The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

Urged impatiently by Abyssfire, the group of abyssal demons finally reached the entrance to the tower's secret realm.

Upon seeing the eye of the storm, Abyssfire eagerly reached its hand inside. However, the dense wind element within the secret realm quickly taught it the meaning of caution.

"Hmph!" Yuanhuo quickly withdrew its arm. It looked at the deep blue interior of the secret realm, and a flowing wave of fire instantly covered its entire body.

"Follow up!" The fire mage saw Abyssfire enter the eye of the storm and immediately signaled everyone behind him to follow.

Even though the Fire Mage and Abyss Fire disliked each other, the Fire Mage still didn't want to see Abyss Fire die.

After all, they were all comrades of the Abyss Order, working together for the Order's plans. Even though it knew absolutely nothing about the Order's grand schemes.

……

Inside the Wind Dragon Ruins, Dvalin, after his leisurely stroll, resumed his "studying." Actually, "studying" wouldn't be accurate; he was simply observing the spectacle.

"Hmm?" A strange aura wafted from afar, interrupting Dvalin's thoughts. He looked up, closed his book, and turned back. There he saw the Abyssfire, its body covered in faint reddish patterns.

Behind it followed closely a group of abyss mages clad in various elemental shields.

"What do you need me for? If not, then get out. I'm not with you." Dvalin looked at the fire mage and said slowly.

Since we've decided to go back to the past, we can't have any ambiguous relationship with the Abyss Order.

"Wind Demon Dragon, you need to think this through. The poisonous blood on your back isn't something that can be easily removed. Apart from our Abyss Order, no one can help you." The words were the same as the Fire Mage's, but Abyssfire's tone was much harsher.

If fire magic is a warning, then the Abyssal Fire is a cautionary tale.

However, Dvalin didn't take it to heart. He looked at the fire mage and said, "Are all of you speaking the same language? If there's nothing else, then leave!"

With that, Dvalin flicked its tail, and a huge gust of wind swept through, blowing the Abyss Fire far away.

"Damn it! Stormterror, you're going against the Order! Think carefully about the consequences!" Abyssal Fire was blown off balance by Dvalin's gale, but its mouth didn't soften at all.

"Boom!" The massive wind blast suddenly exploded beside Yuan Huo. The scattered wind blades sliced ​​through the elemental shield that had been temporarily formed on Yuan Huo's body. Dense wind element immediately surged in through the gap, beginning to erode Yuan Huo's body.

"Hmph!" Abyssfire let out a muffled groan, but that was all—monsters of the Abyss Apostle level have strong resistance to elemental forces, which is what allows them to travel throughout Teyvat.

After the wind blast, a sense of crisis made Yuanhuo's hair stand on end! Yuanhuo looked up and saw that Tvalin's sharp claws, gleaming with cold light, were less than a hand's width away from its eyes.

The dragon claws were unexpectedly smooth, and unexpectedly sharp. Abyssfire had no doubt that if it took another step forward, it could tear its own body apart.

"Are you mistaken? I and your Abyss Order are enemies." Dvalin's enormous shadow covered Abyssfire's body, and he exuded an unparalleled pressure.

Dvalin is the guardian of the four winds and is a being comparable to a demon god.

But soon, Dvalin retreated. He turned to the fire mage and said, "Don't bring such fools to me again. I don't want my claws tainted right now."

"Let's go!"

"Th...thank you." The fire mage thanked Dvalin, then pulled Abyssfire away from the secret realm.

Chapter 158 Poisonous Blood and Dragon Heart

2023-09-09

"Damn it!" Outside the eye of the storm, Yuan Huo casually tossed out a fireball. A massive heatwave swept in, melting the tower's walls into a pool of lava.

After greedily inhaling the pungent, acrid air from the burning flames for a while, Yuanhuo finally calmed his angry and restless heart.

It turned its head to look at the secret realm, where the Wind Demon Dragon had its back to it, its tail still swaying slightly, looking happy and content.

"Heh. You've been tainted by the abyss and still want to escape it?" Yuanhuo looked at the Wind Demon Dragon and let out a sneer that was not human.

"M-Master, what do you want to do?" The fire mage, who was waiting quietly to the side, asked cautiously after hearing Yuan Huo's words.

What kind of trouble is this guy up to now?

Yuanhuo glanced at the short abyss mages in front of him, but did not answer the fire mage's question.

It stretched out a hand, and a cloud of black mist began to appear in its palm.

The abyss mages sensed that familiar aura and raised their heads. They recognized the abyss from the mist—a power wielded only by apostles and chanters.

"This...this is..." The fire mage felt the chaos and madness above his head and couldn't help but ask hoarsely.

He actually brought out the power of the Order! What is this guy trying to do?!

"I will let the Stormterror know that he is a monster of the abyss, and that only the Order is his home!" With that, the fire mage saw the dark mist turn into wisps of black smoke, silently seeping into the poisonous blood behind Dvalin.

Black breaths passed through the eye of the storm, drifting into the secret realm and onto the poisonous blood behind Dvalin, stimulating the abyssal power within him.

This is the Abyss Order's true purpose in approaching Dvalin. Curing the poisonous blood? That's impossible. Only with this can Dvalin be turned into a mindless beast at any time!

While reading, Dvalin suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.

"Roar!" Dvalin's dragon body trembled, the immense pain causing him to collapse onto the platform, unable to support himself.

Upon seeing this, a portal revealing the starry sky instantly appeared before Abyssal Fire. That was an ability exclusive to abyssal monsters of their level—the Abyssal Passage.

As the Abyssfire approached the portal, it paused for a moment, then spoke to the Abyss Mages who were following closely behind:

“You have a good relationship with him? Then stay and become the material for him to become a beast. The Order will remember you.”

