Genshin Impact: I will turn into a breeze and continue to blow over Mondstadt

The breeze blows across your cheeks, gently caressing every inch of your skin, making you feel extremely comfortable and relaxed.

The bright sunshine poured down, like a golden veil covering the earth, bringing infinite vitality and vigor to the world.

On this sunny day, the outskirts of Mond seem particularly peaceful and tranquil.

However, in this silence, four figures stood quietly in front of the Temple of the West Wind Eagle, as if waiting for something important to happen.

Looking at the dilapidated and crumbling ruins gate, Dainsleb clenched his fists tightly, and a trace of barely perceptible sadness and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

He whispered softly: "Oh, even the West Wind Eagle that can fly freely in the sky can only linger under the glory of God in the end..."

Paimon, who was standing by, heard Dain's mumbling and couldn't help but move closer to him curiously. He blinked his big eyes and asked, "Dain, what did you just say? Why are you so emotional?"

Dai Yin took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart, and then pretended to be calm and replied: "Nothing, I just saw the scene here and it made me feel a little sad."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Qianyu, his eyes revealing a hint of complicated emotions.

"Although I don't know why you are so persistent in going with us... But once we enter the ruins, the Abyss Cult may appear at any time and anywhere. I am afraid I can't guarantee your safety at that time."

Hearing what Dai Yin said, Qianyu did not retreat at all. He just smiled lightly, quickly formed seals with both hands, and used the power of the wind element to instantly condense a sharp West Wind Sword in his hands.

He waved the sword in his hand and responded confidently: "Don't worry, Mr. Dain, I know what I am doing and I will not put myself in danger easily."

"Maybe I need more protection than him..." Seeing Qianyu's look, Paimeng shook his head and couldn't help but complain.

"Haha, is Paimon scared?" Ying laughed playfully and looked at Paimon jokingly.

"Humph, no!" Paimon turned his head away proudly.

"But...if I meet the Apostle of the Abyss again..." Paimon muttered softly, with a hint of worry and fear in his eyes.

But the next moment, she suddenly thought of something, and turned her head sharply to look at Qianyu beside her, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes.

Qianyu felt Paimon's gaze and looked over with some confusion, only to see Paimon looking at her with a disdainful expression.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, Qianyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Ying looked at Qianyu's puzzled expression and smiled secretly in her heart.

During this time, they have been through a lot together and have grown closer to each other.

In their eyes, Qianyu was not some high and mighty, unreachable god, but a trustworthy and reliable partner.

It is precisely because of this that the two of them sometimes forget that Qianyu is the God of Wind, and even dare to play some jokes on him.

After all, who let Qianyu "cheat" them?

Qianyu didn't care about it, but found it very interesting. After all, he hadn't experienced such a relaxed and happy atmosphere for a long time.

"What are you two thinking about?" Looking at Ying and Paimon whispering, Dainsleb said in a deep voice.

Then, he slowly placed his right hand on the door of the ruins, and suddenly a gust of cold wind mixed with a hint of crisis blew from it.

"If you are ready, follow me." Dainsleb said, and was the first to enter the secret realm.

Deep in the ruins, the light was so dim that it was almost non-existent, and the surroundings seemed to be covered with a layer of grayish white gauze.

"It's... so eerie here." Paimon couldn't help but shiver, with a hint of fear in his voice.

“Hmm… I can feel that the breath of the abyss is becoming stronger.” Dain said solemnly.

As he finished speaking, he slowly drew out the sword from his waist, with the tip of the sword flashing with a cold light.

At this moment, the space in front of the four people suddenly twisted, and then two abyss mages appeared in front of them out of thin air.

"I didn't expect... that you would actually chase me here..." The hoarse words came out from under the ancient and worn mask, making people shudder.

"Dainsleb, don't try to hinder His Royal Highness's grand plan."

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense." Dai Yin shouted coldly, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

After saying that, Dainsreb took the lead and rushed forward. The sword in his hand slashed into the shield of the Abyss Mage like lightning.

Seeing this, another Abyss Mage hurriedly chanted a spell, muttering something.

Suddenly, there was ice and snow all around, and the air was cold.

At this moment, due to the sound of their fighting, unusual movements were heard in the originally peaceful ruins.

The monsters hiding in the dark were attracted one after another and gradually gathered towards them.

"Be careful!" Paimon looked at Dainsreb who was in a tough battle, his face full of anxiety, and couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Hehe, instead of caring about others, why not focus on yourself first." At this moment, another abyss mage suddenly appeared in front of the three of them and sneered.

