The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

The doctor looked at the robotic arms dangling around the dissection table and was speechless.

"Okay, it was my mistake." He sighed, a rare occurrence for him, and after a few maneuvers, the robotic arm retracted.

Seeing this, the Abyss Apostle lay down again. Looking at the clean ceiling, it suddenly felt that the patterns on it were getting larger and larger.

"Boom!"

The ceiling warped and landed upside down on the planer. Then the patterns and paint peeled away, revealing a transparent glass dome.

"What are they trying to do now?" The Abyss Order asked curiously, arms crossed over their heads.

It now thinks that human possessions are really easy to make money from; so many things are automatically delivered just by lying down for a while. This is much faster than robbing and looting.

If it were a robbery, he'd probably be on his way to one right now!

"It's nothing, just to see if you Abyss Apostles will be devoured by what's inside your bodies."

The doctor is no longer as cautious as before. Now he'd rather the guy in front of him just die.

Inside the glass case, the same crack as before appeared, but it was much larger.

"Pfft!" Accompanied by a sound like vomiting, the entire transparent glass dome was covered in darkness.

Looking at the undulating darkness inside the glass dome, the doctor finally revealed a genuine smile.

"So, only an Apostle of the Abyss can make this terrifying thing react?"

The doctor, who had been nonchalant, became excited. This abyssal power was something he had painstakingly collected and refined from various ruins over the years.

However, after purifying it, he didn't touch the black mass much.

The abyss is a universally acknowledged taboo. Even a doctor must treat it with utmost caution. In the few experiments conducted, this darkness, just as its appearance suggests, devours everything.

Whatever it is, once it falls into this darkness, it will become a part of it.

The small glass dome cannot stop the abyss's erosion. It only exists because the darkness has found something more interesting.

The greater the commotion caused by the abyss's power, the more excited the Doctor became. If he weren't wary of the abyss's terrifying corrosive power, he might have already stuck his head in to take a closer look.

"Gululu~"

The glass dome was silently eroded, creating a hole. The remaining darkness flowed down, carving a pit in the ground and flowing into the unknown depths of the earth.

The doctor quickly stepped back, warily watching the black liquid flowing down the dissection table while searching for the phonograph in the laboratory.

The exciting experiment was about to reveal its results, and how could he not record such a wonderful "celebration"?

The black coating on the dissection table had shrunk, leaving only a thin black film of unknown composition covering it.

"Come on, let me see what kind of dazzling sparks will fly when the Abyss Apostles meet the Abyss."

The doctor slowly aimed the lens of the phonograph at the dark film. Through the phonograph, he saw some characters gradually appear on the film.

"Well……"

A strong feeling of dizziness washed over him, and the doctor immediately turned his head away.

"Hmph... facing the abyss, one really can't be careless at all." The Doctor's brows furrowed beneath his mask, his mind feeling as if countless steel needles were stabbing him.

But the pain did not deter the doctor. He staggered to the lab table and grabbed a pen and paper.

"Hahaha... what an... exciting experience!" The doctor panted, his eyes shining.

With a flick of the fingertips, lines of characters, resembling gibberish, appeared on the white paper. With each stroke, the paper turned a shade darker.

The doctor stopped what he was doing. In front of him, purple characters were engraved on a piece of black paper.

"This is... what's called forbidden knowledge?" The doctor, barely suppressing his throbbing headache, excitedly raised the paper in his hand.

Chapter 638 Drastically Modified Apostle

2024-04-30

"Wow!"

The doctor closed his eyes, gently shaking the pitch-black paper in his hand, feeling the stinging and confusion coming from his fingertips.

Writing down characters from the abyss is something only a madman like the Doctor would do.

"What a beautiful sound."

"Savoring the pain and abnormality emanating from this slice of body," the doctor exclaimed in amazement.

If possible, he would even like to start deciphering these texts right now.

Unfortunately, his homeland of Sumeru has brought him too many surprises, and now he is entangled in many things, which does not allow him to stop and do something else.

"When did you tear my book off?" The Doctor suddenly felt his hand go empty. Opening his eyes, he saw the Abyss Apostle inserting black paper into a heavy book.

"Huh? Two identical pages?" The Abyss Apostle opened the Abyss Codex and was surprised to find that the paper in his hand was exactly the same as a page in the Codex.

"Your handwriting is quite good." The Abyss Apostle immediately realized what had happened and returned the paper he had forcibly taken to the Doctor.

The Doctor's memory and control over his body are terrifying; the characters he writes down are exactly the same as those in the Abyss Codex.

Looking down at the paper in his hand, ignoring the stinging pain that returned, the doctor glanced at the empty dissection table.

"Where's the abyss up there?!" the doctor exclaimed, somewhat distraught. Shouldn't this guy be swallowed by the abyss? Why is he still standing here so brazenly?

