Genshin Impact: Journey to Teyvat

Chapter 389 Wan Yan still doesn’t want to face it

Aina's skills require her own ability to be used. The fundamental reason why she came back in half an hour is that she can only sustain it for so long.

The meaning of skills is probably to bring a person's soul back to the node of things that she wants to know most.

This skill will allow the soul to travel to the body of the main member, just like Wan Yan, now it is traveling to the person who committed the assassination.

She saw the reasons for these people's assassination, and also saw the true historical trajectory of Heulia, just as Zhongli said.

Half an hour came quickly. Aina was a little exhausted and turned the bouquet in her hand into light and fell into Wan Yan's body.

"...What I saw just now is true?" Wan Yan really couldn't believe it, but she had to believe it.

Gan Lin put one hand on his hip: "I think you witnessed Heulia's death with your own eyes and saw the memory of the believer who assassinated Heulia, so you can't tell right from wrong now, right?"

Zhongli held down Gan Lin who was trying to step forward: "Since Ms. Wanyan can't trust us, just follow us and move on."

Zhong Li looked at the stone door in front of him and closed his eyes slightly: "Everything that happened at that time will be recorded truthfully behind this door."

Wan Yan thought of the last scene she saw. Looking at the door that lit up in front of her, she even took half a step back.

"You don't have the courage to face the truth at all, do you, a follower of Heulia?" Gan Lin walked in from her side with his hands behind his back, and at the same time gave Aina the primary recovery pill that restored his physical strength.

The primary level of Huihui Dan is only 700 raw stones, which is not a big deal for the useless Ganlin who now has 200,000 raw stones.

The elementary body-returning pill works almost instantly for the current Aina, and the lost physical strength is instantly replenished.

The scene inside the room is clear at a glance. The surrounding statues are either running away, praying, or even frightened.

The statue in the middle seems to be holding something in its hands, stabbing himself in front. In front of him, there is only a pile of salt...

Wan Yan covered her forehead and still couldn't believe it, even though she had experienced the truth of this kind of thing once and saw it again in reality.

Zhong Li stood beside her: "This is the scene. Heulia's body collapsed, leaving only a few traces of salt. The scene of her death is also fixed here."

Wan Yan took half a step back, still with the disbelief on her face: "The sequel of the story is: some of her people finally realized that this kind but weak demon could not protect anyone in the war. "

Just like the memory she saw, Wanyan looked at the pile of salt traces in the middle in disbelief.

"The demon war is very cruel. Rather than letting her suffer the torture of defeat, it is better to give her relatively easy relief." Zhongli's words were like needles piercing Wanyan's heart.

Paimon looked at the statues around him and asked the doubts in his heart: "But, what's going on with the statues around here?"

Zhongli turned his head and looked at Paimon: "No matter how weak the demon god is, the power lost when he dies is not something a mortal body can withstand."

Ying carefully observed the salted statues here. They were almost the same as the statues at the door: "Those who failed to escape all became like this."

Ying turned around: "So it was the Rock King who accepted Heulia's followers, right?"

Zhongli did not answer, but continued to tell the story: "The people of the Salt God who had not experienced this disaster left her territory and went to Liyue to seek the protection of the Rock King."

"Their descendants are afraid of the demonic remnants Heulia left behind, and are afraid that she will inflict an eternal curse on them..."

Zhongli's eyes fell on the salt pile in the middle: "So, they risked the risk and came back here, broke the sword and worshiped it, hoping to quell the anger she left behind."

Wan Yan didn't know what she was thinking about, she lowered her head and said nothing.

"But in fact, they did nothing more. How could this demon god who never resisted until the end be angry towards his own people?"

Gan Lin nodded: "Indeed, Heulia, a demon who will carry out cowardice to the end."

Being able to create salt is such a great power. After all, humans cannot lack salt.

If she had chosen to join the Rock King Emperor's team, she might have a place in the port market now.

Wan Yan's outlook on life was overturned today, and she was thrown to the ground and crushed repeatedly. What she had been sure of before was such a big reversal, so what a big joke she had been for such a long time.

The followers of the Salt God, who had been jumping up and down excitedly since learning that Morax was dead, seemed to have suddenly lost their vitality.

Gan Lin was a little worried at this time, but because his attitude towards her was really bad before, he could only poke Ying's shoulder secretly.

As a result, the girl didn't believe all this at all, and turned to glare at Zhongli: "...Don't even think about shaking my...faith!"

Gan Lin: ...It’s no use worrying.

Looking at the girl running out, Paimeng shook his head helplessly: "This time, Zhongli really showed no mercy."

"This is the price he has to pay, but... this is not a good thing." Zhong Li didn't care at all about what Wan Yan just said.

"Looking at his appearance just now, I'm afraid he will continue to be shaken for a while, but even if he can't be relieved immediately, it's not bad if he can only recognize the reality."

Gan Lin sighed: "Her meaningless stubbornness... will only hurt herself."

"I really didn't expect that I would let her see so many past scenes, and even let her see other people's memories, but the result would still be like this."

Aina crossed her arms with some dissatisfaction: "This person's acceptance ability is too poor."

Ying shook his head and changed the topic: "It can be seen that Zhongli is too familiar with Heulia's experience."

Zhongli nodded: "Well, a long time ago, Heulia's story was also a warning to me."

"There is really no benefit in believing in a god who has passed away. Whether it is faith in Heulia or faith in Morax, it is the same."

"People in Liyue will understand one day." Ying said thoughtfully.

Zhong Li was silent for a while: "Okay, how about accompanying me to Guyun Pavilion next?"

Paimon tilted his head in confusion: "Huh? What is Zhongli going to do?"

"Alas..." Zhongli sighed heavily: "I revisited my old place and told so many stories... It is inevitable that I miss those old friends."

Morax lived long enough, and the people around him, whether they were immortals or immortals, changed batch after batch, and only a few remained.

Zhongli seemed to have thought of something, and finally raised the corner of his mouth, mobilized his ability, and left this secret realm with the salt lamp and salt ruler.