Genshin Impact: The Great Evil Dragon’s Death System

The immortals asked anxiously, "Master Little Auspicious Grass King, what happened to Brahma? Was he devoured by the evil god Burchi?"

Nashida shook her head and corrected Changsheng's statement: "Brahma was not devoured by the evil god, but used a particularly powerful homogeneous force to expel the demon mark I left in his body."

Nashida's words are easy to understand, but also confusing.

"Homogeneous power? Brahma has the power of dreams? But isn't he a rock dragon?"

Nashida shook her head. "That's not something I know, but based on my wisdom, I guess he probably devoured the evil god Birch in some way and took away the power in her body."

"Devour Birch?!"

The whole audience was stunned and all looked at Nashida.

Nashida just looked at the dark side of the Golden Roc Dream, looking forward to the answer that Jing Fantian would bring.

Her words were just an inference based on the current situation. After all, she could not sense any trace of Birch. Instead, Jing Fantian's dream power surpassed hers and he directly cracked the Ring of Breaking Ignorance.

"Hey, look, you can see the scene inside."

Changsheng exclaimed in surprise, and everyone immediately looked towards the Golden Peng Dream.

Among the "Yakshas and Rakshasas".

Xiao was in a trance for a moment, then regained consciousness, and a memory awakened from his dusty brain.

In the abyss of the rocks, the dragon king Ruo Tuo fought with the emperor and his celestial beings, Ying Da committed suicide, Fa Nan and Mi Nu killed each other, both died, Fu She disappeared, the dragon king and his son made a big fuss until winter, the evil god Bo Qi...

"Jin Peng, what's wrong with you? Jin Peng!"

Fushe saw that Xiao’s face looked a little ugly, and said with some concern.

Xiao looked at his elder brother Fushe, who always rushed forward to block the most dangerous weapons and protect his family.

But in the end, he could not bear the karma and went mad, disappearing without a trace.

Xiao searched all over Liyue but couldn't find it. He asked the Emperor, but all he got in return was a sigh.

Xiao knew what that meant, that his elder brother Fushe might have met with an accident, but he just didn't want to face the answer.

At the moment when he was not sure of Fushe's death, Xiao always held a glimmer of faith that the most powerful Yaksha would be able to survive the karma.

Several Yakshas nearby seemed to notice Xiao's suppressed pain and stepped forward to ask questions.

"Jin Peng, are you feeling a little uncomfortable? Is your karma starting to kick in?"

"Jin Peng's karma is not that deep, it should be just physical discomfort! I guess it's my aunt coming!"

Mi Nu punched Ying Da on the head and drove her to the other side: "Go away, stop making trouble, what aunt father?"

Yingda covered his mouth and giggled secretly.

Mi Nu patted Xiao's shoulder and asked with concern: "Is it because the topic of talking about Birch just now gave you bad memories? You still can't face the sin of killing caused by being controlled by Birch?"

Emperor Jun and others also came over and showed concern for Xiao.

The more his partners care about him, the more Xiao can feel his inner struggle with this relationship.

What's wrong with the world of illusion? Reality is cruel and will only make the inner emptiness grow bigger, put people in trouble again and again, and catch them off guard.

Like I once was, like I couldn't catch up.

Fushe, Yingda, Fanan, Minu, I want to create a world with you.

Xiao didn't want to wake up, but this was just a dream!

Xiao has devoured the dreams of countless losers and knows that beautiful dreams mean peace for people.

But that peace is an illusion. Even so, countless people go deep into the dreamland regardless of danger and serve Birch in order to obtain beautiful dreams.

Xiao was very confused at that time. Why would anyone be willing to give up his freedom and be enslaved by Birch?

Seeing the shadows around him that were both familiar and yet gradually becoming unfamiliar, he finally understood.

The more we lose, the more we cherish it, but how can we make up for what we have lost?

The wounds in the heart can be sutured, but they will leave unforgettable scars forever, reminding people that people are not machines and can be repaired if damaged.

Humans are emotional creatures. Without emotions, they will be in pain all their lives.

The swallows fly away, but they will come back; the willows wither, but they will turn green again; the peach blossoms fade, but they will bloom again. But, wise one, tell me, why do our days never come back?

In the days that are passing by so quickly, what can I do in this world with so many doors and windows? I can only wander around, I can only rush!

Why does life sleep? Because we will eventually wake up from the dream.

Keep a clear mind and be free from thoughts, and you will be able to govern the hearts of the people; beautiful dreams are not dreams, and you will always be at peace with the dreams of life.

Xiao was finally freed from the struggle and was no longer like a little widow. She was like the continuous drizzle in the autumn, silent but bone-chilling.

The guardian Yaksha under the seat of Emperor Rock King, the Great Sage who subdues demons is decisive in killing and should not be a fussy person.

The Yakshas seemed to see Xiao's determination and understood something.

The Emperor sighed, "It's interesting. Life is like a dream. When you wake up, everything is gone. The boundary between reality and dreams is very thin, but it is like the heart between people. Even people who sleep in the same bed cannot see each other's hearts!"

The immortals perceive the world, a dream? But why is it so real? If the real me in the dream is not falling, then this dream is life.

As long as my heart is not defeated, nothing can drive me away.

The Emperor and the immortals disappeared one after another, leaving only the Yakshas and Xiao to say goodbye.

Mi Nu patted Xiao's shoulders tightly, as if he wanted to crush the skinny Xiao.

But Xiao stood still, like Acala.

Mi Nu said with relief: "Among all the Yakshas, ​​I was most worried about you. You were young and ignorant and were deceived by Boqi to commit many murders. Fortunately, the Emperor rescued you and you escaped from the sea of ​​suffering."

"You hid yourself in the fog, struggling to seek atonement, but to us, you are a family member who cannot be abandoned. Your sins should not be borne by one person alone."

Fa Nan walked over and gently touched Xiao's head. "You still look like you will never grow taller. Is it the pain of the years that has suppressed you and prevented you from growing?"

"If so, I hope you won't be haunted by karma and ghosts every day of your life."

Yingda came over and pinched Xiao's nose: "Okay, you finally let me touch your nose, Jinpeng, I don't want to see your widow face in the underworld."

"They all said that Burchi was your lover, and the Emperor killed her, leaving you a widow, so you look so sad all day long, haha..."

The Yakshas couldn't help laughing. Xiao's melancholy look, which never smiled, really reminded people of the young widow in the village whose husband had died.

Fushe walked over, put one hand on Xiao's other shoulder, and said with a smile: "Jinpeng, there's no need to look for me anymore. I've already followed them. Thank you for your hard work over the years."

Slowly, the entire bamboo forest disappeared, and Fushe's hand on Xiao's shoulder also faded away, followed by his entire body, and then all the Yakshas and Rakshasas, and finally only the indelible will of the Yakshas remained.

Marshal Tengshe said magnanimously: "Life is but a moment, and everything is abandoned."

General Xinyuan was calm and said, "This is a heinous crime that has angered both humans and gods."

Fire Rat General Ghost Spirit: "Be understanding and understanding, and be at ease."

General Razumaki said softly: "To defeat the devil and become an immortal, one must overcome thousands of difficulties."

General Jinpeng was melancholy: "With golden wings soaring into the sky, I am the only one who is the Great Peng."

Jing Fantian came out and sang: "The world is a big dream, how many times has life experienced autumn chill? In autumn, the wind and leaves rustle in the corridor. Look at the eyebrows and temples. Wine is cheap and guests are few, the bright moon is often blocked by clouds. Who will share the lonely light with me on Mid-Autumn Festival? I drink and look north sadly."

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, congratulations on overcoming your inner demons."