Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

"As far as I know, the person who controls the God of Righteousness is the seventh executive of the Fools, Puppet Sandonne."

In the vertical elevator heading to the Joruri Workshop, Nasida calmly analyzed the powerful enemy she was about to face to everyone.

"Puppet is an outstanding scholar, and she personally supervised the creation of the God of Zhengji. Although the God of Zhengji may not have fully become a god, her resourcefulness and related methods cannot be underestimated. You must be careful.”

"I understand." Ying nodded seriously.

"Ha," a chuckle came from behind Ying, "You are the God of Wisdom. Even you are afraid of defeat. Why not take the first step and surrender to Sandonne?"

"The country collapses!"

Having just experienced the crisis of being robbed of his character by the new Void Terminal, Paimon was bold and bold. He clenched his fists and glared at the guy who always made rude remarks.

"You are not allowed to say that to Nacida! Nacida is not afraid!"

"I'm just telling the truth," the skirmisher raised his eyes and looked at her, "Why are you so anxious, looking like you've been poked in the foot? It turns out that you also think the traveler will lose?"

"No! I just, I just..." Paimon got stuck and held back two words for a while, "Worry! Yes! It's normal to worry about your partners being injured during battles, right?"

The skirmisher hummed in a long voice: "Oh——"

Watching the two of them bickering, Ying helplessly held her forehead: "I was a little nervous at first, but now I'm not nervous at all."

"Me too, human emotions are so complicated and wonderful," Nasita blinked, her eyes moving from Paimon's face that was flushed with anger to the slight mocking arc at the corner of Skirmisher's mouth, "Little Paimon, thank you for your support. My trust has collapsed, and thank you for your comfort. My mood is much calmer now."

"Nacita!" Paimon was furious and pointed at the skirmishers and yelled, "How can this guy comfort you?"

"Through conversation, the other party can clarify the reality, strengthen their will, and the uneasy mood can be improved. This is comfort," Nasida smiled. "The collapse of the country makes sense. I am the god of wisdom, even if I am not a mature and reliable god. , and you shouldn’t think about defeat first in this situation.”

Seeing Nasida's gentle gaze, the skirmisher frowned slightly and stared at the pattern on the inner wall of the elevator.

With a "boom" and a slight vibration when the elevator box landed, the destination was reached.

Separated by a trestle twenty meters away, the clockwork doll Catherine, holding a black sickle in her hand, stood guard in front of the high gate, watching these uninvited guests.

Nasida's expression condensed slightly: "I will use the power of the grass god to provide covert support. You two, I leave the battle to you!"

The mere mass-produced clockwork dolls were no match for them.

The skirmishers trampled the broken scythe under their feet, dragged Catherine's broken neck, and walked into the door of the Joruri Glass Workshop.

The God of Opportunity raised his arms flatly. On both palms, the majestic thunder and fire elements had already been tightly compressed into balls, ready to go.

The skirmisher's tongue touched the roof of his mouth, and his purple eyes were sinister.

New grudges and old scores.

Count together!

The scorching fire element twisted the air and struck down first.

Nasida spread out her barrier to withstand the blow, stepped on the wind, leaped high through the fingers of the God of Opportunity, landed firmly on the back of her hand, and ran towards the enemy's head along her arm.

Thunder elements followed one after another.

A swift shadow shot up from the ground, crashing into the thunderball with a sonic boom.

Fire burst out from the inside of the thunder ball, and the elemental reaction caused a violent explosion. The blazing white light instantly flooded the palm of the God of Opportunity.

Half of the God of Opportunity's arm was impacted by the explosion and moved backward due to inertia.

The black smoke dissipated, and Catherine's charred and broken body fell from the mechanical fingers.

This impact is not enough to cause damage to the God of Opportunity.

The skirmisher took a breath, bent his right leg slightly to accumulate strength, the divine ring appeared behind his back, and rushed towards the God of Opportunity.

"destruction!"

The God of Zhengji's cannons were fully opened, and countless thunder beams were shot out.

