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"We signed a contract to face the truth, right, Mr. Zhongli! You must have a fair judgment on this matter!"

Wan Yan was slightly agitated.

This is something she has spent half her life trying to prove.

At this moment, the knowledgeable and rational Mr. Zhongli in front of her may be her only hope.

Because, in Liyue, there are too many people who believe in the rock king.

Even if she can get the evidence of [Morax's assassination of the Demon God of Rock] here, if there is no authoritative person to carry forward this conclusion with her, it is still useless

Therefore, she is full of expectations for Mr. Zhongli.

And Zhongli did not live up to her expectations.

Responding: "Naturally...and Liyue is no longer Liyue of Morax."

"Come with me, all the answers are ahead."

The dark and empty underground secret realm is still full of monsters like Qiuqiu people.

The overall atmosphere of the ruins is also disturbing.

Especially the ones in weird poses.

It seems that the souls of the dead thousands of years ago are still wandering in this underground ruins.

Fortunately, Zhongli has always been in the team.

This uneasiness is dissipated a lot.

This, perhaps, is the sense of security brought by the emperor.

in the room ahead.

There are more traces of White's salinization in the corner of the wall, and there are many dried salt blocks on the ground.

And most notably.

It is the two broken swords enshrined on the altar.

"Is this... a sword?"

Wan Yan stepped forward to examine carefully,

"Ah! It's a broken sword! This is the evidence! It proves that the Demon God of Salt once resisted! It's just that he couldn't resist Morax's murderous hands!"

"Compared to [Salt Cup] and [Salt Ruler], the power of this [Sword] must far surpass them!"

"If this sword can be repaired, it will be able to show others the former power of the Prison Demon God.

Wan Yan determined that this broken sword was the weapon of the Demon God of Salt.

Although she didn't have any evidence, but as a believer in the God of Salt, she chose to trust her intuition.

*****

"Huh? With a broken sword, you can see so much evidence right away?"

"I'm really convinced, just seeing 04 get a sword and make up all the plots in my brain?"

"With such imagination, why do [Yinyuan Hall], it's a pity not to write novels!"

"Good guy, Hei Dijun is black from head to tail."

"By the way, Zhongli is really calm. If this person smears the emperor so much in front of me, I probably can't help but do it long ago!"

"What adult would be angry with a child?"

"Haha, it's true."

"In other words, I think Zhongli should have nothing to do with these remarks. He just feels regretful."

"The two broken swords, from an archaeological point of view, are two cultural relics. According to the contract of [take things in order, one at a time], you can only take one of them." Zhongli said calmly.

"Why, why? Although it is said to be taken sequentially, Clement has already......"

"Yes, but [one at a time] is still valid. It is not allowed to take two cultural relics at the same time."

Paimon felt a little sympathetic, and pleaded with Zhongli, "Well... Zhongli, she is not malicious, and she didn't fight, can you accommodate me?"

"The contract cannot be accommodated, and if it is not obeyed, it is broken."

Zhongli refused without hesitation.

"Did Paimon forget that the Rock God is [God of Contract]?"

"By the way, how do I feel that Lord Yan is setting these two people up all the way?"

"Ginger is still old and spicy."

"There is a reason why Zhongli has been so indifferent along the way."

"I suspect Paimon is trying to make love to Zhongli here."

"No! If you only have half of it, then, then there is no way to repair it, and there is no way to reproduce the power of the Demon God of Salt...."

"Anyway, for my faith in her."

"Even if it is to break the contract, I will not hesitate."

Wan Yan's expression became resolute.

"Have you made up your mind? Then, there is a price." Zhongli said indifferently.

"Zhongli!"

Paimon was a little timid and wanted to persuade Zhongli, but he didn't know how to speak.

"This means that you have to suffer [the punishment of eating rocks]."

"That's...it doesn't matter. The Demon God of Salt is willing to sacrifice her life to protect her followers. My sacrifice is insignificant."

"It doesn't matter how you punish, as long as I bring back... a proof of my faith!"

