Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 352 Have you ever heard, no idea...

On the battlefield of Tianheng Mountain, a wildfire ignited on the ridge, and in the red cloud full of bloody smell, soared the gorgeous blue dragon.

"Poet, do you know what the consequences will be if you start a war against Liyue in the capacity of the world's seventh ruler?"

Twalin kept hovering in the clouds, but the gentle wind was now fierce, making the cyan poet's cloak flutter.

Although there is a wind wall around the sky dragon to block the bloody red mist, the divine power of war condensed by death and pain is still like a tide, surging towards any intruder without end.

The sanity that devours any life turns it into a war machine that only knows how to kill.

"I know, Twarin."

Wendy looked up at the sky, it was cloudy as if it was covered with dust, and there was an ominous air flow visible to the naked eye, then she stretched out her hands playing the song of the sky, and counted her fingers:

"I who lost the heart of God, Lord Benlang in the state of a remnant soul, Famas whose strength is not as good as before... I met the old man who worked hard every day and managed Liyue diligently."

"It seems that we really can't beat them."

The little poet took a deep breath, patted his head with a headache, raised his eyes that were as clear as a lake of wine, and plucked the strings of the Felin in his hand to dispel the fog of war for Tewarin.

"Roar!"

Hearing Wendy's words, Twarin roared angrily, and the blue light that spewed out of his mouth directly penetrated the thick clouds, and the six blue-sky-colored wings flicked, and the flying speed increased a little.

"Barbatos! You are the god of Mond, representing the whole of Mond."

"The gods of Yantu believe that this is a sign of Mond's war against Liyue!"

Twalin recalled the experience of being plucked by Famas to make arrows, and his claws clenched involuntarily.

All his feathers turned into sharp arrows aimed at the enemy.

A god addicted to war does not deserve the wind's help!

Wendy raised her hand and touched the cold scales on Tewarin's forehead, comforting him, the family member who guarded Mond thousands of years ago.

"So, we have to try to persuade Farmas first."

The boy straightened his body, plucked the strings, and felt the little strength remaining in his chest. The blue-black wind rippling from the small leather shoes on the soles of his feet, surrounded his body.

"The meaning of resistance he led was exactly the freedom Mond had pursued."

The divine power that belongs to the wind erupts, and it spreads continuously in the crimson clouds to the surroundings, and soon dissipates a small piece of clear space. The morning sun shines through the fog, the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke and fire, and shines on the blood-stained Tianheng Mountain. on the apple tree.

"Sunlight……"

"Is the fairy helping us?"

"This body is a shield, protecting Liyue forever! Soldiers, kill the enemy!"

Although the area of ​​the scarlet cloud that Wendy dispelled was not large, the sunlight that suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield still attracted everyone's attention.

Liyue's Qianyan army had already desperately killed the heavy cavalry who had been invading, but with little success. Many soldiers of the Qianyan army tried their best to stretch their arms to touch the seemingly inconspicuous creature before they died. Sunlight.

And the boy on Twalin's back has changed his appearance, with white wings sprouting from his back, his black and green gradient braids add a bit of agility to him, his warm feet are empty, and the delicate Cecilia is pinned on top of his head.

The pure white robe looks very thin, only covering the private parts, but it gives people a sense of sanctity and intangible luxury. The indigo divine pattern on the thighs is shining brightly, and the golden hexagram on the chest is flowing with power that is difficult for ordinary people to reach. .

God of poetry and liberty, singer of high heaven, Barbatos.

Compared with a god who has experienced resistance to war, he is more like a simple boy who has not been deeply involved in the world.

It's just that in Wendy's eyes, there is a tenderness and peace that young people cannot possess.

In the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, Famas, holding a long spear, took off his neck armor and face armor casually, revealing his sticky hair full of blood from the enemy. The towering shoulder armor trembled under the unique coercion of the demon god.

"Barbatos, I thought you weren't coming."

Famas, who had been soaked in blood, looked up at the singer in the sky, his longing and astonishment flashed away, but the spear in his hand did not hesitate at all, and the strong power of war was compressed to the extreme.

But before Farmas swung his spear down, there was a roar of gnashing teeth not far behind.

