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

It is still raining in Fontainebleau.

But the rain was no longer as heavy as it had been a moment ago. The flood had receded, the sins of the Fontaine people had been pardoned by Navril, and the Star-Eating Whale had been slain by Zhongli in the deep sea, its surging waves having been stopped by Ruo Tuo.

The rain stopped and the clouds cleared up. The people of Fontaine looked up after the disaster, paused for a moment, and cheered for surviving the disaster.

The prophecy was successfully resolved. Fucaros slowly walked out of the Cardinal's Office of Oracle and Judgment, looking at her beloved people. Finally, she stroked her chest with both hands and let out a light and trembling laugh.

In the sea, Tartaglia, who had jumped into the sea as promised, surfaced, brushing against the Piercing Rainbow Spear. On the seabed, the whale pierced by the rock element shrank into a palm-sized remnant soul, which was caught in the hands of Sicock who had come out of retreat.

Behind the scenes, the throne of the God of Water fell apart. The young man with silver hair and golden eyes was silent, looking up at the incomplete sunlight pouring down from the sky.

In fact, the Burial Fire War that tore the world apart is the end of the story of gods and dragons.

That year, after the massacre, the Nibelungen returned filled with hatred for Shen Qianluo, the Son of Justice. A dark shadow swept across the earth. For a time, civilization was destroyed, rivers turned upside down, and evil plagues were rampant.

The young god had no choice but to fight against the will of heaven. In grief, he killed the king of the dragon clan and killed his old friends again and again.

That was a past that even the gods were unwilling to touch. The look in the old friend's eyes before his death was too resentful, sad, and even desolate.

"You are ultimately unworthy of the Dragon Clan!!"

"Shen Qianluo!! Gu Xin was wrong about you. What you did, the withered bones and wronged souls that piled up under your sword—how can you be worthy of the dragon clan? How can you be worthy of the seven dragon kings?! And how..."

"Is he worthy of you?!!"

"..."

Perhaps it rained that day as well.

The long-awaited heavy rain washed away the pool of blood on the earth and submerged the cold remains of the Dragon King. The rain fell on the silver hair of the god, dripping down along the hair tips.

Shen Qianluo opened his mouth but didn't say anything to defend himself.

After that battle, Teyvat was in chaos.

Gods all love people, but he witnessed with his own eyes his mother raining down heavenly nails on the earth, and personally destroyed the mortal kingdom that she had nurtured and cherished.

People should offer their faith to the gods, but later generations no longer believe in oracles. Instead, they hope for things that the gods have not promised, trying to break free from the shackles of fate.

So the heavens were enraged, and in their rage, they once again brought down countless harsh punishments.

He couldn't understand his mother.

I cannot understand why a being who uses sincerity to achieve its own goals is called a god.

I can't understand whether the harsh criticism of raining down the Sky Nail because of fear breakthrough is arrogance or cowardice.

He couldn't understand, so after that battle, the young master of the sky, the eldest son of heaven, the noble young man respected by all the gods, decided to rebel.

He pushed away the position of justice that was within his reach and turned his back on the most powerful ruler in the Nine Heavens. He held up an umbrella in the heavy rain and strolled in the cemetery of the dead.

He looked at his younger brother, his golden eyes emptying out of sight that concealed sadness, and spoke softly in a light but extremely serious tone.

"Ajo..."

"Let us rebel against the laws of nature."

The sky was dark and gloomy, and the vast and empty cemetery was filled with the rotten smell of death.

But he felt that there was a strong wind and heavy rain, and the sky was bright.

Perhaps there are some things that only gods can do.

Only those creatures who have truly accomplished that great feat can be called gods by the world.

He was born a god, and he should live for the pride of being born a god. Even if his death was worthy, even if it only became a topic of conversation after dinner, attracting the attention and admiration of everyone...

He should turn into a fire that burns up the heavens and bestow miracles that will shock millions of people in this world.

Shen Qianluo's eyes darkened slightly.

When the throne of the water god was destroyed, some mysterious power lingered and vibrated invisibly around Teyvat, like rippling water, and parting the tiny cracks in the clouds.

There was a momentary crack in the sky.

The young man just kept gazing at the sky, looking at the Sky Island in the distance.

In fact, Funina didn't know what Shen Qianluo was looking at. She just followed behind him and watched the sea breeze mixed with the residual power of the throne of God, blowing through the boy's hair and clothes.

Shen Qianluo's silver hair was covered under the black robe, and the few strands of silver hair that occasionally appeared were still as elegant and delicate as silk.

At this speechless moment, she suddenly realized that this senior god who had been planning the overall situation and calmly standing in front of her might not be as cheerful and playful as he appeared to be.

His golden eyes were fixed with an expression of overwhelming majesty she had never witnessed before. The god stood tall and slender, his robes fluttering. For a moment, she even had a vision of a monarch-like figure, identical to the Liyue Rock God.

A few whispers were faintly heard from the sky. Shen Qianluo curled up the corners of his mouth slightly, and the bamboo flute started to play a tune.

The solemn and long flute sound blurred the senses of the entire space, and at the moment when Funina behind him was stunned, it instantly penetrated the barrier of the sky.

He contacted Sky Island.

"This is……"

The vague and distorted voice rustled for a moment, and then suddenly conveyed incomparable shock and excitement, "Could it be you!? Young Master... Young Master!! Is it you!?"

"I thought... my young master, it turns out you didn't..."

His expression did not change at all due to the other party's excitement. Shen Qianluo responded softly. His voice was not loud, but it immediately silenced the other end of the communication.

"Don't worry too much, just follow the plan. I'll take care of the results."

"..." The voice on the other end paused for a moment, then sighed and let out a wry smile. "You've been gone for so many years, and the plan really hasn't deviated. After all, what you left behind..."

"Time is running out. We are in this most critical period. I repeat myself." The distortion of space changed rapidly. Shen Qianluo glanced at Fu Nina, who had noticed something, and said concisely, "Don't betray me..."

He paused slightly, his words inexplicably turning into a soft whisper, yet revealing an extreme calmness and authority, "And don't... betray him."

"..." The other party seemed to be speechless for a while, and couldn't help but laugh bitterly, "Ha, you have always been... Shen Qianluo, from the beginning to the end, you..."

The boy raised his hand to block out the rest of the conversation. The space returned to normal at that moment. Finina continued the previous action and was stunned for a moment: "Huh? What just happened...?"

With a faint smile, Shen Qianluo turned his head and spoke in a harmless tone again, "I guess it's because the Water God saved our Fengdan, and he was so ecstatic that he was in a trance from the inside out~"

"Yes, is that so?" Finina was startled by what he said. She felt that it made sense for some reason, but when the young man looked back just now, she always felt that she was terrified by the terrifying oppression of being stared at by the monarch.

It was as if the fear and worship that came from the bottom of my heart filled my heart, and then disappeared completely with the boy's laughter.

It was as if the person before her was still just a kind and playful senior god, and as if everything she had just seen was just an illusion.

is that so……

Fu Nina thought seriously for a while, then finally raised the corner of her mouth and continued Shen Qianluo's words: "Well, in that case, I will reluctantly listen to what you have to say."

However, as the most professional actor...

She doesn't believe it.

Taking a few brisk steps forward, the girl caught up with her divine senior. "Afterwards, I will deal with the Fontaine matter together with my reflection in the mirror. What are your plans next...?"

Walking out of the backstage space side by side, Shen Qianluo looked down at the reborn Water Kingdom: "Well... business is over, I should also... go meet that Villette."