Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

War is cruel.

The war started by the will of heaven was actually a war to kill sharks, and it was full of grief and sorrow, blood and corpses.

As the youngest Dragon King, the Water Dragon King was guarded at the rear by his brothers, and only caught a glimpse of his beloved divine master from afar on the battlefield.

Just one glance, but I felt a heart-wrenching grief.

The sky was dyed red by the vast sea of ​​blood and corpses. The god must have just followed his mother in a new shark-slaughtering expedition. At this moment, he was quiet for a rare moment, standing silently in the drifting sea of ​​blood, holding the dragon wings that were almost torn from his brothers.

The silver hair hanging between his eyebrows is still dazzling under the moonlight, but his figure is tall and slender, and his golden eyes are cold.

All over the mountains and plains, there was a sense of oppression that was extremely unfamiliar to him.

That was the divine power that belonged only to the lineage of Heavenly Principle. It was the brilliance of genius that Shen Qianluo displayed for the first time in front of the gods of the sky in this unprecedented battle as he followed Heavenly Principle.

But the Water Dragon King couldn't understand it.

The torrential rain fell from the sky, probably startling the silent gods. When he looked back suddenly, he only caught a glimpse of the giant dragon's back as it hurriedly left.

The Water Dragon King couldn't understand him.

He was clearly the boy who loved to laugh the most, the most lively and playful boy, but how could there be only endless silence in those golden eyes?

Until I stood silently in a pool of blood...

He was not pursued, nor was he killed.

……

However, God does not favor the dragon clan.

In the end, he succumbed to the pressure of heaven and was sealed in a raging fire, enduring the burning of the flames with his body of pure water.

Year after year, forty years after forty years.

He didn't know how long he had struggled, but he heard that the Fire Dragon King who loved him was also imprisoned in a cage and drowned in the deep sea.

The laws of nature attempted to extinguish the fire with floods and burn the water with fire.

...She will probably get what she wants in the end.

By the time things took a turn for the better, his vibrant young life had faded like a candle flame. The Dragon King's roar turned into a low, mournful wail amidst the smoke and fire, and dazzling sparks burned through his struggling body.

He had practically melted to his bones, falling into the raging fire. The heart-wrenching pain had long since severed his lingering thoughts. Even as he struggled to hold on to his skeletal body, he could vaguely hear hurried footsteps.

…Who is it?

He opened his eyes blurry and tiredly, and the scattered dragon pupils and the golden pupils intertwined in mid-air.

...God, Thousand, Fall.

In just a moment, the chains clanged, the dragon roared, and thousands of dragon bones stood up, as if he had thousands of questions to ask, but he only saw a panicked boy.

A thin boy with trembling fingertips and eyes filled with endless sorrow, dragging a boy covered in dragon roars and sins of killing, but gently stroking his broken dragon skeleton.

…Why?

Heart-wrenching confusion flooded his heart, and his fierce dragon pupils lost their focus for a moment. It was the first time he had seen his teacher with such a sorrowful expression.

Years of battle washed away the boy's innocence, tenderness, and sweet smile. He transformed into a more outstanding god, but inexplicably, sadness settled in him.

"I will save you..."

He heard the god's whispers in his ears, felt delicate fingertips caressing his face, and couldn't help but tremble. In the end, it was for no reason, and the wreckage slowly fell powerlessly...

"Shui'er..."

teacher……

His Adam's apple rolled with blood foam, and he even wanted to mutter this unspeakable name in a low voice. The pressure descending from the sky was like a huge rock hitting a lake, strangling the god's throat.

"Woo!" The boy hit the barrier of the barrier heavily. His pupils suddenly shrank and his delicate neck was grabbed.

That unrivaled voice, questioning, cold, and ferocious, cast a condescending gaze at him.

"Are you, saving him?"

In just a moment, the grass and trees fell down and the sky fire trembled.

