readytorunbook Chapter 829 I'll have to clean up this mess.
Chapter 829 I'll have to clean up this mess.
Hearing Xu Ning's words, the harp's strings vibrated, plucking out a slightly melancholic chord.
"Perhaps what you're talking about is too far in the past, and I've already forgotten it. The only thing I still remember is that boundless, eternally long flood that swallowed up the entire world."
"Remus and I are both trapped by forces we cannot resist. We yearn to surpass them, and even more so, we yearn to bring happiness to everyone in this world. I will forge the will of humanity into one, and in a grand symphony, weave a magnificent rhythm unique to humankind..."
Xu Ning yawned rudely, "Sorry, it's been a long time since I've experienced being preached to while standing here, and I can't help but feel sleepy."
"Let's be realistic. Times have changed. Although the world is still as bountiful as ever, enough to ensure that people living in it have enough to eat and wear, the people you call the world have long forgotten the value of life. Don't waste your calculations and wisdom on them. Just stand still and let me take you all. Then we'll call it a day."
The harp suddenly plucked a slightly playful melody, "But how do you intend to subdue me? I am formless and shapeless, yet I can manifest in countless forms. The will I have unified over thousands of years far surpasses your imagination. Even Boethius, whom you have seen, is merely a manifestation of my will. If I so desire, even my imagination can connect with reality, transforming what I see and hear into what I imagine..."
As the sound waves of the harp spread, Xu Ning and Paimon's location suddenly transformed into the center of a massive golden hall.
Then Kong appeared beside him, along with a young man dressed in blue and wearing a stone mask.
"Brother Xu, Paimon, how did you get involved too?" Kong hurriedly came over and asked.
Paimon pointed, "Isn't it that harp that suddenly appeared... hey?"
Boethius, dressed in red, is standing where the harp was just now.
"I have said that I can take on any form, and Boethius is but one of them. You could have been like Cassiopeia, forgotten souls of the world, but you chose to appear before me. Though I cannot weave your souls into a grand symphony, please remain in the space I have created for you until I become a god and ascend to the supreme throne..."
Before Boethius could finish speaking, Xu Ning suddenly grabbed his neck.
"Unfortunately, both Remus and I were prepared for your existence beforehand. As you just said, you could have been a forgotten ghost, but you chose to appear before me. So, I will leave your fate to me."
As Xu Ning exerted force, the body of Boethius that he was holding vanished like smoke, revealing a golden harp.
The slightly curved bow clicked and clattered between Xu Ning's iron-like fingers, as if it were about to snap at any moment.
Sora, who was standing to the side and hadn't even realized why Boethius had turned into a harp, suddenly noticed a terrifying power emanating from Brother Xu.
He had felt this power when Zhongli glanced up unintentionally while drinking tea, when General Leidian told him, "I will only strike once," and when Fukaros lowered the guillotine blade.
This aura is almost comparable to the power of the top demon gods of Teyvat. In fact, in my perception, this power seems to be born for destruction. In terms of destructive power, it is probably even purer than the power of demon gods. Is this the power that the god of wine should possess?
Kong stared intently at Xu Ning, trying to find the source of this power within him.
If Brother Xu is truly the God of Wine, as others say, then his source of power can only be wine... the Dust Concealing Gourd!
Kong suddenly noticed that Xu Ning's Dust Concealment Gourd was somewhat different.
Although it seems that as Brother Xu's strength recovered and improved, the golden dragon on the Dust-Hidden Gourd gradually transformed from the dragon pattern he initially saw into a relief, and later its whiskers and teeth became vivid and lifelike.
But the golden dragon was ultimately just an inanimate object; its eyes would only light up slightly when the person in green was inside delivering a message.
Now, in Brother Xu's hands, the golden dragon on the Dust Concealment Gourd has extended a claw, tightly gripping one of Brother Xu's fingers.
And on the finger that the dragon claw was gripping, a golden thread could be seen emerging from the dragon claw and wrapping around Xu Ning's finger.
How could the power transmitted through just a single golden thread be comparable to that of the Teyvat Demon God?
This was the first time Kong had ever felt a tremor of fear at the power that Brother Xu possessed.
As Xu Ning exerted force with his fingers, the palace where everyone was located suddenly began to collapse and disappear, and everyone's figures appeared together at the helm of the large ship.
The blue-clad youth who had been standing next to Kong just moments before transformed back into the white cat.
Cat couldn't help but speak up to dissuade Xu Ning, "Lord Saigong, please show mercy. Although Phoebus has committed such a heinous act, it still embodies the will of countless citizens of Remuria. If it is destroyed, I'm afraid they will vanish from this world forever and never be able to come back to life."
Xu Ning smiled slightly, "Of course I won't just destroy it like that."
He casually tossed a box out of the Hidden Dust Cave. "Scylla, come out. Also, bring out the one that Remus entrusted to you for safekeeping. I've carried this with me all the way, and it's time it came in handy."
The box that Xu Ning threw out was the self-sounding music box that Maomao had made him bring along, capable of playing sheet music.
Scylla, who emerged from the Hidden Dust Cave, gave Xu Ning's harp, which was held captive and unable to move, a deep look before spitting out a small musical score.
Xu Ning gestured for Kong to put the sheet music into the self-sounding music box, and then started it.
As a solemn and grand sound rang out, the harp in Xu Ning's hand trembled violently, then suddenly fell silent as if resigned to its fate, and then began to play along with the solemn music playing from the music box.
"This is a requiem."
Scylla said slowly, "Remus hoped that I could bring it to the great ship and play it to put an end to Remuria's wrong path, but unfortunately I failed to live up to His expectations..."
Xu Ning shook his head. "It's not your fault. It's just Remus's nature. If he had noticed something, he should have dealt with everything decisively long ago, but he always ends up being forced to take the final step when things are beyond repair."
"It was like this when we were in Sumeru, and it's still the same here. But it's a bit better than before. They even know to prepare a back door in advance, so at least I'm not forced to erase the traces of their existence. But I still have to clean up the mess they left behind, making me feel like a junk collector."