Facing the violent tornado, Niwa retracted his wind wings decisively and curled up into a ball.

The blessing of the Wind God allowed him to understand the anger of these wind elements and understand that confrontation would only lead to death.

He let himself fly up and down in the air like a fallen leaf following the path of the strong wind. It felt like being thrown into a drum washing machine, sinking and floating, making you dizzy.

Every gust of wind in this tornado was soaked with Dickapian's resentment.

It is the resentment that comes from the depths of history, like old yellowed photos, like old locks stained with patina, like red brick walls covered with moss.

But this resentment seems to have substance, as if it can penetrate the membrane of time and come alive in front of you.

Resentment against betrayal, resentment against fate, resentment against heaven...

After an unknown amount of time, the resentful wind disappeared, as if it had returned to the dusty history.

The wind around me has returned to calmness, but there are some indescribable charms in it, such as ham, aged wine, and strong tea, all carrying the flavor of time.

The clouds parted, and Niyu saw the ruins on the ground.

He spread his wings of wind and landed lightly with the help of Qianfeng, landing right in front of the broken sundial.

Below the sundial is a text engraved in Old Monde, a text that has been weathered and is still legible.

“The wind brings the seeds of stories, and time makes them germinate.”

Niyu recited it silently and looked into the distance involuntarily. Behind the dark blue distant mountains, the shadow of the wind dragon ruins tower seems to be vaguely visible.

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After dawn, Niyu found the lost people nearby.

After asking, it seemed that he was the only one among everyone who encountered the strange situation before.

Amber and Kelai were a little scared and cautiously suggested: "Otherwise we should stay away from there. If we encounter the same situation again, we don't know what will happen..."

"No!" Hutao said while teasing the golden fire butterfly flying around her finger, "The guide butterfly showed that the leyline node is there!"

Niyu looked at the broken sundial, frowned and said, "You said the leyline node is in that ruins?"

Hutao nodded, "Yes, it's probably under that big guy."

Niyu pondered for a moment and said decisively: "I will go with you to check, and no one else should follow. If there is an accident, report it to the Knights immediately!"

The two of them carefully arrived at the sundial, and as expected, the guiding butterfly was hovering there.

"What to do next?" Niyu asked.

"Look at me."

As Hutao said, he took out peach charms, red ropes, candles and other items from his backpack and arranged them.

Niyu had no way to intervene and could only stand aside and warn, "You still do this? Isn't this the altar of the alchemists?"

"Who said that the altar can only be used by alchemists? This is a ritual altar. It is different from those guys who pretend to be gods and ghosts. It is a very high-level magic!" Hu Tao said disdainfully.

"Can it be used in Mondstadt?"

"It can be used anywhere! The Jiao Festival borrows the power of this world, not the power of immortals."

Not long after, the altar was decorated.

Hu Tao's expression became serious, her clear voice was full of majesty, she murmured a prayer, and lit the Huma Staff again.

As she sang, the branches and leaves of the trees began to rustle, the stems of the grass began to slowly lower their heads, and the green wind elements gathered from all directions, surrounding the golden-red flames on the Staff of Goma and flying into the high sky. Projected into the distance.

Hu Tao wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised his head blankly and said: "As expected of the Kingdom of Wind, the direction the wind element points to is the core of pollution gathering... But this is too far, right? Where did it go?"

Niyu's face was extremely serious, "I know, Qianfeng told me the answer...it's the Wind Dragon Ruins!"

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"You are saying that the gathering point of the earth's pollution points to the Wind Dragon Ruins?" Lisa sat up slightly and slowly put down the tea cup in her hand.

Ni Yu nodded, "If Hall Master Hu's technique is correct..."

"Hey! My technique must be fine!" Walnut rolled her eyes at Niyu.

Lisa's delicate eyebrows frowned, "But in the past 2600 years, the Wind Dragon Ruins have never been contaminated by the demon's resentment..."

Niyu knocked on the table, "This is what I find strange! In Liyue, even a demon god like the Salt Demon God who is so weak that he dies without any resentment will leave behind quite astonishing resentment. Like Diego Karapi How could a demon as powerful as An not leave any resentment behind?"

"So what's your guess?"

"I can't say..." Niyu gave Lisa a deep look.

Lisa understood instantly and immediately directed the topic elsewhere, "So, can Hall Master Hu's method still work?"

Hutao shrugged, "It can be used, but the effect may not be very good. Your pollution gathering point itself has no pollution at all. I can't figure out the direction of the pollution flow at all. I can only judge based on the experience of my ancestors. Try to seal it..."

"Since the one-and-done method cannot be used, we can only rely on stupid methods to discover one place and eliminate the other." Lisa sighed.

Niwa nodded and added: "That's right. The church leader will have to send more veterans to recruit and train ceremonial staff locally. At the same time, the nuns of the West Wind Church will also be trained in decontamination, so as to maintain the number of relevant professionals at more than 500."

After some discussion, Hutao got a staff recruitment fund and rushed to coordinate the manpower.

Seeing that there was no one else around, Lisa asked solemnly: "What are your guesses about the Wind Dragon Ruins?"

Niyu hesitated for a moment and replied in a low voice: "I suspect that this matter is related to the time administration."

"The ruler of time? The god that the ancestors of Mondstadt once worshiped?"

Lisa sure knows how time governs...

Niyu was mentally prepared for this and nodded: "That's right. I encountered a disturbance in the earth's veins at the Temple of the Thousand Winds, which allowed me to see a historical image of more than 2600 years ago. From there, I inferred the gods when New Mondstadt was founded. Behind the battle for position replacement is the shadow of time governance.”

"Does this have anything to do with the fact that there is no resentment from the demon god in the Wind Dragon Ruins?"

"Of course it does matter. As I said, it is impossible for Dickapian to die without leaving behind resentment, and it can only remain at the place where he died. In this case, is there a possibility that his resentment did not remain behind? What about 'at this time'?"

Lisa was shocked and looked at Niyu in disbelief.

Niyu said solemnly: "The earth veins communicate with the World Tree, and the Fools disrupted the earth veins, causing the resentment of the demon god sealed in the 'past' by the time ruler to become the source of pollution in the 'present'... This is my guess!"

"It's unbelievable...what if this is really the case?"

Niyu shrugged, "I'm afraid only your god knows this question."

Lisa's face darkened, "I suddenly felt that Mond was hopeless..."

Niwa: "I think so too..."

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