Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

above the cloud.

Twarin, who passed through the wind barrier, continued to climb, rushing towards the center of the most bloody cloud.

The traveler sitting on the back of the dragon blocked the hot wind with his hands, staring at the hazy and fiery battlefield.

Like the scorching sun, the divine power brought up heat waves, rising continuously, and clusters of flying sparks flashed in the air.

The dazzling rock light quickly responded, dragging out heavy orange debris, annihilating all the burning flames.

Every time the rock and fire collide, there will be a sky-high melt flow and thunder falling from the gap in the clouds. If there is any living creature trying to spy on the gods with its eyes at this moment, it will be blinded by the violent temperature and endless radiance , permanently loses vision.

"Traveler, do not look directly at the wrathful god..."

Twalin turned his head, just about to remind the normally daring traveler, but he happened to see the movement of the other party staring at the god.

"Ah? What did you say?"

The traveler's ears were filled with the sound of howling wind and the sound of flames burning and bursting.

Ying and Paimon looked away at the same time, and the two women rubbed their eyes lightly as if they had just woken up, and leaned sideways and put their ears close to Twalin's neck, trying to hear what the other was saying.

"……fine."

The deafening roar of the wind dragon sounds so small and weak now.

Seeing that the two of them looked directly at the gods but did not suffer the slightest harm, Tewarin turned his head resentfully, flapped his wings of azure gradient, and broke into the core of the battlefield.

The new wind brought by the blue dragon made the air flow crazily surging, and the situation on the battlefield in the sky gradually became clear.

The first to appear in the clouds and mist was the Xuanhuang Yanlong, which was completely different from Twalin.

Her body is slender, her sharp claws are like the sharpest long swords, and the scales on her chest and abdomen are layered and interlaced, as if they were calcined from solid gold essence.

The molten gold eyes, ferocious dragon horns, and even the Danxia-colored beard and mane under the jaw are all exactly the same as the fairy ancestor Fashui that the traveler saw in the golden house.

At this time, the rock dragon was attacked by countless flames. The young man in the Munata costume held two blades and slashed at the dragon's body wrapped in the brute force of the mountain without hesitation, cutting off the dragon's tight scales. Cracked, and dazzling golden blood flowed out.

"Think of the wrestling as a flame, Morax."

"It heats up and then burns. So do I and the enemy heat the world around me and eventually set it on fire."

The origins of Famas glowed red like a blazing fire, new wounds and old scars criss-crossed on his arms, and the fire-forged weapons cracked in the reckless confrontation, and the air was filled with the smell of tar and sulfur .

The rage of the scorching sun was boiling, and the boy's eyes were fixed on the huge dragon body of Morax.

The excitement in his blood when he faced a strong enemy made him clearly aware that he was still alive and in the middle of a hearty battle.

The confrontation between the two gods became more and more intense. The flares caused by the collision of rock and fire continued to spread, and the terrifying high temperature even spread to Qingxupu and Dunyuling in the west of Liyue Harbor.

Even Twarin, known as the Sky Ripper, could only be forced to hover around the edge of the battlefield with Traveler and Paimon.

"Ying, look at that dragon...it seems to be the Emperor of the Rock..."

Paimon raised his finger to the rock dragon walking through the red mist. …

I don't know if it's because of holding the heart of God or because of my physique, but the flames and vibrations that are extremely dangerous to mortals are still within the tolerance of the two women.

The traveler followed Paimon's eyes, and saw the rock dragon in the air wrapped in flames. She stretched her body and roared, and then went straight to the sky, looking down at the tyrannical boy.

Even though it was far away, Ying could still see familiar human emotions in the dragon's eyes.

It was a majestic yet alienated look.

"When you give up your status as the world's seventh ruler, you should expect the consequences of failure."

The rock dragon transformed by the emperor held its head high and groaned at the young man like the scorching sun, then stretched out the dragon claws wrapped in the majesty of the rock, and suddenly rushed downward, and the thick cloud layer was also torn open a crack the size of a canyon.

The out-of-the-box rock peaks swept towards Farmas, tearing apart the raging fire that enveloped him.

The rubble between the gravel and the metal in the rock flow produced strands of electric current, catalyzed by the broken electrical crystal, and wrapped in lightning, it attacked the boy holding the double blade from all directions, and thousands of thunderbolts hit his body every second. shield armor.

The rock light in the leylines seemed to find a pouring hole, and it revolved around Famas with Zhong Li's movements.

Thick rock pillars quickly formed around the hovering dragon, connecting downward to the elemental force on the ground, and reaching upward to the other side of the sky.

The bright and hard-to-see rock light surged down from the crack torn by the rock dragon, penetrated the young man's body in the dust of the dragon and snake dance, and then the bright yellow electric light permeated the entire sea of ​​flames, forming a Like a miraculous pillar of light.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion, and Ying clearly saw Famas raised his arms to resist, and the sword spine intersected with the sharpest point of the rock arc.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursting flames everywhere, breaking the balance of power convergence in an instant, the rock light was magnificent and soft, but the sharp blade in Famas's hand turned into sand and dust, decayed and collapsed as if it had experienced the erosion of rock for thousands of years.

"boom!"

The impact that swept across everything spread in all directions with Famas as the center, completely clearing away the remaining fire that was still strong around, Ying could even see a false mirage in the raised dust.

However, when the frightening shock wave dissipated, the young man carrying a heavy shield reappeared, and the indestructible shield in his hand turned into a spear, and threw it straight at the majestic hovering rock dragon.

"Famas... Zhongli!"

Witnessing such a shocking scene, Ying shouted with the loudest voice, trying to attract the attention of the two gods.

But before her voice could reach the ears of the two gods, it was already taken away by the shock, explosion, and tremor of thunder piercing the air.

Twarin led the girl to avoid the falling stones and lingering fire, and moved towards a certain goal.

During the bumpy journey, the two hearts of gods in the traveler's pocket collided with each other, emitting a dazzling light.

"Twarin, where are we going?"

Seeing that the Dragon of the East Wind was gradually moving away from the core of the battlefield, Ying hurriedly leaned down, leaned into Twalin's ear, and asked loudly.

"To meet the poet who can only play the piano and sing."

Twalin kept flapping his wings and galloping, and at this moment, lyrics sung in an unknown language came from the girl's ears. The tone was pious but not lacking in sadness, like some kind of sacrificial tune.

"Drink in the feast of the castle, and watch the sun go slowly."

"The scorching sun walks in the streets and alleys, and the winners gather to rekindle."

"The furnace is his skin, and the flames are his eyes."

"Let's see what rests in war..."

The young man with green braids in a white robe gently plucked the strings in his hands, and the ethereal singing sounded like a trickle resounding through the sky.

The pure white wings fluttered, and the millennium wind spiraled up from the streets and mountains, forming a wind barrier that separated the world.

The performance of the high-level singer is a good medicine to soothe the pain.

As early as when the gods were walking in the world and the demon gods were constantly fighting, the wind god who gave up ruling the people used his weak piano sound to heal the wounds of the world.

"Oh, you are finally here."

Seeing Twarin and the traveler emerging from the red clouds, Wendy blinked her emerald eyes, and stretched out her hands to greet them like old friends.

The Qing Fei's divine pattern on Fengshen's thigh lit up, and then she waved the white wings behind her, Wen Lan stepped on Twalin's dragon horn with the sole of her foot, and spread her hand helplessly:
"Now... maybe only our heroic traveler can save the two gods who have been blinded by hatred."