Corbin and the Crest of Dawn Chapter 2

"The new demon god...?"

Corbin didn't catch the second half of what the man said, and then the man disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

The rocks wrapped around the banquet became extremely soft. He moved his body slightly and the stone powder dissipated in the air. He took out his stiff hands and brushed away the stone fragments left on his body.

When the last bit of stone powder dissipated in the air, a new demon god walked on this land.

Corbin looked at his hands that were shrouded in ink. He was a little confused and his memory was a little chaotic. For the time being, he always felt that his previous hands were definitely not like this.

The black mark spreads all the way to the forearm, like a pair of natural black gloves, and the temperature of the hands is lower than that of other parts of the body.

Corbin patted his head with both hands. His memory was a little fuzzy, like his limbs were stiff, and his head seemed a little unruly.

After exhaling, Corbin just took a step forward and then fell to the ground.

Oh, I stepped on my robe.

Corbin held up his arms, climbed up from the ground with his stiff limbs, and continued walking forward.

There were forest pigs roaming in the mountains. They noticed the scent in the distance and fled very quickly. Even the noisy birds in the treetops disappeared.

When Corbin got tired from walking, he rested under a tree. It was probably spring. Looking into the distance, he could still faintly see the unmelted snow. The sun was very warm today. Sitting under the tree, Corbin felt drowsy.

When he was about to fall asleep, a fruit fell and hit Corbin on the head.

Corbin lay on the ground and covered his head for a long time, unable to recover. If his fingertips were not dry, the pain would have made him think he had been shot.

The reddish apple rolled to the side. Corbin sniffed and raised his head to look at the green apple that didn't look very delicious. There were only four big words in his mind.

"gravity..."

Corbin sat up suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, he made a fist with one hand and punched his palm lightly, he remembered.

He didn't seem to be from this world, and... the person who just pointed the rock gun at him looked so familiar.

Corbin touched his chin, and the memory covered by a thin film slowly came back to life, but the more he thought about it, the darker his face became.

This is Teyvat...

Corbin picked up the green apple next to him, wiped it with his white robe, and stuffed it directly into his mouth. The sour taste was slightly bitter.

Corbin is not an idiot. Although he is in his thirties, he knows a little bit about the popular things among young people. Isn't this time travel, and the situation is a bit complicated.

He glanced at the inexplicable white robe on his body. The clothes underneath were the ones he had worn before. The robe seemed to have appeared suddenly. Even if it was stained with dust on the ground, it would not be dirty. And his hands, too. Fortunately, his body also underwent some changes while he was sleeping.

A small yet unpalatable fruit was just finished by Corbin. The apple core was buried in his hand, he clapped his hands and stood up.

No matter where he is, he is still alone. Living alone is almost the same everywhere. He just changes the place to breathe air, eat, sleep...

Corbin sighed and stopped at a high point in the mountains. He turned his head and looked at the scenery below the mountain. What he saw was a land that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

In the sunlight of this strange world, Corbin could clearly see the dust floating in the air. The sunlight hurt his eyes, and he squeezed out a few tears reflexively.

At this time, Corbin felt a little more real. He came to a world that was quite familiar to him.

He covered his eyes with his hands, and a flash of black came into view.

Corbin's hands were covered with a layer of gray-black, and clear silver lines spread from his hands to his arms in the sunlight.

The hands that were sentient had a different appearance...

Lucien abandoned Corbin in this wasteland, seemingly leaving him to fend for himself, but if Corbin made any noise here, the man would definitely appear again and kill him.

There are few people on the plains of Liyue. There are vague beasts moving in the distant forests. There are no traces of any buildings or human activities.

Corbin walked along the river for a long time, trying to find some indigenous people, but he was extremely disappointed. Except for wild boars and other wild animals, there was no trace of any human beings.

but...

Corbin squatted by the river and looked at his reflection in the water. He always felt that he had become much younger. He did not look like a thirty-year-old man, but rather like the high-spirited man he was in his early twenties. It was a pity that his The mentality is still that of a thirty-year-old, and the dejection on his face has not changed at all.

Corbin found a higher-lying cave nearby. There were water sources and fruit trees nearby, so he wouldn't be hungry. Speaking of hunger, he didn't feel anything at all from when he fainted at home to now. Could it be that he really wasn't human? Already?

After stopping his random thoughts, Corbin went to find a wide and thick leaf to use as a container, picked some fruits he knew, washed them and put them in the cave. Considering that he had to sleep at night, he could only make do with a bed of withered grass in this situation. A bed for one person.

Putting the picked fruits aside, Corbin waited to eat them when he felt hungry.

Corbin lay down and thought about why he was here. The only thing he was sure of was that the world he was in was Teyvat.

He saw Lucien, the sweet flowers on the roadside, the unclear mountains in the distance and the floating rocks in the clouds all told him that this was no longer his original world.

He has heard of cosplay clothes, but now that he is covered in original three-dimensional goods, he does not meet the conditions for traveling to the second dimension. He even still has his mobile phone on him, but he can't use it except to check the time for the time being. It seems to be fixed on the lock screen page.

Corbin didn't know whether he should be happy or sad. Lucien was still walking around this land in his divine costume, which meant that it wasn't the time for the travelers to arrive yet.