Wan Yan seemed to regard death as home.

At this time, Paimon also thought of a reason to persuade Zhongli.

"No, you can't hit girls!"

Zhongli didn't seem to have any intention of doing it.

He continued to speak: "If you can get relief that way, it may be an easier way, but

Just when Zhongli said the word "but", there was a slight "jingle" in the background music at the same time

It seems to imply that the next [Punishment of Eating Rocks] will be different from ordinary punishments.

"As punishment, I will tell you the truth."

"What?"

Wan Yan was taken aback for a moment, seemingly incomprehensible,

"You tell the truth...is it my punishment?"

"Yes, the next thing you will hear is the price you paid for breaking the contract."

"—Unfortunately, the demon god of salt, Heulia, is not a powerful demon god."

"On the contrary, she is too weak—too accommodating, too weak, and she is absolutely impossible to ascend to the position of the Seven Gods...the loser.

"What did you say...?!" Wan Yan's voice was already trembling.

"During the War of the Demon Gods, the demon gods in the world tried their best to compete for the Tivat continent with all their strength and wisdom."

"But Heulia chose to escape. She believed that as long as she gave up before the battle happened, the war would never affect herself and her people.

“However, in the long years of war, there will be no end to [concessions].”

"In a bottomless concession, Heulia lost all her land, leaving only the last shelter."

"No...no...it's impossible..."

"At her last moment, she didn't even have a weapon that could be lifted up to protect her people.

"Not even a weapon? But, this sword......"

Wan Yan pointed to the broken sword in front of him.

"Yes, this broken sword is not a relic of the Demon God of Salt, but... the murder weapon that killed her."

"...?"

"No, this is false, what you said is false, you want to confuse my faith in the gods!"

Wanyan's voice is getting louder.

When a person can't even control her voice, it means that the words she said are more used to convince herself.

"As I said, I only state the facts." Zhongli said indifferently.

"That's unreasonable! You...you are also a follower of Morax, don't try to lie to me!"

Wan Yan subconsciously took two steps back.

Emotions are on the verge of collapse.

So she just ran out.

"Hey! Hey! Don't run!" Paimon shouted in the direction of Wan Yan's escape.

The traveler exclaimed:

"What Zhongli said is indeed the truth... This is a big blow to her."

"Well, otherwise I wouldn't take the truth as punishment, and I don't want to tell such cruel things."

"Let's continue to go deep, there... I'm afraid there will be something that makes her have to accept the truth no matter what."

"Poor woman, faith is shattered.

"Dijun is worthy of being a Dijun, this [punishment] method is more uncomfortable than killing her."

"This is really much more severe than a beating, and it directly hits the spiritual pillar."

"It's definitely crit damage."

When the players saw this, they felt that this [Rock Eating Punishment] was really harsh.

However, I can't sympathize with this woman at all.

It can only be said that everything is her own fault.

keep going.

More sculptures with strange poses appeared on the road ahead.

Compared with what I saw at the beginning, the statues here are more exaggerated in terms of demeanor and movements.

Even Paimon could easily discern their intentions before being salted.

"These [statues], are...running away?"

"What else is ahead..."

"It's salt, and betrayal." Zhongli replied in a deep voice.

This answer can easily be heard as "the oath, and the betrayal"

After stepping up a step.

In front of the organ door ahead, he caught up with Wan Yan who was trembling.

I don't know if it was because of the collapse of faith, or because I was frightened by the sights I saw along the way.

Said in a crying voice:

"What is it all along the way?"

"What did they see...and do?"

"Then... what happened again?"

Zhongli replied indifferently: "Since you can't trust me, let's move on.

"Everything that happened at that time, and the traces left behind this door, will be recorded faithfully."

Randomly, the door was piling.

The scene ahead appeared in everyone's sight.

Thick chunks of salt were scattered on the ground.

But the salt blocks are not evenly distributed in the room.

Instead, it presents a trend of spreading out from the center.

There are even rock block structures resembling stalactites in some corners.

Seen from above as a whole, it looks like a group of salt flowers blooming in full bloom.

