Genshin Impact: Emperor

Hello!Why are your words so strange!

Ying gave her an angry look, and suddenly heard Wan Yan shout: "Look at the groove on the stone gate, that outline...is it very similar to Mr. Zhongli's move just now... emm, meteorites falling from the sky?"

"It's really quite similar. I remember it clearly because it was smashed."

Dadalia stared at Zhongli full of resentment.

"It's the sky.

Zhong Li looked at the groove indicated by Wan Yan, and it was less than the size of a fist. Compared with the stone gate, it looked like a firefly and a bright moon, and the stone gate was densely covered with relief drawings, so he didn't pay attention to it before.

"Is there something written under this? Maybe it's the key to decrypt it."

Wan Yan removed the salt ash on it, only to see that it was written in Liyue ancient characters:

"Using the meteorite Cangyan star to reveal fortunes to those who are fainted."

"Because I'm not an archaeologist, I don't understand it."

Wan Yan gave up calmly, "But Mr. Zhongli must know."

He nodded without explaining.

Confusion rose in his heart.

For those who are blinded by fortunetelling... Who is Heulia asking for, revealing her fortunetelling?

Lifting his palm slightly, a rock star that was exactly the same size as the outline of the groove emerged, and under his guidance, it was perfectly embedded in the stone gate.

There was a bang, and the huge stone door slid towards the left and right sides, like a girl with a half-hidden face lifted her veil, and the scene behind the door was slowly revealed in front of everyone.

For a moment, the air is suffocating.

The space behind the door seems to flow with the despair of death, and the bleak silence after the precipitation of time.

"This is…"

Ying opened her eyes wide.

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! She will never forget the scene before her eyes one by one

It was a scene of many people running in all directions, as if a nuclear bomb with a powerful explosion force had been dropped in the middle area, and the spreading traces were clearly depicted with white salt.

The white salt clings to the fleeing crowd, molding them into stone sculptures, unable to move.

The expression of the person is in the present, as if through this composition painted with white salt, the scenes of the movie that happened at that time can be flashed before the eyes again.

Wan Yan stepped on the uneven stone slabs to the only place in the middle that was as wide as a windless belt, lowered her head and silently covered her cheeks.

There is a white flower blooming there.

The petals are composed of finely divided sand, exuding pearl-like light.

Light filled the entire temple.

She didn't know why she felt sad, but she did feel the pulling grief from the white flower.

"This is the salt flower, the core of Heulia."

"The core of the demon god?" Dadalia asked suspiciously, "You mean there is a possibility of resurrection?"

Zhong Li shook his head, squatted down, and held the salt flower in his palm.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the light 673 of the salt flower seems to be brighter, Ying thought, maybe it's the same power between the demons and gods that is at work.

"This is the scene, the scene where Heulia's body was disintegrated, leaving only a little trace of salt. As for this salt flower..."

The only function is that it can restore most of the power of the demon god.

No matter how weak a demon god is, its power is immeasurable.

He straightened up and said slowly: "The continuation of the story of the Demon God of Salt is as you have seen.

At the end of the siege of the city of salt, some of the people of Heulia finally realized that this benevolent but too weak demon god could not protect them at all.

Rather than enduring the torment of defeat, it is better to grant a relatively easy relief, and the result is just like this. "

He pointed to the salt sculpture closest to the salt flower. Judging from the forward-leaning movement and the forward-throwing shape of what he was holding with both hands, the ending was already obvious.

"But what about these statues...? Is it the revenge of the Salt Demon God?"

Zhong Li glanced at Paimeng, and explained: "No matter how weak a demon god is, the power lost when he is about to die is far beyond what ordinary people can bear.

This is also why the vortex demon god Oser, for the people of Liyue Port today, is only suitable for sealing and suppressing again, not forcible elimination.

All the believers who failed to escape in this city of salt could not escape the fate of being covered by the power of salt.The rest of the believers who escaped by luck migrated to the south and defected to the then King of Rock.

Later, their descendants were afraid that the demon god remnant left after Heulia's death would cast an eternal curse on them, so they took the risk to return to this place, broke off the murder weapon, made offerings, and begged for her forgiveness.

