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

Since when did Shen Qianluo escape from the control of "God"?

Was it the moment when he retired from the chessboard, transforming from the best chess piece to the chess player hidden behind the scenes?

Or is it that he, relying on his talent that amazes even the gods and his arrogant ambition to never bow to a higher position, aims directly at himself who is above the nine heavens?

The moment the prey falls into the trap, the hunter's carefully prepared malicious intent can be seen.

His dark eyes swept over the people who tried to stop him, and the corners of "father's" mouth slowly drew into a sinister expression without a trace of emotion.

"The only one who is equal to me has left. A being from a lowly dimension... is not worthy of stopping a god."

Even if he unfortunately fell into the trap set by Shen Qianluo for a thousand years, what if he was almost killed by the young man in the endless desert? Even if Shen Qianluo's golden eyes, which seemed to ignore objects, made his heart tremble before he left, what if?

Now, He is still the final winner. He can still retreat to the Ninth Heaven and become the most noble god, standing aside and watching the battle from afar...

"Do you owe us too much explanation?"

At the moment when his neck was grabbed by the stragglers behind him, he saw Nashida who had given the call, Apep who was ready to go, and the Red King who was hiding in the dark, who joined forces to lock him in the sky.

…was planned.

The World Tree represents the Grass Demon, Apep, one of the seven ancient dragon kings, and the Red King who has obtained the authority of God Qianluo Tianli...

The forces from three different realms converged, and the oppressive force that erupted imprisoned the gods tightly. If Shen Qianluo was still there, and Nashida was supposed to have the "necklace" in her hand, she would have been easily killed by them.

pity.

"I will not be held captive. Skirmisher, it's time for you to let go."

"How dare you give orders to an enemy who holds your life in his hands? Even if he is a god, you are too arrogant."

With his fingertips tightly clasped on the neck where blood was rushing, Sanbing's eyes sank slightly and he held his breath. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain at his fingertips and his expression finally changed.

venom?

At this moment, the pain spread throughout his body like an electric current, and the strong corrosiveness corroded his hands, even making a hissing sound under the heavy load. He immediately increased his strength and clenched his teeth to prevent "father" from slipping away.

"Ha, what about now? Are you so angry that you start to resort to despicable means?" The inhuman body made the boy split the perception of pain into human-like touch. Even in this panic, he still felt his muscles burning and his bones groaning in pain.

"You can't kill me because I exist in the setting, right?"

Without even glancing at the sweat dripping from the soldier's tiny trembling, the "father" sighed lovingly, "Do you want to repeat an experience similar to the one in the script?"

"..." He sensed that the scattered soldiers had fallen silent. After a few seconds, he suddenly sneered, "...If you mean that time, why not give it a try?"

The gurgling blood flowed like a venomous snake, sliding into the arm through the fingers and suddenly dripping into the barrier.

The weavers of the cages around were all trying their best. The backs of the gods in the field of vision seemed to be blurred, and the eerie joints of the puppets were exposed to the air. The scattered soldiers breathed slightly and gradually could not feel the existence of their palms.

But he still persisted stubbornly, just like the cold and venomous "father" who was coiling and gnawing like a poisonous snake.

He still smiled.

"Not qualified."

"…What?"

The soldier with trembling hair almost thought he had heard wrongly. When he looked up suddenly, he was surprised to see that his "father" was facing him. The pair of eyes looking down at him were as pitiful as a god, but also seemed to be filled with pity and arrogance.

He tore the chains of his imprisonment bit by bit, and the corrosive dark green slowly gnawed at his ten fingers. With a benevolent smile on his face, he rose up to the sky that belonged only to the gods. "You are as lowly as ants, and you are not qualified to communicate with the gods..."

The unfinished words stopped abruptly in the rushing air. The blood droplets that suddenly spurted out were like a grand opening ceremony, freezing the god's handsome yet blurry face. "...You——!!"

He suddenly covered his chest, pushed away the stragglers and turned around. For the first time, everyone saw shock and hesitation on "Him"'s face. "...A Luo?"

when?

Since when! !?

I was completely unaware of the boy's approach, and I was completely...

wrong.

This is not the real Shen Qianluo.

The increasingly rapid breathing led to a violent heartbeat and pain. The benevolent face of the god was slightly distorted, and finally revealed the viciousness and hatred that did not belong to forgiveness: "The necklace is with you, and the remaining soul fragments... hehe... it's an excellent method, my most proud masterpiece..."

"Successfully." The young man with a black crystal necklace on his chest had a light of excitement in his eyes for injuring the enemy. He licked his lips impatiently and clenched the shadow of the bamboo flute dripping with blood in his hand. His voice was cheerful and murderous.

"It's our first meeting, father. I want to kill you, okay?"

The body eroded by the abyss was thin and bony, and its shadows were reflected in the corners of the clothes by the raging wind, but the boy smiled as if he didn't care at all, and rushed towards his "father" without waiting for an answer.

"I want to kill you. I want to kill you. I'm so happy. This is the goal I've been aiming for since I was born. Father, you will fulfill my wish, right?"

The unyielding "I won't" from "father" was hit back by the boy.

Even with the power of the necklace, the boy's attack was not enough to break his profound divine power. However, he did not care about his own life at all, and his moves were ruthless and deadly, going straight for his vital points.

Blood beads rolled down as the god was forced to retreat again and again. The god's eyes became gloomy, and he finally sensed a long-lost threat to his life.

At the moment when the silver hair flashed before his eyes for the last time, he suddenly raised his hand to break all the restraints and fled towards the sky at an extremely fast speed.

He didn't want to die, didn't want to die, and couldn't die, so even though he was in such a miserable state...

“You can’t leave.”

He chuckled with extreme excitement, and shot out in the direction of his "father" the moment he landed on the ground. The boy's golden pupils almost overflowed with tangible light, and the necklace was like a lit fire, and the aura of the gods lingering around his body increased exponentially.

"Burn your soul, sacrifice yourself, and leave your father behind."

This is his only function and value as a soul fragment since his birth until today.

Since he recognized their common goal, he also recognized his own value. Since this was the plan, he had no choice but to have a great battle with the almighty God before he died.

Unfortunately, the arms he suddenly bumped into didn't seem to acknowledge him.

Even because of his unauthorized behavior, the necklace given to him was confiscated.

“……” The boy blinked.

"Father" was pulled down by the terrifying rock elemental force that rose from the ground. When he staggered to the ground, he met the god's silent and deep golden dragon eyes.

His expression seemed to darken in an instant: "...Zhongli?"