"I don't……"

Several hideous red marks were left on the side of her fair neck. In that moment when the whole world seemed to freeze, Shen Qianluo gasped for breath, trembling as he grasped Tianli's arm. His golden eyes were filled with sorrow, "...Mother."

Tianli loosened his hand, perhaps because he had lost interest, and glanced at the Dragon King who was gasping weakly in the flames. The boy fell to the ground with a plop, covering his neck in embarrassment, his thin body suppressing the trembling.

The Dragon King looked at him in amazement.

Staring blankly at the sinister mother and the forbearing son, he thought of how Shen Qianluo always loved to come to the dragon clan to play and laugh, and how he always loved to abandon his status and fight with the little dragons for sweets...

He always loved to stay close to the Dragon Kings, basking in their true love that loved him like a brother...

"I know everything about your affair with him."

His breathing suddenly stopped, and Shen Qianluo looked up suddenly, but he only saw his mother's arrogant arrogance in her golden eyes that were filled with divine power.

"Kill him with your own hands, and use his bones to help you ascend the throne."

The faint light in the boy's eyes froze.

Kill...him?

Kill his students and disciples, kill the Dragon King who always humbly follows behind him, chases him, respects him, and is still willing to let down his guard against him even on the verge of death?

Yes…

He is a god, and he is a dragon.

Standing up slowly and tremblingly, Shen Qianluo took one step after another towards the Water Element Dragon King crawling in the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

He lived in the sky above the nine heavens and had personally witnessed many stories of separation. Dragons, gods, and humans had always been incompatible.

The light of spiritual fire leaped from his fingertips, and the young master of the sky stood in front of the first water dragon king of Teyvat.

The glow of the flames illuminated each other's faces. The god's silver hair was still eye-catching and soft, and his eyes were covered by cascading bangs. The Dragon King held up his huge body and let out an inexplicably solemn wail towards the sky.

The drizzling rain was like an endless stream of jewels, falling into a sea of ​​fire that could not be extinguished, penetrating the sea of ​​bones, the dragon's wings that could no longer shield them from the wind and rain, dripping onto the scarred skull and horns of the Dragon King, and sprinkling onto the god surrounded by huge bones.

Shen Qianluo did not hide. Drop after drop of rain hit the boy's thin shoulders, scene after scene, but it could not extinguish the spiritual fire that came from the origin of the gods.

The sky was filled with the wailing of water. The Water Dragon King did not resist, but simply used his wings to circle the boy who was bearing the gaze of justice. He used his last wings and the flames all over his body to cover the trembling body of the god.

The fire burned fiercely, yet was extremely gentle. The Dragon King looked down at the tiny god, and even without realizing it, his consciousness had begun to fade.

"Shui'er..."

The flames devoured the Dragon King's skeleton. Raindrops fell on his eyeballs, but he no longer felt the cold. The raging fire obscured his vision, but he still kept his dragon pupils open, staring intently at his departing back.

He just watched, watching the boy's silver hair blown by the cold wind, watching his white clothes being stained red with blood, watching him support his young body, step by step, walk to Tianli's side, slightly lowering his head, and reporting in a low voice.

"Mother, it's over."

There was an unquestionable bond between him and the laws of nature, as well as the blood of the entire dragon clan, but the king of water and dragons inexplicably didn't hate him that much.

Because Shen Qianluo never lied to him.

Because when the spiritual fire burned the entire body of the Dragon King, he heard the god's whispering like a raving in the haze and brokenness.

"Shui'er..."

There was a soft sound, as if a drop of water had fallen onto his dragon claw. Facing the gaze of Heavenly Principle and the glaring firelight, the god lowered his head, his silver hair obscuring his jewel-like golden eyes.

But this drop of water was different from the rain. It was warm and slightly salty, unlike any other drop of water the Dragon King had ever tasted in his life. It rolled through his fingers into the mud, moistening his distracted eyes.

'wait for me……'

"Take you home..."