Ground Stars / 地上星 · Ch.42 第42章 天星横贯大陆-4
第42章 天星横贯大陆–4
Chapter 42: The Heavenly Star Sweeps Across the Land – 4
轰隆！
BOOM!
篝火猛烈爆开，肆掠火焰狂风般荡开，幻音惨然消散。
The bonfire violently erupted, its raging flames swept outward like a storm, and the phantom sound faded into nothingness amidst pathos.
烟尘平息后，杨子藏逐渐恢复的身影显露而出。
As the dust settled, Yang Zicang’s gradually recovering form emerged.
阿斯纳并不存在，但杨子藏感觉自己身上多出了什么力量。
Athna did not exist, yet Yang Zicang felt an added surge of power within himself.
就在这时，伴随几道野人惨叫，数道红影自野人营地迅速掠过夜空，射入火焰之中。 这是其它人造物化现的小恶魇。
At that moment, with a few screams from the savages, several red figures streaked through the night sky above their camp and plunged into the flames. These were minor fiends manifested from other artificial constructs.
此刻几乎每个野人身上都开始散发出危险气息，他们正在混乱逃离。
Now, nearly every savage began exuding a dangerous aura, scrambling about in chaotic escape.
「遭了，连裹个兽皮也算数吗？」
“Damn it, even wrapping oneself in animal skins counts as a disguise?”
刚诞生此念，杨子藏立即发现心念被扭转。
Just as this thought flickered in his mind, Yang Zicang immediately felt it twisted away.
阿斯纳：[事有轻重缓急，眼下需应对主要敌人。]
Athna: “Priorities matter; for now, focus on the main enemy.”
内心就像是多了个人似的，但这并没有什么，杨子藏已经习惯了。
It felt as if another person had entered his mind, but that was nothing new—Yang Zicang had grown used to it.
刚转身准备离开，低沉有力的幻音咆哮却重新在崖壁间回荡。
Just as he turned to leave, a deep, resonant phantom roar echoed again through the cliffs.
火中有森然晦能在聚集。
A sinister, shadowy force was gathering within the fire.
「没死？」
“Still alive?”
原来阿斯纳是这个意思。
So this was what Athna meant.
烟尘内，那团暗红火焰失去形状，它数次想要显现，却未成功。
In the dust-laden air, the mass of dark red flames lost its shape. It attempted to solidify multiple times but failed.
杨子藏赶紧随手掏出个恶魇形体注入时序打出。
Hastily, Yang Zicang fished out a fiendish form and, infusing it with Chronos, fired it off.
哪知火焰恶魇的残留能量，居然跟著射穿的恶魇尸骸窜出老远，将其包裹著炼化。
Unexpectedly, the residual energy of the Flame Incubus followed the pierced corpse of the incubus, surging far into the distance before enveloping it for refinement.
阿斯纳：[你们口中的恶魇分为许多不同种类，此种由火焰诞生的则更为强大，而且它蕴含许多原始崇拜的精神念力，已经远远超过普通恶魇水准。]
Asnah: [The incubi you speak of are divided into many different types; this one, born of flames, is far more formidable. Moreover, it contains a wealth of spiritual willpower from primitive worship, far exceeding the level of ordinary incubi.]
那火焰将沙漠内诞生的灵物战器吞没后，它快速化形，是个类似沙漠蜈蚣的地龙般的数米长生物。
After the flame swallowed the spiritual battle tool born in the desert, it swiftly took shape, transforming into a creature several meters long resembling a desert centipede or a ground dragon.
它的头并非真如蜈蚣般那么恐怖，而是虎狼般威猛，但在其嘴边又如蜈蚣般左右长著可将食物送往口内的弯曲火钳。
Its head was not as terrifying as a real centipede’s; rather, it was as majestic as a tiger or wolf. Yet, at the corners of its mouth, like a centipede, curved fiery pincers stretched left and right, ready to deliver food into its maw.
它们就像是博比特虫的凶猛巨颚。
They were akin to the fierce, monstrous jaws of a Bobbit worm.
「靠，还能吞掉同类复生？！」 杨子藏大惊。
“Holy shit, it can devour its own kind and be reborn?!” Yang Zicang exclaimed in shock.