At the same time as the carpet bombing, huge ice element prisms appeared in the air on all sides, and the reflected beams pierced the air, making it impossible to escape.

Ying just moved to the machine god's chest and hit a beam of light head on. He could only retreat and dodge: "Damn it, there is a muzzle here too!"

"Go down!"

Hearing a loud shout, Ying subconsciously moved his sword to the side to block, but as expected, he was kicked by a skirmisher who came up from behind.

Ying used the strength to jump to the ground and narrowly avoided the sweeping arm of the God of Opportunity. Anger arose in her heart: "The country collapsed! This is the seventh time! Just wait! I am absolutely, absolutely, absolutely -"

Skirmishers forcibly broke through one of the four ice prisms in the air. Ying dodged the falling ice crystals while attracting the firepower of the God of Opportunity, and shouted at the top of her lungs:

"——I will file a complaint against Nanke!"

No one can remain calm when dealing with stragglers.

nobody.

The skirmisher raised the corner of his mouth coldly, raised his eyes, twisted his body, gathered elemental power in his elbow, and violently shattered the second prism.

The head is the Achilles heel of the God of Opportunity.

When the skirmishers dealt with these moves and approached the head of the God of Opportunity, the next wave of offensive attacks came seamlessly.

"Swirl...vortex!"

Following the elements of fire and thunder, several waterspouts with astonishing momentum gathered together with the chanting.

Not only is it huge in size, it occupies the ground and squeezes into the air, but it also has strong suction power.

The skirmishers were instantly swept in by the chaotic currents all over the sky.

Ying was shocked: "The country collapsed!"

"Hey!" Nasida's Yun Zhong Seal was thrown from behind, "Traveler, use this!"

The same Yunzhong Seal also appeared in the waterspout that swallowed up the skirmishers. While locking the position, a connecting bond of vegetation was established between the two seals.

As the thunder element spread, the binding of vegetation turned into ropes, Ying stabbed the ground with his sword, shouted loudly, and pulled the stragglers out of the waterspout.

The stragglers fell to the ground in confusion, and the waterspouts gradually became exhausted and subsided one by one.

"Looking for death!" The soaked man smoothed his wet hair from his forehead and stared at the machine, his face as heavy as water.

Ying silently raised her hand and smoothed the hair on her arm.

I don’t know who is more of a villain at the moment.

As if hearing the words of the skirmishers, the God of Opportunity, who had been launching intensive offensives up to now, interrupted his attack and rested his hands on the edge of the round platform: "We are powerless, so we are talking nonsense."

The ground began to shake, making people unsteady.

The other half of the God of Opportunity suddenly pulled out from the ground.

Ying was dumbfounded: "There's still half..."

"It seems we are late," Nasida pulled Paimon back, "The God of Opportunity has already ascended to the divine level."

But this is no longer a place where you can come and leave whenever you want.

After taking a few steps back, dazzling electric lights flashed in patches, and powerful barriers to isolate the outside world rose in all directions.

"I see, using only half of your body to fight with us is to make us mistakenly think that the God of True Machines has not yet achieved greatness, so he takes advantage of this to set up a barrier." Nasida looked at the God of Machines with his limbs completely stretched out in the center of the workshop, and sighed, "How careless."

"Then what should we do now?" Ying returned to Nasida.

"What else can we do?" The skirmisher who answered the question sneered, waved his hand and unfolded the divine ring behind him again, "Just drag out that guy who occupied the magpie's nest!"

Before he finished speaking, the skirmishers had already attacked the God of Opportunity.

"Go, I will provide you with the greatest blessings," Nasida looked deeply at Ying, clasping her hands in front of her chest, "I entrust everything to you, the original sage of Buyer, and I wish you victory."

"Sage..." Ying was shocked.

A wonderful feeling comes from my heart, like a warm current.

Traveled to so many countries.

This is the first time that I have gained the trust and recognition of the gods in this way.

Ying was suddenly filled with strength, nodded, and looked forward with awe: "I'm going to attack, Nasida!"