I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [110]

The great dragon with seven heads and seven crowns loomed above the Teyvat timeline, its form both majestic and terrifying.

In Liyue, the chaos caused by the release of the two gods had finally reached its intended climax, shaking the strings of time and plunging the future into uncertainty.

Zhongli felt neither joy nor fear. There was no celebration for a dream nearing fruition, nor dread of failure.

All he felt was her. All he thought about was her.

Using the uncertainty of the world, he had stirred the tides of time. Following these tides, he delved into the ancient past—two thousand years ago.

It was an ordinary day.
It was an extraordinary day.
It was a day he had long anticipated.
It was a day he had hoped would never come.

Zhongli extended a claw into the river of time, reaching toward that day, where her spirit lay dormant.

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Liyue Harbor, Zhongli’s Residence

The wind and sand still howled outside, but within the house, the Apostles were at ease. They drank tea, nibbled on pastries, and chatted idly.

With the completion of their mission, the system had automatically transferred the massive six hundred thousand-point reward into the Apostles’ accounts.

Fu Hua glanced at her balance, which now totaled 117,000 points, and nodded in satisfaction. As the team’s primary contributor in this mission, she had claimed the largest share of the reward pool.

She was now only a few thousand points away from fully restoring her physical form and memories—an important step in combating the Honkai in her own timeline.

"Perfect," she thought.

Meanwhile, Accelerator leaned back in his chair, a smirk curling his lips as he voiced an audacious thought.

"Do you think Zhongli might fail?"

"What? Fail?" Reimu, caught mid-bite of a pastry, choked in surprise.

"Yeah. Fail." Accelerator gave her a sidelong glance, unimpressed. "Did you forget our conversation? You’re so busy stuffing your face you can’t even remember that?"

"Says the idiot who calls others idiots," Reimu shot back. "At least explain yourself properly."

"I already did, but fine. I’ll say it again for your tiny brain." Accelerator sighed, shaking his head.

"Remember when we went to the Wangshu Inn to find the Yaksha? I told you back then that Zhongli isn’t making nearly enough of a mess compared to the last time he tried this."

Fu Hua raised an eyebrow at the claim. "And what, exactly, counts as a ‘big enough’ mess?"

"The last time," Accelerator began, leaning forward, "we threw an entire world into chaos. Eighty billion people couldn’t escape the disaster. Governments crumbled. Society fell apart. From the elites to the common folk, everyone was lost in the chaos."

"I killed at least a million people myself—though Zhongli brought them back later. But even with him fixing things, at least ten million ordinary lives were lost in the pandemonium."

He smirked, his tone dripping with disdain. "Compared to that, what’s happening in Teyvat? A handful of deaths? A bit of chaos in Liyue Harbor? Even when the gods were unleashed, only the harbor descended into disorder. The rest of Liyue remained untouched—Qingce Village, the Guili Plains—none of it was affected."

"If you want to rewrite history, to resurrect someone, is this really enough?"

Having delivered his argument, Accelerator shrugged. "Then again, I’m no Zhongli. Maybe I’m just blowing hot air, underestimating what he’s capable of."

Fu Hua shook her head slightly. "I hope not. Otherwise, Zhongli would be… truly pitiful."

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Why?
Why isn’t it working?

The crowned dragon tore through the river of time, clawing desperately toward the fragment of Qingli’s spirit. Yet no matter how he reached, it remained just beyond his grasp.

The currents of time refused to yield, blocking him from retrieving the fragment that had sunk to the riverbed.

Why? It’s so close… just a little further!

Rage and despair boiled within him.

Why is it always just out of reach?!

The dragon thrust its claw deeper into the river, ignoring the mounting strain, determined to seize the fragment.

Then, a moment of clarity pierced through his thoughts.

If you push forward recklessly, Teyvat’s fragile history will lose a vital piece.

The dragon paused, his claw trembling.

The consequences unfolded before him—a cascade of events that would irrevocably harm the world.

With great reluctance, he withdrew his claw.

Why?

The dragon had no tears, no expression. Only an empty, aching sorrow.

Why?

His tail swayed as he drifted downstream.

Why? I did everything I could. Why is it still not enough?

Eventually, the dragon returned to the present timeline.

There, the fragment of Guizhong’s spirit lay, clear and pristine, floating near the surface.

"Ah…"

With a weary sigh, he extended a claw, gently retrieving Guizhong’s spirit. With his other claw, he crushed the fragment belonging to the Vortex God, reducing it to nothing.

His task complete, the dragon flicked its tail and vanished into the void.

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Liyue Harbor, Yujing Terrace

Amid the murmurs of the adepti debating their next steps, the two gods—once ferocious and untamed—suddenly froze.

The God of Dust, her flowing robes billowing gently, opened her eyes for the first time. Stars seemed to shimmer within her gaze.

A single tear rolled down her cheek before she dissolved into a cloud of golden dust, merging with the surrounding sands.

The Vortex God sank into the sea, its massive form dissipating into the ocean depths, leaving no trace behind.

The adepti exchanged stunned glances, uncertain of what had just transpired.

The storm abated.
The waves calmed.

The orange glow of the setting sun stretched across the horizon.

And with it, a new night descended upon Liyue.

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T/N: FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK DOOMED LOVE ACTUAL DOOMED LOVE I PRAYED FOR THIS BUT NOW THAT I HAVE IT ITS FUCKED, OH THE FOLLY OF MY WISH

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