Genshin Impact: Start by establishing the Kingdom of Winter

The battle was over, and the battle was over.

As a person who had personally experienced the end of the war, Mosmo treated the young men and women he captured as livestock.

Even though his limbs were nailed by the thunder gun, the intense pain made his brain very clear, and he did not look down on these people.

The only woman...

"Very good, I have seen many guys who are not afraid of death, but unfortunately most of them begged for mercy in the end." Yae Shenzi sneered, and the lightning flowed on her body.

"I hope you can hold on a little longer."

"What do you want to do?" Mosmo looked at Yae Shenzi, only to see her leisurely hugging her arms, smiling like she was on vacation.

He was not afraid of death. He had experienced the final battle and had seen hell on earth.

The only pity was that his sacrifice was interrupted, and he didn't know whether the demon god would forgive him.

"I said, I won't do anything, but those people you kidnapped will do."

"You have seen the cruelty of the world, so let me show you something more cruel."

Yae Shenzi waved to the young men and women nearby: "Look, this guy looks down on you even when he is about to die, don't you want to do something?"

"This... then may I ask this lord, do you want us to kill him?"

"Hehe, kill him? Do you think he is afraid of death?"

Yae Shenzi laughed and said: "For stones like this in the toilet, we have to use other methods. ”

“What method?”

“Of course…”

She walked to the man, whispered a few words, handed him a talisman, turned to look at Mosmo, and winked at him: “Have fun.”

“Hmph, no matter whether it is severe torture or other methods, don’t even think about making me beg for mercy.”

Mosmo sneered: “I’m in trouble today, but don’t try to humiliate me.”

“Oh my, you are so arrogant. Although I like humans, it’s a pity that guys like you are not one of them.”

After saying that, she left here without looking back.

What awaits Mosmo will be unimaginable punishment.

After seeing Yae Shenzi leave, several young men and women looked at each other and put the talisman on Mosmo’s forehead.

"What is that woman doing? She brought this broken thing to me to beg for mercy?"

"Hey, you guys..."

When he was about to say something, the picture in front of him was distorted, and the body nailed by the thunder gun also returned to its previous state.

"This is..."

Mosmo stood up and patted his previous wounds, "It's all recovered. Is this an illusion?"

"I thought it was something else, but it turned out to be an illusion?"

Mosmo had seen illusions before. It was nothing more than a means of interfering with the five senses. Those witches often used this kind of illusion to confuse people.

As long as the interfering magic power is cut off, it can return to normal.

Although Mosmo is not a spellcaster, he has his own means.

"Haha!" He concentrated all the blood and qi in his body together, intending to interrupt the magic power in his body, but surprisingly, he did not feel the flow of magic power at all.

"No magic power?" Mosmo checked his body in surprise, "Isn't it using magic power to interfere?"

"Or the so-called elemental power?"

"Hey, buddy, what are you playing?"

A voice came to his ears, and Mosmo looked in the direction of the voice. The person in front of him turned out to be one of the people he had kidnapped before.

"You..."

Mosmo was a little confused. Didn't this guy just shout and kill him?

Why does he look like this in this illusion?

"Are you okay?" The other party looked at him with some concern, "I saw you standing here for a long time, wondering if you have any condition."

"I'm fine."

Mosmo looked at him, his eyes kept looking at him, making the other party feel uncomfortable.

"Hey, don't look at me like that, I..." Before the man finished speaking, he looked at the sky in horror and pointed: "Run!"

"Run?"

Mosmo subconsciously looked back, and dozens of more than three meters long steel bars broke through the air.

His eyelids twitched. Facing the rain of steel bars, Mosmo just wanted to dodge, but was shocked to find that his legs were gone!

Yes, they were gone.

They disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never existed in the world.

Without his legs, he was eventually pierced through the body by dozens of steel bars, nailing him to death.

On the ground, it was horrible.

The last thing Mosmo saw was the man's horrified expression and the corners of his mouth with a strange upturned.

He died.

Then...

"Wow!"

Mosmo suddenly screamed, as if a drowning person suddenly came into contact with the air, gasping for air.

"I'm not..."

He touched his head, recalling the pain of being pierced by dozens of steel bars just now.

Such severe pain is not something that illusion can do.

"What the hell is going on!" Mosmo roared, and then found that the scene had changed again.

A ruined city looks like it has just experienced a tragic war.

"This place is so familiar." Mosmo thought about it. Isn't this the battlefield he experienced in the End War a few years ago?

How...

He checked his whole body, and this time he didn't lose any arms or legs.

"Don't stand there, hurry up and follow me!"

Mosmo looked at the woman, who was also one of the sacrifices he had kidnapped before. At this time, she was wearing a military uniform, and her temperament was completely different from the weak temperament during the sacrifice ceremony.

There was some dust and wounds on her face, and she sternly scolded her: "Private Mosmo, are you deaf!"

"Hurry up and follow me, our company will defend this place today, whoever dares to be a deserter will be the first to be shot!"

"What is going on, is it an illusion?"

Mosmo ignored the other party's scolding, just followed her, thinking about everything that happened to him.

Boom boom boom————

Several shells exploded beside him, and the deafening sound and shock wave shook his mind.

"Hide!"

"What are you doing! Private Mosmo!" The woman shouted, "You're going the wrong way. No, you want to be a deserter!"

"Fuck you, deserter!"

Mosmo lay on the ground and ran away in the opposite direction. He vaguely remembered that he could leave here safely from another way.

"Asshole, you actually deserted!" The woman cursed angrily, "In this case, I can only shoot you!"

After that, she took out her musket and aimed it at Mosmo.

"Bang---!"

This bullet was steady and accurate. There were so many ruins blocking it in the middle, but it still didn't miss.

A large piece of Mosmo's back of the head was broken, and all the red and white blood flowed out.

"It's really accurate..."