The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

He once had hope for the people of the rainforest, but that hope was extinguished time and time again by these kinds of events.

“If there’s enough benefit, it’s not impossible.” Samel’s answer was completely different from Rahman’s, and then he was targeted by Ember.

"Wait...wait! I was just joking. I think even killing someone with one strike is too slow! I can't sleep or eat if the enemy takes even a moment to catch their breath!"

Samel promptly backed down, waving his hand at Ember as if afraid he would also become unconscious like the scholars on the ground.

"Huh? Wait a minute, where's my scimitar?" As he swung his arm, Samel noticed a blind spot—his weapon seemed to be missing.

"Maybe it got lost somewhere? Go back and look for it carefully." Yu Jin suggested without changing his expression. He still needed to study the consciousness inside the scimitar; how could he just return it like that?

Refocusing his attention on the scholars, Ember saw a familiar scene.

The scholars gritted their teeth, their bodies trembling, as if they were fighting against something.

With a swift movement, Ember crushed all the Void Terminals next to the scholars' ears.

"Can we talk now?"

"Would you let us go if I told you?"

Several scholars asked, their legs trembling. Their gazes darted back and forth between the people on the ground and the embers.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm a friendly person. They became like this purely because of their heinous crimes and their deliberate provocation of me."

"As for you guys... well, that depends on what you've done. I'll just throw you next to a badminton shuttlecock, and you'll be completely convinced!"

Yu Jin patted his chest confidently, and indeed didn't look very ferocious.

Upon hearing this, the scholars automatically ignored the "badminton" mentioned by Yu Jin. They briefly considered their position in the plan and what they had done, and then, taking into account their current situation, they took the initiative to speak.

"You might not believe it when I tell you."

"Go ahead."

"What could possibly scare me?"

"I, Samel, have traveled all over the country for many years and have never been intimidated!"

The group made their assurances with absolute confidence, and even the mercenaries further away couldn't help but strain their ears.

"Hoo..." The scholar took a deep breath, recalling the enormous mech he had seen when he handed over his knowledge to the gods, and his breathing became heavy involuntarily.

"The Council of the Church wants to create new gods."

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"What?!" Yu Jin picked at his ear, wondering if he had misheard while daydreaming.

How come the rainforest people and the desert people are so arrogant? First they claimed to resurrect the Red King, and now they want to create a new god. No wonder they are a nation of wisdom, they dare to think more than people from other countries!

“You still say the news of the Red King’s resurrection is false! The Church can create gods, so why can’t the Red King be resurrected?” Rahman grabbed Ember’s shoulders and shook him.

"Really? I don't believe it." Samel fully demonstrated his suspicious nature. Whether it was the resurrection of the Red King or the creation of a god by the Faith Council, his first reaction was always disbelief.

“But it’s true. I’ve seen the body of the new god. That suffocating feeling was very similar to what I felt when my consciousness entered the World Tree.”

The scholar shook his head at Samel, speaking with a mixture of awe and fear.

"It seems I can't just sit here and wait to die. Lord Red King is waiting for us to awaken him!"

"Bros……"

"boom!"

Rahman, his face beaming with excitement, roared wildly, but his excitement didn't last long before Ember punched him, slamming his body into the floor.

Rahman crawled out from the shadowy imprint on the floor, shook his dazed head, and questioned Ember:

"The Council of Gods has already begun creating new gods. We deserts cannot fall behind them. Ember, will you side with the rainforest?"

“I’m not taking sides. I just want to remind you that it seems possible for the Council of the Church to create a new god. But as for your resurrection of the Red King, I only feel that the future is bleak.”

"Are you looking down on us desert people?" Rahman said, somewhat annoyed.

“It’s just stating the facts.” Yu Jin shook his head, then held up three fingers and asked the mercenaries behind Rahman:

"I ask you, what do the three phases of the alchemy table represent?"

The question was raised, but it only brought more questions.

"An alchemy platform? Does Sumeru have an alchemy platform?"

"Yes! It's right on the streets of Sumeru City! You country bumpkin!"

"Three phases? I remember the alchemy platform had four phases, didn't it?"

The mercenaries looked at each other, none of them able to answer the question.

"You all speak," Yu Jin said, turning his gaze to the scholars of Sumeru.

The group looked left and right, and finally one of them stepped forward and answered, "If I remember correctly, the three phases of the alchemy platform should be the stars, the moon, and the sun. That's why all three are needed to synthesize high-level materials."

