Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

Qingqiu raised her eyes. She followed Wutong's instructions and blocked the entrance of the cave. In fact, she couldn't see clearly the scene that the other party described, like a tomato being squeezed and then exploding. All he could see was the red patch covering his eyes as the blood couldn't stop flowing down.

Sometimes I feel distressed. Her sense of smell was so good that it even bothered me. I don't know if it was because the demon's blood itself was very pungent or because of excessive blood loss, her head felt tingling when she breathed.

Oh, maybe it was because of the sword stuck in her head.

It's a pity that she will never really die, and I'm afraid she won't leave a body for Wutong to find a grave in the end.

......

I don’t know exactly how long it took.

Opening his eyes again, he subconsciously looked for the sun, only to find that the sky was obscured by a thick layer of black clouds. Qingqiu sat up in the pile of corpses and found that his palms were sticky and wet. He wiped them on the hem of his clothes without looking at them. The smell of blood was as pungent as ever in the air.

As a demon whose body is mostly snakes, Qingqiu can not only hear sounds coming from the air, but also through bone conduction, she can also hear sounds coming from the ground or other contact objects.

When I first woke up and put my ears to the ground, I inevitably heard the cries and cries for help from humans, as well as the anger, unwillingness and resentment of the defeated when they died. Mixing the two things together made Qingqiu as irritable as the noise.

There are also familiar footsteps.

The demon with black hair and red eyes stood up, holding the back of his neck and turning his neck. The obvious smell of rock mixed with it made Qingqiu immediately confirm that she had randomly refreshed to Morax's territory.

really.

The next second, the rock gun flew past her head and left a bloodstain on her cheek. Fresh blood overflowed little by little from the small wounds and slowly condensed into a beautiful bead.

Qingqiu lowered his eyes, wiped it away calmly with his thumb, and then stretched out his tongue to lick it off.

Morax recognized Eliog, and they were strangers to each other.

It all started with a misunderstanding. Morax initially thought that Eliog was a demon with the ability to teleport, and that he came to his territory without anyone noticing, and was a great threat. Eliog, on the other hand, is purely a master who does not suffer any loss. If you want to fight, I will fight with you. Everyone is a demon, as if one is stronger than the other.

As for how the misunderstanding was solved. This is due to a certain spark of thought between the two of them after many fights.

It was Morax who noticed something was wrong first.

Because after every battle, he found that the other party would appear suddenly and quietly. Once or twice is fine, but as the number of battles increases, the other party also rushes to the scene, so the frequency of meeting may be a bit too much. Even in secret operations that have never been told to others, you can see each other's presence.

So for the first time after seeing Eleorg, Morax did not confront him with his sword. Instead, ask questions calmly.

Finally, I successfully figured out the reason.

A long, long time passed again. Although Eleogg will not always be randomly refreshed on Morax's chassis, Morax fought the hardest during the Demon God War, so it is inevitable that she will often wander here. Therefore, under the fermentation of the magical words of demons transmitting from demons to demons, demons from humans to humans, and humans to humans, this theory gradually emerged not only in the territory of Morax, but also in other places.

——Whenever a large area of ​​death is formed, it is the time for "death" to eat. The demon god named Eliog never takes the initiative to cause death, but he will come as promised at every feast. Just like death eventually catches up with everyone.

"We meet again. I didn't know it was you."

Qingqiu shrugged, passed by Morax who stopped, and walked straight to the place where there was enough food for her: "If you don't want to see me, please control the number of deaths."

Morax raised his heels and refused to carry the cauldron: "This is the territory of the Demon God of Dreams, and these are her masterpieces."

"...The smell is not obvious, did you kill her?" Qingqiu took a sniff, and her mood suddenly improved a lot. Could it be that she could have a good meal today? After all, the negativity produced by a dying or dead demon is several times better than the incense of a human being.

Morax nodded: "Her divine body has collapsed, turning into fragments of thousands of illusions and scattered into nothingness."

"Congratulations."

After all, besides Wutong and Ice Emperor, he is another person who can speak.

Qingqiu first congratulated the winner of this battle. She didn't care what the other person was watching. Then, standing in a pool of blood formed by countless corpses, he slowly raised his hands, stretched out his arms, and began to take away lives amidst thousands of prayers and curses, as if standing under a spotlight.

Death is gray, cold, and scary. All living beings do not hesitate to use the most terrifying words and the most resentful curses to describe it. But "death" is gorgeous and beautiful, like a flower from the other side watered with blood. Under the cries of great sorrow from all the people, Daxi seemed particularly deviant.

As a embodied death, she is never a light abstract existence, but is closely connected to the earth. Heavenly law imprisoned her in a fixed body and nailed her soul to this world.

What's more, where "death" appears, some scenes are performed on time as always.

While eating, a bold man rushed over, holding the cold body in his arms and angrily yelling at Qingqiu why.

Just coming here, taking life so lightly. Why can't we give them some more time. Obviously they... they might still be saved. As long as they can wait for rescue, as long as they persevere, they might survive.

His bloody hands grabbed the hem of Qingqiu's clothes, his eyes were full of resentment, and he was cursing. The most damn person here is obviously the person in front of him. Those protectors, the fearless guardians deserve to be alive. God, why don't you let this person live? To die?

Qingqiu didn't know how many times he had seen the same scene.

She sneered, pointing at the corpse in the other person's arms and licking her lips. Then she bent down and approached the ignorant human who dared to express dissatisfaction with her. The scarlet snake eyes became even more enchanting and scorching because they had eaten a demon god. At this moment, they were filled with a sense of oppression and murderous intent: "He can't live, and neither can they. If they can all live, I won't come here." .Kid, remember. You are still alive now, which proves my fairness."