"You mean that power that appeared out of nowhere?" The Abyss Apostle closed the Abyss Codex in his hand, then held it up in front of the Doctor.

"It's turned into this." The Abyss Apostle pointed to the huge book with a black and red cover, which was wrapped in thorns and flames and filled with an ominous aura.

Rubbing its throbbing forehead, it continued, "Not only that, that power also told me many things I didn't know before."

"For example... this!"

A flame suddenly rose from the Abyss Apostle's hand, radiating a crimson light that clashed with his own blue aura.

Looking at the apostle wielding the crimson flame, the doctor, despite still having doubts, had no choice but to accept the reality.

"The power of the abyss can strengthen the abyss apostles... that's a pretty good gain, isn't it?"

The doctor could only console himself with this thought. Knowing that the power of the Abyss could strengthen the Abyss Apostles was, in a way, new knowledge, wasn't it?

"If you have this opportunity again in the future, you can contact me. I won't charge you." Abyss extinguished the flame in his hand, then looked at the Doctor with anticipation.

Such pure abyssal power is rare, so we should try to get as much as we can.

"Nothing! There's nothing left!" Seeing the Abyss's large face looming closer, the Doctor felt a strange sense of irritation.

He felt that his decision to use the Abyss Apostles as experimental subjects was a terrible mistake—they didn't react to anything, so what kind of experiment could he do with them!

“That makes sense.” The Abyss Apostle nodded and lay back down on the pitted and uneven dissection table.

"Anything else? Hurry up and finish this, I need to go out and earn more money."

The apostle's nonchalant tone infuriated the doctor. He glanced at the idle apostle and a brilliant idea suddenly popped into his head.

Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless.

"Don't move for now, I'll go get the experimental equipment." With a slight smile, the Doctor turned and gave the Abyss Apostle a word before walking away.

"What good stuff did he go to get this time?" The Abyss Apostle lay on the dissection table, scratching its head. Looking at the doctor's back, it felt that this person was simply a money-giving boy.

"Could today be the day I advance to become a sinner?" The Abyss Apostles couldn't help but think this as they flipped through the great book that originally belonged only to the Abyss Singers.

As the Abyss Codex was opened, an aura of madness mixed with frenzy swept over, making the already chilling laboratory even more eerie.

The pitch-black paper was filled with dancing characters, as if these inanimate objects might jump out at any moment.

The Abyss Apostle was quite interested when it first saw the literary chanters and the scriptures in the hands of the priests. This made it think that even if it could not advance to become a sinner, becoming a clerical worker would be a good choice.

Time passed by unnoticed, and soon, footsteps echoed in the quiet corridor.

"What dangerous experiments are you conducting now?" The stragglers who had crossed the sea arrived in Sumeru and got entangled with the Doctor.

He stared at the distorted, pulsating light in the laboratory, taking a few steps back in surprise. The doctor's madness really hadn't changed at all.

"Damn it! What has it been doing in there again?!" The distortion of space also affected the light in the laboratory, and the scattered light of various colors made the corridor here as dazzling as a light show.

The colorful light shone on their faces, making the Doctor and the Soldier look like they were there to go clubbing.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and all the dazzling lights that had been dancing around disappeared.

"Who turned off the lights!"

A gasp rang out; the doctor had never felt such a strong urge to strangle a person or thing as he had today.

"Shut up!"

After the doctor snorted, he stepped into the laboratory, and the stragglers naturally followed.

"Oh, it's you. How come there's another person here?" The Abyss Apostle closed his book and turned to look at the stragglers beside him.

In fact, with their level of strength, they can see things clearly even in the deepest darkness.

The Abyss Apostle's concern for the light was purely for the sake of creating a conducive atmosphere for reading.

"He's not the point; you can just pretend he doesn't exist."

The doctor extended his palm in front of the skirmisher. Then, the large hat on the skirmisher's head was in his hand.

"The location has changed again?!"

The stragglers nodded silently.

"How did you get entangled with this thing?" the doctor exclaimed, then turned the hat in his hand over.

The soldier's large hat resembled the frame of an umbrella; when he turned it over, he saw an even deeper patch of black in the center.

"call……"

After taking a deep breath, the doctor's palm instantly turned into a blurry, indistinct image.

His palms seemed to be made up of countless different palms overlapping each other, with the spaces between his fingers filled with even more phantoms of fingers, large and small, leaving no gaps whatsoever.

It was more like a blurry, double hand reaching out to the dark center of the hat and, without any surprise, removing it.

"I told you, there's no need to be so cautious. This thing isn't as dangerous as you think."

That's because you're ignorant enough.

The so-called "Heart of God" lay peacefully in the doctor's hand, more like a prop from a prank than a dangerous object that should be taken seriously.