"Clap clap clap!" Ember clapped his hands, then shrugged at Rahman:

"I'm not trying to belittle the desert people, but the difference is obvious. Besides, the Council of the Church is only creating new gods, not resurrecting old ones. They're even using their own people as expendable resources. Would they do this if they weren't confident?"

As he spoke, Yu Jin pointed to several scholars lying on the ground nearby, bleeding from all seven orifices. If he hadn't been there, the number of people in this situation would have been several times greater.

If this behavior is exposed, even if the Council of Religion controls the Void Terminal, it will likely suffer a complete loss of credibility.

The fact that the Church could pay such a high price suggests that it must have made some progress in creating a god.

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Rahman fell silent, thinking about the current state of the desert. How could the desert people, scattered like a sea of ​​sand, contend with the rainforest people, who clung together like pomegranate seeds?

Even if the pomegranate is riddled with seeds and is about to burst open, the desert people have no chance of defeating it.

“I have a question,” Samel suddenly broke the silence.

"What questions?"

"Where is the Little Auspicious Grass Queen? Isn't she the goddess of Mount Sumeru?"

Samel looked at the scholar beside him.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the scholar, his scalp tingling, finally managed to utter a single word after a long pause:

"what?"

Chapter 670 Knowledge of Gods

2024-05-21

"Huh?" The scholars looked at each other, seemingly having never considered this question at all.

"What? Where's your Grass Goddess? The Order of Religion is creating a god, and she hasn't said anything?"

Yu Jin also realized, "That's right, why didn't the Grass God, the deity in the open, react to the Church Council doing something like this?"

The scholars began to recall every aspect of the entire plan, and finally they shook their heads in shame, saying:

"As far as we are responsible for, there is absolutely no trace of the Little Lucky Grass King."

“Little Lucky Grass King, if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten that there was such a deity in Sumeru.”

"I think the Great Sage didn't even greet the Little Lucky Grass King."

……

In just a few words, the scholars described the situation of the Little Auspicious Grass King in Mount Sumeru.

"So your gods are all nobody?" Yu Jin asked incredulously. After all, a god should be able to make some noise, right?

But Little Lucky Grass King was so quiet that the Sumeru people almost forgot about her.

“But that’s how we remember it.” The scholars nodded, as if there had been no news of Little Lucky Grass King since they brought her back five hundred years ago.

This deity, who resided deep within the Jingshan Palace, gradually faded from people's view.

"Well, it seems there's some hidden story here." Ember recalled the figure he had seen in the World Tree, a powerful but unstable consciousness, just a newly born god.

"Don't be so kind. The rainforest is about to have a new god, and we desert people can't just sit idle either."

As Rahman overheard the conversation, he gradually came to believe the news that the Church was about to create a god.

He was starting to panic. If a rainforest with only one god could bully the desert like this, what would happen if there were two gods?

Wouldn't the desert people be trampled on by the rainforest people for generations to come?

"Samel, don't let your Thutmose go looking for the Golden Dreamland. The important thing now is to ruin the Council's plan!"

Rahman waved to Samer. With such a massive plan, the Church must have mobilized all the resources they could.

Under these circumstances, it would be difficult for him to cause trouble in Sumeru City with his own gilded troupe.

“A new god…” Samel crossed his arms and lowered his head in thought. Why was he searching for the Golden Dreamland? Because there lay everything the Red King had promised his desert people.

Sweet water, honey, gentle breeze... everything is available. But the rainforest people have long enjoyed these things, while the desert people are still toiling away in a pile of sand, searching for any relics that the gods might have left behind.

“I understand. We really can’t let the rainforest people have another new god.” Samel raised his head and patted Rahman’s shoulder heavily a few times.

At the same time, Rahman gripped Samel's hand tightly. For a moment, the two looked like brothers who were inseparable.

"Um... can I ask a small question? Your desert... isn't it part of Sumeru's territory?"

Ember lifted his head from between the two excited men, separating Rahman and Samel who were almost touching, and asked curiously.

"Huh? Who said that? Have you seen any trace of the Church of Christ in the desert?"

"Heh heh, the territory of Sumeru? That's wishful thinking on your part. Look around the desert, how many people listen to the Order of the Monarchy?"

Rahman and Samir both gave a cold laugh; the divide between the desert and the rainforest has existed for thousands of years.

This has been especially true in the last few centuries. Today, the only place in the Sacred Heart that can still be considered a place is Aru Village, which is close to the boundary between the rainforest and the desert.

"Well, it seems your desert and rainforest problems are more serious than I thought." Ember scratched his head, offering no further comment.

"By the way, Ember, who are you planning to help?"

"Can't I just not help anyone?"