The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

"Roar—" Lance Sanks, though in human form, let out a dragon's roar. A pure white dragon tail covered with rock spikes appeared behind her.

Lance Sanx twisted his body, his tiny frame superhumanly propelling his dragon tail, which was tens of meters long.

The dragon's tail swept across with immense power, slamming heavily into the ice wall that spanned between the two.

"Crunch—" The ice wall emitted a screeching sound as it struggled under the strain. Countless cracks, like an intricately woven spider web, instantly covered both the inside and outside of the ice wall.

“Not bad, but not enough!” Lance Sanks took a deep breath, and with a surge of power from her waist and hips, the force exerted by her dragon tail on the ice wall became even stronger.

"Crash!" The ice wall could no longer withstand the immense pressure and shattered into tiny fragments. The ice crystals shimmered white in the air, like a flurry of snowflakes.

But soon the dragon's tail swept across, a huge gust of wind rose up, and the ice crystals all around flew into the fruit wine lake with this gale.

Under the power of the ancient dragon, there is no difference between steel and rotten wood.

Chapter 180: The Long Second Stage

2023-09-19

Ice crystals splattered, and Lance Sanx's vision was filled with pure white. The tiny ice crystals reflected the surrounding light, making her eyes sting.

"Not enough? Then try this!" The woman's cool voice came through the swirling ice crystals.

Lance Sanx could now feel with perfect clarity that something called "elements" in the air had begun to surge.

The ice shards drifting in the sky seemed to be drawn by some force, breaking free from the wind's restraints and beginning to coalesce and compress in the air.

Lance Sanx sensed the growing danger above him and glanced at the woman radiating a soft white light not far away.

A smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "Nice move, but too slow!"

The voice and Lance Sanx's body appeared simultaneously in front of the woman! The lightning snake leaping on Lance Sanx's arm was clearly reflected in the depths of the woman's eyes.

However, the panic Lance Sanx had anticipated did not materialize. Instead, the woman in front of him smiled at Lance Sanx, a mocking smile.

"Bang!" The "Lady" suddenly exploded, her body turning into scattered ice mist, fiercely pouncing towards Lance Sanx, who was still in the air.

Lance Sanx, caught off guard in mid-air, was blasted far away. Fortunately, she was a dragon, and her balance in the air was exceptional.

"Whoosh!" Another gust of wind blew, but Lance Sanks did not fall to the ground—she spread her wings.

Two pairs of miniature ancient dragon wings flapped behind Lance Sanx. The rock-hard dragon wings were surprisingly flexible, creating gusts of wind that lifted Lance Sanx into the air.

"Slow? That's more than enough to deal with someone with presbyopia like you!" The lady was never one to back down; if Lance Sanx mocked her, she would definitely retaliate with two.

"This move was originally prepared for Stormterror, but I'll test it on you for now!"

The woman in the distance pressed down with both hands, and the huge, solidified ice spear in the sky descended accordingly.

A biting chill began to envelop the land. The green leaves and grass were covered with a thick layer of frost.

In just a few breaths, this land turned from late summer into deep winter!

"Crack!" Lance Sanx moved his foot away, revealing the crushed frozen grass beneath his foot.

"Ha—" Lance Sanks exhaled a breath of white air. She could feel the aura above her head staring at her like an eagle's eye. If she wanted to escape, it would be quite difficult.

However, she never intended to escape!

"Presbyopia? That just means there's nothing worth my attention, including you!" Lance Sanx scoffed, then raised his arm.

"Boom!" This time, the lightning didn't fall from the sky, but exploded directly from Lance Sanx's hand.

Countless crimson lightning snakes intertwined and coiled, extending and shaping, eventually transforming into a gigantic lightning blade tens of meters long.

Those are weapons used by dragons.

Lance Sandks' Blade – A prayer that unleashes the power of the ancient dragon Lance Sandks. It can summon a crimson lightning blade, sweeping across the air, its strikes releasing lightning.

Lance Sanks is Ful Sanks' older sister. It is said that she takes human form and interacts with the knights as a priestess of the ancient dragon faith.

Lance Sanx gripped the enormous lightning blade, disproportionate to his human form, and swung it directly at the ice spear falling from the sky.

"Boom!" The lightning blade clashed with the ice spear, and countless bolts of lightning instantly rose up. The ice spear that the lady had painstakingly condensed only held out for a moment before being cleaved in two by Lance Sanx's lightning blade.

After Lance Sanks cleaved through the ice spear, her momentum didn't diminish. She turned, descended from the sky wielding her lightning blade, and slashed towards the forest where the lady was.

"I'll die!" The woman felt her hands and feet turn ice-cold. Her heart was telling her: being struck by this lightning blade would definitely kill her!

"I can't die!" the woman roared, as the power she had suppressed for so long began to surge through the ice within her body.

"Crack! Crack!" The power of ice and snow was gradually rejected by the woman's body. The power she usually used was her shackle, a shackle that suppressed her.

The woman was enveloped in solid, white ice, and while the surroundings grew colder, her body grew increasingly hot.

"Boom!" The enormous lightning blade struck the earth, instantly carving out a lava band tens of meters long.

The power emanating from the lightning blade transformed into a crimson, shimmering wall of lightning, sweeping outwards from the lava field on the ground.

