Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

In my memory, the sky of Mondstadt seems to be clear most of the time. The leylines are also very stable, without the haze of Liyue's Wuwangpo, not to mention the leylines of Inazuma that are on the verge of collapse and the dead zones that can be seen everywhere in Xumi.

Everything should have been peaceful and harmonious, but this time the endless heavy rain kept beating down on everyone.

Given the speed of the horse, it still felt a bit painful when it hit my face.

"Based on the recent weather, there shouldn't be such heavy rain." Mika looked at the gloomy sky in some confusion. Everything that had happened recently made him feel uneasy.

Moreover, the rain in Mondstadt no longer had the fragrance of soil and grass dewdrops as in the past. Instead, it carried the smell of decay and burning.

Or to put it more generally, it is... "death".

As expected, following the bad smell, everyone rushed to Dadaupa Valley day and night.

But at this moment, this huge valley is not as green and deep as in the past memories. From time to time, one can hear the ghostly sounds of the hill people dancing.

Now the whole valley was charred black! All the green grass was destroyed, not to mention the happy dancing sounds, even the chirping of insects and birds was gone.

This place seems to have been completely annihilated by an extremely terrifying force...

The original purpose of bringing Mika along was to find a small path and avoid the Hilliard tribe in the valley to avoid conflict.

But judging from the current situation, all the large and small Hill tribes in the valley seem to have been slaughtered, and there is no need to hide at all.

The travelers drove their horses and walked into the valley carefully. After all, the disaster in the valley did not seem to be the wrath of nature, but rather the result of some man-made act by some terrifying guy.

If the noise is too loud, it might cause unnecessary trouble.

"How cruel..." Paimon said with a trembling voice.

There was no living creature in the huge camp of the Hilichurls, let alone living creatures, there was not even a complete corpse.

A lot of minced meat with black hair was piled everywhere.

During the years as an adventurer, the traveler had killed many hill people, but such cruel means were unheard of.

Looking at those fragments that are indistinguishable from their original appearance, travelers always feel uncomfortable. I don't know if it's a psychological effect.

It seemed that after gradually approaching the truth, these hillock people were no longer as cheerful as they used to be. They could dance in the past, and I also chatted with the little girl who learned the hillock language.

What happened later... The traveler no longer wants to recall the past. He only feels that the world is becoming more and more sad and boring.

"Let's go. This world is a tragedy. There is no meaning in its existence." Obito walked up and patted the traveler on the shoulder.

"Huh? Wait, at times like this we should usually say something comforting and positive, right? Your remarks will only make people more depressed, right?" The Traveler and Paimon looked at Obito behind them in confusion.

What's this thing?

But Obito spread his hands nonchalantly. He was not here to play house with a child.

Without the hillbillies blocking the way, even the vegetation that blocked the way was burned away. This time, the road was really unobstructed. It didn't take much time for the group to see the figure of the formless thunder that seemed to be made of several blocks spliced ​​together on a high ground in the valley.

"It seems that I've found the right place." After saying this, Obito disappeared from the spot with a Kamui. When he reappeared the next second, he was already on top of the formless thunder.

This kind of elemental creatures do not have any self-awareness. They will just attack instinctively when they sense someone approaching them.

Powerful lightning flashed, seeming to bathe Obito in it.

Of course, in the face of absolute virtuality, any materialized attack is meaningless. When ordinary creatures see that their full-strength attacks have no effect, they will inevitably hesitate or even be afraid.

But the Wuxiang series, like slime, has no emotional awareness in this regard. It just knows that the opponent has not been defeated, so it continues to attack.

His whole body turned into a giant pair of scissors and attacked Obito from both sides.

"Rock, paper, scissors? I really miss this kind of kid's trick."

Obito sneered, his body disappeared from the spot in an instant, and appeared in the gap between the scissors the next moment.

"Then I'll show my cloth." Obito opened his ten fingers, as if he was holding something substantial. The huge pair of scissors slowly closed in his hand and could no longer move forward at all.

"Even a child without teeth can understand that scissors overcome paper. But the same may not be true for a rusty and blunt knife like this, right?" Obito said contemptuously.

His figure disappeared again, and when he reappeared, he was already at the core of the formless thunder. There, the lightning flashed, as if it contained endless energy.

Obito stretched out a hand and gently pressed on the core of the flashing lightning. At that moment, everything around him seemed to be still, the lightning stopped flashing, and the scissors stopped moving.

"Let's end it." Obito said softly, and the space in front of his palm twisted rapidly.

The formless thunder, which should not know what fear is, actually flashed wildly because of fear, trying to break free from Obito's divine power.

But no matter how it struggled, the "divine power" was like a leech attached to its bones, sticking tightly to it.

Finally, with a violent explosion, the formless thunder completely dissipated, leaving behind only Obito and the traveler and the others staring at each other in bewilderment.

"Is this... the end?" The Traveler looked at the scene in front of him with some disbelief. He had never seen such an easy way to defeat the Wuxiang series.

Generally, when the Wuxiang series is in danger, there should be a way to save life. Just like this Wuxiang Thunder, it should be split into three cores and then broken one by one before it ends.

But when facing Obito, it seemed like nothing mattered… In just a moment, they had just climbed up the steep slope, and the existence of the Formless Thunder seemed to have been wiped out from this world.

As expected, guys who come from the same world as the Lecherous Immortal are often extremely strong.

Obito ignored the shock of the Traveler and Paimon, and instead looked at the entrance that appeared due to the disappearance of the Formless Thunder, and the earth vein flower that suddenly grew.

Obito naturally ignored the flower bud and walked straight into the cave. Only the traveler was collecting materials as if they were treasures.

The cave was indeed as cold and damp as Mona had said. If humans lived in such a place for a long time, they would inevitably suffer from rheumatism.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! We are just following orders!" The entrance to the cave had just been opened, and before Obito saw any living people, he heard a lot of crying and shouting from inside, as if their hearts had already been corroded by fear.