But how could it be, the salt flower is still there, it is impossible to have the residue of the demon god left.

They are unnecessary. ""?

Chapter 190 Falling Time

"The demon god who never resisted until the end

He will not be angry with his own people.

For me, her story is also a kind of warning.

And all this is the truth of history.

According to the contract, I have told the truth. "

Zhong Li looked at Wan Yan who was silent, "It's really not good to believe in a god who is not around, and Morakes is the same. He has already left Li Yue. Li Yue is already the world of Li Yue people."

"Is everything... the truth?"

"Contracts are no joke."

"...Thank you Mr. Zhongli for knowing everything, I want...to stay for a while."

Wan Yan didn't seem to be leaving for a while, so Zhong Li asked Dadalia to take care of her, and then left the city of salt that was about to collapse with Ying and Paimeng through the teleportation array.

"The air outside is much better than inside. How should I put it, it feels like it's alive, but inside it seems like a pool of stagnant water."

Back on the ground again, the air with the fragrance of water plants and soil blowing head-on made Paimon's expression come alive.

Indeed, staying inside always feels particularly depressing.

Probably because the history in it is too heavy, like opening a comic book at first, but in the end, opening a historical record.

Ying shook her head, looked at Zhong Li beside her, and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Zhongli..."

"Accompany me to Guyun Pavilion."

"it is good."

"Don't ask me why?"

Ying tilted her head, "If you want to tell me, you will tell me."

Zhong Li stroked her hair with his hand, and smiled lightly.

"In life, return to leave, return to leave. Revisiting the old place, and discovering the naive side of myself back then, it is inevitable that I will feel a little emotional.

They arrived at Guyun Pavilion through the teleportation anchor.

Through the rock steps he built at will, he stepped onto the rock mountain formed by the rock spear thrown by the rock king.

The [-]-meter-high rocky mountain and the scenery of Yunlaihai can be seen at a glance. From a distance, Liyue Port is only the size of a sand table, and the bright lights of Liyue Port seem to make people very warm.

That is the breath of a person, where the most vivid life in this vast world lives, symbolizing the traces left by the side of the demon god who represents justice in this struggle.

"Heulia to me,

It's an old friend, too.

although,

Just old friends in the sense of time???.

The breeze blowing from the rocky mountain, the corners of his clothes fluttered with the slender hair, giving Ying the illusion that he is outside the world, a person who does not belong to this world.

That's because he is Morax himself.

Ying thinks so, she still likes him more on the human side, although... occasionally it's good to be so ruthless and desireless, like a god of observers.

"Salt bowl and salt ruler, you both have to accept it carefully."

"Well, I brought it."

Ying took out two cultural relics confiscated from Dadalia and Wanyan for breaking the contract from her backpack.

Of course, it doesn't mean that she just sits and watches the fisherman reap the rewards. She has always been wary of things that get something for nothing. The reason why she accepts it is because she knows that Zhong Li just asked her to keep it for her.

He nodded slightly, crossed his arms, and explained as she expected:

"Now Liyue Port is no longer ruled by immortals, and the rock god has abdicated. The salt bowl and salt ruler are creations produced by Heulia's power in a more ancient age, and they should no longer appear in Liyue Port one by one."

So Zhongli didn't intend to hand over the salt cup and salt ruler to Dadalia at the beginning?

Such thoughts popped up in Ying's mind, but on second thought, there is a contract, as Zhongli once said-

Even if the sky falls, the contract must be completed.

Could it be that it was expected that Dadalia would not be able to withstand the temptation, and Wanyan would cling to the truth of history and break the contract?

She has no way of knowing.

Because many things seem to be well planned, but they can also be traceless.

"Under the Guyun Pavilion, many demon gods of the past have been suppressed, so letting them stay here is considered the best belonging.

"So Zhongli wants to...

"That's right.

Zhongli confirmed Ying's guess, he stood with his hands behind his back, leisurely looking at the calm sea.

She felt an inexplicably lonely atmosphere, accompanied by lonely music around her.