The journey to Teyvat from the Abyss Mage

If Mondstadt at that time was a small stage created by pure violent aesthetics, where various forces appeared on stage, like peerless actors performing a good show for some high and mighty being, then Liyue now is a big gambling table, where various forces sit at the table, calculating quickly with the cards in their hands, and suddenly they show their hand, and the chips pile up in front of them, and they start fighting inexplicably.

Because the dealer who deals the cards is called a fortune teller.

The seven stars represented by Ningguang are gambling. They are gambling that for their own benefit, Luomu will fulfill his promise to get the support of the immortals and rule Liyue with people. The Kingdom of Zhidong is gambling. He is gambling that the cooperation between the Abyss and him will be pleasant, so that he can get the Heart of God without any effort. Kong is also gambling. He is gambling that he is hiding deeper than a certain clone monster who doesn't want to be a fairy. He wants to use the last move to kill the fortune teller and completely control him in his hands. Of course, the fortune teller is also gambling. In fact, he is the biggest gambler among all people. If the Abyss is unwilling to cooperate with his plan, if Zhidong or Liyue discovers his arrangement of the Salt of the Earth, if he cannot sit firmly on the throne of the God of Rock...

As for Luo Mu and Ying... they were not gambling, because they were not worthy of being gamblers and could only be two bigger chips.

The fortune teller kept a few cards in his hand, and the player behind the scenes played a few more cards, so Kamisato and Yae came inexplicably, the strange fog in Liyue arose inexplicably, Luomu was about to die unexpectedly, and the matter of the Emperor... was still a fog.

In short, the game is about to end, but the situation is even more unclear.

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The green vines were silently pulled away from Luo Mu's shoulders, Wu Wen carefully loosened his hand, and Luo Mu stood tremblingly. He turned around and smiled at Bai Zhu to express his gratitude, and at the same time pushed Wu Wen's back and nodded to him.

"Go, Liyue needs you." Luo Mu said with a smile.

Looking at Luo Mu's clear eyes, Wu Wen nodded heavily. He walked to the side and somehow activated the teleportation array of the Qun Yu Pavilion. He stepped into the array without looking back and chased after Wu Yan who had already left.

The authority of this group of secret agents is even higher than Luo Mu imagined.

Bai Zhu tactfully took three steps back and turned his back.

"Kid, just do it. This all depends on you." Bai Zhu said loudly with his eyes closed.

Please save Liyue. I never want to go back to a country like Xumi...

At this point, Luo Mu no longer had any psychological burden. He moved his legs, which were as stiff as dead wood, little by little, and moved to the edge of the Qun Yu Pavilion.

Looking down, the black mass of air was right below him. Luo Mu felt sick at the mere sight of it. He forced himself to close his eyes.

"System." Luo Mu said lightly in his mind.

[Yes, command!] The system has never been so servile.

"Are you afraid?"

[I’m scared…]

The system sighed.

The next second, Luo Mu's body leaned forward, and he stumbled towards the ground like a stiff branch in the cold wind from high altitude.

A dark blue gas popped out from the falling Luo Mu's mouth and nose like a ball of torn cotton wool. At the last moment, Luo Mu released Andumari, the Landlord player who was imprisoned by him. For so long, he had said that his usefulness had not been realized except to be bullied by Luo Mu and the system for fun. He was really useless.

But why didn't he just wipe it out, but instead released it at the last minute? Luo Mu couldn't figure it out, and he was too lazy to think about it. If he could survive this disaster, he could just catch this good material for the supporting role.

If I die...

The fall did not continue. While falling, Luo Mu calculated his position and plunged directly into the black cloud of resentment. A bizarre and strange force supported his body. Luo Mu was surrounded by resentment, just like a fish in an aquarium being watched at will.

"What a contradictory soul..." "Evil, darkness, desire, deliciousness..." "A lonely soul, even more lonely than me..."

Whispering whispers poured into Luo Mu's ears unreasonably, tearing at his eardrums and brain like evil spirits. Those resentful thoughts seemed to be able to read people's hearts. They grinned and turned out the dark thoughts that existed or had existed in Luo Mu's heart, and the pain and sadness that he had hidden deep in his emotions. They commented and threw them wantonly. They poked Luo Mu's back and accused him of being hypocritical. He hated a certain guy to death, but had to endure his existence. He hated being ignored by others the most, but always hid in a dark corner alone. He hated that ruthless, stupid, and suffocating world so much...

But you insist on being a good person?

