Genshin Impact: Great, you guys still remember

Karma refers to the sins that hinder the practice of cultivation.

This is a term used in the book to refer to certain obstacles that prevent people from moving forward.

But in this world it is materialized.

The emergence of this word is accompanied by the bloody history of that race.

Karma only appears on Yakshas.

Why does karma appear? The source is still the shadow that deeply shrouds this era - filth.

When the demon's consciousness dissipated, its power and resentment could not be released, so they turned into filth and lingered here for a long time.

This is something that should be avoided.

But the world is balanced, with mutual growth and mutual restraint.

The Yaksha clan was born. They could walk on filth and turn the filth that was originally illusory into karma. They could even fight against it to clear it away and erase it.

The price is that resentment will continue to sink into your mind during this process, usually accompanied by great pain.

If you are infected with too much filth at one time, it is possible that you will be attacked by resentment.

To ordinary people, this is called filth.

For Yakshas, ​​this is called karma.

But this is a war of demons,

No one cares whether they will be infected with karma or die from the backlash of purifying filth.

Except the Yakshas themselves.

This is a race that is blessed with natural advantages, but also extremely sad.

...

Fushe felt like he was slowly dying.

His hands and feet were cold, and he stared blankly at the scene before him.

Countless thick fogs accompanied by black air floated in the air, almost occupying all his sight. The dark sky seemed to be extending invisible claws towards him, trying to merge him with them.

In that dark air, Fushe seemed to see a lot.

They were Yakshas who had the same blood and appearance as him.

They were his brothers and sisters who were from the same clan as him not long ago.

That is also the life that is dying on this land every moment.

"You, go and clean up that filth for me,"

"Your Majesty, yesterday we..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you want to endure a fire that is ten times more painful than that?"

"We...are..."

...

There have been so many such cases that I can no longer remember them all.

The only thing he could remember clearly was the flames in the demon's hand that were more painful than the erosion of karma.

It's ridiculous to say,

As a Yaksha who has experienced all kinds of suffering, the most painful memories are not from the karma formed by resentment.

Perhaps, Yaksha’s life is a karma.

The only difference is that the karma transformed from filth is dealt with by Yakshas, ​​but who will deal with their karma?

...

"No, I have to..."

Fushe is not the oldest in the clan, but he is the strongest.

He had a plan a long time ago...

Yakshas are born experts in eliminating karma.

The same is true for Fushe, but the only difference is that the karma he wants to erase is the karma of the Yaksha clan, which is more painful than ordinary karma.

He had thought of the opposite, and had thought of it a long time ago.

Perhaps anticipating the Yakshas' intentions, the demon god was very cautious.

Being strong is not scary, what is scary is not showing any flaws.

The immortal and demonic Fushe never found an opportunity...

But this time, the opportunity came.

...

Over the past hundred years, since the Demon God War entered a silent period,

Visibly, there is much less dirt on the land.

This is a good thing for the Yakshas.

But the demon god didn't think so. Firstly, to a certain extent, the reduction of filth would be disadvantageous for him to use them to expand his territory.

Secondly, filth can effectively help him contain this powerful race under his command.

Fushe knew that this opportunity was rare, and after years of training, they were confident enough to fight him head-on.

Although there may be heavy losses,

But if filth returns, they will lose even this opportunity.

Behind the strong strength lies a strong will.

The Yakshas have been determined to die since they were born.

Rather than living a miserable life, it is better to make a great breakthrough.

The powder keg of Yaksha, which has been accumulating for many years, is finally about to explode.

But on the day before the uprising, something strange happened.

"Follow me in the battle in a few days,"

The demon god still spoke with arrogance, as if the Yaksha clan in front of him were still tools for him to enslave.

Facing that devil-like face, the face that he wanted to tear apart in his dream, Fushe suddenly calmed down.

As the most prestigious person in the clan, he should think more and be more rational.

Perhaps the sacrifice need not be so great.

...

It worked!

He Li let out a breath, his face full of relief.

Unlike what he imagined, when this "Staff of Homa" was born,

It didn't seem to cause any reaction.

Whether it's the backlash of the maintainer or the expulsion of the world line,

There seems to be no reaction.

"This name is indeed the right one,"

The Staff of Homa 'still' appeared.

What made him even more excited was that the problem that had been bothering him for a long time finally had a solution.

'Still' is just 'Still',

Since artifacts with the skin of "Staff of Homa" can appear,

Then it is not impossible to change the ending.

