Genshin Impact: Demon God of Shura

After conveying a message to Lan Tian, ​​the Heart of God returned to Lan Tian's body. However, Lan Tian looked completely bewildered, and the action of purifying the water was entirely maintained by instinct. It wasn't until the three Asura clones returned to his side that Lan Tian finally came to his senses.

"This...no way, I...I actually have this title and responsibility?"

Lan Tian muttered to himself, somewhat shocked.

The message conveyed by the Heart of God still echoed in Lan Tian's mind. Although it was only a short line, it was this line that Lan Tian found hard to believe.

"In addition to the duty of monitoring the ley lines, in the name of Asura, the duty of Judgment was created, representing the supreme will, to unleash the divine punishment of annihilation on all villains who disrupt the stability of Teyvat with thunderous means."

This is the message that the heart of God conveys to the blue sky.

[If I understand correctly... besides monitoring the ley lines, as the God of Asura, I am also known as the God of Judgment, whose duty is to judge all those who threaten the safety of Teyvat... Doesn't that mean I'm the ruler of judgment in the future mortal realm?! Seriously? Isn't there supposed to be a God of Justice ruling the mortal realm later? Why did you give me the position of ruler of judgment? You really know how to give me work.]

Lan Tian sighed helplessly, inwardly cursing at the situation with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

Despite the complaints, Lan Tian didn't dislike the title "God of Judgment" much; in fact, he longed for it.

After all... the titles "God of Justice" and "God of Judgment" together have a strangely familiar feel to them.

Lan Tian couldn't help but wonder if Tianli was also shipping her and Fufu, even arranging titles and positions for her.

Of course, Lan Tian only thought about it in his heart.

Because that's unfortunate to say.

cough cough.

Shaking his head, Lan Tian looked up at the river in front of him. There were no traces of Gu worms anymore. The entire river was crystal clear, even clearer than before.

This is the effect of the blue sky infusing its meager divine power into the river, in order to prevent people from poisoning the river in the future, which is a completely unethical situation.

[No, speaking of threats to Teyvat's safety, the actions of the Disease Demon seem to have affected more than just Guixiuli...]

Thinking this, Lan Tian withdrew all his Asura clones and came to the high sky to look around the outer perimeter of Gui Xiu Li.

With the aid of Shura's vision, Lan Tian discovered that the territory of more than one demon god was affected by the authority of the Demon God of Disease.

Faced with the outbreak of the plague, those demons acted ruthlessly and decisively.

They either used their divine power to completely block all transmission routes, or they directly drove all the infected people out of their territory or drove them to a small area to die in agony before cremating their bodies on the spot.

In comparison, Gui Xiuli's approach was infinitely more lenient.

Lan Tian could not comment on this, because Gui Xiuli was able to restrain and absorb the power of the God of Disease's authority because of his own power, which was something that other gods could not do.

However, there are a few demon territories that have not been affected by the power of the Demon God of Disease, such as the Salt Region where the Demon God of Salt, Heuria, resides.

Because of the great distance, the disease demon's worms were completely purified by the blue sky before they could drift to the salt in the ground.

The Salt Demon's territory is now about a third smaller than when I first arrived in Morax... At this rate, soon after the Demon War begins, Heuria will be forced to hide in the salt of the earth, barely clinging to life... Ah, what a gentle yet cowardly god.

After a moment of reflection, Lan Tian turned and returned to Morax and the others.

......

Three months later, thanks to the combined efforts of the gods of the blue sky and numerous soldiers, the plague in Guixiuli was successfully contained.

Under the watchful eyes of all the citizens of Guixiuli, Morax, located above Guixiuli, solemnly announced that the plague that had swept through Guixiuli for half a year had been completely contained. Many citizens and soldiers, as well as Blue Sky, Guizhong, Maxius, and others behind Morax, all showed joyful expressions, and it was a happy occasion for everyone.

But after a burst of cheers from the crowd, Blue Sky, who was behind Morax, lifted Fucarus off his shoulder and placed her on the flying sword beside him. He walked to Morax's side and said with a serious expression:

"But unfortunately, during this plague outbreak, one of our citizens of Guixiuli did not survive. Among them, 8963 citizens, 3204 Thousand Rock Army soldiers, 18 Thousand Rock Instructors, 138 Asura Knights, and 4 Asura Knight Commanders were unfortunately infected while trying to treat patients and fell forever on the road to saving lives..."

With each cold, hard number he uttered, Lan Tian's tone grew a little lower.

At this point, Lan Tian paused for a moment, his expression shifting from serious to sorrowful. He slightly raised his head, looked at the sky, and said with a poignant air:

"They are all heroes of our Guixiuli, and their efforts and sacrifices deserve to be remembered! In half an hour, I will hold a memorial service for them in the name of the God of Asura, to send our heroes and those who perished on their final journey!"

