The Weapon Master Will Never Die with His Bare Hands in Genshin Impact

Chapter 290 Two Opposite Demon Gods

"No...impossible, no..."

Wan Yan knelt on the ground, looking at the grain of salt she was holding tightly in her hand, the faith she had always believed in her heart began to gradually collapse in front of the extremely impactful facts in front of her.

"I don't accept it, this is...a scam, a false history...I...don't try to shake...my belief..."

Wan Yan stared blankly at the statue with a sharp blade protruding from the wreckage left by the demon god.

But Jia Changjiang knew who that person was.

When Jia Changjiang held the Broken Blade, Jia Changjiang had already learned about the past of the Broken Blade.

The human who killed the Demon God of Salt was the first mortal king here, and also the... last king here.

A mortal king who once loved the Salt Demon.

Why on earth would he assassinate the Demon God of Salt?Today, after thousands of years, what happened in the past has long been unclear.

Maybe it's because he doesn't want the Salt Demon God to endure the torment after defeat, maybe it's because he can't figure out the love of God that the Salt Demon God gave up on himself, or he seeks the power to protect and fight, maybe it's to prove... tenderness.

In the end, the mortals who were protected by the God of Salt and loved by the God of Salt betrayed this gentle and lonely demon god.

However, the power of the demon god finally turned the traitor into a block of salt, the palace of salt collapsed, and turned into ashes in the time, the first mortal king of the land of salt finally killed his god, and brought those mortals with him. , all paid the price of killing the Demon God.

Up to this point, after the dust settled for thousands of years, all of this was revealed, only to be seen by a girl who still believed in the Demon God of Salt.

Jia Changjiang couldn't help but think of the conversation he had with Wendy when they were on the Fengshen statue.

At that time, he saw the story of the old Mond.

And that tyrant of Old Mond, Dekarapian.

The lord of the storm, the demon god of the tornado, blew a violent wind that even birds could not pass through, and imprisoned the people in the wall.

But even so... the stormy monarch still created a shelter for the people from the snow-covered land, the land where the demon gods fought.

But just like what Wendy said to Jia Changjiang on the Fengshen statue.

"The demon gods may all love their own people, but not all demon gods can... give their people what they want...?"

Jia Changjiang looked down at the flower of salt that had bloomed for thousands of years on the ground, talking to himself.

The Demon God of Salt gave the displaced human beings a peaceful town in the battle of the Demon Gods, brought love and comfort to the people in the earth-shaking end times, and sought the rare peace in the troubled times.

The demon god of the tornado gave the people who lived in the barren land full of endless wind and snow at that time a piece of land to survive. He used the hurricane and the most powerful demon god to protect human beings. On the ice field of suffering, he gave A place where few people live.

Two different demon gods have completely different situations, but the two demon gods have similar final results.

Heulia, the demon god of salt, loves the people she guards deeply, but she does not have the power to protect her own people and fight, so the gentle demon god dies at the betrayal of the mortals she loves, until she dies, Heulia didn't hold the slightest bit of resentment.

The tornado demon god Dekarapian has the power to protect his subjects and subjects, but he has never given his subjects [freedom], so...the young man longing for freedom, the demon god who loves the tyrant, The knights who guarded the people, and a tiny wind, they witnessed the death of the king in the midst of reducing the flames, until the end... Dekarapian thought that the subjects loved him as much as he loved them.

At this moment, Wanyan, although her faith is stretching out, struggling and collapsing in her heart, forcing Wanyan to escape from this place, but Wanyan, who is kneeling there, feels as if all the strength in her body has been drained , unable to move, could only grab the grain of salt in his hand and look at the flower of salt in front of him.

"Is she... all right?"

Ying looked as if something was broken, and Wan Yan, who was kneeling there in a daze, asked, "She doesn't look very well..."

"This is the price she has to pay, but...it is also a good thing." Zhong Li looked at Wan Yan's back and said: "It is not a good thing to believe in a dead god. Heulia's faith is the same as Morax's faith."

Ying thought for a while, and stretched out her hand to help Wan Yan in front of her, but Wan Yan slapped her hand away: "Don't...don't touch me!"

"The truth of the matter...it won't be like this!"

Wan Yan said this, but her tone made it hard for her to believe what she said.

In the face of the truth that was completely and brutally torn apart, all thoughts, all speculations, and all history covered up by falsehoods were ruthlessly torn to pieces.

"The truth is hard to swallow, isn't it?"

Jia Changjiang stood next to Wan Yan: "But whether you accept it or not, history is like this. Even if you cover it up, what you get in the end is only a false history."

"Heulia, the Demon God of Salt... She is indeed gentle and kind."

Jia Changjiang patted Wan Yan's shoulder: "Think about it carefully, remember what you said, and face the final truth of the matter carefully. You should already know what is true and what is false."

"Let's let go of things like deceiving yourself."

After Jia Changjiang finished speaking, he left Wan Yan's side.

There is no way to say too much about Wanyan's situation.

What she lacks...is that she can think through this matter clearly, and no one else can help her.

Zhong Li was silent for a while, and then said: "Let her...stay here alone for a while, all the traps have been cracked, and there will be no danger here."

