Genshin Impact: The Road to Reversal

Chapter 510: The Sequence of Time ()

Diablo pushed time forward once more, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them arrived at another beach. It was already dawn, and just as Kailin was about to look around, she saw a mess all around.

"Where is this place?" Karen exclaimed as she looked at the scene around her.

Broken armor was scattered all over the ground, and the battlefield was littered with corpses pierced by blades, clearly having experienced a great battle.

The scene before her looked familiar, but she couldn't place it for a moment.

"This is the coastal defense area on the shore of Three Harbors Bay, and it has been three days since the tragedy occurred here." Diablo explained.

"Three days?" Karen stared.

"Did you delay the time on purpose?" Mo Yan turned around and asked.

Diablo smiled softly, "Of course. Otherwise, when you see the tragedy happening here, you'll say we're just standing by and watching someone die."

"What do you mean? Am I right? What you are doing now is no different from watching someone in danger without helping!" Karen said angrily with her hands on her hips.

"That's right, you are just avoiding the problem, not solving it." Mo Yan said with a frown.

"But this might be a solution," he said helplessly. "Or do you prefer my repeated reminders of 'history and causality'?"

His gaze fell on the body of a soldier gently battered by the waves, and his voice deepened. "Which is more painful and powerless: witnessing a disaster unfolding with your own eyes and being unable to prevent it, or witnessing its aftermath? I simply chose the latter for you, sparing you unnecessary emotional drain."

"You!" Karin was so angry she was speechless, her chest heaving violently, but she couldn't find the words to refute. She knew Diablo was telling the truth, but the feeling of being forcibly "protected" and isolated from the tragedy also made her feel suffocated and angry.

Mo Yan silently looked at everything in front of him: the charred earth, the scattered debris, the solidified dark red... all of this silently told the story of the brutality of the battle three days ago.

"So, what exactly happened here three days ago..." He sighed and said in a heavy tone.

Diablo didn't answer immediately. Instead, he slowly stepped forward and uttered a profound sentence: "Desire without power is empty talk; possessing power but relying on desire is ambition; possessing power while properly directing desire is the true path of kingship."

"Speak human language." Kailin said coldly.

Diablo turned around and said, "The army camped here is a rebellion against 'Order'. They are also the only rebels recognized by 'Order'."

"Resist...yourself?" Mo Yan's eyes widened.

Hearing this, Kailin immediately reacted: "Oh, I remember that time you almost died from drinking fake wine. It was Yaohui who took us to the underworld to find you, and we came here to find the gate to the underworld."

"Oh? So this has happened to you before." Diablo said in surprise.

"Yeah, you don't know how dangerous it was at that time. Fortunately, Hu Xiaotao changed her mind at the last minute, otherwise he would really have stayed in the underworld." Whenever Karen thought of this, she still felt a little scared.

"That makes it much easier to explain." Diablo lowered his head and thought for a moment.

"As I said before, Jiexiang and Qianshang finally managed to return to the inland with the news, but due to a treacherous scheme, not only was the true situation of the battle concealed, but they were also accused of desertion. Even so, the resistance forces stationed here learned of the Sangyang invasion before anyone else."

"The leader of the rebels is called Ye Fan. Under his leadership, the rebels have repelled countless attacks by the Sangyang people. The defense line here is impregnable. However, no matter how strong a fortress is, it cannot withstand the corruption within." Diablo's voice was filled with a hint of cold sarcasm.

"Ye Fan disciplined his army strictly and focused on fighting the enemy, but he ignored the venomous snakes lurking around him. One of his lieutenants had already been bribed by the Sangyang people."

"Just three nights ago, the Sangyang people launched an unprecedented fierce attack. Simultaneously, the rebellious deputy general and his confidants, at the most critical moment of the defense, opened a breach from the inside, burned food and supplies, created chaos, and even... stabbed him in the heart from behind with a poisoned dagger."

Diablo's words were like a cold chisel, clearly outlining the tragic betrayal and destruction.

"Even after being stabbed in the back, he still didn't fall. He led the remaining troops in a desperate fight, and at the cost of all their lives, he sounded a warning to the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew up on the cruel battlefield, like the whispers and wails of countless dead souls.

On the scorched earth, Ye Fan's last figure vaguely emerged. He was leaning on a broken spear, his back facing the burning camp, the tip of a poisoned dagger protruding from his chest, but he still stood upright.

The scene was fleeting, but it carried a suffocating sense of tragedy and unwillingness.

"Oh, you're always afraid of a traitor." Mo Yan's voice was low, filled with uncontrollable anger and powerlessness.

At this moment, a chilling wind blew again, carrying all the dust on the battlefield towards the center as if it had life. The next second, a "hill" suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield.

It was dressed in black undead armor, its head missing, and a murderous aura emanating from its body. Seeing this, the two were stunned again.

Diablo stepped forward and said, "I'm sure you've seen Ghost before. He's the foremost of the Six Evil Saints, embodying the resentment of everyone here, as well as the resentment of not being able to defend their homeland. Though he carries the weight of millions of souls, his primary consciousness is held by Ye Fan."

"This is... the birth of the ghost..." Karin was dumbfounded.

Looking at the scene before them, she and Mo Yan stood there in surprise.

The ghost stood quietly in the center of the battlefield, like a black monument forged from pain and anger, silently telling the tragedy of betrayal and sacrifice.

The air was filled with heavy sadness and solemnity. Even across time and space, the overwhelming resentment still made people breathless.

Suddenly, Diablo groaned again.

"Okay, let's go on and see how the other evil saints are doing."

He waved his right hand lightly, and in the blink of an eye, the environment changed again.

This time, it was no longer on the coast, but a forest that was burned black by fire.

The tree trunks, like twisted bones, pointed toward the gray sky. The ground was covered in thick ash. The air was filled with a pungent smell of smoke and a suffocating silence. In some places, dark red embers still flickered, like wounds on the earth that had never healed.

"Here again..." Karin looked around and just as she took a step forward, she felt a strange touch under her feet.

She lowered her head and looked at the charred ground. At first, there was nothing unusual, but when she turned it over, she was horrified to find that it was not a charred piece of earth or a branch at all, but a piece of a corpse that had been burned to carbonization and whose shape could be vaguely recognized.