Things have taken a turn for the better, and He Li is naturally overjoyed.

He turned to look at Ping'er beside him:

"Has the fight started over there, Sister Zhong Li?"

"It started half an hour ago, and Liuyun left half a quarter of an hour ago."

"Let's go, let's go too."

...

The demon god represents more than just the demon god himself.

The demons have their own groups.

He has followers with the same abilities, immortals and demons who follow him, and followers of the same beliefs...

This war was never decided by one person.

...

Just before the battle broke out, the enemy demon disappeared without a trace along with Zhong Li's movement.

The war between demons cannot happen here.

More importantly, Zhong Li wants to let other demons see the price of unilaterally breaking the contract.

...

"Brothers and sisters, our chance has come,"

Inexplicably, before the battle between immortals and demons began, a roar was heard from the opposing camp.

Before the doubts of both parties were dispelled,

Then there were shouts again and again:

"Come on -"

"Crush them!"

Just as the Liyue side was preparing for the charge,

However, they heard shouts from the other side, accompanied by angry cries:

"You? Traitors!"

"Sure enough, the king should have killed you earlier!"

"Slaves are slaves! What a bunch of ungrateful wolves!"

...

"That is..."

"It is just as the Emperor said. That is the comrade the Emperor mentioned. You are a natural born warrior. Listen to my orders and advance steadily to help your comrades!"

As Zhong Li's disciple, Zhenjun Xueyue Zhuyang's eyes lit up. He did not waste the opportunity and waved his hand to give the order.

...

"Brother Yasha, don't be afraid. We are here to help you on the orders of the Emperor."

"Brother, who are you? And the Emperor is..."

"I am Master Xueyue Zhuyang. As for those...how about we have a drink together after the battle?"

"Haha, good! My name is Fushe,"

...

"Sister, hide behind this immortal's mechanism,"

"Sister? Elder sister?"

"This immortal calls on Liuyun to borrow the wind,"

"Sister Liuyun? My name is Yingda."

...

The knives on the backs of the Yakshas were blocked one by one by the celestial beings who came over.

In their astonishment, they never thought that anyone would help them, nor did they ever call themselves brothers and sisters except each other.

This was the first time someone treated them as human beings.

...

"puff--"

After taking a hard blow, the demon god spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

He only knew that the demon god in front of him was extremely powerful.

But he didn't expect the gap to be so big.

It was so big that he couldn't even bear a blow, which made him despair.

Is this the end?

No, there is still a chance.

He turned his head hurriedly, his sight went across thousands of miles and came to the battlefield.

There is also his final... trump card...

He saw a Yaksha with six arms standing shoulder to shoulder with a man with feathers on his head, beheading a——

His men?

"How dare they!"

The demon didn't know what happened.

Having been enslaved and wary of them for a thousand years, he had never trusted them.

Unlike the demon god, Zhong Li showed a relieved smile on his face:

"really..."

The Yakshas are indeed a race with both willpower and courage.

At this point, the demon has nothing more to say.

Zhong Li tilted her head and looked at him:

"Do you have any last words?"

"Last words? There is no last words. My path to becoming a demon god is destined by heaven. With my strength, I have come this far, which is enough to make me stand out from the crowd."

There was a rare hint of anger in Zhong Li's eyes:

"Do you know that you can walk till now with the bloody corpses of Yakshas all along the road?"

"Oh, what does it have to do with me?"

The demon just sneered.

They are just tools, and they are all ants under the demon god.

He turned his head and looked over, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you know why I have been able to control them for thousands of years, yet they never dare to resist me?"

Zhong Li had some ominous premonition:

"Why?"

"Because the filth I turn into after my death is their greatest karma."

The demon god uttered his last words, followed by a shrill howl, and the flames that had been accumulating in his body for a long time enveloped his entire body.

"You want to free them? Take them!"

"what?"

Zhong Li no longer cared about the demon god who had turned into a fireball. No one could stop the demon god from committing suicide.

She hurried towards the battlefield.

...

The war between immortals and demons ended quickly in a crushing manner.

"The Emperor told us a long time ago that all creatures on this land are Liyue's people."

Xueyue Zhuyang sat on the battlefield with Fushe.

He handed the kettle to Fushe, patted his shoulder, and grinned:

"Before the demon god declared war, the emperor told us that she had a feeling that you would be the 'reinforcements'. Sure enough! Brother Fushe is not a coward!"