The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

Then it realized why it was in such a sorry state.

"Where did all my muscles go?!"

The apostle cried out in surprise. Through the bright fire elemental shield, it saw that its chest was smooth and clean, and the previously well-defined muscles were gone!

"Is this the price of acquiring knowledge?" The apostle recalled the magic that had appeared out of thin air in his mind. It turned out that all of this had been obtained by exchanging his own strength.

It suddenly felt that becoming a chanter wasn't so good after all.

However, no matter how much it lamented, the enemy before it wouldn't allow it to continue its divergent thinking.

The black-robed figures gradually surrounded them, which amused the Abyss Apostle.

"Instead of taking the opportunity to escape, you actually surrounded me. You guys are incredibly bold."

“If it really comes down to fighting, we might not be much worse than you.” The men in black robes stood still, showing no fear whatsoever.

"Oh? Then let's give it a try." Relying on their ability to teleport at any time, many Abyss Apostles have unknowingly learned the skill of "Taunt".

The apostle before them was the same; it beckoned with its hand, eager to engage in a fierce battle with this group.

"Before the battle, I'd like to ask you, do you really know the method to purify the curse?"

Unfortunately, the black-robed figures in front of the apostle remained unmoved. They ignored the apostle's provocative actions and instead questioned it.

"The facts are right in front of you. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do." The apostle tilted his head towards the fiery red elemental shield in the distance.

Both the apostles and the black-robed men deliberately avoided that area during their battle. Although neither side claimed to care, the identity of "Kanria" actually carried significant weight in their hearts.

“I see. The abyss is unfathomable. If only the darkness beyond this world could be more stable.” The man in black robes nodded, then sighed.

The kingdom's destruction instilled in them a fear of the Abyss's power, but now it seems that only this power can lead Kanria to its resurgence.

"Hehe, why don't you join the embrace of the Abyss? That way we won't have to fight each other." The Abyss Apostle was trying to recruit the black-robed people in front of him.

Every remaining Kanriyan is precious, even though the Abyss Apostle himself wasn't sure if the mysterious group before him were actually Kanriyan survivors.

"No, we have already found our own path, and you have just completed the most crucial piece of the puzzle."

[Trellis requests...]

The black-robed man at the very center closed his eyes, and in his mind appeared a radiant sun.

After the Red Moon and the Black Sun, these remnants of their homeland used their wisdom to create a sun that truly belonged to them.

The man in black robes in the center glanced at his companion beside him.

[Trillas requests the unification of the consciousness of all citizens of Emad, Motabo, Katon, Turd, and the vicinity of Lake Mondstarfall.]

【Purpose.】

A response, devoid of any emotion, came from the enormous blue-white sphere in my mind. The voice was firm and resounding, like a talking piece of steel.

The man in black robes shifted his gaze from his companion to the Abyss Apostle in the distance, who was eager to fight.

[Invading the consciousness of the Abyss Apostles.]

[Danger, rejected.]

The brief exchange yielded the result Terrence had anticipated. The voice in his head wouldn't agree to such a suicidal request.

[This monster possesses important information in its mind, such as the method of transformation between Black Sun Hilichurls and humans.]

【…】

The "sun" in his mind throbbed a few times, and then a voice echoed in Terrence's heart:

[Permission granted; preparations are underway to distribute the burden of awareness, targeting...the entire nation.]

[The "ring" begins anchoring; its target: Terrence and his fused consciousness.]

Good luck, my proud people.

The sun in my mind finally showed a trace of emotion.

Chapter 647 The Ring and Transcendence

2024-05-04

"Huh? What's going on?" The Abyss Apostle looked at the row of black-robed figures in front of him. For some reason, their heads were all lowered at this moment.

It's like a group of people running out into the wilderness, doing nothing but practicing sleeping while standing.

"Could it be that he was scared unconscious?" The Abyss Apostle put away his fighting stance and approached step by step.

But as it moved forward, it was surprised to find that among a group of heads that were bowed, one suddenly raised its head.

"not good……"

A sense of crisis welled up within him; the Abyss Apostle almost instinctively sensed that danger was approaching.

Just as it was about to turn around and dodge, it found that its body was being paralyzed as if it had been struck by lightning.

The paralyzed area was the Abyss Apostle's brain; it suddenly discovered that its head could not move.

Strangely, despite being unable to control his mind, the Abyss Apostle's thoughts remained clear, and his long legs moved swiftly across the field.

Soon, it realized why it couldn't control its mind.

[Memory, let me see what's in the apostle's mind.]

A voice that did not belong to the Abyss Apostles echoed in his mind, the voice reverberating as if it were a mixture of many voices overlapping and blending together.

