People are telling stories in Genshin Impact

Dark and deep caves.

Across the iron fence, the lights in the distance are obviously less than a hundred meters away, but the distance between them is like a moat, which cannot be touched at all.

Feng Yan stared at the young immortal on the throne, with more and more doubts in his pupils.

He couldn't comprehend what he saw at all.

Rather than saying that what is in front of him is a fact, Feng Yan is more willing to believe that everything he has experienced here is illusory and an illusion. However, the extremely cold touch in his hand tells him that this is not the case.

Everything you see and hear is true.

"Why...?"

The hoarse voice withdrew a question, and the words floated to the throne with the illusory wind.

The young immortal still maintains that gentle and weird smile, like a sculpture that cannot be touched, as if nothing in the world can make his expression fluctuate in the slightest.

——Once again nowhere.

Feng Yan's heart turned cold again.

This time, not only was the weakness of the spirit swept over, but also the coldness from the whole body seemed to come over,
At this moment, it was like falling into ice.

"Well"

Just at this moment, a whisper came over.

Feng Yan turned his head abruptly, following the sound, he saw a sign of his comrade in arms waking up.

however.

Before Feng Yan could react, the next moment, a burst of silver light flashed.The comrade who was still waking up just now seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber again, as if the murmur just now was just Feng Yan's illusion, and nothing had been changed from the beginning to the end.

"What the hell is this."

Feng Yan rubbed his eyes vigorously, he couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes.

Ding--

In a trance, Feng Yan seemed to catch another flash of light.

He subconsciously looked over and saw another picture hidden in his memory.

a silver spear
It was now leaning against the throne where the young fairy sat, shining with dazzling silver light, like loyal guards surrounding its emperor.

but
Obviously a few seconds ago, it wasn't there at all.
wrong.

It has always been there, but it didn't flash light before, but stayed quietly in the dark, silent.

So why is it now glowing again?
presumably
Feng Yan's heart sank, and a more serious sense of exhaustion flooded his heart, making him almost unable to support his standing body for a moment.

"What did you do to my comrades in arms?"

Feng Yan's weak voice echoed in the dark and deep cave, and there were echoes, but no matter what, it was only his voice, and everything else was silent.

click -

A strange sound suddenly sounded.

"Well"

Another comrade-in-arms is about to wake up.

This time, Feng Yan's reaction was quick, he ran directly towards the comrade in arms.

However, before reaching him, that burst of silver light flashed again, right in front of his eyes, erasing the newly awakened spirit of this comrade-in-arms
The next moment, the light behind him became stronger again, Feng Yan turned his head and saw the spear.

At this moment, it already exudes a stronger light than before, and that light has even illuminated the entire cave, covering the young immortal beside him. …

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Feng Yan was silent.

He knew that no matter what he said, no matter what he did, the people or existence over there would not give him any response.

Will the wind stop at the sight of the wall?

will not.

Will light hide its color because of the deep darkness?
will not.

Does God stop at the murmur of an ant?

will not.

Then
Feng Yan raised his hands with great effort, and then slammed them hard against the iron fence.

Boom-!
pain.

A piercing pain came from his hand, Feng Yan clenched his teeth, but he didn't intend to stop.

Boom-!
With another blow, the iron fence seemed to be dented.

Boom-!Boom-!Boom-!
The iron fence kept making noises, shaking the entire cave, his fist was broken, blood dripped down, Feng Yan turned a deaf ear, and just punched the fence one after another.

Beyond the fence, above the throne remained silent.

In other words, these things are just like what Feng Yan said before, meaningless and not worth their reaction at all.

In their eyes, Fengyan is like Don Quixote who challenges the windmill. No one cares whether he has defeated the windmill, people will only see this fool foolishly challenging the windmill.

Then
What is this stupid human being doing?

unimportant.

However, this time they miscalculated.

Boom-!
With the last sound, the entire cave suddenly returned to silence.

The next moment, there was a sound of breaking, and the iron fence was shattered.

"Ok?"

The young immortal seemed to have finally reacted, a daze flashed in his pupils, and then he was swallowed by a wave of chaos.

He stood up, pulled out the spear, and held it in his hand.

From a height, he looked down at the trembling Feng Yan below.

Feng Yan walked through the broken iron fence step by step, walked out of the cage, and came to the [outside].

But he didn't stop.

One step, two steps, three steps.
He walked in the direction of the throne, his steps were faltering, but he was extremely firm.

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The young immortal raised his spear and aimed the sharp point at Fengyan.

——Specifically, aiming at the God's Eye on Feng Yan's waist.

Perhaps Feng Yan himself didn't realize that the God's Eye appeared on his waist.

Golden yellow, it is the eye of god of rock attribute.

Just like Feng Yan's rock-solid perseverance, the gods finally lowered their eyes for the Qianyan Army coach and gave him the power to change.

But Feng Yan didn't know all this.

In other words, Feng Yan didn't change his body at all.

He is now walking towards the throne step by step, even if the tip of the spear is facing him so straightly, he has no intention of stopping at all.

despair--

He ascended the first steps leading to the throne.

[I am Fengyan, the instructor of the Qianyan Army, and I volunteer my whole life to devote my heart and soul to Liyuegang, for the lighting of thousands of families, and for the peace of the world. 】

Memories emerged in his mind, and the God's Eye on Feng Yan's waist shone faintly.

despair--

Another step, he stepped onto the second step.

[I am the only person in the team without the eyes of God, and at the same time I am the commander of the entire team.It is honorable to sacrifice to defeat the dragon king, but it is meaningless to die here. I don't want to, and I can't let this happen. 】

The golden God's Eye erupted with even more dazzling light, even faintly facing the silver light shining from the spear, forming a situation of balance and confrontation.

despair--

In the last step, he stepped onto the third step.

【Therefore, I will face you, the devil disguised as a fairy. 】

A strong desire burst out at this moment, and the golden eyes of God overwhelmed the brilliance of the silver spear.

At the same time, the surrounding rock elements gathered in his hand, forming a stone sword.

"Well"

Suddenly, another painful murmur came.

But this time, it wasn't his comrade who woke up, but the young immortal in front of him.

"I"

Under the shining of the golden light, the young immortal's pupils regained their clarity for a moment.

Afterwards, the immortal snatched the stone sword from Feng Yan's hand without hesitation.

In the next moment, he swung the stone sword.

But the target he swung his sword was not Feng Yan, and the target the sword stabbed at was not a spear either.

—but himself.

Chi-

The stone sword pierced through the chest of the young immortal.

The blood bloomed like a flower and scattered on the ground.