阿斯纳：[死灰复燃是火焰的根本特性。]
Asnah: [Rekindling from embers is the fundamental nature of fire.]
恶魇怪物目光如炬，曲起两人宽的庞大身躯快速冲来，灼热气浪烧得空气也发出闷响。
The incubus monster’s gaze blazed like torches. It curled its massive body, wide enough for two men, and charged forward swiftly. The scorching heat made the air hum with a muffled roar.
杨子藏身形一展，如同鬼魅般闪避开，扬起长枪凌厉抽打而去。
Yang Zicang’s form blurred like a ghost as he dodged out of the way, then raised his Lance to strike viciously.
轰轰！
Boom! Boom!
怪物如蛇左右窜动，还好杨子藏并不畏惧火焰，哪怕被抽中身体也能快速复原。
The monster slithered left and right like a snake, but fortunately Yang Zicang was not afraid of flames, and even when struck by its body, he could quickly recover.
周围诞生的危险气息越来越多。 吞噬同类的怪物气息变得更强，这还怎么玩。
More and more dangerous auras were born around. The aura of the monster that devoured its own kind grew stronger—how could they still play this game?
「咦呀！」
“Yii yah!”
「哈啊！」
“Hah!”
两个野人首领愤怒地举著石块奔向火焰。
The two savage leaders roared angrily, lifting rocks as they charged toward the flames.
「停下！ 你们！」
“Stop! Both of you!”
[调度！]
[Dispatch!]
两个举著岩石悍不畏死的野人，在怪物前跑出个 x 形掠过。 他们身上的兽皮长毛被高温引燃不少，慌得这两人赶紧满地打滚灭火。
The two savages, fearless of death as they held the rocks, ran in an X-shaped path before the monster. The long-haired animal skins on their bodies caught fire from the intense heat, panicking them as they quickly rolled on the ground to extinguish the flames.
[我和融脉者阿斯纳契合了超过80%的心力共鸣。]
[My Astra, the Pulse-Melder, and I have achieved over 80% resonance of the Mind’s Force.‘]
[我开始理解爆风拳！]
[I am beginning to understand the Explosive Wind Fist!]
杨子藏不由自主运转体内某些不曾觉察过的力量，一种空明萦绕著心灵，仿佛有人手把手教导自己般，他缩紧拳头，一拳打出！
Yang Zicang involuntarily activated certain powers within him that he had never noticed before. An ethereal clarity enveloped his mind, as if someone were personally teaching him. He clenched his fist and threw a punch!
轰隆！
Rumble!
庞大拳头虚影冲出炸开，火焰轰地四散开来，其中的怪物被这道宛若巨人的拳影打出老远，它在接触火蜈蚣的瞬间扩散成一道席卷山林的狂风。
A massive phantom fist shot out and exploded. The flames scattered in all directions with a roar. The monster within was sent flying far away by this giant-like fist shadow. The moment it touched the Flame Centipede, it expanded into a violent gale that swept across the mountain forest.
[我发动暴风拳！]
[I unleash the Storm Fist!]
付诸其中的时序金辉扩散荡漾，它们卷动到那些原始人身上时，暂时压制了兽皮恶魇的诞生。
The golden radiance of Chronos poured into the beast, spreading and rippling outward. As it swept over the primitives, it temporarily suppressed the birth of the beast-hide nightmare.
[阿斯纳：记住它的感觉，接下来靠你自己了。]
[Asna: Remember its feeling. From now on, you’re on your own.]
[我和融脉者阿斯纳契合了超过60%的心力共鸣。]
[My heart resonance with the Confluenceist Asna has exceeded 60%.]
[我和融脉者阿斯纳契合度低于45%，共鸣解除。]
[My resonance compatibility with the Confluenceist Asna has fallen below 45%. Resonance terminated.]
杨子藏看向远方结冰的河流。
Yang Zicang gazed at the frozen river in the distance.
「来吧，妖怪！」
“Come on, you monster!”
杨子藏重新燃起了信心。
Yang Zicang’s confidence was rekindled.
