Genshen: Starting from Liyue, he is equipped with the seals of the Six Kingdoms

Under the bloody setting sun, the battlefield gradually returned to calm.

The mechanical army on the main battlefield collapsed out of control and was dispersed by the main forces of Qianyan Army and Ojie; the monster reinforcements on the short slope battlefield were defeated due to the unexpected two-dimensionalization of the leader and fled in all directions; the Golden King Beast Eyes in the west passage carefully evaluated The woman on the opposite side decisively retreated after realizing that she was no match.

Ever since, the sea of ​​nectar and flowers ushered in a rare peace.

The coalition forces that had won the hard-fought victory did not bother to celebrate, so they hurriedly took advantage of the last moment before dark to clean the battlefield and look for their injured comrades who were not dead.

On the battlefield, life and death matter, but now that the battle is over, even if one more comrade dies, it will be an injustice!

Feng Yan struggled to lift the body of a beast-land hound and tried to rescue the wounded soldier who was trapped underneath. However, he suddenly felt weak and was about to lose his support. Fortunately, a pair of hands wearing fist armor appeared next to him and helped him support the body. At the same time, two masked men in black rescued the wounded soldier from under the body and put him on a stretcher.

Watching the wounded soldiers being carried away, Feng Yan finally felt relieved, sat down on the ground, and smiled at the tall man who had helped him just now, "Fools? Why are you here?"

The person who answered him was not the Wind Fist Vanguard, but a cold female voice.

“Isn’t it reasonable for fools to appear everywhere?”

Feng Yan followed the sound and saw the [servant] in white clothes and black trousers, stepping on sharp high heels across the corpse-strewn battlefield, but he was so elegant that he seemed to be stepping on the red carpet of a palace ball.

She waved her hand slightly to tell the Wind Fist Vanguard to retreat. She walked up to Feng Yan, looked at him condescendingly, nodded slightly and said: "The Fool Executives [Servants] say hello to you, Commander Feng Yan. This time You fought well."

Feng Yan's cheeks twitched slightly, and he ignored the other party. He just took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, knocked one out and held it in his mouth. He tried several times but couldn't light it. When he looked down, he realized that the cigarette had been soaked in blood and water, and it was impossible to light it with ordinary flint!

The [Servant]'s eyes flashed slightly when he saw this, and a spark ignited on the cigarette with his hand, which quickly dried the blood and lit the tobacco.

Feng Yan took a puff of his cigarette with satisfaction, slowly leaned towards the body of the Beast Realm Hound behind him, squinted at the [Servant] and said, "Are you the [Servant] Arecino? The fourth seat of the Executive of Fools? A big shot. Ah! What's the point of coming to this place where birds don't poop?"

[Servant] ignored his question and just asked calmly: "If General Niwa is not around, who will be in charge of commanding the battle in this direction?"

Fengyan squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then replied: "This is a military secret. But for the sake of you fools supporting the battle... You can find me here in the sea of ​​nectar and flowers. If you ask about the entire Northeast Xumi The battle front is commanded by Lord Yu Heng."

"It's not as expected." The [Servant] nodded slightly when he heard this, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Feng Yan couldn't help but ask.

"Naturally, I'll go talk to Master Yu Heng. Don't worry, it's about cooperation against the Abyss." [Servant] waved his hand without looking back, "As for the command of the Fool soldiers here, you can go to [ Young Master]."

Feng Yan was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "[Young Master]? Is that boy Dadalia here too? Could it be that the Fools are really just here to help this time?"

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Somewhere in the "moat" of nectar, nine robes are floating on the water, floating on their backs. Her consciousness was blurred, and she felt light and airy all over, as if she would fly into the sky in the next second.

Just then, she felt a big hand grab her shoulder.

The other party took her to the shore with a stroke of water, and then thrust that sunny and handsome face right in front of her eyes.

"Hey, General Kujo, long time no see! Do you need help?"

"[Master]..." Kujo Sora said the word with difficulty.

"It's me!" Dadalia casually put her arm on her shoulders, "Don't look like you are bitter and grudged! Although we had some misunderstandings when we were in rice wife, at least I saved her this time. Will it kill you?"

Kujo Sora held it in for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "If you really want to save my life, please put me down and ask for a stretcher later. My ribs are broken a lot. With the way you are carrying me, method, I will most likely die from a broken bone piercing my internal organs."

Dadalia was so frightened that she quickly let go, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't notice... Uh, it's a bit far from the battlefield. I'll go find a stretcher for you. Just hold on a little longer!"

"Please wait a moment!" Kujo Sanra stopped Dadalia who turned to leave, "Excuse me, what are the casualties on the battlefield?"

Dadalia paused and smiled awkwardly, "The statistical results haven't come out yet, and I don't know the specific situation... But this battle was very tragic."

"I see."

Kujo Sora said softly, then turned his head and looked towards the direction of the setting sun.

The red sun fell into the embrace of the mountains, and the battlefield was shrouded in blue.

Kujo Sora knew that before the sun rose again tomorrow, the storm would flood the battlefield filled with the blood of countless heroes, covering everything under the gravel, as if nothing had happened.

For a moment, a hint of melancholy appeared in her usually strong heart.

"Will everything we do today be remembered?" She couldn't help but whisper to herself.

"of course."

A gentle voice suddenly appeared, making her tremble slightly. When she looked up, she saw a strange creature suspended in the air.

"I am the flower spirit Zurwan, the leader of all the flower spirits in the nectar flower sea." Zurwan smiled at her, "Please believe that all heroic deeds will be remembered, because ten thousand kinds of mother trees will remember everything."

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Thousands of miles away, at the top of Longji Snow Mountain.

On the Nail of Cold Heaven hanging high on the top of the mountain, Niyu opened his eyes as if aware and looked to the west.

In his eyes, almost standing on the clouds, the setting sun had not yet fallen below the horizon, and the entire world was covered in dazzling red, as if soaked in blood.

"The setting sun is like blood, and there will be a war in full swing today." Zhongli's steady voice came from the side, "How is it?"

Niyu withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly towards him, "I feel like I can no longer hold any more spiritual power."

"So, very good." Zhongli nodded with a smile, his eyes gradually showing the vicissitudes of life, "The last time I saw such a bright red world, it seems to have been five hundred years ago... The flames of war burned through the sky, and the blood covered the wilderness. I still can't let go of those tragic scenes... Sometimes I even wonder, one day, when greater darkness strikes, will the world be destroyed?"

"No." Niwa said firmly.

He looked at the blood-colored clouds on the horizon and puffed up his chest, "Aspirations cleanse away filth, and flesh and blood forge a strong city! In today's world, countless heroes have stood up to stand in the way of disasters! In the future, there will only be more heroes Stand up and defend our common home!"

"As long as the blood of heroes is not exhausted, the world will never truly fall into darkness!"