Solstice Executive Officer, the start of the game is bound to the injustice system

"Wait a minute, even a pure water elf wouldn't be so exaggerated!"

Funina stretched out her hand to indicate Koizumi's height. Since drinking milk, this little guy has transformed from a mini cutie into a girl. Her long pink hair has reached past her shoulders, and the red tail on her back has also grown a lot. Even Her small breasts have grown a lot, and are expected to surpass Fufu's size.

"Isn't this normal?"

Xiaoquan had just put on the dress brought by Funina. Fortunately, Fufu's clothes were not too big and barely fit.

"Just think, you were just a little girl a few hours ago, and now you're suddenly so big, like a macaron turned into a big cake."

"It's weird no matter how you think about it!"

Funina could feel the continuous warmth when she held Koizumi's hand. The little guy was like a stove, always emitting heat. Obviously this would be a huge advantage in the winter, but unfortunately in Nata it was like a fire. Pour some oil and make it very hot for Lady Water God.

Xiaoquan hugged Funina's arm and said with a smile: "I can feel the water element in my mother's body, which is even more powerful than Xiaoquan!"

"Mom is the God of Water. She is the most powerful person with the most water in the world~"

Funina was a little proud. She pretended to be a little bit in front of her daughter. She was really happy. She, the water goddess, was very respectable in front of her.

"Wow, then Koizumi is the most popular person in the world!"

Koizumi stretched out his hands and summoned two scorching fireballs. They burned for only a moment before suddenly breaking through the ceiling, and the blazing pillars of fire rushed into the sky in an instant.

Funina: "Huh?"

Su Ming: "???"

He hurriedly released the ice surface to block the continued spraying of the fire pillar, but such an exaggerated scene still appeared high in the sky of Huangcheng. Even from the border of Fontaine, you can clearly see the fire pillar rising into the sky.

Somewhere further.

The man slowly opened his eyes, his golden vertical pupils seemed to have flowing lava, and the sides of his thick arms were covered with hard red scales.

It sits cross-legged on a raised rock, surrounded by hot magma. This is the core area of ​​the lava field. With the continuous eruptions of the silent volcano in the past six months, the originally barren land has been submerged in the blazing heat. Now even There is no place to stay.

However, as a dragon, not to mention a fire dragon, they are naturally able to withstand extremely high temperatures, so magma is actually a suitable place to live.

The pillar of fire that cut across the sky was so dazzling at this moment. It slowly stood up and stepped into the magma step by step. Its vertical pupils flashed with elusive light, and the ends of its short shoulder-length red hair burned with a little crystal crimson.

Not far away, you can see the fiery red dragon clan entrenched in the lava field. This has become the largest gathering place for the dragon clan, and there is no need to worry about human intrusion.

When the dragons who were resting saw the man approaching, they retreated to both sides, leaving a wide road.

The height of the magma was lower than the man's knees, but it just stared silently in the direction of Huangcheng and said softly: "Ainiya, it's finally over."

Everything in these 500 years will come to an end.

It has been waiting for this moment for a long time, and now is the moment when everything comes to an end.

The man's chest seemed to be burning with an unquenchable flame, like a transparent heart of flame glass, supplying huge energy to the whole body.

Very few people know its real name. Perhaps only the oldest gods and demons can recall the original surname in front of them, but now the Fire Dragon King has a new name.

inflammation.

Just a simple word, symbolizing absolute power and fire, and also the king's absolute confidence in himself.

As one of the first dragon kings, the Fire Dragon King, Yan spent a long time. He did not settle in Nata until the disaster that changed Teyvat 500 years ago. For Yan, 500 years is not that long. During the process, the only interesting thing during this period was the battle with the new Vulcan.

Yan has been honed to the extreme in both body and element, but Aenea's years as a god are still short. Even if her talent is excellent, it still needs time to accumulate.

For everyone, time is valued differently.

"The war is about to begin."

Yan Pingping's words were like a casual chat one day, but the content was about Nata's future and destiny.

The dragons entrenched in the lava field roared with excitement. They had not experienced the tempering of blood and fire for too long. The dragons were born to be baptized in war, and finally transformed and reborn into real dragons. This was also done through ancient processes. Tradition evolved through history.

On the altar, Aenea raised her head with feeling, her eyebrows also added a bit of solemnity. The divine induction allowed her to find Yan's thoughts in the dark, or maybe it was the five hundred battles in the past 500 years. Let her become the person who understands Yan's thoughts best.

"Lord Aenea, honor is not as good as life, we cannot lose you."

The high priest pursed his lips. She had been following Aenea for more than forty years, and all she could do was make suggestions. The girl in front of her was undoubtedly an excellent leader. As a new god of fire, she persisted in the face of such a terrifying opponent. For a full 500 years.

She is worthy of the name of the God of Fire, which is why the high priest does not want such a trustworthy god to burn up.

"Leave."

Aenea squatted down and touched the ancient inscriptions around the altar, murmuring softly: "The former God of Fire also burned up in this way, turning his body into the land of Nata, and his soul still guides you and me in the direction of progress. "

"Five hundred years is indeed a long time, but those people from the past seem to be right in front of me."

She raised her head and looked at the high priest again, "Qingli, it's time for you to leave. Return to Liyue, which is your hometown."

Few people know that the current high priest is not a Nata person, but a native of Liyue. It’s not a long story. 25 years ago, when Qingli was 15 years old, Ainiya was in the prairie fire. After saving the unconscious girl, the girl followed him until she became the high priest and could legitimately stand behind the God of Fire.

"You know me."

Qingli just smiled helplessly, as if helpless, but also as if he had already decided something, "I will witness your death with my own eyes."

"In this case, I don't care."

Inia shrugged her shoulders and continued to mutter without caring about the atmosphere: "The memorial day will still be held, why don't we just ask Li'er to go up and fight, I will work hard."

"Lord Aenea."

"Uh...it's just a joke. Stop staring at me like that."

Aenea curled her lips. There was usually no one to chat with, and Li'er was very old-fashioned, even more old-fashioned than her, a god who had lived for 500 years. It was really boring.

But he is also a very good person. Well, she is very satisfied with her ability to choose people.