Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

"Of course I am angry. It would be too frustrating to be betrayed and unable to kill the enemy."

Thousands of years ago, the wind was not as gentle as it is today. The breeze blew across my cheeks, lifting my clear and shiny bangs, but mixed with the refreshing and pleasant scent of green grass.

"So that's what you think. Then, Shen Qianluo, will you betray me and everyone else?"

"Interesting. What reasons would I have for betraying you?"

Sitting on the dragon's shoulder, the boy looked down at the scenery of the world side by side with him. His aloof golden eyes were still immature, but contained a self-confidence and frivolity that ordinary people could not reach: "I am still angry."

The Dragon King's rough eyebrows twitched slightly, and he glanced at him: "Because of my behavior?"

"What kind of intention is it to kill the person I hate before I can make a move?"

"…Little kid, it's not good to see too much blood."

"But he was the traitor who attacked me. I am not so weak that I need your protection." With a cold snort, the boy jumped down from the high ground, looked up at the dragon in the distance, and tightened his face.

The soft silver hair fluttered in the wind, and the golden eyes reflecting the morning sun shone with the light of the stars, "Nibelungen, come down."

The majestic Lord Dragon King finally revealed a subtle expression, moved to the grassland and squatted carefully: "What's going on?"

"As you can see." The high-spirited young master hummed and crossed his arms, looking dissatisfied. In an instant, the green bamboo flute was reflected on his fingertips. "I'm not happy. I'm going to beat you."

·

The night sky over the wilderness is always hung with the twinkling Milky Way.

"Before we knew it, we've almost become a family."

Sitting around the campfire with a group of human-shaped dragon kings, the boy held his favorite cake in his hand and lowered the average altitude by himself. He drooped his eyelashes and said, "Even so, I am still not allowed to set foot in the territory of the dragon clan. I will touch everyone's dragon form when the moon is dark and the wind is high."

The Rock Dragon King immediately laughed: "That's the only thing we can't talk about. No one wants to be exposed by you."

The Grass Dragon King skillfully turned sideways and wiped the cream off the boy's mouth. "Ignore those unromantic dragons. Do you like the new flavors? I just tried making mushroom beast flavor and robbery lotus flavor..."

Upon hearing this, the Wind Dragon King retracted his neck and looked doubtful: "Can it be eaten?"

The Grass Dragon King glanced at him and asked, "Looking for a fight?"

The Water Dragon King coughed quickly: "Be kind, be kind. If you two want to fight, the teacher will be the first to get excited."

The next second, he was besieged and teased: "You really call Xiao Qianluo teacher, you are so good, Shuier~"

"What the hell is Shui'er?"

"Shui'er? It's a good name indeed. Everyone always likes to laugh at Qianluo's enthusiasm for competitions. I guess he must be saying one thing and thinking another, and is secretly looking forward to a martial arts showdown? Then why not..."

"No, I don't want to fight with you for another three days and three nights."

The boy was in a lively atmosphere but was hiding something on his mind. He pretended to be cheerful and smiling, but was still rejected by Nibelungen. "All dragons should be careful and don't make him angry again."

"Nibelungen...! We must be as magnanimous as a king!"

"How about a piece of cake as a reward?"

"…Well, then…it's not because of the dessert…"

·

"You've been staying in Teyvat quite a bit these days. What have you gained?"

"Mother?..." The boy, who was about to leave the Ninth Heaven and run into the mortal world, paused and turned back calmly, "I have already found out everything that mother needs to know. Do you want me to meet the Dragon Kings to make friends with them? Then I..."

"Well done, my child."

The next second, the smooth fingertips touched the boy's head. The silver-haired, golden-eyed god had a gentle expression, intimate movements, and a perfect smile, while his elegant tone seemed to be telling the most common little things.

"With this information, we can kill the dragons in one fell swoop, take control of the other world, and then create humans..."

Almost at the moment when the other party whispered, the young god's body froze.

Suddenly he raised his eyes and looked into the eyes of God. His shocked gaze fell into those golden eyes that seemed to be always majestic and cold, silent, dead and cold.

"You want to kill them? But, dragons and humans..."