During this period, Lan Tian personally took charge of managing the plague, leading two teams of Asura Knights to shuttle back and forth between several quarantine zones. Those who died from the plague basically passed away under Lan Tian's witness.

In the depths of his mind, the scene of their last words to him and the others before they left began to surface.

"Ahem... Lord War God... I am honored... to be a subject of you and the Emperor... and to receive your protection..."

"Do not grieve for me, Lord War God... If there is an afterlife... my wife, children, and I would still be willing to serve you, the Emperor, and Lord Guizhong..."

"Cough! Cough! Lord Shura... don't worry about me, there are still people who need our help... I'm just tired... I need to rest..."

"Lord Shura... to be saved by you and become one of your Shura Knight Commanders... is an honor for our Yaksha clan..."

"Cough cough! Thousand Cliffs are firm... their peaks are unyielding... We, the soldiers of Thousand Cliffs, have no regrets about the name Thousand Cliffs Army!"

......

The faces, weakened by the plague, kept replaying in Lan Tian's mind. In particular, their forced smiles and weak appearance when they saw him and Morax made Lan Tian and the others feel very distressed.

Under the witness of the blue sky, the souls of those people and soldiers were temporarily stored in the body of the blue sky under the guidance of the Asura's authority, without being injected into the earth's veins. However, even when the blue sky was resting at night, he could hear the hazy voices of his people in his mind.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Tian landed on the central square of Guixiuli with a slightly sorrowful expression. Under the gaze of many people, he began to set up the props and venue needed for the funeral ceremony.

Under the influence of Lan Tian's sorrowful mood, the emotions of many citizens and soldiers were also affected. They all watched Lan Tian's busy figure in silence with sad expressions, and the atmosphere in Guixiuli became somber and sorrowful.

Even the usually playful and lively Fukaros became silent as a result, quietly following Morax and the others to help Blue Sky set up the venue.

Half an hour later.

In the central square of Guixiuli, Fukalos stood with his hands on his chest, along with Morax and others, on a three-meter-high platform, all looking down at the blue sky where the bodies of the victims were being laid out.

Below the platform, besides the outer ring of flower baskets made of spider lilies and the numerous people behind the baskets holding bunches of spider lilies in their hands, the ground was covered with rows of the victims' remains, neatly arranged by Lan Tian himself.

Each victim's body was depicted with both hands holding a bright red spider lily to their chest, their head facing upwards. The black carpet beneath the bodies had a few scattered spider lily petals, but many empty spaces were reserved by Lantian for relatives and friends to offer flowers later.

Having done all this, Lan Tian returned to the high platform, summoned the Torrent Armor, put on the Asura Nuo Mask, and solemnly addressed the crowd below:

"I hereby announce! The ceremony of passing away shall now begin. During the ceremony, I will briefly call back the souls of the victims through the red spider lilies held in their hands, allowing you to see them one last time. You may communicate with them briefly, but please do not touch them, otherwise even I will be unable to help them regain their bodies."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Tian raised his hand forward, and streams of divine power emerged from his hand. After being injected into the spider lilies held in front of each corpse, they began to condense into familiar figures of many people on the open ground beside him.

To be precise, they were all similar to the previous projection of Fucarus, with translucent bodies, but white in color, and no legs, floating alone in the air.

Upon seeing the spirits of their deceased relatives, friends, or even comrades-in-arms appear before them, many civilians and soldiers holding bouquets of red spider lilies instantly lost control of their emotions and burst into tears, offering flowers as instructed by Lan Tian while weeping and telling their tales.

Although the spirits of those deceased friends could not speak, they could only look at them with smiles or respond to everyone's words with sounds like "hmm," "ah," or "eh."

Several Chiyan instructors, each leading a squad of Chiyan soldiers, entered the area to offer a bouquet of spider lilies and a solemn military salute to the fallen soldiers!

Even Luo Xue led some of the Asura Knights to join them.

At this moment, Luo Xue was talking with the fallen Shura Knights. From Luo Xue's sad expression and the two tear tracks on her face, it was easy to see that the fallen Shura Knights were all comrades-in-arms who had fought alongside Luo Xue.

It's worth mentioning that the spider lilies in front of the Shura Knights and the Thousand Rocks Instructor were the most precious white spider lilies, showing how much Lantian valued them.

As I watched the crowd below communicating with the souls of my deceased friends, I could hear cries from time to time, as if they were weeping for their loved ones or their comrades-in-arms.

Witnessing all this, Lan Tian couldn't help but think of his comrades who had protected him before his death in his previous life. He subconsciously removed the Shura Nuo mask from his face, revealing a handsome face that was clearly tinged with sadness.

I wonder how my comrades from my past life are doing now, and how my wife and children from my previous life are doing... Hmm?