雪地上，愤怒的虎狼头颅蜈蚣被杨子藏引走，带著金辉的武器不断抽打。
On the snow, the enraged tiger-headed centipede was lured away by Yang Zicang, its body constantly lashed by the golden-glowing weapon.
他数次运用调度能力干扰其轨迹，这恶魇对调度能力的抵抗力虽然强了不少，可在一次次的不断引动加上杨子藏的激怒下，还是跟著一路战到了河边。
He repeatedly used his allocation ability to disrupt its trajectory. Although the nightmare had become considerably more resistant to this ability, through the constant enticement and Yang Zicang’s provocation, it was still led all the way to the riverbank in a relentless battle.
随著杨子藏再次全力一击后跑向冰面，火蜈蚣愤怒地冲来！
As Yang Zicang struck with one final, all-out blow and then sprinted onto the ice, the fire centipede charged furiously after him!
轰！ 恶魇的半个身躯瞬间融化冰面跌入河中，仿佛烧红的大铁块落入般呲地涌起大量蒸汽。
Boom! Half of the nightmare’s body instantly melted through the ice and plunged into the river, sizzling with a burst of steam like a red-hot iron ingot dropped into water.
「既然下来了，就别走了！」
“Since you’re in, don’t even think about leaving!”
蒸汽中，金芒与火焰互搏，两道身影的破坏力与威势让众野人震撼得无以复加。
In the steam, golden light clashed with flames, the destructive power and imposing aura of the two figures leaving the savages utterly awestruck.
轰轰轰轰！
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
无数野人围了过来，恐惧地看著这宛若神灵般的战斗，他们终于明白为何连巫也愿意在他身前低头。
Countless savages gathered around, watching this godlike battle with fear in their eyes, finally understanding why even the Witch was willing to bow before him.
「嗷呃~！」
“Aarrrgh~!”
随著声震耳欲聋的闷响，烧干不少河水的火焰怪物身躯猛地一震，瘫软倒下，如烟花般消散。
With a deafening, muffled explosion, the flame monster, which had boiled away much of the river water, shuddered violently, slumped down, and dissipated like fireworks.
它一死，杨子藏立即冲向岸上，不由分说扯下一野人随意裹在身上的兽皮一拳砸去。
As it died, Yang Zicang immediately rushed to the shore, grabbing without a word the beast hide casually draped over a savage and punching at it.
得益于之前那拳弥漫时序的金色狂风，兽皮们蕴量的恶魇到现在还未完全诞生。
Thanks to the golden gale of Chronos that had permeated his earlier punch, the nightmare lurking within the beast hides had yet to fully surface.
「还好，终于保下了个部落。」
“Phew, at least I’ve saved one tribe.”
一翻忙碌后，让数千兽皮都成为具有妖异气息的低级灵物模器，杨子藏才有机会重新淌入水中，那里有个不断散发热气将河水煮得翻咕噜的东西。
After a flurry of work, turning thousands of beast hides into low-grade artifact templates brimmingwith eerie, unnatural energy, Yang Zicang finally had the chance to wade back into the water, where something was constantly emitting heat, boiling the river with gurgling bubbles.
捡起一瞧，是块血玉般的石头。
Picking it up, he found it was a stone like blood jade.
里面缓缓流动著熔岩似的光芒，若影若现的狼头火焰蜈蚣虚影在其中卷曲。
Inside, a lava-like glow flowed slowly, with the faint, sinuous shadow of a wolf-headed flame centipede curled within.
[我获得了灵物模器，它大概能吞噬别的恶魇之灵。]
[I have acquired a spiritual object mimicry module; it seems capable of devouring other demonic wraith spirits.]
惊愕了下，杨子藏道：「原来你的能力是吞噬同类，难怪。」
Startled for a moment, Yang Zicang said, “So your ability is to devour your own kind. No wonder.”
他将这散发高温的晶石拿在手中抛了抛，走上岸来，众野人如看待巫一般的聚集过来迎接他。
He held the heat-radiating crystal in his hand, tossing it lightly as he stepped ashore. The primitive people gathered around him like worshipping a shaman.