"Let's... go to Guyun Pavilion." Zhong Li said, "This salt cup and salt ruler need to be finalized."

"Well... don't you need to think about her?" Ying glanced at Wanyan.

And Zhong Li shook his head: "What she needs now is not two relics of the Demon God."

"Let's go."

After several people left Wan Yan there alone, Zhongli finally said: "What happened today, and so many stories have been told... It seems that I feel a little nostalgic for the old man."

"Paimon feels that today's story is a bit scary... It turns out that the death of a demon god is such a dangerous thing..." Paimon muttered.

Chapter 291

"At first I thought the Demon God of Salt was a bad guy, otherwise why would there be so many sculptures of salt..."

Ying also murmured and said, "But later I found out that the Demon God of Salt is not a bad guy at all, but a very good Demon God... It's just that the last encounter was a bit miserable."

"Her... her experience is also a warning to me, and it was also an... inevitable result of that era."

Zhongli nodded his head and said like this, and what Zhongli said happened to gather around several people.

When a few people came to Guyun Pavilion, Zhongli, who was originally calm, was walking towards the highest peak of Guyun Pavilion, and at the same time said to Jia Changjiang and iyou who were behind him: "In this Guyun Pavilion Underneath, many old demon gods are being suppressed..."

Several people had already brought the salt ruler and salt cup to Guyun Pavilion, and Zhongli was planning to destroy the salt ruler and salt cup in this place where the old demon god was sealed.

"Now... Liyue has been handed over to mortals from the original Liyue, and Heulia's era is still in the past. The salt cup and salt ruler she left behind..."

While saying this, Zhong Li slowly came to the highest point of Guyun Pavilion.

"Letting them stay here... is to sleep and return home."

"Uh-huh……"

Ying noticed something.It seems that Zhong Li has been chattering about these things since he came to Guyun Pavilion...

"Is there anything Zhongli needs us to do?"

Zhong Li looked at the huge Guyun Pavilion below: "I... ended an era with my own hands, and I have been thinking about how to record the history that was ended by me."

Zhong Li spoke such domineering words in the most peaceful tone: "History can be recorded, but history is not reliable... out of contrast of ignorance, blindness out of obsession, destruction out of greed..."

"This incident also proves this point. Time has a powerful force, and history will be distorted in the years..."

Zhongli's eyes gradually turned to Ying's direction: "I need to find a better [record] so that I can engrave the real history."

"Then... engrave a stone tablet?"

Ying tilted her head and thought: "Or should I write a book and write down all these things clearly?"

Ying thought of a few tricks, and Paimon also thought of a few tricks.

Jia Changjiang did not guess wildly, after Zhong Li looked at Ying, Jia Changjiang knew...

Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with the human man who can only huddle for less than a hundred years, that is, himself...

"" Carved stone used to be a kind of long-standing record, but even if it is a rock... the seemingly unchanging world and me may disappear one day. "Zhong Li said seriously: "So... Traveler, I thought of you. "

"Huh? Me?" Ying asked with a question mark on her face, "Why me?"

Zhong Li faced Ying and explained: "You are a person who has traveled far and wide across the stars... engrave this history into your memory, and this record can accompany you to other worlds someday in the future. .”

"As a traveler, as long as you can record...then, the era and history of Tivat will have a backup of existence."

"...suddenly saying this, I feel that the task is so heavy..." After listening to Zhongli's words, Ying felt a heavy weight on her shoulders: "No, why did you only entrust me, Zhongli? We are here Isn’t there another Jia Changjiang?”

After Ying said this, Jia Changjiang's voice appeared in Ying's ear leisurely, with a little long: "Do you think that anyone can live for a long time... In a few decades, I won't be the person I am now. It looks like it, maybe it will be buried soon, whose history do you expect me to record?"

"what……"

Ying just remembered.

Maybe time is enough for Ying and Zhongli, but for Jia Changjiang...it is not the case.

As Jia Changjiang himself said, he is a mortal who can only live for about a hundred years or even less than a hundred years.

Compared with thousands of years of history, life alone may seem insignificant.

But... Jia Changjiang may not be the right recorder, but Jia Changjiang may be...

An exciting, history-maker.

Looking at Jia Changjiang, Zhong Li laughed.

Perhaps the friendship between Zhongli and Jia Changjiang originated from a contract.

But this friendship should be more than just a contract.

Zhongli was looking forward to what Jia Changjiang would do in this world.

The laws of heaven in this world set limits for every creature and every object in this world...

Wear and tear is exactly the fuse of the world, the relics and natural principles imposed on all things in the world.

Wear and tear is the natural law, beyond our power!

Can……

The warriors who came from afar seem to be out of tune with this world.

That incompatibility is not abnormal.

It's... Jia Changjiang's will that never seems to wear out.

Zhong Li has never seen any mortal with such greed and such unwavering will.

If... In this world, [wear and tear] is the law of nature. Because of the existence of wear and tear, people walk at night like lanterns, only daring to reveal the tiniest spark and move forward.

But Jia Changjiang, who came from another world, lit a bunch of bright torches in the dark night!