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Mond's eyes were filled with deep shock, his gaze fixed on Rhine, as if trying to see through the thin veil to uncover the essence behind it.

In his view, once vitality begins to dissipate, it is like grains of sand slipping away, irreversible.

However, what he saw before him completely overturned his common sense.

Rhine's aura was already so faint as to be almost imperceptible, and the spark of his life seemed to be extinguished at any moment.

But at that very moment, an invisible and mysterious force suddenly emerged, like the dawn breaking, dispelling the shadow of death.

Rhine's body was tightly enveloped by this power, and his constantly draining life force seemed to be forcibly pulled back by an invisible hand.

Mond stared wide-eyed, trying to discern the source of this power and comprehend this incredible phenomenon.

However, no matter how much he stared or concentrated, he could not catch any trace of that power.

Decades of experience seemed so powerless at this moment; for the first time, he felt his own ignorance and insignificance.

Under Mondl's watchful gaze, Rhine's wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pierced chest, the broken bones, and the right arm that couldn't move freely were all rapidly restored to their original state under the influence of this mysterious force.

The cracks in the skin healed, and the muscles and blood vessels regenerated without leaving any scars.

Mond quickly snapped out of his shock, his intuition telling him that the wisest course of action in the face of this incomprehensible situation was to eliminate it before it fully erupted.

His eyes sharpened again, and his resolve was as firm as steel.

He quickly raised his hands, his fingers tracing complex paths in the air, energy gathering in his palms to form a vortex shimmering with a ghostly blue light.

With a sudden swing of his arm, a spatial slash, imbued with all his power, tore through the air and hurtled straight toward Rein's neck.

He believed that even the most advanced healing techniques could not bring a person who had been decapitated back to life.

However, just as the spatial slash was about to touch Rhine, it suddenly seemed to encounter an invisible barrier and vanished into the air as if it had never existed.

This scene made Mond's eyes widen, and an unprecedented sense of crisis welled up in his heart.

This power was able to silently dissolve his attack; what a terrifying existence it was.

Before Mondl could have more time to think it over, a spatial slash, also shimmering with a ghostly blue light, suddenly shot out from Rein's body and struck him with lightning speed.

Mond reacted extremely quickly, leaping backward to narrowly evade the sudden attack.

His brows furrowed, and his doubts and wariness reached their peak.

At this moment, he clearly felt a huge threat, and the situation before him was beyond his control.

His survival philosophy was simple: when faced with danger, if one's strength is insufficient, one should retreat without hesitation. It was this wise choice that allowed him to survive countless crises.

He began to walk backward, preparing to leave this increasingly dangerous place.

Mondstadt casually waved his hand, intending to recall the large tree that had been summoned from the void.

However, at that very moment, his expression changed drastically. He felt an invisible force resisting his call; the great tree, which should have obediently disappeared, was now fixed in place, unable to be retrieved into the void no matter what.

He looked closely and saw that the branches of the tree were trembling as if attacked by the cold wind, as if resisting some kind of invisible pressure.

Mond's eyes quickly scanned his surroundings, and he realized that a force was constantly interfering with his magic.

Without a moment's hesitation, he immediately began to channel the magic power within his body, attempting to open a portal in the void so that he could quickly escape this place of trouble.

However, what happened next plunged Mond's heart into despair.

He discovered that he was unable to open a spatial portal. The magic that had been so easy for him was now as if it were blocked by some force. No matter how hard he tried, the void gate could not be formed.

Moreover, he felt his magic power becoming chaotic, like a pool of water being stirred up, no longer calm.

Mond turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with unprecedented fear.

Where his gaze fell, Rhine, who had been lying on the ground, had somehow stood up, his movements so light as if he had never been seriously injured.

His eyes were calm and unwavering, staring straight at Mond, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if he were looking at a complete stranger.

A chill ran through Mond; he could clearly sense that the person standing before him was no longer the same Rhine.

His magical fluctuations, his eyes, and even his aura have all undergone earth-shattering changes.

Mond was almost certain that the person in front of him had completely transformed into another person.

“You are…” Mond’s words were interrupted by a sudden loud noise.

He instinctively turned his head and saw that the large tree he had summoned was slowly dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the summoner, Mondstadt could even clearly feel the shrill screams emanating from the great tree as it dissipated, sounds that pierced his heart like sharp blades.

Mond's hair stood on end, and his body trembled involuntarily.

He couldn't understand or accept it; he didn't even know when the other party made their move.

At this moment, Mond was filled with unprecedented fear, but his instincts told him that he could not give up. Even if there was only a sliver of hope, he had to fight for it.

His body was trembling, but he still forced himself to suppress his fear, raised his hand, and tried to channel the chaotic magic within him to create a spell that could protect him or allow him to retaliate.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the magic could not take shape, as if it were suppressed by some kind of force.

Cold sweat began to bead on Mond's forehead, and his eyes revealed anxiety and despair.

His emotions grew increasingly agitated, and finally, he couldn't help but start cursing, venting his fear and helplessness.