The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

The commotion was quite significant, but the black-robed man's senses were almost completely impaired, so he didn't notice Yuan Shang's "golden cicada shedding its shell" at all.

"I was so scared! I almost thought I was really going to die here today! You guys chat, I'm running first!"

Having just escaped from the black-robed man's grasp, the bare-chested Yuan Shang immediately jumped into the abyss passage that appeared before him.

"I see... The impact of physical defects... is greater than I imagined..."

The black-robed man, who was standing in the distance, threw away the red robe in his hand, and his diverted consciousness shrank back into his mind.

The instant his consciousness enveloped the robe in his hand, he understood what had happened.

"Bang!" The man in black robes forced his shaky legs to move and chased after them again.

"Stop!"

The man in black robes paid no heed and instantly appeared beside the abyss passage. His twisted hand approached Yuan Shang, who had already stepped halfway into the passage.

Kong's gaze was constantly fixed on the man in black robes. Seeing the man's determination to take Yuan Shang away even though he was covered in wounds, Kong knew that all communication was futile.

"Since you won't listen to me, then goodbye!" Kong Xin hardened his heart, and with a flick of his arm, a spatial rift shimmering with starlight tore open from the black-robed man's elbow.

"Clap!"

The half of the arm that flew out collided weakly with Yuan Shang's back, then bounced back weakly and fell to the ground.

"Bah!"

Blood gushed out, and upon seeing this, the man in black silently wrapped the severed part of his arm tightly with the torn cloth.

The blood no longer gushed out like a pillar, and the black cloth seemed to possess some strange power. After being filtered by it, what flowed down was no longer blood, but a viscous, black liquid.

"Tick! Tick!"

"laugh--"

The thick, black liquid eroded the ground, creating a bottomless pit.

"You...have mastered...power from beyond this world?" The black-robed man glanced at the closed abyss passage, then stopped pursuing the path leading to the abyss. Instead, he turned and focused his gaze on Kong.

"How is this possible?!" Seeing the black-robed man unharmed, Kong's blood-stained face revealed unconcealed shock.

The pain that transcended sensation within the body was expelled entirely through the severed arm.

The man in black robes raised his head, wanting to see the void that held power beyond the world, but unfortunately, all he saw was endless crimson and blurriness.

“现世净化回收……，精神净化保留……”

"The...descendants who have passed through the tunnel... need to gather intelligence."

As the man in the black robe muttered to himself, his body began to undergo new changes. The other hand, hidden beneath the robe, was no longer recognizable.

The fingers casually pried open the broken, bloodstained hand, a sight that sent chills down one's spine. On a severed finger, deeply embedded in flesh, gleamed a dull gray ring with a metallic sheen.

With a "pop!" sound, the ring on my finger turned into tiny specks of dust and disappeared.

Almost the instant the ring disappeared, the overwhelming pain that had been falling from the severed arm rushed back up.

"laugh--"

The black-robed man's arms quickly turned as black as his robes, and then rapidly rotted.

The power from beyond the world, after corroding flesh and blood, became even stronger and more rampant. The waste gas that overflowed during its corrosion process alone had already ripped the black robe to shreds.

Flesh and blood were assimilated into an unknown form, but the man in black robes showed no panic. He simply watched the darkness spreading from his arm, absorbing the knowledge within, and then sending it into his vast sea of ​​consciousness.

[Chaos and disorder meet the criteria, therefore it is classified as forbidden knowledge]

[Analysis and comparison begin: Energy density... six standard units, form of existence... adhered space membrane, origin location... [shell] outer layer attachment.]

[Knowledge filtering begins... Useless, useless, useless... Effective knowledge rate: negligible, preparing to delete.]

……

The monsters of the Abyss Order were all shocked. From their perspective, this strange fellow had withstood the erosion of the abyss with incredible strength. Not only that, but he was also able to vaguely utter something despite the impact of the abyss.

It wasn't meaningless screaming, but rather a genuine recitation of something. However, due to the broken throat, few could understand it.

"So... so scary..."

The arrogance and unruliness that belonged only to Zhenling in Shisa's heart had long been crushed by the battle between Kong, Yujin, and the black-robed man.

She was terrified, firstly by the grotesque body and strange movements of the black-robed figure before her, and secondly by the fear that Yu Jin would see through her little tricks.

"How amazing... a person? No, a thing? No, that's not right either... What exactly is this thing?"

Everyone looked warily at the man in black, but Yu Jin was different from them. He was looking up at the sky.

He sensed a powerful consciousness connecting directly to the black-robed man's head through some medium.

Calling it a connection is somewhat inappropriate, because in the embers' perception, the black-robed man's consciousness and that enormous consciousness had a very high degree of similarity.

