Teyvat Survival Guide

Boreas looked at the confused white-haired boy in front of him, and walked slowly around him, with frost spreading from his swift and powerful wolf claws.

He himself doesn't know the reason?

The huge wolf head suddenly came close to the face of the crowned boy, and its distant and wild eyes seemed to want to find out something.

He sniffed.

It's very strange. He has the power of Barbatos, but the bloodline of a dragon, and he can even smell a hint of... the scent of a gale.

Wait… this is…

…seal?

Boreas narrowed his eyes.

It was Barbatos, who had put the brakes on him.

It looks like the situation is complicated...

But the next second, he dismissed his curiosity.

Never mind. This is none of my business.

The anger has been released, and it would be a waste of time to continue fighting.

Then He slowly opened His mouth and said:

“It seems that you are also confused about your own identity.

"The 'trial' ends here. I will help you 'eliminate' those foreign black wolves."

After all, this was one of His purposes.

There were only a few wandering invaders at first, but the trouble caused by the bard caused their numbers to increase dramatically.

He was still dormant at that time and had no idea what was happening.

Until the whimpering of wolves awakened him, when he opened his eyes he saw the heavy casualties among his tribe and the darkness of wanton slaughter.

At the same time, He noticed that Barbatos seemed to be asleep.

Seeing the people under his protection suffer such a disaster, he angrily intercepted the wind that Barbatos used to blow away the snow, causing heavy snow to fall, and added strong winds to bury the group of arrogant outsiders.

But He was just a remnant soul, and even though Barbatos fell into a deep sleep, He could not stop him for long.

So He withdrew His hand, allowing the thousand-year-old wind to continue blowing the snow to the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain.

As He was thinking, He saw the young man slowly nodded and thanked Him.

Boreas couldn't help but sneer.

He knows a lot about human etiquette.

Samuel on the other side was investigating his own elemental power, trying to find out why his elemental power had no characteristics.

After a long time, he finally found something abnormal deep inside his body and turned his gaze to the vague suppression.

When he turned into a human form on the snowy mountain and was gradually unable to distinguish himself because of the confusion of the two voices, it was Lord Barbatos who suddenly appeared and saved him.

It was also from that time that I began to feel this layer of oppression.

At the beginning, I could feel some power being suppressed, but as time went by, I gradually became less aware of this suppression.

But when he concentrated his attention on investigating at this moment, he found that the suppression was still there, without any wavering.

Samuel was overwhelmed with thoughts for a moment.

It seems...

Lord Barbatos was hiding something from him.

However, he did not care about Lord Barbatos's purpose of hiding it from him. He believed that Lord Barbatos must have his own reasons for doing so.

But... that suppression covered his strength...

At this moment, the Wolf Leader spoke up, interrupting his thoughts.

He asked in a low voice:

"What do you want to do?"

Samuel came back to his senses and first gave a brief account of the cause and effect of the incident, from the time when Lord Barbatos found him in the earth veins, to Lord Barbatos wanting to send him home, to the commission and mission He gave him.

He did not hide anything and told Him that he came from another world.

But he only said "another world". As for how the North Wind Wolf King understood it...it had nothing to do with him.

Afterwards, he briefly told Him the plan of "sealing the cracks and defeating the darkness".

Boreas' breathing became heavier and his eyes narrowed.

He didn't know the reason for the sudden increase in the number of black wolves, he only knew that it was the bard's fault.

Samuel felt the air around him getting colder and colder, and the wind speed was slowly increasing, as if an extremely cold storm was brewing.

This was a possible situation he had already anticipated, so he was not too surprised.

Samuel pondered for a moment and said to the Wolf King:

“Can you untie the restraint on me?

"…Or, can you see why Lord Barbatos suppressed my power?"

The flowing cold wind stopped, and he saw a huge wolf head filling his field of vision.

He heard the wolf's low voice warning him:

“I can’t see directly through the suppression to the power of suppression underneath.

"Barbatos has his reasons for suppressing you. Removing it hastily will only make things more troublesome."

Samuel's lips trembled slightly. He understood these principles and also knew that the wolf king might not help him solve them.

but…

"I want power." His tone was sincere, mixed with a request that he himself was not aware of.

"reason?"

“I don’t want to feel powerless anymore because I don’t have the power.”

The wolf narrowed his blue eyes slightly as he looked at the crowned young man in front of him.

After a moment, He slowly spoke:

"I can help you lift a corner of the suppression and give it a try. This is the range I can control. If the situation is not right, I will seal it again."

"Thank you for your help." Samuel said respectfully.

Boreas made a disdainful "tsk".

Then, he closed his deep and sharp eyes, urged the elemental force, and probed into the body of the white-haired boy.

As soon as he entered, the power from Barbatos resisted his going deeper.

The barrier was very firm. After trying to break through it forcefully without success, Boreas moved his mind, mobilized a bit of power that he had almost forgotten, and went around it.

That was the power belonging to the followers of the God of Wind. He felt that the barrier set up by Barbatos would not block this power, and the result confirmed his guess.

Then He saw the suppression at the end of Samuel’s body.

It was not a complete seal. It was composed of two completely different suppression seams, which seemed to suppress two forces separately and mix them together.

He first looked at the suppression on the right and gently lifted the corner.

The power contained in the suppression slowly overflows from it.

He smelled a scent that was extremely familiar to him and that he could not forget to this day.

About three thousand years ago, He had been in a stalemate with the owner of this breath over the competition for one of the seven positions left in heaven.

However, He was not sure, because the breath was too weak, so weak that it could only cause hallucinations and needed to feed on human negative emotions.

This seemed to be just a remnant of Him, with only evil and temptation, and a little bit of the devil's divinity.

But even so, the remnants of the former demon god suppressed in the body of an elemental dragon was enough to surprise and incomprehensible to Boreas.

His breathing became heavy, and Boreas suppressed it again, shifting his attention and looking at the suppression on the left.

He tried to lift up a corner of that oppression.

Feeling the solemn and majestic power on the left, He understood that this was the suppressed dragon bloodline.

Afterwards, Boreas paused, and he heard a gentle call that seemed to come from ancient times after the suppression:

"——The remnant of Gao Tian..."

"——The honor of the lost dragon..."

Almost instantly, Boreas quickly blocked the force, withdrew his consciousness from Samuel's body, and let out a low, hoarse wolf's breath.

Under Samuel's concerned gaze, the wolf's distant eyes revealed surprise and vigilance.

Samuel heard Him whisper in a hoarse voice:

“…Dragon King.”