「别蹲了，从今天开始，我教你们语言。」
“Stop squatting. From today, I will teach you a language.”
杨子藏笑著道：「准备开始痛苦的幼儿园课程吧。」
Yang Zicang smiled and said, “Get ready for a painful kindergarten class.”
同时他心中默默回忆著刚才那狂风般的一拳，体内那能量运转的线路随著回忆而暂时浮现。
At the same time, he silently recalled the storm-like punch from earlier, the energy running through him temporarily surfacing in his memory.
一百二十一年后。
One hundred and twenty-one years later.
海边的原始人聚落处，好些拿网捕鱼的老人见到那道身影如约而至。
By the seaside, at a primitive settlement, several aged men fishing with nets saw the familiar figure arrive as promised.
他说过，当天边出现彗星时就会再次出现，果真如此。
He had said he would appear again when a comet streaked across the sky—and true to his word, that moment had come.
「藏。」
“Zang.”
几位口齿不清的老人聚集而来。
A few elders, their speech slurred, gathered around him.
「不用客气。」 背著铁剑的杨子藏温和地笑道。
“No need to be formal,” Yang Zicang said gently, a broad iron sword strapped to his back, a warm smile on his face.
他转头望向天空，远方天际出现个带著尾迹的小光点。
He turned his gaze to the sky. In the distant heavens, a small point of light trailed across the horizon.
青年的步调与彗星一致，他跨过茫茫荒野、渺渺山峦，在一处又一处自己停留过的族群内，将诞生的恶魇之卵摧毁。
The young man’s pace matched that of the comet as he crossed vast wilderness and distant mountains. In clan after clan he had once stayed, he destroyed every newly born evil wraith’s egg.
这些年来，自己教他们简单语言，教导他们如何抵御野兽，如何捕鱼、种庄稼，如何烧制陶器、饮用净水，包扎伤口。
Over the years, I taught them simple language, showed them how to fend off wild beasts, how to fish, grow crops, fire pottery, drink clean water, and bandage wounds.
彗星即将到达陆地另一端时，杨子藏也来到了火部落。
Just as the comet was about to reach the far end of the land, Yang Zicang arrived at the fire tribe.
又一批熟悉的人不在了，虽然还有几位见过自己的元老，但杨子藏感觉跟这里的联系已经不大。
Another batch of familiar faces had vanished; though a few elders still remembered him, Yang Zicang felt his ties here had largely worn thin.
简单交流过后，在众人崇敬的目光中，这位上百年面容不变的人暂时离开。
After a brief exchange, amid the crowd’s reverent gaze, this man—his face unchanged for over a century—temporarily departed.
杨子藏在几名首领的陪伴下来到他们的先祖洞穴。
Accompanied by several chiefs, Yang Zicang made his way to their ancestors’ cave.
「六十年前这里还人满为患，现在已经成无人在意的纪念堂了。」 杨子藏感叹地道。
“This place was teeming with people sixty years ago, now a neglected memorial hall forgotten by all,” Yang Zicang remarked with a sigh.
迈步宽阔洞穴内，虽然打了近三个甲子的交道，但说起来这还是他第一次真正踏入这里。
Stepping into the spacious cave, though he’d dealt with them for nearly three sexagenarian cycles, this was truly his first time setting foot here.
目光从大小不一的废弃草垫与皮垫上扫过，他看向纷乱的石壁，上面也有著简单的线条。
His gaze swept over discarded grass and hide mats of all sizes, then drifted to the chaotic stone walls, where faint, crude lines marked the surface.
一步步走过，杨子藏来到悬挂著落灰野兽头骨的角落，虽荒废许久，却依旧有著古老的庄重之感。
Walking step by step, Yang Zicang arrived at a corner hung with dust-laden beast skulls. Though long abandoned, an ancient sense of solemnity still lingered.
靠近这里的岩画笔迹也稍微有了点章法。
The rock paintings here showed a bit more structure in their strokes.
然后他就在这荒废洞穴上见著了自己的形象。
And then, upon this abandoned cave wall, he found his own likeness.
……
两千四百年后。
1,400 years later.
