The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

"Didn't I say? We've all fallen into a dream, and the reason is none other than this so-called second seat, isn't it?"

Dixia was radiating a slight warmth from head to toe. She had finished warming up and was eager to get ready for a big battle.

"Heh heh, Jeberlele, have these years of peace made you lose your fighting spirit as a desert citizen? People are shitting on your head, aren't you going to give them a piece of your mind?"

Samel let out a chilling laugh as he coated his new weapon with countless poisons.

The silver scimitar turned multicolored, emanating an ominous aura; probably no one would want to be cut by such a weapon.

"..."

"You really won't die?" Zeberlele looked up at the embers guiding Nilu in the distance.

"Didn't you see this tree rise from the ground with your own eyes? Only a dream can explain it, and the person dreaming is on my side. I can't think of any reason to lose."

Rahman stood up from the ground and began to boast with great confidence.

Looking at the huddle of desert people on his side, and then at the lone Ying and Paimon in the distance, he couldn't help but spout nonsense.

"Looks like the rainforest isn't up to par; it can't even field a decent warrior?"

"Actually, it's mainly because I don't know many people from the rainforest," Yu Jin suddenly jumped over to explain.

Then he darted back to Dina Zede's side. As for why Dina Zede? It's because her family is wealthy. As a young lady from a wealthy family, Dina Zede has studied painting and has met many famous and well-known figures in Sumeru.

"Is it finished?"

"Here, this is a portrait of the clerk, Elhesen. Don't underestimate him just because he's a clerk; my father always praised his wisdom and ability."

Dina Zede gave Ember a lifelike portrait, and then continued to write furiously.

Her eyes gleamed with excitement as she embarked on adventures with her companions and fought side by side against formidable enemies—a scene that had only ever appeared in her dreams, but now she was experiencing it firsthand.

"Hoo..." Dina Zede exhaled. This place could also be considered a dream, but the warmth on her hands was something that could not be felt in a dream.

This is reality.

"Let me think about it..."

"Disciplinary Officer Sino must be incredibly powerful..."

"Master Tinari seems to be quite powerful as well..."

With each stroke of her pen, the powerful figure of Sumeru became clear in Dina Zede's hands.

Chapter 705 A righteous gang fight

2024-06-02

"Shhhhh!"

The pen tip glided across the paper, and one vivid portrait after another was held in Yu Jin's hand.

"Hmm... not having Galura is one thing, but not having Cole either? That girl seems pretty strong, right?"

"Colette? Who's that?"

"Oh, don't worry about it, keep drawing." Yu Jin waved his hand at Dina Zede, telling her not to pay attention to what he had said.

Presumably, Kolai has been busy cracking down on the Fools during this period and has no intention of developing his own career in Sumeru, so it is normal that he is not well-known.

"Take these to Nilu and let her 'capture' these people first!" Yu Jin put away the portraits that Dina Zede had drawn next to her and ran to Nilu's side.

However, while running, he saw Nilu nod at him from not far away.

Ember instantly understood what was happening—the Doctor was coming.

So he temporarily abandoned the idea of ​​having Nel rescue the people and turned around to drag Dina Zede and Nel, the two non-combatants, to the rear.

"Get ready! It's coming! It's coming!" Yu Jin looked up and waved to the crowd waiting in front of him.

Looking at Ying, who was rubbing her hands together in anticipation, Nashida, who was extremely nervous, and several Desia and the others who were eager to try, Yu Jin felt that he didn't need to call anyone anymore.

So many people and they still can't beat the Doctor? Impossible! This time, the advantage is on our side!

"Come on, Nilu, dance."

"But I want to see how they fight."

"Oh, that's fine."

Yu Jin sat on the ground, his plan to admire the dance moves while commenting on the battle was now ruined.

"Mr. Ember, why aren't you fighting alongside everyone?" Dina Zede wasn't the pampered young lady she usually was; she even found a spot and sat down on the ground before Ember did.

"Have you ever seen a strategist step into the fray on his own?" Yu Jin asked, completely oblivious to the fact that he was comparing himself to a strategist.

"Okay... okay."

"Actually, I think it's better to let them resolve their disputes themselves if possible. If I intervene, they won't have a chance to vent their anger."

"Moreover, fighting against powerful enemies is the best way to improve one's strength, especially in a life-or-death struggle like this."

