I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [66]

The Fourth Apostle of the Outer Order?

The Traveler’s thoughts raced.

—This person must be connected to the "Third Apostle," Reimu Hakurei. They must belong to the same organization.

—Could their goal be to kill the Geo Archon and all the adepti of Liyue?

While the Traveler’s mind spun with possibilities, Moon Carver’s thoughts were far more direct.

Standing amidst the fiery clouds that enveloped the heavens, he gazed at Accelerator in the distance and asked bluntly, “The Outer Order? Transgressors of Heavenly Principles? Are you… not of this world, not of Teyvat?”

“Heh! As if I’d answer that,” Accelerator scoffed, the corner of his mouth twisting into a derisive smirk.

With a flick of his hand, dozens of bluish-white plasma beams shot out from the glowing halo above his head, cutting through the blazing inferno around them as they surged toward Moon Carver.

These plasma beams, of an intensity that even Pyro Slimes would struggle to withstand, roared forward. Yet Moon Carver’s molten armor stood firm, deflecting every attack.

The resulting explosions and smoke filled the sky, a tempest of destructive force.

“[Command of Conflagration],” Moon Carver intoned.

At his command, the flames blanketing the battlefield seemed to come alive. They surged toward Accelerator, coalescing into hundreds of fire dragons that roared and writhed within an enormous flaming barrier.

The fiery serpents didn’t strike directly; instead, they burned fiercely, filling the air with searing heat. Even from a distance, the Traveler could feel the oppressive intensity of the flames.

—Is it over?

The thought flickered through the Traveler’s mind as she exhaled, a mixture of relief and unease.

—Could he have been killed just like that?

She shook her head slightly, feeling a pang of guilt at the thought.

But before her musings could deepen, Accelerator’s mocking voice pierced through the wall of fire.

“Tch… not bad for an adeptus,” he sneered.

In an instant, a massive tornado appeared, touching both heaven and earth.

The whirlwind consumed all the flames, drawing them into its spiraling maw. The fiery vortex alone seemed capable of setting the entire Jueyun Karst ablaze.

“Now it’s my turn,” Accelerator announced.

The firestorm suddenly dispersed, the flames and winds crashing down to the ground in a cataclysmic display, as though the heavens themselves had shattered.

Standing amidst the chaos, Accelerator emerged unscathed, his hands casually tucked into his pockets.

“[Command of Ninety-Nine Dragons],” Moon Carver called, his voice resonating with power.

This time, the flames roared with even greater fury. Ninety-nine fire dragons manifested, their blazing forms igniting the entire mountaintop. The ground melted into rivers of molten lava, turning the terrain into a hellscape.

Unable to withstand the intense heat, the Traveler quickly leapt to a nearby rock, one of the few spots untouched by the magma.

—If the aftermath is this devastating, what must it be like at the center?

She glanced toward Accelerator, who now floated above the molten ground. His expression darkened as the heat grew unbearable, even for him.

Though his reflective barrier protected him from harm, the rising temperatures and dense air posed a challenge. Heat, after all, was not a vector that could be deflected.

“Tch… this is getting tedious,” Accelerator muttered.

Hovering in midair, he closed his eyes briefly before snapping them open, revealing a cold determination.

Black and white particles began to swirl behind him, and the halo above his head glowed brighter, radiating an intense light.

The molten lava below him ceased flowing, as though it were subdued by his presence.

“Let’s begin the second round.”

Boom!

A deafening explosion shattered the air as black-and-white wings unfurled behind Accelerator, their massive forms pulsing with power.

In a burst of speed, he accelerated to over thirty Mach in an instant—nearly the speed of light.

In the blink of an eye, he was directly in front of Moon Carver.

The adeptus, caught off guard by Accelerator’s sudden movement, had barely begun to adjust his strategy. His [Ninety-Nine Dragons] formation was still unfolding, leaving him vulnerable.

“[Command of Protection],” Moon Carver invoked, his voice resolute.

The molten sea around him surged, converging into a shield that guarded both his back and his front.

Crack!

The shield held momentarily, but Moon Carver staggered under the strain. His molten armor absorbed the brunt of the impact, but Accelerator’s hand grazed his body, briefly making contact.

In mere seconds, Accelerator’s unparalleled analytical abilities deciphered the structure of the adeptus’ molten armor.

The next moment, the armor shattered, fragments scattering like embers.

Moon Carver, now visibly alarmed, summoned more elemental energy, his instincts urging him to retreat.

But to his surprise, Accelerator made no move to pursue him.

Instead, the white-haired apostle remained still, his expression a mix of complexity and disdain.

“Tch… you’re lucky,” Accelerator sneered, his black-and-white wings shimmering ominously behind him.

“I was ready to finish this in the next second, but it seems the plan has changed.”

With that, he cast a glance at Moon Carver and the Traveler, his sinister grin returning.

“Consider yourselves fortunate.”

Without another word, he ascended rapidly, his wings slicing through the air as he disappeared from view.

For several minutes, silence reigned. Moon Carver carefully dispelled his conjured flames, his expression grave as he approached the Traveler.

“Traveler, what is it you wish to discuss?”

Both the Traveler and Paimon remained shaken, their minds struggling to process the chaotic battle they had just witnessed.

After a moment, Paimon floated forward, her tone unusually serious.

“Moon Carver, what we need to discuss… is related to that apostle.”

“This all started two days ago during the Rite of Descension…”

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