Chapter 1869: Chapter 1866: Yellow Robe King
When Eugene opened his eyes,
the first thing he did was check his body, especially the state of the Black Flesh Mountain.
Even though he was in the “Demonic Canon Stance,” a state almost unbearable and mentally unstable, Eugene was well aware of how severe the direct attack he suffered was,
and it was entirely the muscle layer formed by the Flesh Mountain that saved his life.
Otherwise, just with his own physical state, it would have been impossible to withstand such a terrifying physical impact.
The [Black Flesh Mountain], as the home of the Shoggoths, must not be damaged.
“Huh!? What’s going on? How is the Flesh Mountain fully repaired? I remember…”
At this moment, Pope’s voice came from beside him.
“With the teacher’s efforts, we were granted a piece of ‘Primal Flesh Chunk’ from the ultimate ancestor god’s throne.
This kind of primal flesh, which concerns the origin of flesh species, can perfectly penetrate the structure level of the Flesh Mountain, perfectly replicating the technical essence left by the Elder Race within the Flesh Mountain. Combined with the teacher’s Time Retrospective methods, naturally, the Flesh Mountain can be restored to its original state.”
“…Thank you.”
Eugene had received care from Mr. Eugene many times before. Although his expression didn’t change much, his heart was filled with gratitude.
At this time, Eugene suddenly realized something:
“Wait, how is the Ultimate Ancestor God also involved? Did you go to participate in the Pointy Meeting…”
His words stopped halfway.
Eugene suddenly noticed something, quickly growing an eye at the back of his head.
About five hundred meters behind him,
a mysterious individual in a yellow robe was sitting silently on the desolate planetary surface, typing seriously on a small portable table.
“Who is this!?”
“The Yellow Robe King. They will accompany us on our next dimensional journey… Oh, and we need to ask for your opinion, Eugene.
Do you still want to join our journey?”
“Of course, I have to go!
We’ve only collected one of the nine ancient corpses so far… If I can collect them all, I will be able to perform more stable and powerful Demonic Canon Fusion.”
“Alright, then let’s wait here.
When Han Dong returns, we’ll set off immediately.”
Eugene, looking cautious, leaned close to Eugene,
even using a private voice transmission by ‘putting their heads together,’ to avoid being overheard by the Yellow Robe.
“Pope! What is going on… How can the Grand Yellow Robe King join our team?”
“I participated in the Pointy Meeting with Mr. Eugene’s arrangement, fully demonstrating our encounter with the Out of Control between dimensions.
Given that the [Book of Dead Spirit] is an exclusive treasure of our world, it must not fall into the hands of the opposing side.
Hence, they arranged for an Old King to accompany us, requiring us to collect the Remnant Pages without alerting anyone, ultimately choosing this Yellow Robe King.”
“…Pope, how much do you know about them?
When we previously played the Element Game, it seemed the Yellow Robe King was absent… My knowledge of them is limited to some rumors and hearsay.
It’s said that they were removed from the Upper Beings for some reason. Is that true?”
“It’s not ‘removed’; rather, their ‘part of the Upper Being’s authority’ was stripped.
Because during the Yellow Robe King’s reign, their mode of action was significantly different.
They hardly participated in any major meetings,
recruited no followers, founded no sects or organizations, nor developed or nurtured any individuals,
In short, their actions were purely selfish, with no contribution to world development, not even a slight influence.
Therefore, part of their authority was stripped away, remaining without voting rights or speaking rights at the Pointy Meeting.
This time, they got a special invitation from the teacher…”
At this point, Pope was suddenly puzzled, seemed to have realized something.
He initially thought that this matter involved reconnecting S-01 with the Black Tower, requiring as many Old Kings as possible to participate, which is why they invited the Yellow Robe King.
But now that he thinks about it,
the voting results of the meeting apparently didn’t include the votes of the [Yellow Robe King]… meaning they still don’t have voting rights, so what was the purpose of inviting them?
‘The Pointy Meeting was the teacher’s responsibility, naturally including whether the Yellow Robe had the qualification to attend.
It was the traveler who found the Yellow Robe to attend, and also recommended the Yellow Robe to join the dimensional expedition.
Could it be? From the start, the teacher secretly allied with the traveler, using the “Pointy Meeting” as a formal channel and legitimized the Yellow Robe’s entry into our team?
Now is the critical time to reopen cooperation with the Black Tower and deal with the invaders. Both middle and upper ranks are very busy, almost without time.
The only one free and meeting the aid criteria is this Yellow Robe King who is completely indifferent to affairs and has been deprived of part of their rights… Making the best use of strong resource?
Truly the work of the teacher!’
At this moment,
Han Dong, wrapped in a black robe, easily crossed space and returned to the team.
Directly reaching his hand to pinch Eugene’s rather broad shoulder, “Oh! Eugene has recovered… Quite sturdy, huh~ After taking such a heavy frontal blow, surprisingly you recovered so well.
Pope should have sought your opinion, right? Do you want to continue with us to explore?”
Squeak~
A strong tentacle grew from the shoulder to flick Han Dong’s hand away.
“The Shattered Dimension floats with plenty of Ancient Relics, which allows me to recycle well-preserved corpses… When do we leave? I’m ready.”
“Let’s go now.
But before we set off, we need to meet the ‘new member,’ follow me.’
Han Dong didn’t mind, considering his initial contact with the [Old King] was the Yellow Robe, though it’s been many years and the relationship is still fairly good.
But Pope and Eugene were a bit nervous.
As they approached, Pope’s Starfield Brain was practically static, ceased any thought.
Eugene’s eyes throughout his body shut tight, walked awkwardly, with legs seemingly clenched together.
“Senior, there’s a separate compartment on my planet for you, the writing environment definitely better than here.”
“Is it time to depart?
I’m drafting a new book’s outline and opening chapter… just need a quiet, uninterrupted environment.”
“Yes, under non-urgent situations, we won’t disturb you.”
“Oh, that won’t be a problem, during my writing I still need to chat with people, adjust my state… You three have any questions, come find me anytime for a private talk, I might even come to you.
You each seem to have quite a few fascinating stories up your sleeves.
Moreover, since I’m assigned to assist you in finding the remnant pages, of course, I will lend a hand.”
At this point,
both Han Dong, Pope, and Eugene felt an inexplicable soul adhesion sensation, as if some white tentacles unintentionally bonded their souls, achieving “Soul Binding.”