Wherever the lightning passed, the sand and gravel melted, and the trees turned to carbon. The raging, burning forest and the billowing steam instantly became the only scenery on the shore.

"We're doomed! We're doomed!" Upon seeing this, Lance Sanx disregarded the lady's condition and dashed into the burning forest.

She transformed her hands into enormous dragon claws, relentlessly swatting at the raging flames in the forest.

"Extinguish them! Extinguish them!" Lance Sanks raised two dragon paws larger than herself and slapped them directly at the flames.

Thanks to her tireless efforts, the fire that had started in the woods was quickly extinguished.

Lance Sanx looked at the charred remains before him, then at his own equally blackened hands, and felt a pang of despair.

I wonder if plucking off my own dragon scales would be enough to compensate for the loss.

[Wait a minute? Why should I pay for it?] Lance Sanx only then remembered the lady.

She discovered while following the woman that she was a wealthy woman who spent money without batting an eye. Someone so rich shouldn't care about such a small amount of money, right?

Lance Sanx was "forced" to regain her senses, completely forgetting that she had started the fight.

He could simply ignore the madness within her. Lance Sanx felt he must have misunderstood something. With Ember as a backup plan, why was she getting so agitated?

Impulsiveness is no good! Lance Sanx told himself this for the umpteenth time.

Then she began searching for the woman. It was easy to find, because the woman's large ice block was extremely conspicuous amidst the ashes.

Lance Sanx ran up to the lady's ice cocoon and examined it closely.

The solid ice before him was unlike any ice Lance Sanx had ever seen. It possessed a thickness unlike any ordinary ice.

It's clearly ice, but it gives the impression that it's unbreakable. And that's certainly true.

Lance Sanks touched the huge knife mark on the ice cocoon, which she had just cleaved open with her lightning blade.

The lightning blade, which could easily cleave through the ice spear, left a shocking scratch on the ice cocoon, but failed to shatter it.

Moreover, the ice cocoon is constantly absorbing the ice elemental energy from the atmosphere, continuously strengthening and restoring itself.

During the time Lance Sanx was observing the ice cocoon, many of the knife marks on it had already been repaired.

Lance Sanx found it extremely strange. Why did this ice cocoon look like it was trying to trap the lady inside?

"Hey! Can you hear me?" Lance Sanx patted the surface of the ice cocoon, and a chilling blast of cold air entered her hand.

"Hiss—, it's freezing!" Lance Sanks pulled her hands back and rubbed them; in just a short while, her hands had turned red from the cold!

"Don't stay silent! There was a reason I followed you. I see you're so rich, don't be so petty, okay?"

"I'll apologize if you compensate me, okay?"

"Alright, alright, I apologize, can you finally come out now?"

……

Lance Sanx circled the lady's ice cocoon several times, but gained nothing except making himself colder.

This made Lance Sanx a little uneasy. Could it be that he had just frightened the lady, and she was now sulking and deliberately not coming out?

"What a long second-stage cutscene!"

"Wow! A ghost!"

Ember suddenly appeared out of nowhere, startling the troubled Lance Sanx.

"Ghost my foot! Even if there were ghosts, they couldn't beat you!" Ember tapped Lance Sanx on the head. As an ancient dragon, how could he be afraid of ghosts?

A disgrace to the Dragon Realm!

"My lord, how did you get here?" Lance Sanx asked in confusion as Ember tapped his head.

Ember withdrew his hand and rubbed it. As expected of an ancient dragon, hitting him on the head felt no different than hitting a rock.

"I sensed your presence as soon as I got back, so I came to check on you."

Yu Jin looked at the lady's ice cocoon and said calmly.

Chapter 181 The Embers Are Everywhere

2023-09-19

Chapter 181 Remnants - Everywhere - Ashes

"Ouch...it hurts so much..." Inside the ice cocoon, there was a completely opposite heat. Eerie red flames rose from the woman's body, reflecting her distorted face through the mirror-like ice.

A tremendous amount of heat erupted from the woman's body, scorching the walls of the ice cocoon. Water droplets that melted from the solid ice evaporated into steam before they even hit the ground, then touched the ice surface and melted back into the solid ice.

Ice and fire thus battled each other within the small ice cocoon. The woman's skin pulsated constantly, as if flowing not with blood, but with ceaseless lava.

Countless charred lines began to spread across the woman's body. Her skirt began to burn, and soot swirled around her.

At this moment, the woman is like an inextinguishable furnace, burning herself to give rise to an everlasting flame.

The woman covered her head with both hands, flames burning inside her body. She should have felt endless pain, and her face was indeed contorted.

But it wasn't because of pain; it was because the flames brought back long-forgotten memories.

“Mondstadt…” The woman opened her eyes, and a city that was both familiar and unfamiliar appeared before her.

Windmills swaying in the wind, the aroma of wine permeating the air, people chatting and laughing, and... myself, with my intellectual and elegant demeanor.

“I am… Rosalyn?” Rosalyn raised her arm, and what came into view was no longer a luxurious fur coat, but a dark green long sleeve.

She... seemed to have just returned from studying in Sumeru? But soon Rosalyn had no time to observe herself, because an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped her heart.

The clear sky began to darken, and a shadow that blotted out the sun covered the sky of Mondstadt. Then, an endless black rain began to fall.