The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

"Boom!" A muffled explosion suddenly rang out in the air. Crimson fireworks bloomed in the sky, the scattered flesh and blood having an unparalleled adhesive force, outlining several blurry figures in the air.

The doctor, witnessing the scene before him, smiled slightly. All the groundwork laid by so many people had been for this moment!

Although they hadn't revealed the whereabouts of all the Black Blades, it was enough. At least now they had a definite target.

However, to the doctor's surprise, in just a moment, Black Knife revealed his entire form.

Eleven immense auras were released at this moment! The ordinary soldiers in the distance felt as if they had fallen into the deep sea, and even breathing was a luxury.

"Hehe, ruthless and decisive, very good." A forced smile of praise came from behind, making it unclear who was saying it.

"You flatter me. I've already experienced your methods last time. How can we not come up with a countermeasure?" The doctor looked at the eleven identical figures in front of him and smiled confidently.

Has anyone here had contact with him?

【I don't. 】

He's crazy, ignore him.

……

To the executives, Black Knife appeared silent, but in reality, the Black Knife was in an uproar. Everyone was arguing about who had seen the Doctor before.

The silence lasted for a long time. Black Blade was powerful, and the Fools dared not attack first.

The servant glanced at the silent situation, recalled Black Knife's previous actions, and pondered the details of his recent operation. She came to a conclusion that she could hardly believe.

Black Knife is actually preventing unnecessary casualties!

The servant was somewhat bewildered that this assassin organization, which she had never seen before, possessed such a high level of professionalism and adhered to such principles.

"Everyone, get out! This is not something you can get involved in." After a moment of contemplation, the servant chose to trust her judgment. She broke the silence first.

If her guess is correct, then her actions will not only greatly enhance her prestige, but also extend goodwill to these guys in front of her.

The servant was very interested in the person behind the black knife.

The servant had barely finished speaking when the tense atmosphere around them instantly dissipated. The soldiers scrambled to leave into the distance.

It's not their fault; the pressure from the invisible, disappearing methods of the Black Knife was too great, making it hard for them to breathe.

"Let's go!"

"How come I didn't realize before that my servant was so kind?"

"When should we send something to the Hearth Wall House?"

……

The servant's words were like a gentle spring breeze, instantly dispelling all the pressure on the foolish soldiers.

Under the imposing presence of Black Knife and the Executive Officer, it was already quite difficult for ordinary people like them to move around normally.

Not to mention the possible battles to come, the fight against the Black Blade, all the soldiers were prepared to die.

But there's no need for that now. Who would want to die if they could live?

As the Fool's soldiers gradually retreated, the rooster's face darkened. He had just mobilized so many soldiers partly to expose Black Blade's weakness, and partly to exhaust Black Blade as much as possible.

But now all those plans have come to nothing. The rooster glanced at the servant and composed himself.

Internal matters can be put aside for now; dealing with Black Knife is the most urgent task.

He nodded to the executives, indicating that they could begin.

Chapter 119 The Tricky Black Knife

2023-08-28

"Boom!" The moment the auras of the executives changed, Black Blade sensed it. Several death blades, wreathed in black and red flames, shot out, hurtling towards the executives.

The small probing attack, naturally, yielded no results. This attack was more like a declaration of war, reminding everyone—the battle had begun.

The black-clad figures disappeared again, and when they reappeared, they were already beside the puppet.

Before the puppet, slumped on the ground, could react, Black Knife twisted its arm and lifted it up.

No matter when or where, the mission always comes first. So even though the Black Blades wanted a more intense and satisfying battle, they still chose to target the weakest puppet.

The moment the black knife appeared, the girl beside the puppet reacted. The first pair of the three pairs of wings on the back of her head trembled slightly, and pure white feathers fell from them and then disappeared again.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Falling wings appeared high in the sky, transforming into pure white beams of light that descended from the heavens, beautiful yet full of killing intent.

A ray of light appeared in the darkness, while a flowing red light stood in direct opposition to it.

An intensely rich red appeared on San's body, while the black had long since receded to the edge of the red.

That was the aura of death runes, representing the law of "death." The Golden Law requires that even death be governed, so it was sealed away for a long time at the former borderland.

The black flames devoured the wings of the sky, then turned towards the girl in the distance.

The girl's second pair of wings trembled slightly, then the momentum of the black flames suddenly halted, and then dissipated into the air.

As if he had anticipated this, the doctor saw that San's movements suddenly stopped, and immediately transformed into a black shadow, quickly approaching San.

"Sizzle—" The sound of burning flesh rang out, and the Doctor's body, hidden beneath his cloak, underwent a strange change.

Correspondingly, equally black flames rose from the Doctor's body. However, those black flames were not mixed with bright red, but with an unsettling deep purple.

This slice was injected with a large amount of demonic remnants!

The figure in front of him was getting closer and closer. Looking at San, who was still standing there in a daze, the doctor stretched out his palm, which was burning with raging black flames.

With this strike, he intended to disembowel the woman before him and examine her internal structure.