【You are... those sleeping guys?!】The Abyss Apostle instantly stopped caring about the abnormality in its head; compared to its external appearance, its internal consciousness was clearly the problem.

Let me look...

The voice in their minds did not respond to the Abyss Apostles' bewildered cries; they were focused on searching for the Apostles' memories.

The Abyss Apostle felt this most clearly; it felt as if something had appeared in its brain, and wherever it swam, its head grew larger.

The brain has a limited capacity, and it's clear that the Abyss Apostle's sudden influx of so many people made it feel uncomfortable.

This was the first time the Abyss Apostle had experienced such a mental attack. Neither its combat experience as an apostle nor the knowledge it gained from the abyss as a chanter had taught it how to deal with this situation.

Therefore, it could only try its best to keep its thoughts as clear as possible and try to encourage the forbidden power within its body to surge into its mind.

It's not too late for you to get out of my mind now, otherwise prepare to accept the blessings of the abyss!

After making a mental threat, the apostle focused on circulating the abyssal power within his body.

It's fine when it's not running, but once it starts running, the voice in my head reacts.

I understand! The Abyss Apostles have no brains!

【You're the one who's brainless! You're all brainless!】

Upon hearing that these guys dared to curse, the Abyss Apostle immediately retorted without hesitation.

However, the voice in their minds showed no intention of engaging the Abyss Apostle. Rather, they simply didn't have the mental energy to spare for dealing with it.

From their perspective, the bodies of the Abyss Apostles have no organs or souls, only endless darkness, like the universe outside the world.

But this doesn't mean that the abyssal monsters don't have their own consciousness; it's just that the place where they store their consciousness is "slightly" different from that of humans.

The darkness around me began to flow, and the information that my consciousness could absorb as it flowed into it also began to change.

Amidst countless pieces of junk information and intense pollution, they managed to find a few recognizable memories—scenes of the apostles' battles.

[So that's how it is; the consciousness of the Abyss Apostle exists in every corner of the body.] The black-robed man's collective consciousness pondered for a moment and found the most likely guess from these clues.

Behind them are everyone else. Therefore, their thought rate is the sum of everyone else's.

The invading consciousness spun through the mind of the Abyss Apostle, causing the apostle's head to grow noticeably larger.

Combat experience? Useless, let's change locations!

The swelling in the Abyss Apostles' brains subsided, but it didn't disappear. It simply moved from their heads to their torsos.

Meanwhile, the Abyss Apostle was surprised to find that its previously immobile head had regained control.

Of course, the cost was that its body developed problems again.

[Abyssal magic? Useless! Change location!] The voice in my mind was still full of energy. They circled the abyssal apostle's body but found nothing.

[The location of the Abyss Order? This is useful, I'll write it down!]

[Research on differences between races? Would an Abyss Apostle do something like that? Useless!]

[Flyer design proposal? Why is the Abyss Order getting involved in such trivial matters? Useless!]

……

The collective consciousness of the people in black robes constantly moved through the darkness, diverting countless pieces of junk information to be distributed among the consciousness of all citizens.

As for the pollution that comes along with the junk information, it is blocked by a ring that is faintly visible within the consciousness.

The pollution of the abyss seemed to be nothing in front of this ring; even a mere phantom was enough to keep out the influx of darkness.

Finally, in an unknown corner of the Abyss Apostle's body, they found the information they were looking for.

[The chanter who purifies the Hilichurls is named Abyss.] The image of the chanter, fast asleep on the ground, flooded the consciousness's mind.

This is the specific executor of the Hilichurl purification ritual, a unique chanter in the mind of the Apostle.

[An unfathomable abyss...] The consciousness wandered aimlessly within the apostle's body, but no new information emerged.

[Request: Consciousness Upload]

【permit.】

The Abyss Apostle collapsed to the ground, the swelling sensation within him vanishing, replaced by a stinging pain that spread throughout his body.

It felt as if something inside its body was churning violently, and this pain that spread throughout its body originated from this.

After careful recollection, the Abyss Apostle noticed the anomaly.

"Wait a minute? Why did I arrive on the surface and start negotiating cooperation with humans before I purified the Hilichurls on the Abyss?"

【For the sake of our people, apostles, go to the surface!】The empty words of encouragement still echoed in their ears, and successfully led the apostles to discover the clues.

"Is my memory playing tricks on me?" The apostle stood up, rubbing his forehead, and tried to recall his memories.

Then it discovered several obvious contradictions in its memory.

"Phew, thankfully I had a lot of junk information in my body." After recalling his memories, the Abyss Apostle found that they were still coherent overall and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.