People are in the original god, and the beginning merges with the shadow assassin

On the other side, the unknown corner of Mond.

Dark, damp, evil...

Countless huge glass containers are soaked with unknown stump.

At the top of the container, a liquid contaminated with evil aura is constantly poured into it.

Arms, heart, head...

None of them are complete.

In the eyes of the owner here, these are failures.

It's just some scum that can't withstand the power of the demon god and is broken.

Under his absolutely rational experiment, all links were carried out in an orderly manner like exquisite instruments.

Until -

"plop".

Rosalind's body fell from the portal and made an intimate encounter with the cold ground.

She subconsciously wanted to get up, but found that she couldn't use any strength in her body.

In confusion, a deep voice came from overhead:

"It's really embarrassing, "Ma'am."

Rosalyn raised her face when she heard the sound, and a pair of black boots appeared in front of her.

This is a strangely man, wearing a crow-beak-like mask that completely covers his eyes. Wearing a sumptuous blue and white coat symbolizes his status as a scholar. But at the same time, the countless belts tied to his body reflect another side of his inner madness.

Rosalyn knew what this meant, and her face immediately sank.

Two words came out of his mouth: "Doctor..."

Doctor", kind of her colleague.

"What's your tone? This lady, I have saved you from the hand of that god. Although the price is a bit big... But, you should thank me, don't you?

Dr. Dotore waved his hand and said in an "innocent" tone.

But apparently Rosalyn didn't have the slightest hint of gratitude.

Even if not everyone knows that in the hands of the doctor, life is better than death.

What's more, she hated the feeling of being looked down upon like this.

Driven by the pride in her heart, Rosalyn struggled and actually stood up like this.

"Oh?" Seeing this, Dortore's scarlet eyes flashed a playful expression, and a gloomy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's beautiful, Rosalind, you're the perfect experimental fodder!"

"Just report to the Empress - "The lady was killed by Balzeb who suddenly appeared in Mond while on a mission", and died halfway through the mission, and you will surely have the grandest funeral!"

"You lunatic!" Rosalyn roared, and a hint of fear actually appeared in her stubborn eyes.

As a colleague, she had reason to believe that this kind of thing would really be done.

If that's the case, she'd rather face Thor!

"Oh, just kidding. As an executive, of course... Focus on the big picture. Hearing

him say this, Rosalind's heart was relieved for the time being.

But unknowingly, the level of vigilance against this colleague reached an unprecedented height.

If that evil eye is still there....

She couldn't help but think so.

"Tell me, Doctor, why did Balzeb suddenly appear in Mond? I never knew about this!

"And... Why are you here! It

all happened too suddenly, and she remembered that she had gone to negotiate with the Knights about the "loss of the Sky Lyre", but ended up like this.

Speaking of the God of Thunder, Dotore turned his back and sighed.

"Oh, it's not interesting."

"It is nothing but a foolish god who has renounced the authority of God."

"You should have met 'him' in comparison, right?"

"What?" Rosalyn didn't understand what the Doctor meant.

"Lin... Kindness.

The name slowly came out of Dotore's mouth.

At this moment, his body couldn't help but tremble, his laughter became even more arrogant, and his eyes were almost cracked.

"There are many 'me' in this world."

"One of them, "I", had witnessed that "battle"... Rosalind, you won't believe it, fight the gods with mortal power!

"What secrets are hidden in that body... Giggle.

"I'd like to call it 'the best material'!"

Dortore's eyes flashed red with greed, and he couldn't wait to go to Mond in the next second.

But he needs to be patient, and delicious food is delicious precisely because it has been tested by countless links.

The same is true of Dortore's approach to the material.

Rosalyn looked at the man in front of her in disgust, and she swore that she would never want to see him again.

...

Mondstadt.

It had been three days since the lady had disappeared.

The morale of the fools was greatly reduced, which was quite a period of exuberance for the Knights.

At this time, the gift of angels.

Diluc gathered the crowd again and prepared for the final decisive battle.

As adventurers often say - towards the abyss!

Only this time, there was an extra figure.

"Jean is a trustworthy companion." Diluc introduced.

"Thank you for your trust." Jean smiled at Diluc, and being together like this seemed to put her in a good mood.

"Don't call me senior..."

"Ahem, anyway, according to this bard, tomorrow we will go." Diluc quickly changed the subject.

"Hmm." Wendy nodded softly.

As usual, a rare solemn expression appeared on his face.

"I can feel that Twalin is in... Cry.

"Having lost the power of the temple guardian, he is overdrawing his life force."

"It's too cruel for him."

Jean also looked heavy.

As a member of the Knights, she could feel the increasing instability of the Wind Demon Dragon.

Continuous destruction in the area around Maunde, especially the raw materials used for winemaking.

In the future, when the wind demon dragon falls into the final despair, it will definitely cause an unprecedented death counterattack to Mond.

This made Jean a little worried: "If the wind demon dragon comes late, how long will Mond have a chance to resist it?"

Faced with this problem, Diluc disagreed: "It doesn't matter, I will shoot."

"But then again,"

he looked at Wendy, "How did you find out about the Wind Dragon, Bard?"

"Well... Maybe it's because I'm Barbatos? "

...

Outside the tavern, two sneaky figures looked around, hiding in the corner while no one was paying attention.

"Traveler, eavesdropping is bad, right?" Paimon was a little worried and grabbed the corner of Ying's clothes.

Eavesdrop?

Ying shook her head.

It was a free city-state, and she believed that the gods would allow her to do so.

What's more, Ying's heart was very uneasy.

Obviously said that he would go to find his brother together, but that guy was planning something by himself these days and didn't tell her at all.

This feeling of being treated like an outsider... It is the source of this heart's restlessness.

So she has to take the initiative!

Just as I was about to listen to the conversation, I heard,

"I am Barbatos."

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