Ember finally explained to Dina Zede, then turned to look at Nel beside him:

"You added the 'immortality' trait to their description, right?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Ember, everything has been thought out!" Nilu nodded with a smile.

“Then you two can actually go over and show off your skills,” Yu Jin suggested to the two of them, and then he saw that Nilu and Dina Zede’s faces were full of embarrassment.

"Well... I still need to draw here, so I won't go into battle."

"I've never been in a fight in my life, so I'd probably just cause trouble if I went up there."

Nelu and Dinazede both shook their heads. They were truly non-combatants.

Paimon had at least seen Ying fighting on several occasions, but the two of them had never even seen a street brawl.

Asking them to go up and fight is asking too much of them.

The space in the distance suddenly distorted, and then, as if vomiting, it vomited a person out of the void.

The mask, the coat, the blue hair—it's definitely the Doctor!

"Go together!"

Desia took the lead, raising her flaming greatsword and charging forward swiftly.

"This is the temple of wisdom."

"Akhmar Flying Kick!"

"Try the scimitar infused with the poison of the desert!"

"King of the Sands, your sacrifice has arrived!"

"Ah!!! Salted fish thrust!"

"boom!"

Flames erupted in the green hall. The Doctor, who had just arrived and hadn't even figured out what was going on, was given a sound beating.

However, among all these moves, the ones that posed the greatest threat to him were neither Rahman's "Akhmar Flying Kick" nor Paimon's "Salted Fish Thrust," but rather the silent Ying and Jade.

Ying instantly appeared behind the Doctor. Without the slightest hesitation, she aimed her sword tip at the Doctor's heart and plunged it in.

Jade rushed to the Doctor's side, picked up the triangular fist blade that Zeberlele had just returned to her, and thrust it straight at the Doctor's eyes beneath his mask.

A sense of crisis swept through his body, and the doctor instinctively compressed the power within him before unleashing it with a sudden burst.

"boom!!!"

The terrifying aura was both a symbol of strength and a technique. After releasing all the power within him, the crowd that had been punching and kicking him were scattered by the surge of power.

The doctor stood up from the ground, but he was no longer as dignified as usual; on the contrary, he looked extremely disheveled.

Flames burned across the coat, leaving charred marks all over it. The oversized coat was torn open by jagged scratches, and it was impossible to tell whether the weapon that caused this had pierced his body.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!" The doctor first patted the flames burning on his mink coat, but unexpectedly a sharp pain shot through his mind.

"Well……"

He shook his head and looked up at the green palace that enveloped him above.

This is a magnificent green palace, decorated not with ordinary gold and silver jewels, but with endless knowledge.

When facing the enemy, this knowledge will be fragmented and forcibly injected into their minds, leaving them unable to think.

When facing allies, the boundless knowledge from the World Tree will teach them how to respond to enemy attacks.

"Did they come prepared?" The Doctor could feel his temples throbbing with pain; fighting under these circumstances was not a good option.

So he cut another part of his consciousness, and a rudimentary slice was born.

However, this slice has no self-awareness, nor its own body. Its sole purpose is to house the endless stream of junk information within the Doctor's Hall of Wisdom.

His mind cleared instantly, and the stinging pain in his head vanished without a trace. The doctor glanced at the crowd around him, a smile spreading across his lips.

"Dealing with you before it's filled is enough!"

"careful!"

When Nasita saw that the doctor's expression had become calm, she realized that he had probably circumvented her information transmission in some way.

"one!"

In contrast to the panic of the others, Samel raised his hand and counted. Then, the doctor's smile froze.

His face, unlike that of an ordinary person, turned ashen, with various colors spreading out, making his face look like a canvas that had been stirred up by a paintbrush.

"Hehe, it seems that the poison I concocted with 80% of my savings is quite effective."

Sammer twirled his colorful scimitar, successfully causing those around him to dodge.

"Samel, the Serpent of the Desert?" The doctor looked at Samel with a face that was ashen, red, and black, recognizing him.

"Oh? It seems someone has finally called me by the right title." Samel raised an eyebrow in surprise when he saw the doctor recognize him.

"I was originally planning to cooperate with you Thutmose to find that so-called Golden Dreamland, but now it seems..."

"There's no need!"

Blackened blood dripped from the doctor's coat. As the poisoned blood was expelled, the doctor's multicolored face returned to its original deathly pale color.

"Buzzing——"