The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

“I’m sorry, my old friend, I should have thought of this sooner. Whether it’s Stanley or me, we are friends and that will never change.”

……

The Stormterror was incredibly powerful; its every move could sweep away large groups of adventurers. However, they seemed impervious to injury and fear, always managing to swarm back each time.

Yu Jin sat cross-legged on the ground high above, tossing pebbles and watching the lively scene below, nodding unconsciously.

The "Mond Fitness Conference" was quite well organized.

Chapter 113 The Wind Demon Dragon Cries in Anger

2023-08-28

The Wind Demon Dragon felt extremely irritated. It had originally thought that it could easily tear these ants apart with its own power.

But to his surprise, the glass bubbles on these guys' bodies were quite something. His attack did nothing but shatter those annoying glass bubbles.

Moreover, these glass bubbles always manage to return to the little green men in time, which annoys him to no end.

Fortunately, most of these people could not cause him any harm. The only ones he needed to watch out for were Serius, who would occasionally come and poke his eyes, and Catherine, who flew in the sky.

And then there's the little girl on the ground carrying a large bow. Her own strength is less than a tenth of his, but the large bow on her back always exerts an invisible pressure on him.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Three large arrows shot over, but the Wind Demon Dragon, who had been paying attention, tilted its neck and dodged Fischl's long-prepared attack.

Although the left bow technique is extremely powerful, it takes a long time to prepare. It can be used to catch people off guard the first time, but its effect is not so significant afterward.

Seeing Fischl slumped on the ground in the distance, Stormterror opened its mouth and fired a wind bullet.

"Boom!" A fierce wind raged, and the ground where Fischl stood was instantly torn into a huge crater by the knife-like gale.

However, as the gale subsided, Fischl's figure appeared before the Stormterror. Her body was torn in many places by the howling wind blades, but it healed quickly and visibly, as if nothing had happened.

The shimmering nebula of potions in the air found its target again, converging on Fischl, and a slightly yellowish, transparent protective shield reappeared.

The Wind Demon Dragon nearly coughed up blood at the sight before him. Every single time, it was the same!

These guys seemed to be immortal, and whenever he tried to tear their bodies apart, an immense resistance appeared, making it impossible for him to complete his plan.

Just as Wind Demon Dragon was thinking of attacking again, he suddenly felt something strange coming from his heel—a burning sensation with an extremely high frequency.

The Wind Demon Dragon turned its head and saw a white-haired boy frantically slashing at its hind legs. Although its body was twitching strangely, the pain from each slash was undeniable.

"Cancel, cancel, cancel..." Bennett muttered to himself, having now mastered the trick of the ring straight.

Not only that, he also took a different approach, wielding his original one-handed sword in his left hand and a ring-handled sword in his right. He slashed rapidly—and the one-handed sword in his left hand was enchanted with fire.

Not only was Stormterror surprised to see Bennett, but his companions were also nearly shocked.

To everyone else, Bennett's body was now shaking at an extremely high frequency, like a bent spring.

Is this really something a human could do?

The Wind Demon Dragon stared wide-eyed at the sight before him. In all his years of life, he had never seen such a peculiar human.

But the pain in his heel quickly drew his attention back. If he ignored that strange creature, he might actually shatter his scales.

"Roar!" The Wind Demon Dragon violently unleashed the wind elemental power within its body, and howling winds blew around it.

"Drink! Watch me cancel the after-attack animation!" Bennett shouted with passion as he felt himself being blown away by the wind.

Then he went from lying down to standing upright. Looking at himself holding the ring, ready to strike, Bennett thought he must look really cool.

But why is he still in the air after canceling the after-animation? It's completely useless!

After enjoying a brief moment of peace, the Stormterror's surroundings became noisy again—the adventurers who had been blown away had returned.

I can't bear it anymore, no need to bear it anymore!

Seeing these guys charging again, Stormterror felt he needed to teach them a lesson. He had to show them that the difference in strength couldn't be overcome by numbers!

"Boom boom boom!" The already riddled earth cracked open once more. The wind elemental power, hidden deep within the earth and flowing through the veins of the earth, surged forth!

The dark cracks in the earth began to emit a bluish-white light. Incredibly dense elemental power began to erode the earth, and blue-green dust rose continuously from the ground—the product of the earth being decomposed by wind elemental power.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" As soon as this move was made, the glass bubbles of everyone present shattered instantly. A massive amount of elemental power surged into their bodies.

Life force and elemental force began to fight within everyone's bodies, causing many present to kneel on the ground and cry out in pain.

Only a few seasoned adventurers with extensive experience were still able to stand.

Moreover, their situation is getting worse and worse. In the clash between life force and elemental force, life force is gradually losing ground.

Blue-green dust began to appear on everyone's bodies, and their skin began to gradually disappear under the erosion of elemental power.

However, there was one exception: Catherine. At this moment, she was supporting herself with her hands on the ground, and a huge shield generator on her back was working hard.

Catherine was also equipped with the elemental absorption device of the Trillion Eternal Dragon Beast, which she activated when the surrounding wind element concentration was abnormal.

After increasing her wind resistance, she immediately activated the shield generator, absorbing a continuous stream of wind elements into her body and then further reconstructing them into a shield to release.

But that wasn't all; Catherine still had some power left. Several steel cables shot out from her waist, pulling all her companions lying on the ground in the distance into the shield's range.

But that was all she could do. Protecting everyone from the full force of the Stormterror's attack had already taken a toll on her, and it was impossible for her to be distracted by anything else.

