Genshin Impact simulation, the Shura field is endless

At night, Xiu Wen had a dream.

In the sea of ​​​​glazed lilies, blood was everywhere.

The snow-white petals were also dyed red.

In the center, a pale yellow crystal more than one meter tall is surrounded by flowers.

Inside the crystal, a beautiful girl curled up.

She has a delicate face and a calm smile on her lips.

The only flaw is the cracks all over the body.

"Finally!"

Xiu Wen's eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to shout out loud. He reached out to touch it, but he couldn't grab it at all.

Just looking at the dead body of the god, I felt powerless and could hardly breathe.

Then he woke up.

"Let's go out for a walk."

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Xiu Wen muttered to himself.

The cool evening breeze made Xiuwen's mind clearer.

The dream was so real that Xiu Wen still couldn't recover from it.

In the end, will you die?

What if there can only be one winner and the loser must die?

Who should live, Morax or the End?

In terms of strength, it must be Morax.

So in the end, can you only face your own end?

Or, would he take Gui Zhong to another place to win the throne of victory for her?

She wouldn't do that.

After knowing what the sky meant, Guizhong felt nothing unusual and was ready to accept any outcome.

"In the end, I won't let anything happen to you, and no one can let anything happen to you."

Otherwise, all his efforts so far would be in vain and meaningless.

He, Xiu Wen, the Demon God of Rain, would never accept such an ending.

He will find a solution.

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Marcosius and Guizhong were ready to sacrifice themselves at any time.

They are well aware of their own strength.

The winners will not be them.

Morax said nothing and made no mention of the matter.

He planned to take things one step at a time, and he also had a vague hope in his heart that what if he could help his allies win as well?

But he also knew that this was just deceiving himself.

War will automatically eliminate weak demons.

We must never rely on luck.

So, now only Xiu Wen is trapped in obsession, racking his brains to find a solution.

Not for yourself, but for the end.

He thought about it.

If only seven demons can win in the end, and Guizhong is unable to increase his strength to that level, what if Guizhong is no longer a demon?

As long as he is no longer a demon god, even if he is still affected by the war, his chances of survival will be greatly increased.

But this means deceiving certain beings of higher status, which is very difficult.

What if it's a seal?

Seal the demon's power and aura.

For this purpose, Xiu Wen went to find Morax to learn sealing formations from him.

Taking this opportunity, Xiu Wen discovered that he had an unexpected talent in formation.

He understood things quickly and was able to apply what he had learned to other situations, incorporating his own unique talismans into the formation to enhance its power.

He has added some more methods.

Unfortunately, a powerful sealing formation can indeed seal a demon, as Morax has done before, but it often causes great damage to the demon, with the purpose of shocking and killing the opponent.

If this method is used on someone in his lifetime, he will die if he is not careful.

Therefore, Xiu Wen did not plan to use this formation, but instead studied some formations that could perfectly seal the aura without harming Gui Zhong.

This exploration process lasted for a long time, but there was no result.

Apart from fighting, Xiu Wen spent most of his free time here, and he seemed like a man possessed by a demon.

Over the years, even if he tried to hide it, people around him noticed that something was wrong with him.

No matter when, he always looks tired. Although he has the body of a demon, there are bloodshot eyes, like a mortal who has been up for several days and nights.

During several battles, he was distracted and almost got seriously injured.

When others asked him, he just said it was okay and he would be fine soon.

Gui Zhong couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so one evening, he called him to a secluded place.

"Xiu Wen! What's wrong with you lately? Why do you look so tired?"

Gui finally looked worried.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, it will be fine soon."

Xiu Wen felt dizzy, and occasionally patterns of formations flashed before his eyes, but he still shook his head.

The war was becoming more and more tense, and he felt more and more uneasy. He had to hurry.

"What are you doing?"

Gui finally frowned.

"Even after so many battles, he shouldn't be in this state. What's going on?"

"It's really okay, don't worry, it's finally over."

"Look at yourself, how can I not be worried!"

Gui Zhong handed over a mirror angrily.

Xiu Wen looked at his tired self in the mirror, not surprisingly, and remained silent.

But even if he didn't say it, Guizhong could still guess something.

"Are you worried about the Demon War? Worried about me?"

Xiu Wen didn't say anything, but he obviously agreed.

Gui Zhong grabbed his shoulders and spoke louder: "Why are you worried about me? Worried that I won't be able to win the war? Worried that I will die in a war? What's the point of worrying about such an obvious future?!"

For the first time, Gui finally tore off the veil of cruel reality.

"Instead of worrying about me, Xiu Wen, you should think about how to win yourself!"

Like Xiu Wen, Gui Zhong also doesn't want Xiu Wen to die.

But the difference is that Xiu Wen had a chance to survive, but she didn't.

Xiu Wen shook his head, forcing a smile from the corner of his mouth, "No, Gui Zhong, you know I won't let you die, believe me."

Guizhong still had no idea what Xiuwen had been researching.

Just looking at him like this, my heart aches so much that I can't breathe.

In her opinion, Xiu Wen was completely working for something meaningless.

The extent to which he valued her was beyond her expectations.

"No matter what, Xiu Wen, promise me that you will live well."

Guizhong didn't say anything else and gave Xiuwen a deep hug.

Then he turned and left, his nose feeling sore.

Feeling the lingering fragrance and warmth on the clothes, Xiu Wen patted his face.

"Live well..."

Xiu Wen gave a mocking smile.

It seems like he is mocking the war, but more like mocking himself.

At the beginning of the war, Xiu Wen thought that when the war ended and life returned to stability, he would confess his love to Gui Zhong, and then the two of them would become a happy couple and live a happy life.

Sitting in their own yard, snuggling up to each other, watching the clouds roll by in the sky, and the flowers bloom and fall in the yard.

When she laughed, he laughed with her; when she cried, he would patiently comfort her.

Maybe there will be a child who calls her mom and him dad, and the family of three will be sweet and happy.

The world is prosperous, and they can also experience the various aspects of life together and go through various things together.

What a beautiful sight.

But at this point, Xiu Wen has realized that it cannot be done.

But at least, in the end, you must move towards a peaceful future.

Just like he swore before, he would fight his way to the end, using his life to carve out a bloody path!

In fact, what he said to Gui Zhong, "It will be fine soon", was referring to the formation that sealed Gui Zhong.

Perhaps as a result of long-term thinking, one day a flash of inspiration came to me.

Now it just needs some refinement.

He has already experimented with a simplified version of the formation, and it seems that there is indeed a chance.

As for why not try the big formation directly, but try its simplified version.

Because the price of setting up the formation is all his demonic essence.

This is the only way to completely conceal the aura of the demon god of the same level.