Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

The next day.

The thunderclouds over Inazuma were growing heavier, and the flashes of lightning seemed to indicate the will of the gods.

Su Ming pushed open the door of the hut, wearing formal clothes.

Black shirt, black jacket, and the gems on the gloves glowed with an icy blue light.

The enchanting woman leaned over, a smile on her lips, "Do you still have a headache today?"

Hearing this, Su Ming touched his head and said, "Not bad."

The lady's gaze fell on the windowsill, and a hint of melancholy flashed in her eyes.

There are unfamiliar flowers planted in the flowerpots. The fingernail-sized buds are white yet tender, and the fragrance is light yet addictive.

The lady looked at them, plucked a few flowers with her fingertips, cut off a strand of light golden hair, and tied the branches carefully.

The woman held the palm-sized bouquet in her hand and carefully put it into the young man's chest pocket, "Let's go."

Su Ming put on the mask and nodded slowly.

……

Castle tower.

The majestic and solemn building has stood for years, overlooking the entire Inazuma during thunderstorms.

Gods live there, pursuing eternity with thunder and weapons.

The blonde girl followed Kujo Sara into the castle tower, but saw the woman who had been knocked unconscious on the ground.

Ying looked at the people in the room blankly, her eyelids twitching wildly.

At the top, a woman in purple stood with her back to the world, with lightning surging around her.

At the side, the arrogant executive officer lazily held the black-haired young man's arm and said sarcastically: "They rush in one after another. Is this really a castle tower instead of a street market?"

"Ma'am, you have overstepped your boundaries." General Lei Dian turned around with a cold look in his eyes.

"Oh?" The arrogant woman covered her lips and smiled, her tone teasing, "This is not the first time I've crossed the line."

The blonde girl's eyes flickered and fell on the young man who had been silent.

I don’t know what Su Ming was thinking. The mask concealed all his expressions. I could only see that his black hair seemed to have grown a little longer.

"Ma'am..." Paimon opened his mouth and grabbed the corner of Ying's clothes, "and Disaster."

Su Ming doesn't seem to be lazy at all today, and he is dressed so formally.

"This traveler seems to miss us." The lady curled her lips and patted Su Ming's palm, "But we are just diplomatic envoys. The envoys' arrogance does not mean that the Kingdom of Winter is arrogant, right?"

On the side, Su Ming curled the corners of his lips.

Ying was a little speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Because of the consequences of the evil eye, for the Eye Hunting Order and for the people who were suffocating under the closed country, she should say something now and then have a head-on battle with the executive officers from the Kingdom of Winter.

But now, Ying was a little speechless.

Su Ming is right. You can't blame the blacksmith because the weapons he made are too sharp. Since you choose to use weapons, you must be mentally prepared to hurt yourself while killing everyone.

"I know what you are thinking." Su Ming pursed his lips and held the lady's hand tightly. "The Eye Hunting Order, the Locking Order, the Evil Eye... all of these are the fault of the Fatui. So, Traveler, you have to be a hero and defeat us."

As soon as the words were spoken, a gray mist quietly emerged.

At this moment, the executive officer Disaster and the smiling unlucky doctor finally overlapped completely.

The young man was wearing a black mask on his face, with complex patterns carved on the thin mask.

Ying was slightly startled. She couldn't see the expression on her former friend's face, but she suddenly understood what he meant.

Mond was plotting in secret, after all, no one knew that the drunkard was a god, and the Knights would not go to war just because the executor beat up a drunkard.

Liyue is a contract. The Fatui risk their reputation and money to act with the gods.

But in Inazuma, it’s all about manipulation and plunder, and the plan is clearly laid out on the table.

Here, the Fatui are pure evil, fooling the gods and manipulating the Inazuma.

The lady curled her lips and smiled, then pressed Su Ming's palm with her backhand.

The gray mist suddenly retreated, replaced by biting frost. "So, little hero, do you want to challenge me on behalf of those who have been persecuted?"

The woman lowered her head slightly, with a smile on her face.

Ying was slightly startled. She took one last look at Su Ming and clenched her sword tightly. "I want to attack you..."

"Duel." Su Ming interrupted coldly, but his eyes fell on the lady's face, "Are you sure?"

"Of course." The lady's eyes turned cold, and the power of the executive was once again in her hands.

The proud lady held Su Ming's shoulders and whispered something into Su Ming's ears.

"I want you to take my coffin back to Winter Solstice."

As soon as she finished speaking, the lady took a step forward.

Frost spread from the toes, and the temperature of the castle tower dropped again.

The chaotic elemental force exploded instantly, and ice spread to every corner in the blink of an eye.

General Lei Dian's eyes flashed and his fingertips moved slightly.

There was a flash of lightning, and the unconscious Nine-Tiao Sara appeared beside General Lei Dian.

Amid the sound of fighting, Su Ming stood for a moment, looked around, and then sat down on the steps at the general's feet.

He rubbed his head with his hand and directly opened the system panel.

Among the various skills, the book-shaped icons flickered and glowed with the frequency of breathing.

What is more worrying is that the frequency is exactly the same as the headache that started yesterday.

It was as if this little skill had grown hands and feet and was jumping up and down in Su Ming's mind.

The faint scent of jasmine wafted into his nose, and Su Ming couldn't help but close his eyes.

Finally, the ice was dispersed by the waves of fire.

The witch, filled with the aura of destruction, emerged from her cocoon and became a butterfly at this moment.

The red butterfly was reborn in the sea of ​​fire. The lady waved her hand and shot out a flame. "The power of the executive officer is really a burden!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman's figure instantly appeared in front of Ying, and the flames, carrying the breath of death, pressed down on her.

The red butterfly landed on the tender flower, and the delicate petals were burned black.

Su Ming lowered his eyes and held the red in his hand.