Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

Even after all these years, the power of Musou no Blade still remains in the void.

This is a power that ordinary people cannot attain; at least, ordinary blades cannot achieve it.

The power of lightning traveled through the metal blade to his body, and Mu Xian felt his hands gripping the hilt go numb.

However, that's secondary; the more important issue is the overburdened weapons.

Slightly tilting his head to dodge the shattered blade fragments, Mu Xian, hidden behind the mask, felt a sense of irritation.

Even with the blade's position deliberately adjusted, General Lei Dian's ferocious power still caused the sword in Mu Xian's hand to gradually shatter.

—Simply relying on swordsmanship is still too much of a constraint imposed by the weapon in one's hand.

Mu Xian pondered in his heart; his years of combat experience had given him an idea.

Flames erupted in an instant, the power of fire and lightning colliding and reacting.

Boom!

The raging lightning and surging fire elements brought about an explosion far more violent than a normal overload.

The explosion was deafening, but General Thunder realized something was wrong the instant the flames appeared and withdrew.

It can be said that only Mu Xian was affected by the overload explosion.

Even with his superhuman physique, the explosion still caused Mu Xian some minor injuries.

The explosion knocked Mu Xian into the cherry tree behind him. Before Mu Xian could get up, another memory flooded into his mind.

Zaoyou, who is about the same height as now, huddled in a ball on the bed, and because she was afraid of ghosts, she quickly covered her head.

I sat on the edge of the bed and stroked Zaoyou's head through the blanket.

"Don't be afraid, teacher, I will always be with you."

—I remember now, Zaoyou didn't lie to me, I think I really did say that.

As he pondered this, Mu Xian seemed to have forgotten his current predicament...

General Thunder lowered his long sword, the blade of which continued to flash with purple lightning.

The general looked at the man slowly sliding down the cherry blossom tree in front of him, his eyes resolute, focused on only one goal.

The general admitted that the man who could block his blade was quite skilled.

If I could be recruited as a close attendant...

Such thoughts flashed through the general's mind, but he quickly shook his head to dismiss them, looking flustered as if afraid someone would find out.

"Damn it, how could I have such a thought?"

“My personal attendant…there is clearly only one person.”

The thought vanished from his mind, and the general's eyes returned to their resolute and cold gaze.

Pressing down the trembling blade in his hand, a certain goal drove General Thunder to walk in front of Mu Xian.

General Thunder looked at the masked man in front of him, and his previously simple beliefs seemed to waver again.

The man in front of him gave General Thunder a sense of familiarity.

It was as if he would lose something important if he made a single cut.

But... so what?

Anyway, what shouldn't have been lost has already been lost.

Memories of working with Mu Xian kept replaying in his mind. Having reached this point, the general only knew that he had to eliminate all the enemies blocking his way.

Whether it's the shadow sealed within the heart of dreams, the Yae no Miko sent to Sumeru, or this guy who intends to seize the power of the Divine Cherry Tree from me...

The puppet will not tolerate anyone interfering with its plans!

A thunderous roar echoed through the sky as the general raised his long sword, about to strike, when a man who should have been a partner stepped in front of him.

"Get out of the way." The general's voice turned exceptionally cold as she looked down at Frey.

Frey came to her senses and realized that she didn't know why she had used her whole body to protect Mu Xian.

However... thinking of Mu Xian's extremely similar face, Frey seemed to have found the answer.

All the evidence proved that her son had died a month earlier.

but...

"Let him go."

Frey would occasionally have the illusion that the person behind her was her son.

illusion?

Whether it was a misperception or not, Frey knew she didn't want Mu Xian to die in front of her.

Do you know what you're saying?

The general spoke, seemingly regarding Frey as an enemy.

However, unlike when he faced Mu Xian, he drew his sword at the slightest disagreement, and the general spoke to Frey to persuade her.

"Creating dolls requires immense power, and only the Divine Cherry Tree in Inazuma can provide that power."

"This petty scoundrel's meddling could very well ruin the entire plan."

At this point, General Thunder narrowed his eyes: "So, you still intend to stop me?"

A hint of hesitation flashed across Frey's face, but General Thunder's next words made Frey make a decision.

"So, you've once again chosen the outsider over your son?"

The voice struck Frey's mind like a thunderbolt, and the words seemed to awaken Frey's memories.

It was a small alley in Mondstadt, where five-year-old Mu Xian stood alone with his head down.

On the other side stood a boy, his parents, and Frey herself.

Frey began to scold Mu Xian, and then read out the punishment that would follow again and again.

The parents knew the boy had done something wrong, but they still protected him like a shield. The boy, hiding behind his parents, gave Mu Xian a provocative look.

The smug boy boasted about his parents, and even boasted that Mu Xian's mother was on his side.

Memories repeat themselves again and again, sometimes in alleyways, sometimes under windmills...

As little Muxian grew up, when her scolding voices appeared in the house, the entire city of Mondstadt was filled with Frey's scolding.

After that, the boy with his head down was never seen again in Mondstadt...

The memories in her mind silenced Frey; she knew this was her past self.

For the sake of family honor, for the so-called honor, they always chose to sacrifice Mu Xian, and it seems that it gradually became a habit.

So, this time it's that damn habit again...

Frey's expression became complicated. She looked at General Thunder, and then at Mu Xian, who was half-lying on the ground behind her.

Even if they look alike, he is not your son.

There was always a voice in her heart telling her not to move away.

But why not move it?

Frey thought to herself and slowly moved her body away.

No matter what, this time we will not choose outsiders.

Chapter 72 Xuan Donglin tries to cover it up

Seeing Frey back down, General Thunder finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She was always Mu Xian's mother, and the general could never do anything to him.

The general shifted his gaze to the masked man reclining under the cherry blossom tree, and was about to bring down the blade in his hand.

But at that very moment, a small white ball suddenly flew out from the corner, landed in front of the general, and emitted a plume of smoke.

Thick white smoke quickly enveloped General Thunder, but the surging lightning element soon annihilated the smoke.

With the white smoke no longer obscuring his vision, General Thunder's vision became clear again, and he immediately looked in the direction of the Divine Cherry Tree.

Sure enough, the man disappeared.

The general's purple eyes flashed with a dark light as he swung his sword forward.

A sharp blade sliced ​​through space, and lightning rained down from the sky.

Looking at the falling lightning, Frey didn't feel particularly scared; instead, she was relieved that the person had escaped.

Looking at General Thunder, she saw that she was gazing up at the Divine Cherry Tree in front of her, showing no intention of chasing after it.

"The Golden King Beast has appeared in Heguan."

The general spoke, but it was about something else to Frey: "I have everything prepared, except for the materials for the King Beast."

"I'll go over tonight."

Frey nodded, then fell silent.

Do you know why I stopped you from killing him?

But after a moment of silence, Frey continued, "He really looks like Mu Xian."

"so what?"

The general answered Frey's question with a cold voice, her tone even more resolute than Frey's: "No matter how similar they may look, my only personal attendant is Mu Xian."

"Are you saying you'd rather choose a fake?"

Is it really a counterfeit?

For the first time, Frey was filled with doubt and asked General Thunder a question.

"Do you think Mu Xian is really dead?"

As soon as she said it, Frey paused for a moment, then gave a self-deprecating laugh.

That's a stupid question, since you can see it clearly in the commemorative mirror.