King Ember's Journey to Tevat

Chapter 839: Prophecy Epilogue
"Take a look, take a look, don't crowd the entrances."

At the foot of the huge tree, a group of little green men were shouting. As for what they were shouting...

"Name, age, address..."

"Kim, 23 years old, Baisong Town..."

"Want to pinch your face?"

"Um...can you please remove the burn marks on my face?"

The adventurer who was inspired by his predecessor looked up and saw that half of the face of the man named "Kim" was covered with hideous burn marks.

After taking a look, the little green man took a picture of Kim with his camera.

"Do you need a reference drawing? I asked someone to draw it."

Kim took out a portrait, which was a painting of himself without any burn marks that he had asked someone to draw.

"No, your request is very simple and can be described in words, no pictures are needed."

"Pot No. 361, No. 24. Once we gather 50 people, you can set off."

The adventurer pointed to a pile of large pots in the distance, one of which had a big "361" printed on it.

"Oh." Kim nodded and walked over slowly.

Such scenes kept happening in every corner of the big tree, but there were occasional small episodes.

"Name, age, address..."

"Falek, 46, Mond..."

"Hey, hey, hey? What are you doing here from Mond?"

"Isn't this Mondstadt?"

"But we have already agreed with the Knights to borrow this place for a few days."

The security team members in blue uniforms looked at the man, thinking he was here to cause trouble.

"If you don't leave, I'll call the Knight of Favonius."

"Actually, I'm here for tourism. Bye!"

When he heard that the guard members were looking for the Knight of Favonius, he ran away without a trace. His speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

This small episode could not stop the progress of solving the prophecy, and the remaining embers were now patrolling the foot of the golden tree.

At the outermost edge of the golden tree's foot is a circle of broken space cracks. From the flowing void and the golden earth, countless purple lights flash constantly.

"call……"

Scotte paused for a moment and walked out of the purple light. She rubbed her throbbing temples to relieve the pain in her mind.

The pressure of controlling countless phantoms cannot be underestimated. Even she needs to rest for a while every once in a while.

Looking up at the tree trunk that almost occupied his entire field of vision, Scot couldn't help but feel dazed.

According to what Yu Jin said, she was fighting with the incarnation of this tree before. So... it seems that her loss is not unfair?
"Are you still resting? Have all the people been delivered?" Seeing that Scotte was staring at the golden tree motionlessly, Yu Jin ran over and urged her righteously.

Her ability to break through space is quite useful. Unlike the Abyss Cult, there were no random things pouring into the teleporter's head. For ordinary people, this is simply the best means of movement.

More importantly, Skot can also create phantoms. If she only maintains speed and does not pursue combat effectiveness, the number of phantoms she can control is extremely large.

With all her abilities, it would be unreasonable not to use her as a slave.

"Why don't you go? Don't tell me you can't do it." Scot took a breath and then responded.

"Ah? What did you say? I can't hear you. I have something else to do. See you later!" Pretending to pick his ears, Yu Jin quickly distanced himself from Si Ketu and ran away.

He was not lying. After all, there were indeed many things here that needed his supervision.

There was no noisy crowd on the other side of the golden tree, but instead a huge flame.

The red sea of ​​fire enveloped the huge kiln, making people curious about what was being calcined inside.

"call……"

"Be more angry."

Pointing to the huge kiln, the ember commented on the servant's flame.

"..."

After a glance at the embers and then at the huge oddly shaped pot in the kiln, the servant finally decided to listen to his advice.

"boom!"

The red flame suddenly grew much larger, and under the flame, a large pot made of mud was taking shape.

"Okay, put out the fire!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yu Jin immediately asked the servant to put out the flames. Then he turned around and looked at the young master, Mona, Barbara and others who were watching the show behind him, and waved to them quickly.

"What are you still standing there for? Spray water!"

"Oh!"

Everyone nodded, and a large stream of water poured into the kiln, pouring on the large pot that was still stained with flames.

"laugh--"

Steam rose up, and the black color of the pot turned grayish white.

A large number of large pots that were several people tall rolled out from the exit of the kiln, causing everyone to dodge - if they didn't dodge, they would be crushed into meat paste.

"Good quality. Keep up the good work, there are huge demand for this stuff!"

Patting the surface of the big pot, Ember gave a thumbs up to several people.

"Since you have so much free time, just give these pots as gifts..."

"call!"

Just as the young master was about to speak, a strong wind blew up at the spot. When he opened his eyes again, Yu Jin had disappeared without a trace.

Want him to send these heavy pots to the other side? Please, the scene is very busy.

Just after Yu Jin ran out for a short distance, he saw someone trying to commit suicide.

"Come on, come on, chop here!"

"I'm here to discuss matters with the Knights of Favonius, not to kill anyone."

"If you don't cut it, I'll do it myself!"

"Funina, cut!"

"Ah I?"

Two identical girls, except one has wide eyes and the other has self-doubt.

"Neither of you will come? Well, I'll do it myself!" Seeing that neither of them made any move, Fucaros became ruthless and swung the executioner's knife, which had shrunk countless times, towards her neck.

"and many more!"

"Don't!"

Neither Villette nor Finina expected that Fucaros had no reluctance at all, and they exclaimed in surprise.

Then they saw the executioner's sword go straight through Fukaros' neck.

"puff!"

The touch of the sword was exactly the same as when it was swung in the air. Fucaros understood that too much of the Law Compensation Mixed Energy that had been accumulated for a long time had been used up, and now it could not hurt her foundation as a god at all.

"Clang!"

"Wow! Fontaine is finished!"

Throwing the sword in his hand away, Fucaros squatted on the ground in depression, covering his face and crying.

"Isn't this already being prepared?"

That Villette consoled her.

"it's useless!"

Fucaros squatted on the ground and couldn't get up.

"I think you can give Xiao Huang a little more confidence." Yu Jin suddenly jumped out, scaring the three of them.

"Where did you come from?"

"Before asking this question, could you please stop grinding your teeth? It's very troublesome if you break your teeth when you bite down."

Yu Jin took a few steps back. He always felt that something was wrong with the way Fucaros looked at him. It was a look that harbored ill intentions.

Seeing her disbelief, Yu Jin waved at them and said, "It's almost time. Come over here and open your eyes."

After that, he ran to the busy registration area. Behind the long line were countless neatly arranged large pots.

There are many people surrounding each big pot.

"Is everyone here?!"

Yu Jin was shouting back and forth near the big pot. Behind him, Fukaros and the others looked at his actions with confusion.

"Done!"

“It’s full!”

“It’s all here!”

……

The people around the pot responded in unison.

"Okay, everyone go in!" Yu Jin waved his hand and asked everyone near the pot to go in.

Because the pot is so big, stone steps are carved on both sides of the pot to allow people to enter through the mouth of the pot.

People were either curious or confused, but after seeing Navelette nod, everyone with various emotions entered the pot.

The slightly crowded ground was now much emptier, with only piles of pots left.

"Rumble..."

The pots piled at the foot of the tree awaken the instincts of the Golden Tree, and in the days of the Golden Rule this ritual was called "Returning to the Tree."

The soul is immortal, it is just the broken body that needs to be replaced by the golden tree.

(End of this chapter)