After saying that, Yuanhuo walked into the portal without looking back, leaving the abyss mages out.

"What... what does Your Excellency mean?" Thunder Magic was completely confused, so it ran up to Fire Magic and asked.

The fire mage, true to his reputation as the brains of the abyss mage quartet, smacked the lightning mage on the head, saying with exasperation, "Still calling me 'Master'! Still calling me 'Master'! Let's just wait to die, that bastard wants us killed by Dvalin."

"Why! What's the point of this sacrifice!" the Ice Mage cried out in bewilderment. It was willing to sacrifice itself for the Order, but now it couldn't see any value in its sacrifice.

"Didn't you say we have a good relationship with Stormterror? So he wants Stormterror to kill his friend?" Sensing Stormterror's increasingly violent aura, the fire mage gave up on treatment and slumped to the ground.

"I have no choice this time. You guys should find a good place, so you'll die a more dignified death later." The fire mage said, then leaned against the wall of the tower and closed his eyes without saying a word.

The Stormterror, corrupted by the abyss and driven to madness, was right in front of them, and the fire mage couldn't think of any way to help them escape.

Seeing this, the other abyss mages stopped struggling. The four of them had gone through many hardships, each time being led out of trouble by the fire mage. Now that even it was helpless, the others simply gave up.

"Hey, didn't you say you'd teach those guys who look down on you a lesson after you became an apostle? You must have thought of a name by now, right?" The water mage walked up to the fire mage, and the escaping wind was already making it hard for them to breathe.

Abyss mages do not have names; they only acquire names after being promoted to Apostle or Chanter.

"Name? No. Don't talk to me. I want to sleep before I die." The fire mage opened its eyes and looked towards the secret realm, where the wind demon dragon seemed to be completely transforming into a beast.

As for its name, it will also dissipate in this restless wind and remain unknown to others.

……

"Damn it, it just started not long ago, how come it's happening so fast this time!" Dvalin painfully closed the giant book, pushed it away, and prepared to silently endure the pain.

The pain initially emanated from the location of the poisonous blood on his back. However, over time, the "pain" seemed to transform into some kind of substance that flowed through the bloodstream to every part of Dvarin's body.

"Crunch—" Dvalin's eyes were tightly closed, and his bird-beak-like lips trembled incessantly, emitting a series of teeth-grinding sounds.

"It hurts...it's just pain, bear with it...it will pass if you bear with it," Dvalin kept telling himself.

His whole body was trembling, and the light feathers that were always enveloped in the breeze no longer swayed, but became disordered.

Dvalin's breathing was heavier than ever before. His lungs seemed like giant bellows, drawing in cool breezes and exhaling painful gasps.

This pain was more intense and longer than ever before. But Tvalin was also stronger than ever before.

The wind in the secret realm was still endless, restless but not crazy.

However, the venomous blood that had been stirred was clearly not something so simple. The venomous blood behind Dvalin seemed to come alive; it began to beat rhythmically, like a heart.

"Ah—" Countless distracting thoughts and delirious murmurs frantically invaded Dvalin's mind. They relentlessly assaulted Dvalin's consciousness, attempting to completely devour him.

"Why? Why? Beautiful dragon, I just wanted to have fun."

"I just want to hear happy songs, and I want to tell you about my mother. I want to tell you how beautiful the place where I was born is."

"Why? Why! Beautiful dragon! Why did you stab my neck with your sharp teeth! Why did you bury me in the snowy mountains!"

……

The childlike cries were so loud, so heart-wrenching, that they echoed in Dvarin's mind, drowning out all other thoughts.

Dvalin's eyes snapped open, now mostly covered in crimson. Having lost his mind, Dvalin had completely transformed into a beast!

Sharp dragon claws scratched at the solid ruin platform, carving out shocking claw marks on it.

A fierce wind howled through the mouth of Dvalin, destroying everything in its path!

The poisonous blood no longer clumped; it began to transform into a deep purple resentment, gradually enveloping Dvalin.

The blue feathers lost their dynamism due to the sticky purple mud, and the flowing indigo patterns became murky and chaotic; everything was heading in a bad direction.

Dvarin was still frantically pounding on the platform; he was in so much pain that he destroyed several platforms simply by scratching.

“Squeak—, gurgle—” Tvalin scratched at the brand-new stone platform once again.

Even with the aid of ancient techniques, huge scratches were still left on the platform. But this time, in addition to the ear-piercing scraping sound, there was also the sound of flesh and blood being eroded.

A new pain appeared in Tvalin's body, and he raised his hand to look at his dragon claw.

There was nothing there except for countless fingers that had been polluted by the wind elemental energy—his dragon claws were gone.

The collapsed platform, the broken dragon claws, and his own unrecognizable form—these images were reflected so clearly in Dvalin's eyes.

"Dragon, you must also take good care of yourself!"

"Judging from your appearance, you probably don't know how to cut your nails. I'll teach you."

"Here, take this. You should be able to learn it after practicing. Don't tell me you're a stupid dragon who can't even learn this."

……

The last remaining emerald green in Dvarin's scarlet dragon eyes trembled, reflecting the scene of utter destruction.

An overwhelming rage, an rage that surpasses everything.

The emerald green trembled only briefly before swallowing the scarlet. Dazzling green light tore open gaps in the darkness covering Dvalin's body.

"Get out of here, all of you!!!"

The dragon's roar was even louder than it had been five hundred years ago!

Chapter 159 Beyond the Abyss

2023-09-09

Black and purple light intertwined on Dvalin's body. They entwined, devoured each other, and fought over Dvalin's body.