Lantian, who was still thinking about something, suddenly felt a force pulling on one side of her cloak, interrupting her thoughts. She subconsciously turned her head and saw that it was Fukaros, who looked a little worried, pulling her.

"What's wrong, Fufu?"

Lan Tian squatted down to face Fukaros, looking her in the eye, and unconsciously placed one hand on Fukaros's head to rub it, forcing a smile.

"Brother Lantian...did something just now...you seem very sad."

Fukalos's tone was full of worry, and Lantian could clearly see the deep concern in Fukalos's heterochromatic eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just feeling a bit sentimental. Thank you for your concern, Fufu."

Lan Tian affectionately ruffled Fukaros's hair again, then, after saying "Wait for me here," stood up, took a few steps towards the crowd, and solemnly began:

"It's almost time, everyone! It's time for our heroes to go to where they belong and be reincarnated, so that they... can return to dust and ashes."

Upon hearing this, everyone present bid a final farewell to the soul of their deceased friend. After offering their flowers, they wiped away their tears and retreated behind the flower baskets, awaiting Lantian's next arrangements.

Seeing this, Lan Tian put on the Shura Nuo mask again and shouted loudly:

"All soldiers, listen to my command! Salute—our heroes and all our fallen people!"

As he finished speaking, Lan Tian, ​​holding two Oaths of Pure Water, performed a solemn knightly salute to the souls.

At the same time, Lan Tian's Rock and Thunder clones also appeared on either side of Lan Tian's back, performing their respective knightly rituals together with him.

"salute!"

Swish!

At Lan Tian's command, Luo Xue and the many Thousand Rocks and Asura soldiers present simultaneously saluted Lan Tian, ​​their gazes solemn as they watched the slowly dissipating souls!

Many of his subjects placed their right hands on their chests, bowing their heads slightly in silent mourning.

The gods did the same, but they did not bow their heads in silent mourning.

Morax crossed his arms and looked solemnly at the souls.

Gui Zhong and Fukalos crossed their hands and placed them in front of their chests, closing their eyes to mourn for the souls.

Marcusius, like his people, bowed his head slightly in silent mourning.

Amidst countless gazes, the souls gave a grateful smile to everyone, especially Lan Tian, ​​before slowly rising into the air. Their bodies began to dissipate from bottom to top, eventually transforming into tiny white specks.

The starlight first came from the sky to the blue sky, circled the still blue sky several times, and then entered the spider lilies held in the hands of the deceased. They then returned to the earth's veins along with the gradually dissipating bodies and spider lilies.

"The ceremony is over!"

Swish!

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly returned to normal.

"Our lives must go on, and we need to look forward. It is the sacrifices of the heroes that have brought us peace and stability. We must not forget the sacrifices they made for us! I hereby declare the memorial service to be concluded."

After saying this, Lan Tian withdrew all his Asura clones, turned around, took Fukaros's small hand, and left the place.

Morax and the others also left one after another, while Luo Xue led the Shura Knights and the Thousand Rock Army to stay behind and arrange for the people to leave in an orderly manner.

On the way, Fukaros, standing atop a greatsword alongside Lantian, looked somewhat dejected, tears welling in her eyes. She lowered her head and weakly said:

"Brother Blue Sky, if I could prepare the herbs a little faster, would so many people have perished?"

Seemingly noticing Fucaros's low spirits, Lantian turned around, squatted down, and gently stroked Fucaros's delicate cheek. Looking intently into Fucaros's eyes, he said, word by word:

"Don't blame yourself for this, Fufu. Morax and I have seen your efforts, and we won't be harsh on you. On the contrary, we are all grateful that you were willing to stay and help."

After saying that, Lan Tian kissed Fukalos on the forehead, his tone becoming increasingly affectionate:

"Besides, if anyone dares to blame my Fufu, then we'll see if my knife is sharper or if their mouth is tough enough to withstand my blow."

"Pfft, hahaha, there probably aren't many demon gods who can withstand a single strike from you, Brother Blue Sky."

Fukalos was amused by Lantian's joke, and he smiled through his tears as he held Lantian's large hand that was gently stroking his cheek.

"Hehe, so there's no need to feel guilty about it, Fufu. Don't worry that you'll pay any price for it."

Seeing that Fukaros's mood had improved considerably, Lantian chuckled and gently pinched Fukaros's cheek. Then, he tenderly lifted Fukaros up with one hand, allowing her to lean against him. Lantian's expression, however, turned stern and cold.

"Moreover, the one who should pay the price is the culprit behind this plague—the Demon God of Disease, and I, in the name of the God of Judgment, will unleash a powerful judgment upon him!"

Having said that, Lan Tian could no longer suppress his anger. A powerful killing intent, almost solidified into a tangible form, suddenly emanated from Lan Tian, ​​causing the two cloaks behind him to flutter loudly.