Comparing the two original gods, the executioner wins.

"At this time, the lion's teeth are decaying, and the eagle flag is not flying. "

Another dragon approached Mond. "

"Suffering is the shadow that hangs over the cathedral. "

"The sigh is reunited by the poet into poetry. "

"The Sky Dragon listened to the call. "

"Fight the dragon to the death in the storm!"

"The Sky Dragon swallowed the poisonous blood of the evil dragon and fell into a deep sleep. "

"Years later, no one knows about it. "

"Why do people reject me today?"

The Sky Lyre didn't speak. "

"Anger and sadness, life and poisonous blood turned into tears from the corners of the dragon's eyes. "

"Poetry is silent, corruption takes effect easily. "

Sky Qin was no longer able to speak. "

......

Sarah: It turns out that this is the story of the wind demon dragon... I heard Wendy tell this story in the square before, and at that time I thought it was made up by Wendy, but now I know that Wendy is actually the god of wind, but I have a special feeling.

Marjorie: The Sky Dragon drove away the evil dragon for Mond, but was attacked by the poisonous blood of the dragon, and when he woke up, he found that the Mond people he had protected had forgotten or even disgusted it, and it was not good for anyone!

!

Margaret: But fortunately, now that we know the story of the Sky Dragon, many people should feel guilty about the existence that once guarded Mondstadt!

......

"Huh, you are..." In front of the statue of the god of wind, looking at the traveler in front of him, Wendy's acting skills went online, "Ah, is that the one who scared Twalin away at that time?"

"Twalin?" Paimon widened his eyes curiously, "Don't most people call him the Wind Demon Dragon?

"Eh~ guess!"

Paimon: ...

"Traveler, this person is so strange..."

"Who are you?"

Ying looked at the green guy in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

"My name is Wendy, a bard," Wendy said with a smile, "to be precise, I am the winner of three consecutive [Mondstad's favorite bard]. "

"Are you looking for me for something?"

......

Xingqiu: Eh... How to say, if you don't know Wendy's identity, it's okay, now you know that Wendy is the wind god, this picture, how to see how weird...

Lisa: It seems that our Fengshen acting skills still need to be improved (laughs)~

Wendy:

Hey~

Flora: Mondstad's favorite bard... Why don't I remember that Mondstadt had this game?

Margaret: Do you still need to think about it? It must have been made up by our great wind god!

Flora: ...

Lisa: Cluck... I haven't heard much truth from our Mond wind god~

Beidou: I know, as we all know, Barbatos doesn't get down to business!

......

"Since you recognize us, don't you need us to explain too much, of course, about the wind demon dragon. "

Looking at Wendy's confused look, Paimon crossed his back and asked, "Hey, don't pretend to have amnesia so suddenly, right?"

As Ying took out the crystal, Wendy's face showed a hint of surprise.

Sure enough!

As Wendy took out a crystal again and watched the crystal being purified in front of the screen again, Wendy was even more convinced of her thoughts.

......

Condensation: The abyss-like power in the crystal can actually be purified by travelers?

Keqing: Incredible power.

Albedo: The power of travelers... How to say, it seems to be elemental power, but it has a power that seems to exceed the level of elemental power, otherwise it is impossible to purify the impurities in the crystal.

Saino: @阿贝多, can you see the nature of the power of travelers?

Albedo: I'm sorry... The power of travelers, I can't see through ....

Lisa: Well, don't think about it, after all, you used to be a character who could fight the gods!

Albedo: Also...

......

Determined the thoughts in his heart, Ying's status in Wendy's heart was once again raised to a higher level.

The two sides finally reached an agreement, and outside Mond City, under the big trees in the wind, Wendy finally told Ying more about the wind demon dragon.

"The Wind Demon Dragon's initial hatred was definitely not because people no longer sacrificed the [Four Winds Guardian]. "

"It's not a naturally occurring hate, it's a product of corrosion. "

"Rot ... Corrosion?" Paimon questioned.

Wendy nodded.

It was the black blood flowing into his heart that tormented him and made it sleep peacefully for many years. "