People are telling stories in Genshin Impact

Chapter 185 Redemption and Death
To the west of Mond City, at the observation deck.

Ning Zhe leaned against the wall, looking tiredly at the giant dragon and the figure in the distance.

Beside him, a gray writing brush was quietly floating in the air, as if it had just released a powerful force, and it was now blooming with a faint light.

Wendy took out his harp, plucked the strings lightly, and the soft voice drifted beside Ningzhe.
"Wendy, do you think this method will work?"

Quietly feeling the powerful aura coming from afar, Ningzhe braced himself up, unable to hide the exhaustion on his face.

"I talked to him."

Wendy's hand that plucked the strings didn't stop, the soft sound of the piano continued to come, and his voice was also soft: "After learning about the current situation of being resented by the Mond people, he still agreed to my request .His love for the people has not changed for thousands of years."

"Since that's the case, I'm relieved"

Exhaling slowly, Ningzhe turned his eyes away from the church and looked at Wendy who was playing quietly.

In order to liberate the remnant soul of [Glee Wind Demon God] to the greatest extent, he once again exhausted all his spiritual power, and at the same time released all the power of [Chaotic Source]
This level of power is enough to restore a certain level of power to this demon god, and allow him to remain in the world for a certain period of time.

But the price is that Ningzhe will fall into a period of weakness for a long period of time, during which time he can't even use a little bit of strength.

"Sometimes I really wonder why, as a mortal, you can be recognized by two old men, Clemons and Morax, one after another."

Seeing that Ningzhe's eyes gradually calmed down, and her face was no longer so tired, Wendy said softly: "As a Tevat, I don't yearn for the eyes of God. Now it seems that you are the one who knows best of mortals."

"I know you have many secrets in your heart, but... those are not important, you have proved yourself with practical actions."

Gently plucking the strings, soft notes danced around Ningzhe's side, and the gust of wind whistling past the observation deck couldn't affect it at all.

Ningzhe, who closed his eyes and meditated, didn't seem to hear what Barbatos said. He was completely immersed in the music. The music played by Wendy can soothe the heart and heal his overdrawn spirit.

Under such beautiful music, Ningzhe seemed to return to Liyue Port in a trance.

At this moment, Ning Guang is sitting in the Yuehai Pavilion and working. From the architectural drawings at the corner of the desk, it can be seen that she seems to be planning to rebuild the Qunyu Pavilion.

Gan Yu held a ledger and leaned against the fence of Yujing Terrace to examine it carefully.

Not far from Gan Yu, Grandma Ping was sitting on a stone chair with a smile on her face while Ning Yu was sitting opposite her. It seemed that the two were playing chess.

But looking at Ning Yu's frowning, it seemed that the situation was not good.

Looking down, at the corner of the street, a girl with brown double ponytails was propped up on a chair, her eyes were looking to the north, as if she was missing someone.

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"Seeing" this scene after scene, although Ning Zhe kept his eyes closed, there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Ningzhe's subtle expression changes, Wendy, who had been playing the harp, nodded slightly without any surprise.

His music can go straight to the heart of a person and can elicit what the listener most desires.
Although Wendy himself couldn't see the specific scene, he was able to guess a thing or two from the expression of the listener.

And he has only met one person like Ning Zhe who doesn't move much but just shows a gentle smile.

That was the gentle smile that Morax, the oldest, showed when Barbatos played the harp to his colleagues at the Gathering of the Seven Gods thousands of years ago.

Now time has passed, the past has gone with the wind, but today, he saw the same smile on the face of a mortal again.

For some reason, in Wendy's eyes, the image of a friend thousands of years ago overlapped perfectly with Ningzhe.

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Gently exhaling, Wendy's gaze changed back to normal.

At the same time, he looked to the other side, the battle between [Gale Wind Demon God] and Twalin was coming to an end.

And at this time, the Mond people who had been hiding in the sheltered building gradually poked their heads out. They heard the words of [Gale Wind Demon God], and their hearts were extremely contradictory at the moment.

Is Fengmolong actually protecting them?

The knights of the West Wind Knights also dutifully guarded the people. They did not let the people go back to the shelter building, because they also wanted to witness the result of this battle with their own eyes.

Meanwhile, Angel's Gift Tavern.

Diluc took Kong and Paimon who were still in a coma out of the Goethe Hotel. Given that the status of the two was unknown, Diluc decided to take them back to the angel's gift after thinking about it.

In Di Luke's heart, if he brought Kong to the Knights at this time, maybe this "dirty" organization would use the comatose traveler to make some deals. Instead of the kind of scene that no one wants to see, He might as well have taken care of the travelers himself.

On the way to the tavern, Di Luke naturally also noticed the two incomparably powerful auras in the sky, and also heard the words of the self-proclaimed [Gale Wind Demon God].

The wind demon dragon fighting for the people and the demon god who has passed away for thousands of years and is now making a comeback?
Of course Di Luke didn't believe this story, but the coercion of the demon god was so real that he forcibly suppressed his doubts.

However, in order to prove that he had settled Kong and Paimon properly, he set off directly for Liyue envoy's residence.

Westerly Cathedral.

At this moment, the West Wind Cathedral has become riddled with holes, and the huge statue square is also full of potholes, and even the statue of Barbatos has been blown off a little dust.

"Dragon of the East Wind, are you really going to do this for those mortals?"

Dekarapian had already stepped down from the throne, and his body became a little dim, but the tyrannical aura did not subside in the slightest.

Roar! ! !
However, there were no words in response to him, only the dragon's breath filled with Twarin's anger.

"Humph"

Seeing the dragon's breath rushing towards him, Dekarapian raised his hands and melted the dragon's breath in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon flapped its wings and came straight to Dekarapian.

Waiting for this time.
Almost at the same time, the demon god's remnant soul exhausted all its power, converging it into a spear of wind element, aiming at Twarin's upper neck—to be precise, the strange purple spar on the upper neck .

Ding----

The moment the spar shattered, a piercing pain penetrated into Twarin's heart, and the backlash that forcibly broke through the pollution was devouring the giant dragon.

At this time, a pure white gem flew out from the observation deck in the distance, and submerged into the dragon's body in an instant.

In an instant, a phantom of a pure and holy white tree flashed past, and then it burst into light enough to illuminate the sky.

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The long-lost sense of clarity surged into Twarin's heart. Although the pain was still there, the power of backlash had been completely purified.

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Twarin landed on the top of the West Wind Church, bowed his dragon head and looked at his dragon claws and the broken environment around him, his pupils were full of bewilderment.

What did he do.
At this time, the figure belonging to Dekarapian in the sky gradually dissipated, and the wind wall surrounding Mond City also gradually disappeared.

The dark clouds piled up in the sky had lifted a corner at some point, and a beam shone straight down, as if everything had passed.

The Monds left the building, they came to the street, and looked at the giant dragon resting on the church in the distance.

The sun shines on the dragon's body, adding a sacred taste.

This giant dragon they called [Wind Demon Dragon] actually protected them in the hands of [Gale Wind Demon God].
It turns out that the Fengmolong is actually one of the guardians of the four winds. Is it the dragon of the east wind?
(End of this chapter)