I really don’t know if I can survive until that time...

Before going to bed, they lit a fire in front of the cave to prevent any wild beasts from entering at night.

Corbin turned around and was about to enter the cave, but at that moment he seemed to feel something, stopped and looked towards the invisible mountain top in the distance.

It's a pity that even though he can see everything around him clearly in the dark night, he can't see what exists on the top of the mountain behind several layers of clouds.

Corbin fell asleep quickly after entering the cave. The dream was pitch black, as if there was something. When he reached out to touch it, it disappeared, leaving only his hands filled with black marks.

On the top of a distant mountain, the man whom Corbin had seen during the day stood with his hands behind his back, a little warm golden light escaping from his body, but his eyes looked down at the cave in the distance without any warmth.

The new demon god has an aura that makes even the gods fearful. The more powerful the demon god, the more he can feel it. Even if he does not feel any substantial malice, Lucien will not ignore him.

There was something intangible in that breath, like the sharp claws of a beast...

The sky in Teyvat is so beautiful that it seems a bit false, and even the rotation of day and night has a stiff, mechanical feel to it.

A few days later, Corbin looked at the rotten fruits around him and sighed. He couldn't feel hungry.

He took off his white robe. That piece of clothing must not be an ordinary thing. It always emitted a gleaming white light in the darkness.

He buried the rotten fruit in the soil and washed his hands in the nearby river.

Corbin squatted down, and his expressionless face was reflected in the water. His negative and decadent temperament was not very pleasing, and his efforts to squeeze out a smile looked very perfunctory.

As soon as he stretched out his hands toward the water, a huge roar rippled across the land like a huge wave, kicking up bursts of dust. The huge sound was like a huge wave, taking away the hearing of living creatures.

The water waves in the river swayed one after another, like a lotus blooming for a moment.

Corbin covered his ears and accepted the fact that he had temporary tinnitus. He squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. In fact, he couldn't see clearly who made the noise, but the dazzling golden light still made Corbin guess. who is it.

After Corbin's ears recovered and the battle in the distance ended, Corbin stood up, still covering his ears with his hands, and walked towards the place where the fight took place.

The fight between demons and gods is not something that mortals can bear. Corbin looked at the increasing number of broken rocks and uneven land nearby and probably wanted to understand why there was no human activity here.

I don’t know how long they walked, but the figure of the demon god Lucien gradually appeared in front of Corbin. The rock gun in his hand was covered with blood, and even the exquisite clothes were stained with blood stains.

In front of him was an inhuman body that had been cut off at the waist. Even though the body was cut off, the owner of the body was still roaring and angrily yelling. The smell of blood and irritating sounds wore away the patience of the new demon god, Morak. Si raised his rock gun and gave him the final blow.

When the monster died, the impact caused Yan Dao to be shaken in the distance. When he came back to his senses, he saw those cold golden eyes looking in his direction.

The title of the new demon god gave other demon gods the illusion that Lucien was weak and could be bullied. Only the demon gods who survived Lucien's hands would know that this demon god's face as cold as stone had never appeared. Survive any storm.

Corbin looked at him. Different from the cold divinity of Lucien, his eyes were full of desire and sadness. The inherent gloom and negativity made him never be able to laugh.

"Do you also want to fight with me?" God stood in the distance, and a calm voice came over.

Under those amber-gold eyes, Corbin seemed to see his own dying life, but Lucien did not raise the rock gun towards him, but walked over.

The remains and blood of the dead monster gradually turned into ashes under the power of Lucien, and even the smell of blood that floated turned into the smell of vegetation brought by the distant breeze.

How terrifying, the dead thing seemed to have never existed. Even if he knew that the person in front of him was Thorne, the gentle and polite guest in the future, Corbin couldn't help but feel a little trance in his heart. Even though his slow body and heart did not feel fear, he I couldn't help but feel my hands and feet were cold.

Corbin stood at the foot of the stone steps, and Lucien stood on the stone steps in front of him, obviously taller than him.

"No matter who you are, don't harm innocent humans."

After saying this, Lucien was about to turn around and leave as before, but was caught by Corbin by the lapel of his shirt.

"What am I?" Feeling the dryness in his throat, Corbin's expression was a little strange.

The dark circles under his eyes caused by the reversal of day and night in his memory were still on his face. His clothes, items, and memories all told him that a few days ago he was still in a highly civilized city, but now he couldn't feel it. Hungry and fearful, is he still a human being like this?

A diamond shape loomed in the golden eyes. Lucien didn't speak but held his chin in silence.

"There is the power of the devil in your body, and the human part is slowly escaping. You are becoming a devil little by little..."

Lucien lowered his eyes and looked at Corbin, his expression was indifferent, and there was nothing in his eyes.

"In other words, you are being born from a body that originally belonged to a human."

Corbin stood face to face with the demon in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know how to feel. If he could, he would live a hundred years as a human being and then die. No matter where he was, Corbin didn't like responsibility and trouble.

"You just saw that scene, weren't you afraid?" Lucien leaned forward slightly, staring at the expression on his face with cold and strange eyes.

Corbin raised his eyes and looked at Lucien, the tail of his red hair floating in the air.

"No."

"Weak humans are instinctively afraid of blood and death, and you are losing your instinct."