In the darkness, Luo Mu curled up tightly, his already broken body making dangerous cracking sounds due to his movements, but he didn't care. Compared with the pain of having his heart cut open and exposed to everyone, the pain in his body was nothing.

Yes, why do I have to force myself to be a good person? Isn't that stupid? Why should I care about other people's emotions? Why should I care about other people's lives? Who am I to care about so many things?

If there is any problem, just kill him!

[Don't let your imagination run wild, keep your heart and soul!] Deep in Luo Mu's consciousness, the spread of darkness was concrete. Looking at the black spots that appeared around him, the system shouted anxiously. It didn't want to be a system for a big villain. In comparison, it still liked the contradictory, dull, and forced calm Luo Mu.

But amid the mutterings of hundreds of thousands of evil thoughts, the system's call was as powerless as the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies.

The system can absorb these evil thoughts, but the prerequisite is that Luo Mu does not lose his mind under their evil words and mental attacks. Otherwise, it will not be Luo Mu absorbing the resentment of the people, but the resentment of the people controlling him.

[Disaster!] The system sighed to the sky. Was it destined to return to that place and become that person's collection?

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In the library of Void Wanzang, a blond gentleman was holding a large ancient book in his hand, reading it carefully word by word. Beside him was a cup of coffee and a golden-red feather.

Now should be the last resort as the little guy said. Feeling Luo Mu's mental decline, Xukong Wanzang thought seriously for a while, then raised the golden feather and waved it slightly in the air.

This is a use of power that does not conform to any worldview. The equipment itself uses the creations created by the equipment itself, and it is in the virtual space inside the equipment... But no matter what, the Key of God Yu Duchen actually played a role.

A blue-haired young man walked past a row of bookshelves and walked towards Xukong Wanzang Otto with a flamboyant smile. He looked exactly like Luo Mu, but he had a completely different temperament. Whether it was his high spirits, his lazy posture, or the waltz steps he took around Otto, they all clearly revealed a unique temperament:

Crazy.

He is not the clown who is crazy and destructive. He is more like... Otto couldn't put it into words. His temperament is too unique. This Luo Mu seems to... not care about anything. He is like a player in the game world. Although he looks like a funny gentleman on the surface, deep down, he has the madness to mock the whole world.

"I didn't expect that such a calm child would create such a spiritual clone." Otto sighed and put Yu Duchen aside. Although he was Void Wanzang, he would feel a headache every time he used Yu Duchen's mimicry, and he didn't know why.

Luo Mu sneered. He picked up Otto's coffee and took a sip: "Who made me the part of him that includes love?"

Otto: "What's the connection between these two things? And... this is pure black coffee, you really don't find it bitter?"

Luo Mu put down his coffee and waved his hand nonchalantly: "Love is always blind and crazy."

"Dazai Osamu." Otto said suddenly.

"What?" Luo Mu didn't understand.

"I said, you are like Dazai Osamu in Bungo Stray Dogs. A madman who appears calm and composed on the surface, sometimes a little eccentric, but dares to go against the world."

"Well, I'll take it as a compliment." Luo Mu smiled and nodded: "Although I prefer the Hong Kong black Moriowa, summoning little loli and so on..." He turned around and waved to Otto as he walked: "I should go, otherwise I will be finished... This sounds weird... Oh, by the way," Luo Mu suddenly stopped again, turned around and said to Otto: "Your coffee is not bitter, maybe you ate too much bitter melon."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Mu disappeared in the library.

Otto glanced suspiciously at his coffee.

"Bitter melon... I should eat something else too." He muttered subconsciously.

Just like what he said to a white-haired girl back then.

In the outside world, Luo Mu, who was almost completely corroded by resentment, suddenly stretched lazily, and like a chick breaking out of its shell, he poked his body out of the eggshell that he was made up of.

But this chick obviously forgot what happened to its body before...

With a click, Luo Mu's right arm broke at his elbow...

Luo Mu picked up his arm with a very interesting expression.

The resentful thoughts were still whispering around him, but these heart-piercing words had no effect on Luo Mu at all. His expression was indeed very sad, but it was obvious that this sadness was entirely for his fallen arm.

You can't control a madman's mind because most of the time, they have no mind.

This is Luo Mu's last gamble. He bets that despite his separated unruly personality, he still has a kind heart.

Obviously, he won the bet.

Luo Mu turned himself into a madman with no taboos, but fortunately, he was a kind madman.

"System, these guys are so noisy, let's eat them!"