Genshin Impact: The Road to Reversal

Upon hearing this, Karin's eyes lit up, and she immediately straightened her back, looking forward to it.

Back then, Rednos said he had a way. Could it be now?

Rek'os glanced at Mo Yan and the other three, and seeing the undisguised concern and fighting spirit in their eyes, he immediately gave his reply.

"Absolutely certain, we won't give it to you."

What?

"Why? We could have helped too!" she cried out in frustration.

“Yes, Rednos and you yourself said it might be a feint, wouldn’t it be better to have more manpower?” Mona interjected.

“That may be true, but I cannot agree to it. Passing the trial is what the Holy Venerable requires, so I cannot make the decision,” Rek'os said calmly, spreading his hands.

"Tsk." Rednos crossed his arms and sighed helplessly. "You're so inflexible. With such a formidable enemy at hand, do you still think the trial can start normally?"

"Why not? When Sang Yang broke in, the trials that Peruvian and Clévius participated in were still held as normal, weren't they?" He blinked indifferently.

"Huh?" Peruvieri was completely taken aback.

Upon hearing this, Rednos slapped his forehead and said, "What can I say to you? Can the past be compared to the present? Let's just say that only a few people pass your trial each year. Can't you just postpone it?"

"You make it sound so easy. The gate to the trial requires a massive contract to maintain, which is why it takes fifty years to open. Besides, it is possible to forcibly change its start time, but that would inevitably consume a lot of power."

“Right now, the Fallen Gods Guild is watching us closely, and you yourself said that ‘Night Hawk’s’ strength is likely on par with ours. If he really shows up, I will need to be in top condition to deal with him, and I might even need your help. In this situation, do you think the four of them can handle it?” he said, arms crossed.

“More people means more protection,” Rednos said.

“Then we might as well let them participate in the trials,” Rek'os said.

"Do you think they can participate in the trial without any distractions or concerns, given their current state?" Renault asked.

"That's why I said they have two days to adjust," Lei Ao said.

"So you really can't give me a chance?"

"cannot!"

The two exchanged barbs, neither willing to give an inch. The atmosphere in the corridor became somewhat tense for a moment.

At this point, Rednos sighed angrily, "Well, fine, fine, since you insist, so be it. I really thought I wouldn't have to lift a finger." He crossed his arms and said to himself.

"Don't even think about it. Once Night Hawk makes a move, you won't be able to stay idle at all," Rek'aos said coldly.

Seeing this, none of the people standing by dared to step forward, feeling that the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

"It feels like...they're not on the same wavelength," Funina muttered to herself.

"In short, that's it. The trials will proceed as scheduled, and we'll handle the fight against the Fallen Gods' Legion," Rek'os concluded.

His gaze shifted to Peruvieri, Clévius, and Sugneel: "Let's get to work. Stay in touch."

He glanced at Rednos again, the meaning of which was self-evident—do your own thing.

Rednos shrugged and didn't argue further, but the usual curve of his lips seemed to deepen a little.

The crowd dispersed, each going about their own business. Although Mo Yan and the other three were unwilling to give up, they knew further words would be futile. They returned to their room, the atmosphere even heavier than before.

“It seems…we really can only rely on ourselves.” Karin sat on the edge of the bed and sighed. “That Rednos said he had a way to postpone it, but he’s really unreliable.”

Mo Yan sighed angrily: "Stop complaining. It's already like this. I think we should adjust our mindset for the next couple of days."

“The same applies.” Zhao Heng nodded.

"Well, that's all we can do," Karen said, spreading her hands.

……

So for the next two days, everyone was busy with their own things.

Mo Yan and his three companions no longer insisted on participating in the fight against the Fallen Gods Brigade, and instead devoted all their energy to preparing for the trial.

They repeatedly rehearsed their tactics, honed their teamwork, and adjusted their physical condition, striving to achieve peak performance. Sirius's injuries also gradually healed under the doctor's care.

Peruvier, Clover, and Sugniel moved more cautiously in the snowy mountain area, monitoring the device and avoiding the possible presence of the Nighthawks.

Rednos left the glacier, supposedly to meet the approaching dragon Caesar.

Furina and Mona were assigned to the Knights as reinforcements in case of an emergency.

Inside and outside the castle, everything seemed to be proceeding as planned, but everyone could sense that the undercurrents beneath the calm were growing increasingly turbulent.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The dawn that marked the start of the trial has finally arrived.

As dawn broke, a crowd had already gathered in the central square of the castle. Besides Mo Yan, Kailin, Zhao Heng, and Zi Xuan, who were participating in the trial, there were also Claire, Funina, and Mengna who had come to see them off, as well as Tianlang, who had just been able to get out of bed and walk.

Peruvieri and Sugnir stood on the high platform in the center of the square. Rednos was nowhere to be seen, seemingly not yet returned.

"The gates of trial are about to open. You are all aware of the rules: within this secret realm, life and death are your own responsibility, relying solely on strength and will. Holy knights will only be bestowed upon the strongest who pass the test!"

Sugniel's voice was loud and clear, carrying through the chilly morning air, but his mocking tone made no attempt to conceal his arrogance.

"So go ahead and fight to your heart's content, either like lambs to the slaughter or like pheasants and rabbits, running away with your tails between your legs. Just don't bore me too much." He grinned, as if anticipating something.

At this moment, Sandonne, standing below the stage, looked at him with nothing but disgust.

"That guy is still as annoying as ever!" she said angrily, hands on her hips.

She had originally come here to see Mo Yan and the others off, as Peruvier had suggested. But now, after hearing his "grand pronouncements," she truly regretted making that decision.

"Forget it, I'll wait until the tiger leaves before going there, but I don't know if I'll make it in time."

As soon as the words were spoken, the space in the center of the square began to distort, and then a vortex tunnel five meters high appeared out of thin air, as if the void had been torn apart.

“Now, the trial is about to begin,” Peruvieri said.

The passageway was pitch black and deep, constantly rotating, emanating a bone-chilling cold.

Mo Yan took a deep breath and glanced back at his companions. Kailin clenched her fists, her eyes resolute; Zhao Heng nodded slightly, his gaze firm; Zi Xuan gripped her staff tightly and took a deep breath to calm her nerves.

"Let's go!" Mo Yan took the lead and stepped into the vortex.

Kailin followed closely behind, and Zhao Heng and Zixuan also caught up.

In the square, the people seeing them off stood quietly, their eyes fixed on the door.

Clementine stood to the side and smiled slightly: "You must do your best..."

“Clevis,” Peruvier called to her, “it’s time to get to work.”

Clementine nodded, glanced back at the door that was about to open, and then turned to leave.

But just then...