Genshin Impact: Traveling to Navilette, Fu Fu, here I come

After hearing Violet's words, Barnabas nodded. She was secretly amazed in her heart, what on earth happened to Violet with four complete ancient dragon powers?

Logically speaking, completely different attributes should cause repulsion even if they are powers, but this guy doesn't have this problem at all.

How could she know that Villette's body had been continuously strengthened and transformed, and was no longer the body of the Water Dragon King.

In addition, the magic circle itself may be a creation-level existence, which is very consistent with the power of the ancient dragon. As long as you enter it, you will be completely refined and controlled by yourself.

After a brief moment of consolidation, the two men's aura surged like a surging wave. Villette's energies, imbued with the power of the four ancient dragons, surged and roared like four endlessly surging dragons, blending and blending without a trace of conflict.

The dark blue light of the Power of Water flows like mercury, the red flames of the Power of Fire burn fiercely, the Power of Grass is surrounded by green, as if carrying infinite vitality, but exuding a deadly aura, the purple light of the Power of Thunder shines, and as the light flows, it seems to tear this space apart.

The light was so strong that it was impossible to look directly at it. Every flash was accompanied by tiny cracks in space, like a hideous wound, revealing a bottomless abyss.

Barnabas exuded a cold and murderous aura, as if it was a cold wind from the Nine Nether Hell, able to freeze all life.

The elemental power condensed in her hands surrounded her like a substance. It was a deep purple-black color, like a black hole in the universe, mysterious and dangerous.

The elemental force made a low humming sound as it flowed. This was because Villette had used the power of the abyss to strengthen the elemental force in Barnabas' body in order to resolve the battle as quickly as possible.

They sped along at lightning speed, changing the weather and clouds wherever they passed.

The snow-white clouds in the sky were instantly dyed a strange hue. A fierce wind howled, uprooting trees, and the earth trembled under their imposing force. Before long, the two reached the border of Liyue Harbor.

Liyue Harbor was still bustling, with shops lining the streets and a bustling crowd of people. But at this moment, it was enveloped by a suffocating atmosphere.

The air was filled with tension and fear. People stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky with panic in their eyes.

Sensing the invasion, a golden light slowly rose into the sky, and Morax emerged from within it. He stood in mid-air, his body aglow with rock elemental light, his dignity and majesty undiminished.

The light of the rock element presents a simple and mellow golden color, like the brilliance settled down from ancient times, exuding a calm and heavy atmosphere.

As the light flows, it seems as if countless ancient runes can be seen flashing in it, telling the long history and glory of Liyue.

"Morax, today we are only here for the throne of the God of Rock. If you give up resistance, I can keep a bit of your soul and keep you alive." Villette declared loudly. His voice was filled with unquestionable determination, resounding through the sky like a huge bell, making the air buzz.

Morax looked calm as he glanced at the two of them and said slowly, "Four powers? Judging from their aura, they are all the complete power of the ancient dragons... Ice God Barnabas, are you also going to rebel against the will of heaven?" His voice was calm yet contained endless majesty, as if it was a deep echo coming from the depths of the earth.

Barnabas sneered, "Hmph, what's the point of saying this now? Four of the seven gods are dead, and I'm already tied up. Only by creating a true creator can my dragon clan have a chance of survival!"

Before he could finish his words, Villette had already made his move. With a wave of his hands, the might of water spawned a massive wave a hundred feet high, like an awakened ancient beast, rushing towards Morax with devastating force.

The waves contain the power of four ancient dragons. The four lights of dark blue, scarlet red, emerald green and deep purple are intertwined with each other, forming a gorgeous and terrifying picture.

Wherever the light reached, the air was compressed into twisted ripples, making crackling sounds, as if the space was unable to bear the weight of this force.

Morax looked solemn, and then the earth shook violently, and countless huge rock pillars shot up into the sky, forming an indestructible barrier.

The surface of the rock pillar is engraved with mysterious runes, which shine with golden light, echoing the rock elemental light around Morax.

As the rock pillars rose from the ground, they made a dull roar, like thousands of horses galloping or thunder exploding.

The surging waves crashed fiercely against the rock barrier, instantly erupting in a deafening roar. The dark blue water and the golden rock light collided violently, splashing water and gravel all over the sky.

The water, reflecting the light, displayed a dazzling array of colors, a dreamlike beauty, yet also concealing a deadly danger. Debris flew in all directions like cannonballs, riddling the surrounding buildings with holes.

However, before Morax could catch his breath, Barnabas came like a ghost, and the sharp blade in his hand was wrapped in the power of the abyss, turning into a dark lightning and piercing Morax's vitals.

Wherever the dark ice elemental force passed, the light seemed to be swallowed up, leaving behind a dark area where one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

From time to time, a strange purple-black light flashed in the darkness, emitting eerie hissing sounds, as if countless vengeful spirits were struggling within.

Morax dodged the fatal blow with a flash of his body, deftly avoiding it, and simultaneously slapped back with his palm. The wind from his palm transformed into sharp rock spikes, raining down upon Barnabas.

The rock spikes flashed with golden light, whistling through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Barnabas quickly used his authority to form a silver-white shield around his body.

Mysterious runic power flows on the surface of the shield. As the runes flash, they release a soft light, counteracting the dark magic.

The rock spikes hit the shield, making a series of dense bangs. The shield trembled slightly, but it remained firm.

The battle became more and more intense, and various elemental forces in the sky complemented each other, and the roar was deafening.

Golden rock light, dark blue water light, crimson fire light, emerald green grass light, deep purple lightning, and the profound power of the abyss intertwined to form a vast, ever-shifting ball of light. From time to time, intense energy fluctuations erupted from this ball of light, distorting the surrounding space beyond recognition.

The people of Liyue Harbor hid in their homes, trembling in fear. Children clung to their parents, their eyes filled with fear and helplessness.

The old people looked at the chaotic sky outside the window and silently prayed that the disaster would end soon.

Fear permeated every corner, like thick darkness, suffocating people.

Despite the protection of Morax's barrier, human fear continued to grow.