"For me, it is a code name from a long time ago. When the spirit sublimates to become a god, it seems to have passed the same age as heaven and earth. Looking back from this body, the existence named Guobeng is so small and so ugly."

[Scatterers] His eyes were deep, he looked at the homeless man who was confronting him indifferently, there was no human emotion in his eyes, that's right, he was not human in the first place.

After three betrayals, 【Scatterers】is very strange. He doesn't understand that there is humanity in the eyes of this wanderer who can be said to be his future.

Even though it was covered by layers of cold, but out of familiarity with himself, [Scatterers] knew that it was "human nature", something he once dreamed of.

"How familiar...Did I say that at the time?" The wanderer tilted his head, thinking like he was racking his brains, "No matter what, just take you apart."

"A replica also wants to climb the peak of the Demon God? It's ridiculous." The wanderer was still smiling, but deep in his pupils was a strong disgust for his replica.

[Scattered Soldier] is his past, as long as the wanderer remembers it alone.Running out like this is like cutting open the current body of the homeless, exposing the filthy inside to the sun, making the homeless feel extremely uncomfortable.

Two people who can be said to be exactly the same but not the same have strong malice towards the other self.

The rather peaceful conversation broke up badly, and the two dolls both chose to fight by coincidence, and were accepted into the interior by the mecha. The connected purple tubes swayed on their own without wind, as if they were absorbing energy.

[Scattered Soldier] raised his hand slightly, the mech followed his movement, gathered his hands together, and a purple light ball appeared in his hand, and suddenly shot a purple beam of light at the wanderer's mech, trees and rocks were wiped out in the beam of light .The power to destroy the world is shocking.

The wanderer is not unfamiliar with his past self, and he even knows exactly what move he will make in the next second. The moment [Scatterers] made a move, the wanderer also raised his hand, the same purple beam of light, the same With such a devastating power, the two beams of light collided with each other, and there was a loud noise. During the confrontation, purple lightning spread outward.

Zhongli just stood there indifferently, he loved his people very much, he loved every creature in Tivat very much, but at this time he chose to stand by and watch.

Teyvat's children can't lose.

Since it is the wanderer's own doom, it is best for him to overcome it by himself.

And it doesn't matter if the Rangers lose.

A little stream of light flashed across Zhongli's golden pupils.

Even if you lose, even if you die, it doesn't matter.

Purple thunder and lightning colored the sky, and the two sides were still facing each other. The God's Eye hanging on the wanderer's heart shimmered suddenly, and the purple beam of light was suddenly wrapped in cyan, but it looked even more gorgeous and dreamy.

The originally evenly matched scene was broken, and the beam of light hit the mecha of [Scattered Soldier] hard, and the mecha fell back uncontrollably and hit the ground with a bang.

The war between demons and gods has always been very fast. If you lose, you will die. If you win, you will have people and land.

[Dadalia] raised his eyebrows, he stretched his waist, and waved to Zhongli lazily: "Goodbye, Mr. Zhongli, I'm going to take back my colleagues."

"..." Zhongli silently looked at [Dadalia]'s face, his eyes were still dull and dim, but inexplicably reminded Zhongli of the smiling eyes that stood in front of him in the past .

Even though he was covered in blood, he was still terribly bright and resplendent.

[Dadalia] Sensing Zhongli's gaze, he paused slightly as he was about to leave, without looking back: "Mr. Zhongli, we are duplicates, standing on opposite sides. Next time we meet, let's fight again."

[Dadalia] left, the mecha was put away, [Scattered Soldier] coughed lowly, lying on the ground, he raised his head, his beautiful purple eyes stared at the huge mecha in front of him, his eyes were full of embarrassment .

"Still...failed." [Scatterers] murmured in a low voice, stroking his chest, the heart of God replaced the beating heart, but even if he had the heart of God, he was still the one who failed.

[Dadalia]'s face appeared in the sky above, blocking [Scattered Soldier]'s view of the sky.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

[Scattered Soldier] The breath is weak, even if it is so, he also refuted the sarcasm with his breath: "Don't want your eyes... you can go, donate to others..."

It was extremely difficult for him to say a word.

[Dadalia] Glancing at his mouth, he picked up the [Scattered Soldier] unceremoniously: "They are all beaten up like this, so don't struggle. Do you think I want to take you back? If it weren't for the doctor and the buffoon I'm waiting for you, so I'm too lazy to take you back."

Suddenly, [Dadalia] turned around, looked at Zhongli, and waved his hand with a smile on his face: "By the way, Mr. Zhongli, the doctor also asked me to bring you a sentence. 'Don't worry, we will meet soon'."

"Tsk, pretending to be a ghost." The wanderer, who had lifted his mech, crossed his arms and sneered.

After the two of them walked away and disappeared, Zhong Li looked at the homeless man and stretched out his hand without saying a word.

The vagabond's face darkened, and he cursed in a low voice, then reluctantly put his hand on his heart, purple light radiated from his palm, and the exquisite and beautiful God's Heart slowly floated to Zhongli's palm, the young god's hand He turned it over, and the heart of God was put away by him.

"I will return this thing to Buyer." Zhongli nodded, and walked down the mountain.

Most of the small towns at the foot of the mountain were destroyed because of the previous soil clods, only a few of them were still standing, even with the help of Zhongli's shield to block them, it was a terrible sight.

It is simply that Yang Hui's hotel has not been smashed. Most of the townspeople are in the lobby on the first floor, and the loud noise is disturbing.

The homeless man's face became more and more gloomy. The wind element lingered around the boy, lifted him into the air, and a wind blade swung out, smashing the glass ornaments next to the counter.

There was a crisp sound of cracking, and people invariably informed, discussed and cried, and their surprised eyes fell on the homeless.

Zhong Li didn't stop him, he just stood by with his hands behind his back.

He has always favored the creatures of Teyvat.

"Shut up, it's too noisy." Annoyance flooded the boy's face, and he left in satisfaction after seeing that no one dared to speak.

Yang Hui squeezed out of the crowd with a smile on his face. He scratched his head and asked tentatively, "Mr. Zhongli, can you remove the shield next to it? The search and rescue team has made progress."

Yang Hui awkwardly shook the phone that was in the middle of the call.

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