"Thief, the Liyue Seven Stars are here, so don't make a fuss!"

A few ancient lightning wedges fell from behind the heavy armored cavalry, and then exploded, a petite figure flashed out of the purple lightning, and the thunderous sword blade killed him in an instant.

The visitor's purple hair fluttered, like rice lights flickering in the sky, staring at the charging cavalry, his rosy purple pupils were full of indifference.

The angry thunder slashed at the throwing spears behind the cavalrymen, cutting off the shafts of the spears condensed by the power of the abyss.

The cavalrymen who were hit were surrounded by deep purple lightning in an instant, and the thunder kept beating on his plate armor, turning into the flesh and blood that didn't exist, and igniting the cavalrymen who were dead souls inside their bodies.

"Your Majesty... I am waiting for Wan Sheng!"

The heavily armored cavalrymen turned the reins without hesitation, endured the tearing feeling from their souls, and drove the horses into the intruder's line of defense, and then chopped several Qianyan soldiers in a row, and finally dissipated in the furious thunder among.

This is the first time that the Munata cavalry unit has been killed in battle until now.

Even under the bombardment of the Liyue Mountain Cannon, the cavalry who burned their souls for strength were only slightly shallower.

"That's Lord Yuheng! Our reinforcements are here!"

Soon, a messenger of the Qianyan Army recognized the other party's identity and shouted to boost the morale of the already low Qianyan Army.

"The heaven and earth are mysterious and clear, and the emperor's order is a talisman."

"I follow the decree of the law, and the execution is unknown."

"Please summon the generals, subdue the demons!"

"The filth dissipates, and the noble spirit remains forever!"

"Urgent as a law."

Just after Keqing killed the approaching heavy cavalry, the order to subdue demons and demons sounded on the battlefield, and the Qianyan army brigade mobilized by the Dihuazhou patrol and the Liyue alchemist family surrounded from behind and broke into the bloody battlefield .

Although Munata's undead cavalry has regained powerful power through the evil eye, they are still fragile ghosts in essence. Especially in the face of these alchemists who already made a living by exorcising demons, the invincible cavalry troops finally began to appear Mass casualties.

Come like thunder and stop wrath, stop like Jiang Haiqing condenses light!
This is a poem passed down by word of mouth in the Liyue Tea House. It was originally used to describe the Southern Cross Fleet of Beidou, which fought and plundered without any disadvantage in the sea. But at some point, the thunder in the poem was misrepresented by the common people Yuheng star among the seven stars of the moon.

Today's Keqing is like the furious thunder in a poem, with cold eyes, endless thunder hooked on the blade of the sword, as if it sucked all the purple electricity from the sky, and went straight to the Fa who was guarded by the cavalry in the center. mas.

In addition to Yuheng Xing rushing to the center of the battlefield, there are two bright figures in the wreckage-filled battlefield.

"Punish the evil and promote the good, do your part!"

The young man in Tsing Yi holds a blue one-handed sword, the elegant ancient Hua swordsmanship is like a rain cage mountain, and the sword energy is surging like a rainbow left by the rain.

The second young master of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, Xingqiu.

"He Ri Qing Rong, Frost Sky Jade!"

The four spiritual blades spread like clouds and stars, guarding the young alchemist who was holding the heavy sword horizontally like a saint. The convenience brought by the pure yang body made the heavy cavalry who approached the young man feel a burning pain.

Tianheng alchemist, pure yang spirit body, heavy cloud.

Three holders of the God's Eye and a large number of alchemists joined in, making the situation on the battlefield turn sharply.

The Qianyan Army of the Northern Battalion, whose line of defense was about to be broken, seemed to see the hope of victory.

It's just that the power condensed on the Famas gun blade has been completed, the ground under the boy's feet is torn apart, magma gushes out from the cracks in the ground, and the flames burn on the soil, turning everything that can be burned into scorched earth.

Finally, the spear in Famas's hand was slashed in the direction of Liyue North Wharf.

"The move used to cut through the false sky..."

Wendy's emerald green pupils shrank suddenly, and everyone in the battlefield fell into the silent blood-red world at the same moment Famas slashed.

(End of this chapter)