Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 134 I didn't expect it, I will too!

"You are... yes, Herald, Fama..."

The King of Frost Armor Qiuqiu named Wuku first looked at Famas with a kind smile on his face in doubt, his ice blue pupils gradually widened, shining with a strange light, and muttered to himself.

"That's right, the great fire of war, the demon god of flames!"

Famas nodded in agreement, since he broke the seal, finally someone could call out his name in a tone of praise.

Although it is only from Qiuqiu.

"You... really exist, you are still alive..."

As if seeing the most incredible thing, Wuku sat on the ground, fixedly stared at the red-clothed boy in front of him, and kept repeating a few words: "Princess, foreigner, fire of war..."

At this time, Famas turned to Abedo, who had become a half-dragon and calmed down a little behind him.

He used the technique of chalk to absorb too much of Durin's power in the leylines. Now that he is infected, I am afraid that it will be difficult to return to his original youthful appearance.

"Let me go...Famas."

Although his life was in the hands of the man in front of him, Abedo still held his head high and tried to speak to Farmas in an orderly tone.

"Ah? Teacher Ah, what happened? What did you say?"

Famas tilted his head, put in some strength, grabbed the soft flesh of Abedo's waist with both hands, and pressed it lightly.

"Uh, let go...no..."

With the itching in his waist, Abedo, who was no longer moving, began to struggle violently, trying to avoid the palm of Famas, but his hands and feet were completely bound, and he could only do very limited activities. .

"What? Should I let you go, or not?"

With a smirk on his face, Famas moved his palm to the part of Abedo's body that was not covered by the black dragon scales, and lightly stroked it.

The formerly elegant and well-dressed chalky boy writhed profusely in sweat, avoiding Famas' fingers.

Although his actions were not very serious, to Famas, he was just cleaning up the scarlet ribbon around Abedo that was scarletr than blood.

These ribbons are twisting like carnival, linking the earth, like growing blood vessels, constantly extending and turning, flowing in the established track with great vitality.

The smell of corruption and disaster is the poisonous blood that flowed out after Durin's death.

"Gold has taught you so many things, you can only use the most basic chalk technique."

After cutting off all the scarlet ribbons surrounding Abedo, Famas stopped what he was doing, and stared at Abedo who was hoisted and panting heavily with disappointment.

Black earth is the original state, chalk is the beginning of change, and gold is the final result.

"The art of gold was born."

"Reproduce the Tianhui of the man in the bottle!"

Famas pressed the palm shining with pure golden light on the chest of the boy who had turned into a half-dragon.

A warm and familiar feeling came, and Abedo had only felt this great power from his teacher.

The power of gold.

The blood ran down his neck and onto the boy's cheeks irresistibly, and finally even the tips of his ears were dyed bright red.

Abedo wanted to move his eyes away as if he had been scalded, but he could only look helplessly at Famas' blood-colored pupils as he was bound.

As comfortable as soaking in warm water, the young man closed his eyes. The dragon scales that originally covered his hands and cheeks slowly faded away and turned back into thin human skin. The sharp nails and the bone spurs on his back retracted into his body. , the soft wrist hangs down feebly.

Only the blood-colored pupils could not change back to indigo for the time being.

The gold overwhelmed the corrupting power of disaster. Famas withdrew his palm from Abedo's chest, and slowly loosened the chains that bound him, and put Abedo, who was barefoot and only wearing shorts, on the snow.

"Why did you... the art of gold."

Abedo, who had just landed, seemed to have not adapted to his body, and his legs fell limp. Thanks to Famas, he stretched out his hands to support the chalk boy with his bare upper body, so that he would not fall directly into the snow.

"Because at the very beginning, part of this technique was taught by me to your teacher."

Farmas said in a soft voice.

Abedo looked up expectantly, looking at the face of the boy in red.

"Then... Teacher, she..."

Famas’s blood-red and deep eyes stared intently at Abedo who was leaning on him. Then, he raised his right hand, and the ground under his feet shone with dazzling and gentle light. It seemed that there was a mysterious force lingering between the two of them. At this moment, the withered snow-covered land gradually returned to life, the snow melted, and a new life began to bloom.

"She said a lot of bad things about me? Cruelty, profanity, stuff like that..."

After showing his strength, as if he knew what Abedo was going to ask, Famas responded not unexpectedly.

"Ah."

The chalk boy nodded hesitantly.

"It's not surprising that another friend and I stopped her decision to destroy everything at the end of the war, so she violated the covenant and chose to move on alone."

Famas supported Abedo, and came to Wuku, the King of Frost Armor Qiuqiu, who was in a daze. He looked up at Wuku, his bright red pupils were half-closed with unspeakable pity, as if examining him. It seems to be looking at it again.

"According to historical research, in the snow-capped mountains, there is an inhuman frost-armored Qiuqiu King who is the last scribe of the kingdom of Fendnir."

Famas took off his coat, handed it to Abedo, who was shirtless, and helped him put it on.

The hand touched Abedo's soft and smooth skin intentionally or unintentionally.

He is half a head taller than Abedo, but for some reason, the red coat and cloak are quite suitable for the chalk boy's figure.

"Gold can't be... created Abedo according to my figure, right?"

Some strange ideas popped up in Famas' mind.

"I...how could I...become like this?"

After calming down, Wuku recovered a lot of his sanity. He looked at Famas hesitantly, stood up with his huge body, and slowly knelt down on one knee to salute the young man. He covered his heart with his right hand and dropped his left hand to the ground, but because The body is too large, and the right hand can barely reach the waist.

A not-so-standard audience etiquette.

"Pioneer...save...Findnir."

Munata ruled by Farmas was the first country to open the road of "science", and began to accumulate power in secret to resist the eternal rule of heaven. Almost all subsequent countries took Munata under Farmas as a pioneer.

The Sarfindenir family in a remote corner also learned about the war lord from various channels, but by the time Farmas really raised the banner of rebellion, the Findeniers had already perished It's been a long time.

Uku, the last "historian" of Fendenir, waited until all the clansmen left. After leaving behind his own box of recorders, he leaned against the dead silver-white ancient tree and closed his eyes.

At this point, the once rich country, Sarfin Denir, came to an end.

(End of this chapter)