The Stormterror and Catherine were locked in a fierce battle. The former mobilized more of the earth's leyline energy in an attempt to devour Catherine and her companions, while the latter desperately tried to operate the engine hood to resist the elemental erosion.

They were locked in a stalemate, and judging from the current situation, Stormterror clearly had the upper hand. If nothing else unexpected happened, Catherine probably wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.

But how could that be? A purple light wave swept across from afar, and the elemental forces in the air suddenly became as inert as the formless shell.

Both Catherine's shield and the ley line elemental power drawn by Stormterror returned to their original positions.

This situation is undoubtedly more advantageous to the members of the Adventurers' Guild. Putting aside the fact that not many of them can use the Eye of God to begin with, without elemental power, the buffs they themselves receive are enough to give the Stormterror a hard time.

These buffs don't disappear with the Silence ban; it only prevents the casting of spells, not a purification like the Regression principle.

The Stormterror saw that the creatures on the ground were quickly restored to normal under the influence of various buffs, while it couldn't even spit out a single wind blast.

The silence lasted for a long time.

"Wow!" Dvalin suddenly rolled on the ground, venting all the resentment he had been holding back for so long.

Five hundred years ago, he devoted all his efforts to protecting Mondstadt, and even drank that idiot Dulin's blood to prevent it from corrupting Mondstadt.

Do you know how awful that guy's blood tastes?

He himself was poisoned and slept for five hundred years. He also had nightmares for five hundred years, a full five hundred years!

Even if he were a dragon, he couldn't withstand such abuse!

Now look what's happened! He woke up and Mondstadt didn't recognize him? He was furious.

Not only that, they even attacked him! Dvalin glanced at the adventurers in the distance, then "accidentally" rolled towards their location.

Ideally, a few should be crushed to death.

However, Dvalin soon found himself unable to roll, as Ember blocked his way.

"Hey? Why are you crying?" Yu Jin looked at the dark red teardrops on the ground and wondered if he had made a big fuss.

Dvalin looked at Ember, who was squatting on the ground stirring up tears, and knew that all those outrageous things were caused by this guy.

"Don't bother me, I'll leave!" Tvalin decisively gave in, flapped his restored wings, and flew into the sky without looking back.

Yu Jin faced the strong wind and scratched his head.

"Um... is this considered an apology?"

Chapter 114 The Dilemma of the Fools

2023-08-28

"What did you say?" In a luxuriously decorated room at the Goethe Hotel, the woman looked at the debt collector kneeling before her with disbelief.

"Your Excellency, our funds are almost exhausted." Upon hearing the woman's surprised tone, the debt collector lowered his head.

It's best not to provoke the lady at this time. Although he was also puzzled as to why the winter funds hadn't arrived, that wasn't something he could handle. Remaining silent was the best option at this point.

Hearing the debt collector's definitive answer again, even the woman was somewhat stunned. She was actually short of money?

"Tap! Tap! Tap!" The lady's slender fingers tapped lightly on the table; she was considering something deeper.

Has the infighting within the Fatui been this intense while she was away?

But how dare they involve her? Do they really think she's easy to bully?

"Go down. I have my own plans regarding the funding." After thinking for a moment, the woman had a solution in mind.

Watching the door close again, the woman slowly walked to the window. Looking towards the distant ruins of the Wind Dragon, she murmured to herself, "Puchenera, Pantalone, have you underestimated your strength because I've been away from Winter's End for too long?"

"How dare you interfere with Her Majesty the Empress's plans! You'd better not have done it intentionally, or else..."

"Hehehe..." the woman said, then suddenly let out a chilling laugh, and yellow flames began to flicker in her eyes.

……

"Boom!" A violent explosion suddenly occurred in one of the ruins of the Wind Dragon Ruins. The ground bulged up, and then a large plume of black flames surged out, turning the entire ruins to ashes from bottom to top.

From the enormous pit, a tall figure leaped out. She glanced around and chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Everyone's so fast? Looks like I'm the last one."

"It's good that you know." Suddenly, ten identical figures appeared around the ruins, making a total of eleven people, including the one from before.

"Have you found out everything?" Aleto asked, looking at Jiu not far away. Of everyone, only she wasn't on a combat mission.

However, this doesn't mean Jiu isn't busy, because intelligence gathering is necessary to enter Winterfell. Furthermore, the enemy's strength also needs to be ascertained.

"They're quite strong. There are two, no, two and a half very strong guys. We might need to use a combined attack to kill them. As for the others, they're about the same as us in one-on-one combat. There are five of them in total."

“Our target is the latter. And there’s one who’s the weakest.” Jiu replied without pausing.

In the past few days, she has used her powerful perception and concealment abilities to thoroughly explore the entire Winter City.

She then added, "This mission is quite simple. Their queen is busy with some kind of plan and is staying indoors. By the time she discovers us, it will be too late."

"The one we need to worry about is that girl. She's quite strong, but a little weaker than the Queen."

Aleto nodded upon hearing this; this mission was strangely similar to the Night of the Black Knife.

Back then, they had ample intelligence and needed to infiltrate the royal city of Rodel to assassinate Godwin; now, they are infiltrating the Winter Solstice to cripple the executor.

Now we'll see if the walls of Winterfall are as tall as those of Rodel, and if the soldiers are as brave as the knights of the royal city.

"Lead the way, let's go!" At Aleto's command, the black blades vanished once more. They would transform into sharp blades in the shadows, ripping a chunk of flesh from the heart of winter.