"The eldest son." Perhaps his rebuttal was too hasty, but he still saw Tianli smooth out the curve of her lips, lower her eyes lovingly, and stare at the little boy she loved, her expression filled with indifference without a trace of emotion.

"You are the elder brother among the descendants, and the principle of all future beings."

In the most suffocating silence, a cold murderous intent permeated.

"Don't prove to me that I fabricated my offspring...

It was a mistake.

·

Wars are always brutal, let alone a bloody battle that involves the survival of the race.

The oncoming wind brought sticky waves of blood, and blazing sparks ignited the lonely starry sky, outlining the boy's swaying hair.

"If possible... please escape from here as soon as possible."

He stared at the Elemental Dragon King who was also looking down at him with a sad expression.

It seemed as if there were thousands of words of excuse that could not be said, and the blood-drained dragons piled up in the corner of the world. The boy had a childish face and a thin body, but the swaying light in his golden eyes was more melancholy and lonely than before.

"I only have one question." The Dragon King of the Grass Element sighed and asked with a sad face, "Did you tell Tianli about the vital information of our tribe?"

"I thought she was trying to make friends with everyone... She's crazy, and I have no right to apologize. Apep, leave."

“…He hates you very much.” The Elemental Dragon King sighed deeply. As his huge body retreated, his remaining eyes glanced at the god and finally disappeared into the deep forest. “King of the Nibelung, he hates you very much.”

But at the last second, I inadvertently saw the boy glance sideways tiredly, his fingers clenched bit by bit, as if he was using up all his strength to raise a gentle smile.

"To escape fate with hatred towards me... I guess it's my honor."

Unfortunately, the dragon's escape was too hasty and the king's breakup was too cruel. Even the whispers full of apology were scattered in the shattered wind along with the heat waves of the raging fire.

·

But he finally returned.

Perhaps the king was always worried about his people left in danger, and when the Nibelungen rushed into the sky with the power of the abyss, everything was finally decided.

He brought a power that was not of this world.

He must die.

Feeling the Dragon King's deep hatred, the boy, who had grown into a much more handsome man, curled the corners of his mouth and hid all the hesitation in his eyes.

He protected and disguised, he hesitated and was anxious. The child followed behind Tianli and did everything possible to save his old friend from destruction.

But he realized that the Dragon King was overwhelmed by the rage of revenge and the temptation of the abyss.

Why... choose to come back from thousands of miles away regardless of your own safety for revenge?

Why, succumb to the temptation of the abyss and allow the dark power to corrode your body?

Why did he casually approach Longlong, the person he cared about the most, and tempt him to kill him together?

Nibelungen...

He had originally concluded that they, both kings, would never meet again in this life.

"I will use his death to announce to the world that the era of dragons has begun again - in the world of dragons, there will be no destiny or justice. I will formulate brand new rules to divide the ownership of the world's territories!"

"Submit to me and join the condemnation of Heavenly Justice!" Nibelungen stared at Morax with his sharp dragon pupils, and the threat in his words became more and more explicit. "The master of the world is right in front of you. Seven Gods of Heavenly Justice, it's time to make the right choice."

Morax narrowed his eyes slightly.

Their eyes met, their breaths thickened, and the pressure of the crazy confrontation in the air set off a frenzy. But almost at the moment when the situation was most serious, an explosion exploded before their eyes, and the huge and irresistible terrifying space was like a needle piercing into the bones, attacking silently -

With just one blow, the sky and the earth changed color, and space was cut off. The powerful energy cut off the Dragon King's enthusiasm, and as the hot blood spurted, it pierced deep into his chest.

"Tolerating the noise without stopping it is because I pity your miserable situation, and not wanting to meet your old friend again is because I am tired of your incompetent manner."

"You are the king of the dragon clan. We haven't seen each other for thousands of years. Have you only learned the cunning and bluffing skills?"

The glaring blood flowed down the corners of Nibelungen's mouth. Under the fierce and furious gaze of the Dragon King, and in the surprised look of Morax who suddenly turned back, the god walked out of the light, his voice tinged with a faint smile.

The dark shadow of the hood concealed the young man's proud face. Facing the different gazes of the two kings, he spoke slowly and calmly, word by word.

"Nibelungen, you've crossed the line."