Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 372 For whom does the death knell toll?

Chapter 372 For whom does the death knell toll?

"Traveler, this battle has nothing to do with you."

"Don't try to reverse the will of the gods."

Zhong Li opened his mouth solemnly, his amber eyes glistened against the backdrop of the black fire, overflowing with brilliance like burning gold.

Although he didn't understand how his God's Heart appeared in the hands of the traveler, the most important thing right now was to seal Famas once again, who was on the verge of losing control.

Studying and using the power of the abyss at will will only reproduce the ending of the raging and exile of monsters like Reinhardt, the alchemist who spied taboos thousands of years ago.

Zhongli took advantage of the gaps in the conversation to continuously mobilize divine power to strangle the abyss near the wound, while Famas on the other side of the battlefield was also suppressing the black fire contaminated by the dark color, turning it red into a dawn-like flame again.

It's just that this kind of brutal suppression with divine power is tantamount to fighting a fire with a salary, and it cannot completely eliminate the influence of the power of the abyss.

Fiendfire kept trembling, and could burst out with even more frightening heat at any time.

"I reject!"

The traveler looked at Zhongli who was as indifferent as a rock, and gritted his teeth and responded: "I don't know the grievances between you and Farmas, but the war should not affect ordinary people in Liyue Port."

"Mr. Zhongli...no, Dijun..."

"Under your feet are countless residents of Liyue who have been affected by the battle. If it weren't for the wind god Barbatos holding up the sky with a gale, Liyue Port would have been destroyed by the aftermath of the battle."

The girl's deafening voice reached Zhongli's ears, but it didn't make any waves appear on the other's ice-cold face.

In the battle between the gods, gentleness has never belonged to the Lord of the Rock. In the melee that overturns the world, even if the old friend turns against each other, the Mountain will not show mercy.

"Thousands of years ago, that poet imitated my handwriting and forged the [Secret Agreement of Leeward]. Now is the time to repay it."

"Let's not talk about being the Seventh World Ruler. This is also the obligation of Barbatos."

Zhongli nodded and stated in a reasonable tone.

As the god of wealth and contracts, he remembers every contract concluded under the oath of the rock king emperor god.

Even if the person who signed the contract is not himself.

"Traveler, I cannot protect Liyue forever."

"Maybe one day, Rockport will lose the gaze of the gods, and mortals will eventually have to learn to walk alone."

The emperor's Yao-colored dragon pupils flickered, fine scales climbed up his neck, and even the dragon horns on his ears were glowing with golden amber light.

The seemingly weak human beings are the creatures that have stayed the longest in the long years of the Tivat Continent.

Entrusting Liyue's future to them was a fateful choice.

"In the face of the invasion of foreign armies, the Qianyan Army and Seven Stars have proven their determination to protect Liyue. Now it is up to me to follow the ancient contract to cleanse the Quartet and wipe out the Demon God."

The sound of Zhongli's words fell, and the rich rock light broke through the pitch-black battlefield, revealing the dark blue night sky that had not been seen for a long time, and the shining emperor seemed like the sun hidden under the sea.

But after careful observation, it can be found that on the edge of the inconspicuous rock awning, a shattered pitch-black void has appeared in the area where Famas and Zhongli's divine power collided.

"Wait... Zhongli!"

The traveler turned around unsuspectingly, holding the No-Front Sword horizontally to block, leaving his back to Farmas who was observing the situation.

Finding an opportunity, Famas suddenly waved his hand at the traveler, and the pitch-black flame rushed towards the girl with scorching heat, but it didn't intend to take the traveler's life, but to retrieve the God's Heart hanging from her waist.

As Zhongli said, Vikas has completed his mission as a soldier.

As a king, Famas must not let these lingering desires be extinguished.

"Ying, be careful!"

Just as the flame approached the traveler, Paimon anxiously reminded him.

Zhong Li also sensed Famas's intentions, and the rock flow gathered like a tidal wave, attacking the traveler while preventing Fiendfire from spreading.

The battle in Liyue Harbor is over, so it's time to retrieve the chess pieces that symbolize the power of the gods.

"Huh!"

Ying raised the sword lightly, and the amber wings of light appeared behind the girl again, and the long sword with starlight cut towards the black fire, as if the ice and snow met the scorching sun, melting the power of the abyss in an instant.

At the same time, the flowing rock light had bound the girl's dangling feet, and the radiant divine power cut off the ribbon, pulling the two God's Hearts around.

But before the emperor could do his best, the blue breeze stretched out from the broken part of the ribbon like a filament, locking the chess piece firmly by the girl's side.

"Barbatos..."

Zhongli frowned, and even greater divine power rushed towards the traveler, trying to tear off the tough wind, but unexpectedly the rock standing under his feet had been eroded by the power of the dark abyss.

The black fire continued to devour the power of the gods as if it was alive, and the rock-solid foundation collapsed in an instant.

Famas also discovered the solid divine power left by Barbatos, and then controlled the abyss to erode the rock, with a helpless wry smile on his lips.

"This guy Wendy has done something serious."

Ignoring the flames of the abyss that had been consumed by the starlight, Famas raised his hand and summoned the most violent dark fire, the deadly pillar of fire clinging to the boy's side, roaring straight into the sky.

The gods need to govern the world and continue their faith in order to accumulate divine power.

As the oldest and most diligent of the seven rulers, Morax has the greatest divine power stored in the Heart of God.

Since the flood of Guiliji and the end of the rule of the two kings, Emperor Yanwang moved the people to live in the south of Tianheng. The industrious Liyue people opened mountains to pick jade and drill rocks to get access, and established a port named Liyue. The city has lasted for more than 700 years.

For the past 700 years, the emperor has abided by the contract and responsibilities, guided Liyue's development, and never neglected the slightest bit. The huge divine power accumulated in the heart of the god is even inferior to the wind god Barbatos who was at the same time as the emperor.

However, Famas resolutely chose to give up the godhood in the ancient times because he was unwilling to abide by the laws established by the laws of heaven. When Munata's national power was at its peak, he destroyed the heart of the gods and granted divine power to mortals.

Although Famas did not rule Munata for a long time, he lived in a warring country with advanced technology, rich people and strong people.

The highly mechanized army traversed the Tivat continent, constantly plundering resources and beliefs. Compared with the current rock king, Famas at that time was not inferior.

Otherwise, how could Farmas be called the former chief of the Seven Gods by Zhong Li.

"In this case...you should leave with the heart of God first."

Famas seemed to realize something, reached out and tapped out of thin air, and the fire element purified by the traveler just now formed a ball, which enveloped Ying and Paimon unexpectedly, and then pushed the two women away from the central battlefield.

Temporarily entrusting the Heart of God to the traveler also prevented Morax from destroying the Heart of God and awakening the possibility of heaven.

Famas used the evil eye as a medium to unscrupulously mobilize the power of the abyss in the depths of the earth's veins to suppress Yanguang, and the madness in the red eyes flashed away.

The black flames hang down from the sky like a veil, like the skirt of the goddess of the moon, but it brings the horror of the doomsday. The sky light falls weakly through the flames, casting a rich gray-black color on the ground.

"Under the sky, no one is an island, and no one can be self-sufficient."

"So, Morax, ask no more for whom the bell tolls."

"It's ringing just for you!"

(End of this chapter)

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