Seeing this, Ying frowned and summoned the Edgeless Sword. Then he gathered all his strength and swung it hard. A sharp wind blade slashed towards the Abyss Mage.

However, this attack was easily blocked by the opponent's shield.

At this moment, two Hillock Shamans suddenly appeared behind the Abyss Mage, holding strange runes in their hands and muttering something.

Immediately afterwards, countless vines suddenly sprang out from the ground. These vines seemed like living things, sweeping towards the three people in an extremely chaotic manner.

"Desolate planet!"

Faced with the aggressive vines, Ying's face changed and he used the power of rock element again to try to resist.

However, what she didn't expect was that the vines covered the barren planet in an instant and continued to spread towards them.

"That's it, lamenting your own powerlessness in despair..." The Abyss Mage looked at Ying sarcastically.

In that instant, two more wooden shield hillock thugs rushed towards the three men with great momentum.

The next moment, a strange light flashed on the West Wind Sword in Qianyu's hand, and then the entangled vines underwent amazing changes under the influence of a mysterious invisible force.

They were ruthlessly twisted and broken, and eventually turned into ashes and drifted away in the wind.

“This… How is this possible?!” The Abyss Mage widened his eyes and muttered to himself in disbelief.

"This power, can you..."

“Shh, there are some things that it’s better to know less about them.” Before the Abyss Mage could finish his words, Qianyu suddenly appeared in front of him as if teleporting.

In an instant, the Abyss Mage felt as if he was being pressed down by an extremely heavy mountain and could hardly breathe.

"Ahhh..." He let out a cry of unwillingness in pain.

As Qianyu raised his sword and slashed, a sharp blow flashed like lightning, instantly piercing through all five monsters in front of him.

Although he had tried his best to restrain his own strength, the terrifying aura emitted by that slash was still enough to rival that of a lower-level demon god.

"Phew... That was a close call." Paimeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear, secretly thankful that it was just a false alarm.

Ying finally recovered from her shock.

The powerful pressure from the slash just now seemed to come directly at her, causing her heart to feel panic.

"Are you guys okay? What just happened here?"

At this moment, Dainsreb, who had just finished the battle, hurried over. The demon-level oppression just now made him palpitate.

"It's okay. I just accidentally fell into the trap of the Abyss Cult." Qianyu said as if nothing had happened.

Deinsreb: Does this look okay?

He looked at Qianyu with cold eyes, and the doubts in his heart increased again.

"Everyone, I believe you have just seen it. If we continue to go deeper, there will only be more dangers ahead..." Dain reminded seriously.

"It's okay, keep going." Ying said with a smile.

“Even if there is an unknown ahead, since it is a journey, we must go on, because this is also part of the journey.”

"Well, as you said, the dangers of traveling are unavoidable even if we take a 'detour'." Dainsleb said with a little emotion.

"I always feel that Dain also knows a lot about traveling?" Paimon blinked his big eyes in confusion, his eyes full of curiosity.

"…It's just…the feeling I had when I was traveling with that travel companion." Dain waved his hand gently, with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a deep sadness.

His voice was low and hoarse, as if carrying endless stories and vicissitudes.

"Really? Where is he now?" Ying asked.

"He...he doesn't travel anymore..." Dain lowered his head slowly.

“Because traveling is really exhausting.”

"But aren't you still traveling alone?" Qianyu asked tentatively, trying to make his tone sound more natural.

Hearing this, Dainsleb sighed deeply again. He raised his head and looked into the distance, as if he was lost in thought.

"Because my journey is not over yet. When I understand everything, then..." Dainsleb said slowly, but his voice suddenly became low.

"Just go home, right? Compared to the fatigue of traveling, home is the place that can bring the most warmth." Paimon blinked and said naively.

"After all, when Ying and I were traveling, we often slept on the streets..." She wrinkled her nose, as if recalling those unpleasant experiences.

"Home..." Hearing this word, Dainsleb's eyes gradually softened, and memories of the past flooded into his heart like a tide.

The warm home, familiar faces... and endless laughter all appeared clearly in my mind at this moment.

However, after a moment, he took a deep breath and came back to his senses.

He turned around, sheathed the sword at his waist, and then walked silently towards the depths of the ruins.

"Wait until I reach the end of my journey before considering where to go..." He whispered to himself, as if reminding himself not to forget his original intention.