Chapter 46

As many powerful figures reacted with varied expressions, the Great Benevolent Tree King·Buer and the Abyss Prince·Kong also each responded…

Long before the Sky Island summoned the Seven Earthly Archons to meet, Kong, as the Abyss Prince, had already sensed the disturbance.

Yet, as the vessel of Abyssal power, Kong had been excluded from Teyvat’s system—he could not even hear the dialogue between the Great Benevolent Tree King and the world.

Moreover, the Sky Island was beyond his current ability to observe.

“Your Highness, your servant has detected movement from the Raiden Shogun of Inazuma. The Shogun is enraged—she has taken up her blade herself and is slaughtering indiscriminately across Inazuma!”

A Shenyuan Apostle, missing a left leg and a right arm, still crackled with faint lightning that spread across his body; blood-red killing intent materialized from the lightning—a resolve to slay all things.

The Abyss Apostle Yuan Shang spoke with a hint of relief after barely surviving: “The Shogun·Baalzebub has nearly gone mad—she personally slew over one hundred thousand Inazuman nobles, and even one of the Fatui’s Executives lies forever buried on that soil!”

“If not for the backup I left within the Abyss, I too would have been torn apart by the Shogun!”

Kong stared at the lightning on Yuan Shang’s body, his expression grim as he sought to erase it.

Yet.

A force utterly opposite to the Shogun’s usual mindless, thoughtless sword intent—terrible, all-destroying swordlight—sliced horizontally straight at Kong!

BOOM!

A crimson flash of lightning followed, descending with an unstoppable will into the Abyss.

Pfft~

“The Shogun truly has gone mad!”

Kong emerged from a mountain peak shattered by lightning, a trickle of blood dripping from his lips.

“Your Highness, are Itachi unharmed?”

Only then did the many Abyss Apostles react, rushing forward to dig their Prince from the rubble.

“I underestimated Baalzebub’s power this time—but her distant strike cannot harm me!”

Though Kong appeared calm on the surface, his inner mind was deeply grave.

The Shogun, now unbound by all restrictions, possessed terrifyingly excessive power!

Kong now began to understand why the Divine Principle had imposed the Law of Wear upon Teyvat.

Without this law, who knew how monstrously the ancient God’s power might have swollen?

If they lived another few thousand years, Teyvat might have shattered outright in the chaos of divine warfare!

Baalzebub now stood as the perfect example.

When she no longer cared about Wear, no longer expended most of her power suppressing its pressure…

Kong could sense that Baalzebub’s power had drawn perilously close to the shadows of the Four Divine Principles.

And as a God exceptionally skilled in slaughter, she might even directly kill one of the Divine Principles’ Maintainers!

Upon reaching this conclusion, Kong was utterly stunned.

If the Shogun could reach this level, then the Anemo Archon and the Geo Archon were likely no different!

Forcing himself into cold calm, Kong frowned and asked: “What is the current situation of my sister·Lumine? Where is she now? What is she doing?”

To Kong, everything in Teyvat mattered less than his sister.

In this violently turbulent period, he must firmly track Lumine’s movements.

The Abyss Singer·Naner hurried forward to report: “Your Highness, the Princess’s movements have also been strange lately.”

“Oh? How so?”

Kong frowned—he felt everything had been going wrong lately.

“The Princess had been traveling steadily through the Seven Nations as planned, but recently, for reasons unknown, she disrupted her schedule and suddenly went to Sumeru.”

Naner also found it peculiar: “Then, immediately upon arriving in Sumeru, she seemed to receive some message—after mastering the Dendro element, she hastily departed to quickly gather the remaining missing elements.”

“Finally, after mastering all seven elements, the Princess returned to Liyue and sought out a Liyue Immortal, who is now performing a strange ritual…”

The more Kong listened, the stranger it felt: “What kind of ritual?”

“It is said to be an ancient ritual of fortune-shifting.”

Naner pondered for a moment, confused, then described the scene precisely: “And the Princess kept muttering something like: ‘Stay away from non-Europeans, smuggle into the European server— Chengbaizaiciyiju .’”

“Huh?”

Naner didn’t understand the phrase—but how could Kong not?

“It seems Lumine somehow learned something I don’t know…”

From Lumine’s actions, though puzzled, Kong now firmly concluded: she knew far more than he did.

“It seems circumstances have changed—I must make contact with Lumine…”

After a long silence, a low murmur echoed from the Abyss.

…

Sumeru.

Buer walked silently through the endless, sky-blocking rainforest.

Everywhere her eyes reached was green—the same familiar sight.

Familiar…

Yet strangely alien, even absurd, to Buer.

“In my time as Archon, how prosperous was Sumeru? The Grand Library brimmed with elites; every Grand Sage was a wise, accomplished sage. Now…”

Buer sensed the chaotic faith and prayers of this land—the Grand Library now reeked like the Abyss.

Her perception of Sumeru revealed the dwindling numbers of her kin, the Lanaros—this broke her heart.

And Naxida…

She was Buer’s other half, the new sprout Buer had planted long ago to protect Sumeru.

Yet now she was imprisoned within the Palace of Purity and Goodness!

Though Naxida’s status fell short of Buer’s, she was still a true God.

If Buer truly wished to free her, she could devise a dozen methods easily—even if not effortlessly.

But Naxida, as a newborn infant God, had been imprisoned in the Palace of Purity and Goodness from birth—never given the chance to develop a mind…

Thus, though Naxida possessed innate knowledge, she had almost no desire to escape on her own.

“Sumeru! Sumeru! Sumeru!”

Buer murmured the name of her once-protected kingdom, her emerald eyes growing colder with each repetition.

Gods love their followers—this is true.

But for Buer, a God who had undergone full development, one who had fought her way out of the God War…

She would never be as weak as the Salt God·Heu Liya , who would let her followers place a knife at her throat and still not strike back!

At this moment, the mad roar of Baalzebub’s blade echoed from Inazuma.

As the bloodshed in Inazuma intensified, Buer’s gaze toward the Grand Library began to stain with faint traces of crimson…