That's how it should be described. He was merely a "fruit" hanging on a large tree. Due to various reasons, Ember hadn't been able to see the stem connecting the fruit to the tree.

The fruit stalk has grown longer, or perhaps the wind has blown away the leaves that were covering it.

Regardless of the situation, these were things that Ember had never seen before, broadening his horizons once again.

On the other side, the man in black robes finally made a new move. His pain was spread out, and the erosion of the abyss was diluted countless times, making it no longer unbearable.

But he still loathed this unchanging pain, not because he was afraid of the pain, but because, apart from the pain, the abyss that had invaded his body could no longer bring any more valuable information.

"This body... this is the end..."

“The Void… is not… the Descendant… nor is the Abyss… under its control…”

【normal. 】

"But... there are new... arrivals..."

The entire nation is already aware.

【…】

The voice in the black-robed man's mind suddenly stopped, and then a pulling sensation followed—his consciousness was being peeled away from this dilapidated body.

[Higher privileges granted, primary consciousness switch initiated, target: Anfertas.]

Chapter 689 Bearing the Power of Gods

2024-05-25

"呲-"

"boom!"

"Thor's Divine Heart is indeed extraordinary in power!"

Inside the underground Jingli Glass Workshop, the factory, which should have been incredibly dark, was now as bright as day.

The source of these lights was the giant puppet. The puppet stood silently in the open space below, its head, joints, limbs... all filled with thick pipes.

However, the most eye-catching feature was the incredibly dazzling lightning bolt pattern on the doll's chest. It could be said that ninety percent of the light in the entire workshop came from this lightning bolt pattern.

"Boom!"

Lightning surged violently from the doll's chest, its immense power shattering the specially reinforced floor into dust.

In a mere instant, the area beneath the doll's chest had completely transformed into a sea of ​​lightning. Nothing could be seen there except for the purple hue.

The purple ocean of lightning rose upwards, but was blocked by a verdant barrier after reaching a certain height.

"Hurry, hurry, maximum power!" Hazar stood on the steel support, with five other scholars behind him, each with a different expression, and in front of him were a grinning skirmisher and a doctor with a solemn face.

"It can't go any higher! Hazard, if the Void Terminal's power is any higher, it will damage people's consciousness!"

"Do you want others to notice something amiss?"

Nafis, one of the five people behind the Great Sage, stepped forward and shouted at Azar.

"Nafis? Do you want to hear what you have to say? How can mortals stop the power below? Once this power enters the body of the new god, so what if the entire Sumeru people know about it?!"

Azar pointed to the surging sea of ​​lightning below, saying that all this power was going to enter the body of the new god!

Even if everyone in Sumeru knows what the Order Council has done, so what? The power of the gods will destroy all dissenting voices!

"Alright! Let's get this straight today! A new god has been born, so I ask you, where should the Little Lucky Grass King be placed?!"

Hearing Hazard's rebuttal, the hot-tempered Nafis flew into a rage. He rolled up his sleeves, ready to give Hazard a good "reasoning"!

Hazard sneered as he saw that Nafis still seemed oblivious to his place.

"Nafis, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

"The bionic project of the new god is over, and your work is finished."

"Guards! Take Sage Nafis away; he needs to rest."

"Yes!!!"

Several guards standing watch on the steel frame received Azar's order from the void terminal and, without hesitation, took the rampaging Nafis away.

"Hazard, you just wait! We'll see how the Life Theory faction crushes your Confucianism faction later..."

Nafis was just a scholar, without great power, so all he could do was threaten as a last resort.

Generally speaking, Nafi's threat is very useful. The Biophysical School is the largest, most numerous, and oldest school in the Council of Fathers, and its foundation is far superior to that of the other five schools.

As the most recognized figure in the biotheory, Nafis not only possessed first-rate academic abilities but also enjoyed extremely high prestige within the academy.

That's why Azar didn't dare to kill Nafis. If the Communionists went berserk, it could really cause the Council to fall apart.

Nafis's voice grew fainter and fainter until it disappeared completely. The remaining sages, seeing this, fell silent, trembling with fear.

"After cooperating for so long, it took so long to eliminate dissenting voices. The Order of the Fathers is becoming more and more useless."

The doctor, who had been quietly observing the farce from the sidelines, finally spoke after Nafis was taken away.

However, the wise men thought he might as well keep quiet.

"The affairs of the Council of Religion are none of your business, you exile. You just need to do your job properly according to our cooperation agreement."

"I'm just stating the facts. Also, the next step is to attach the power of the Heart of God to the puppet's body, which will be quite a big event, so I hope you won't be frightened."

The doctor smiled and nodded, then went to the control panel.

His hands moved so fast they left afterimages on the control panel, while the entire body of the puppet began to be projected onto the interface.