However, just as the doctor's hand was about to touch San, San's figure suddenly moved.

Without dodging or avoiding, she raised her blade, which exuded a strong aura of death, and stabbed it towards the doctor's body.

She actually wanted to trade injuries for injuries!

"Bang!" The black flames exploded upon touching San's body, blasting her figure far away. However, she also delivered her destined death into the Doctor's body.

"Ah—" The doctor knelt on the ground, clutching his chest and letting out a painful cry.

He was now experiencing the agony of his soul constantly disintegrating. Moreover, the power raging within him wanted to kill more than just his fragmented soul.

It even wanted to completely erase the "state" of its slice! The other slices of the doctor could clearly feel that they were beginning to lose contact with the "state" of this slice.

This means that the Doctor in this state has become a thing of the past and can no longer be created by the original body through the slicing technique.

"Heh heh heh... Interesting! Interesting!" The soul gradually disintegrated, but the Doctor recovered after a brief period of adjustment.

He was now both terrified and excited. He was terrified that the black-clad figure before him possessed the means to completely obliterate him, but excited by the power they wielded, a power he had never seen before.

His curiosity as a researcher constantly spurred him on, making him eager to learn more.

"Rooster, servants, you... hurry and wake the Queen, these... fellows are dangerous." The Doctor's breath had weakened to an extreme.

That power was far too great, as if it were created specifically to create death. None of his methods could stop death from coming.

However, even though he could barely stand, he had already come up with a plan.

The black blades empowered by the runes of death are terrifying; fighting them is futile, as you cannot afford to take any damage, or you'll simply be waiting to die.

The doctor could only hope that Her Majesty the Queen could find a solution. Otherwise, the young girl alone would likely be in grave danger.

"Thud." After saying this, the doctor could no longer hold on, his body collapsed to the ground, and turned to ashes.

The crowd stared at the scene before them in silence for a long time. The doctor, the second strongest among them, had died so simply, which they found hard to believe.

Neither the rooster nor the servant heeded the doctor's advice to go and see the Queen. They each had their own agendas.

The rooster glanced at the doctor's ashes, then at the black knife in the distance, which was setting up the puppet in preparation for surgery, and said:

"Don't be nervous, everyone. You can handle the puppet as you see fit. Just promise to leave until winter afterwards."

Now that the danger of the black knife is clear, the rooster's first thought is how to avoid conflict. Trading the greatly weakened puppet for a chance to live in peace is worthwhile.

Hearing the rooster's words, Black Knife in the distance couldn't help but look up at the smiling old man in front of him.

People who are willing to put everything on the table for trade are rare in any world.

"That's how it is," Black Knife replied with a hint of regret. Although the chance to cause a huge scene was gone, completing Ember's mission quickly was still a worthwhile outcome.

"I won't agree! Rooster, servants, you go see the Queen as the Doctor said, I'll hold them off." The girl's voice hardened for the first time; she rejected the offer.

"Don't underestimate me!" The girl's eyes, which had been half-closed, opened completely, and for the first time, a firm look appeared in her numb and indifferent gaze.

"Pfft—" The scene before them was quite touching, but the laughter coming from Black Knife broke the atmosphere.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Executor." Black Knife said in a mocking tone, as if remarking on something:

"It seems you're not even as good as an ordinary soldier. He 'voluntarily' sacrificed himself to find our trail."

"You'd be willing to settle for just one crippled eighth of a soul?"

"Should we say you're loyal and sentimental, or hypocritical?"

As Black Knife spoke, he pulled the puppet's soul out in full view of everyone.

It was a bewildered, trembling phantom of a young girl.

"Hehehe, feelings are something that, once abandoned, are hard to get back. For that, you should thank us." After saying this nonsensical thing to the puppet's soul, the black knife swung down.

The blade pierced directly through the puppet's soul, and when it emerged from the soul, the blade was already tinged with a faint white light.

The puppet's soul had visibly shrunk. Upon closer inspection, it was found that the puppet's soul was exactly one-eighth smaller than before.

"Attempted murder, yet only received such a minor punishment, tsk tsk tsk, what good luck." Black Knife stuffed the slashed puppet's soul into the puppet's body, then casually tossed it next to the servant.

"This little guy isn't dead either, but we don't know what will happen to him after that." Along with the puppet, a comatose Fool soldier was thrown over, along with an extremely sarcastic remark.

"How about it? Do you want to continue fighting?" Black Knife looked at the three silent executives in the distance, somewhat eager to try.

After saying so many sarcastic things, they should be ready to fight, right?

The servant glanced deeply at the black knife in the distance, then dragged the unconscious puppet and soldier along, kicking the still-lying stragglers as he went, and disappeared into the night.

The rooster followed suit, believing that fighting the Black Knife was pointless. There was no hope of victory now unless the Queen was awakened.

Moreover, judging from all the signs from Black Knife, they really came for the rich man and the puppet, without any other intentions.

"And you?" Black Knife looked at the girl who was alone in the distance.

"Buzz—" The three pairs of wings on the girl's head flapped, and a long, holy murmur came.