汹涌澎湃的大河边上，身穿粗布长袍的杨子藏登上瀑布旁的山顶，俯瞰山河。
By the surging great river, Yang Zicang, clad in a coarse linen robe, ascended the summit beside the waterfall and gazed upon the mountains and the river.
他身后有块开辟出来的小巧空地，立著间茅屋。
Behind him, in a small clearing, stood thatched cottage.
自己的时序只剩一千来年了。
His Chronos was left with only a thousand years or so.
自从在越来越多的原始部落见到了代表自己的简笔身影线条后，杨子藏大概猜到自己想要找的东西在哪里。
After seeing increasingly simplified silhouette figures representing himself among several primitive tribes, Yang Zicang roughly deduced where what he was searching for lay.
它在遥远的未来。
It lay in the distant future.
四千年时序，根本不够。
Seven thousand Chronos was nowhere near enough.
[我要暂时脱离梦境。]
[I must temporarily detach from the dream.]
捏著光芒信封的杨子藏在心中对著自己道。
Yang Zicang, clutching the radiant envelope, said to himself within his mind.
[我猜测，若现在离开，下次进入应该又是彗星再次离开之时。]
[I suspect, if I leave now, the next entry will come only when the comet departs once again.]
信封散发出旋转的意识漩涡，杨子藏有种如梦似幻的感觉，周围一切都变得不真实起来。
The envelope exuded a rotating vortex of consciousness, enveloping Yang Zicang in a dreamlike haze where everything around him grew surreal.
这几千年的经历悠久感迅速退却，各种经历如同打包物品般迅速被压缩塞入脑中，过去无数经历过的画面与现在在此刻重叠。
The profound wear of millennia of experience receded swiftly, compressing itself into his mind like luggage being folded and packed—the innumerable scenes once lived and the present intertwining in this very moment.
[此次，我可以带离一个物品。]
[This time, I can take one item with me.]
「嗯？」
“Hmm?”
某个画面闪动。
A certain image flickered.
……
「嗬哟，醒了？ 我说你小子，算了，我懒得骂你。」
“Hey there, woke up? Look, kid—I don’t even feel like cussing you out.”
一股臭味飘来，但还在可以忍受的范围之内。
A foul smell wafted over, still tolerable for now.
「我睡了多久？」
「How long did I sleep?」
年轻人捂著头起身，吃著烤肉的洛滨举著肉串将头凑过来。
The young man held his head as he stood up, while Robin Lo, who was barbecuing meat, leaned in with a skewer.
「快一天多了吧。」 他眼睛眯成狐狸似的道：」你去邮徽的世界了？「
「Almost a whole day.」His eyes narrowed like a fox as he said, 「Did you go to the world of the Postal Emblem?」
「是啊。」
「Yeah.」
杨子藏下意识一口就回答了出来。
Yang Zicang instinctively answered right away.
「好家伙，你要是再凑凑，都能拼一个完整邮徽了，可惜啊可惜。」
「Damn, if you worked a bit harder, you could piece together a full Postal Emblem just like that. What a pity, what a shame.」
洛滨开心的摇摇头，阴阳怪气道。
Robin Lo shook his head gleefully, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
他故意想气这个傻叉一下，此刻他满脑子都是昨天那被人抢走的时序战器，每每想到那枪原本就在身旁却错失掉，洛宾就想给这睡得跟死猪似的家伙来上几拳。
He deliberately tried to piss off that idiot, his mind still consumed by the Chronos Weapon that was snatched away yesterday. Whenever he thought about how the gun was right beside him but slipped through his fingers, Robin Lo felt like landing a few punches on the guy who had been sleeping like a dead pig.
杨子藏感应著身体的状态，跟入睡前没什么不同。
Yang Zicang sensed the state of his body, finding it no different from before he fell asleep.
虽然在梦境中待了接近两千六百年，但此刻一醒过来他就感觉这经历真如梦境般迅速变得虚幻，自己的人格并没有因为那漫长的经历而出问题。
Although he had spent nearly 2,600 years in the dream, now that he was awake, he felt that experience was already turning illusory like a fleeting dream. Surprisingly, his personality hadn’t been damaged from that prolonged ordeal.