Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 140 God is also sad!
Farmas headed towards the ruins of the wind dragon. After seeing the wind and snow in Fendenir, he was suddenly a little dazed.

The blooming windmills brought back very bad memories.

When the vegetation withers and the gods change.

Famas is right next to the God of Grass. He controls the most powerful army in the world, and the spear in his hand can pierce the most solid defense, but he can't save his friend, he can only hold tightly That cold hand wanted to give her as much warmth as possible.

The God of Grass smiled faintly, staring at the sky with blank eyes, another Nail of Cold Sky fell, and the laser cannon developed to fight against this blue stone pillar shattered it.

The strong elements flowed, and the last divine power of the Grass God gathered in his palm.

Almost in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the vegetation centered on the God of Grass began to grow slowly. When all the demon gods died, they would cause negative changes in the world. Thousands of miles away, the overthrown Tornado Demon God caused the ruins of Fenglong to whip up a never-ending gale.

Only the God of Grass is the only Demon God Famas has ever seen who exchanged his own death for the growth of vegetation.

An emerald green barrier unfolded, separating all sight lines.

Slowly trembling, he opened his palm and pressed it on Famas' chest.

This is all the divine power left by the God of Grass.

"The leylines...withered, I will also wither."

Although describing his own death, the God of Grass does not seem to feel sad, as if describing the blooming and withering of flowers.

"Don't miss me."

Grass God's hand touched Farmas' face.

"We have failed, but there will be successors, there will be successors, generation after generation, just like the most lush weeds, never stop."

The God of Grass finally turned into a piece of flowing elements beside Famas, slowly blending into the earth.

At the time of death, vegetation grows.

Although it was an extremely bad memory, the young man in red smiled and went straight forward, but he unexpectedly scared the wild boar beside him. The angry pig ran towards Famas, but he avoided it by turning sideways, even He also raised his hand and patted it on the back.

"Hey, you're quite fat, do you want to be my appetizer?"

The wild boar naturally ignored him, and the fat figure ran away with a grunt.

Of course Famas was just joking, he turned around and walked under the tree, jumped up and picked a few apples from the lower treetops, and he was going to bring two apples to Wendy.

As the boy left, the grass slime hiding underground popped up a head.

He didn't sneak attack on that human again.

Famas came to the ruins of Fenglong, and saw the green figure on the top of the tower at a glance.

Quietly passing through the barrier of the high tower, the boy in red flew up directly, and calmly came to Wendy who was sitting on the edge of the high tower, picking up his shoes and swinging them one by one.

"Every time I wait for you..."

Famas sat down beside Wendy: "How about the surprise I prepared for you?"

"I was taken to play by Twalin, and even Ying left, saying that I suddenly remembered a commission from the ruins of Fenglong."

Wendy puffed up her face, glanced at the position of Farmas' thigh, retracted her feet hanging from the edge of the tower, turned sideways, and lay on Farmas' lap.

Beside him are the ruins of the wind dragon swept by the strong wind and the high cliff blurred by the wind wall.

The world knows that after the War of the High Tower and when the tyrant Dekarabian died, in response to the prayers of the old Mond people, Barbatos, the god of wind, was born. Established the now free and romantic Mond city-state.

But what the world doesn't know is that Barbatos already existed at that time. He joined the Mond people in the struggle, but he was weak and tiny, unnoticed by others. very true.

He wasn't called Barbatos then.

He is just one of the thousands of winds in the north, born with a bit of wisdom, but he is almost the same as the other winds. He mixes with them in the howling of the strong winds, and lives in a daze, without knowing anything.

However, it was the sound of the young man's piano, the attention of the young man, and the words of the young man that gave it a consciousness of its own. It was no longer just a wisp of wind, it became a wisp of "wind that brings hope and change."

"Will there be no problem resurrecting Durin?"

Wendy turned her face sideways, put her nose on Farmas' stomach, squeezed his right hand, and gently sniffed the mint fragrance on the boy's body.

"will not."

Farmas gently put his left hand on Wendy's head, took off his hat, and curled his hair with his fingers.

Soft and bouncy.

Famas tugged at Wendy's braid maliciously, but in return the boy turned around curiously and looked sideways at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Whatever, it's fun."

Just like in school, boys would pull girls' braids maliciously, Famas smirked and ruffled Wendy's hair.

"It's so annoying to you."

Talking disgusted, Wendy wanted to avoid Famas's hand, but the gentle feeling of being stroked on the head made him not want to move, he just wanted to squint his eyes and enjoy it.

The contradictory feeling only existed in Wendy's mind for a moment, before it was replaced by a sense of comfort from above her head.

There used to be a lot of lyrics praising Farmas in the Munata country. Wendy suddenly remembered the poems the boy in red had taught him to sing, but thinking about it carefully, he couldn't remember too many things clearly.

"The sun is setting...don't be afraid of the dark..."

Hum softly.

"Look at the sky full of stars connected..."

Famas continued, and Fengshen asked him in confusion how he knew the second half of the song.

"This is the first song I taught you to sing after overthrowing the demon god of the tornado."

"Eh... sorry, I don't remember clearly."

Wendy froze for a moment. After a thousand years, he had already begun to forget some things.

Not even the gods can resist the wear and tear.

(End of this chapter)