There are quite a few statues in fleeing gestures around.

but the most special,

Still the one closest to [Salt Flower].

He was the only one who didn't run away.

Instead, he showed a posture of holding a weapon, and launched an assassination action towards the front.

"Here is the scene. Heulia's body collapsed, leaving only a few traces of salt. The scene of dying is also frozen here."

"At the end of the story, some of her people finally realized that this kind but weak demon god can't protect anyone in a war."

"The war of the demon god is very cruel. Instead of letting her suffer the torture after losing the battle, it is better to give her a relatively easy relief."

"But what about the statues...?" Paimon asked.

"No matter how weak a demon god is, the power lost when he dies is beyond what a human body can bear."

"Those who failed to escape all became like this."

"The people of the God of Salt, who have not suffered from this disaster, left her territory and went to Liyue to ask for the protection of the Emperor Yanwang.

"Their descendants are afraid of the demon god residue left by Heulia, afraid of the eternal curse she casts on them.

"So, they took the risk and returned here, broke the sword and made offerings, hoping to appease the anger left behind by her.

"But in fact, they are superfluous. How can this demon god who has not resisted until the end... be angry with his own people?"

So far, all the secrets have been revealed.

The dusty history is brought to light again.

"I.....I...even if this is the case, I don't accept..."

"Scam.....false history.....everything........"

"Don't try to shake...my faith...."

Wan Yan couldn't even finish a sentence.

He looked extremely excited and had difficulty controlling his emotions.

Ran away in a panic again.

After all, he is still a mortal, and it is difficult to communicate in a short period of time with the collapse of this kind of belief.

But time will make 800 her accept the reality, there is no escape.

This time, even Paimon didn't stop her.

"The method of sealing is not just hearsay." The traveler said to Zhongli.

"Well, the story of Heulia was also a warning to me a long, long time ago.

"There's really no good in believing in a god that's gone."

"Whether it's the belief in Heulia or the belief in Morax, it's the same."

"Liyue people will understand one day," said the traveler.

See here.

The player's heart is full of emotions.

Zhongli means,

Liyue's time of walking with the gods has passed, and Morax should no longer exist.

Respect for gods can exist, but we should not still rely on the former rock gods.

What's more, people like Wan Yin.

Living in the dream of the old days, unable to open his eyes and look forward.

This is Zhongli's warning.

After figuring out the meaning of this layer, many players couldn't help nodding slightly.

This is also a warning to them.

As a matter of fact, what he did before - he no longer regards Zhongli as Lord Yan, but regards him as the Keqing [Zhongli] of the Hall of Death.

This phenomenon has been confirmed.

Liyueren will not become someone like Wan Yan who is obsessed with the power of his own god.

Full respect and recognition were given to Dijun's choice.

This may also be a proof of the arrival of a new era in Liyue Port.

now,

Behind the curtain of the saloon.

Zhongli also made this point clear.

He couldn't help showing a gratified smile.

Although please Xiandian instrument has not yet opened.

But invisibly, he seems to have completed the transition of resigning from the priesthood and handing over the excerpts to ordinary people.

This is the far-reaching impact of mobile games.

This Legendary task is also confirming all this.

only,

This is about the future of Liyue Port.

Although it is possible to express Lin Yu's attitude towards the development of Liyue Port, the biggest question has yet to be answered.

"Lin Yu.....Who the hell are you..."

"What is the purpose of all this designed and created..."

After a short thought.

Zhongli once again set his sights on the plot.

The epilogue is not over yet.

In the plot, I asked myself: "Traveler, next, how about accompanying me to Guyun Pavilion?"

"Huh? What is Zhongli going to do?"

well…………

After a slight sigh, he explained himself,

"Revisiting the old place and telling so many old stories.

"It is inevitable that I miss those old friends."

[At the end of Ciyan, the task is completed. 】

【New Mission, Record of Vientiane】

Zhongli's expression moved slightly.

Could it be that the answer will be used in the following dialogue in Guyun Pavilion?