Rice Wife never came.

It has been raining in Fontaine for a long time.

Kong and Ying led the remaining Abyss Religion to withdraw to Fengdanting. While they were defending the city, Mandrill was killed in a fierce battle.

Yasha was swallowed up by his karma and fought fiercely with the monsters to the death. The purification of the descendants could no longer do anything.

Witness it with your own eyes.

"fluorescent."

Ying locked herself in the room for many days, and Kong could only forcefully remove the door lock.

Ying hugged her knees and curled up on the corner of the bed against the wall. Her golden hair was scattered and fell on her knees as she buried her head.

After offering Intivat, the sycamore leaves and butterflies that Mandrill broke off to her to make up for it were no longer stuck in her temples, but were held in her hands.

The man in deep sorrow did not even cry.

It seems that the soul has also passed away with the beloved.

"Ying." Sora sat beside the bed and put his hand on her shoulder, "Cheer up."

Ying's body temperature was extremely low and seemed to have blended in with the humid and cold weather.

"The mandrill's sacrifice was not in vain. When we take the snow globe to the stars, he will come back one day."

Sora's voice was harsh.

Because there is still no trace of the snow globe.

With so little hope, they could reach this point only because of the encouragement of Zhi Dong and the confidence given by the tree of light.

What if they believe it wrong...

It's all a loss.

All kinds of comforts have been expressed outside the door by people who come in turn.

There is no reaction.

After a long time, Kong withdrew his hand, stopped looking at Ying, sighed softly, and sat up straight with his back straight.

The curtains were tightly drawn, Sora stared at the chandelier flickering in the dimness, and spoke,

"Ying... Actually, I came here today to tell you about Ina Wife."

The hair behind her gently rubbed against the fabric, and finally there was a sound.

"Ina Wife is here." Kong didn't look back, and clenched his hands tightly on his knees, "But the journey is too far from Fontaine. On the way here... except for Balzebub, everyone died."

"And Columbia and Barbara."

"That day they and Abedo went under the tree, hoping to change the skirmishers and go into the city to rest..."

Sora took a deep breath.

“Columbia is dyed black.”

"The skirmishers came back with her and said that Barbara was cursed to death by her."

"We tried our best but could not save Columbia. Finally, she asked skirmishers to stab her through the heart."

Despair layer upon layer, enveloping me airtight.

Her eyes were swollen from crying, and her throat felt like it was filled with blunt knives. Every breath she took was just based on instinct.

She held her head tightly and asked sadly: "A little..."

Kong's voice about tragic retribution stopped.

"No good news... at all?"

Empty silence.

After a long time, he said: "We are the only ones left in Teyvat. Ying, it's time for you to go out."

-

The skirmishers stood on the city wall of Fontaine and looked in the distance. Behind them was the Abyss Cult, which was waiting in full formation. It was as ominous as the darkness lingering under the city, but it was dwarfed in number, with less than a hundred people.

Surrounding him were all the Teyvat people now.

Nasida, thunder movie, wanderer.

After Ying locked himself up, Paimon has been protected by the Abyss Order, and he is still there today.

Directly in front, reflecting on the crimson sea, the tree of light accommodates countless souls, becomes more solid and stronger, and is only a hair away from becoming an entity.

"Sorry, we're late."

Soon after, Sora arrived at the city wall with Yingya.

Ying took a step behind, her eyes bloodshot, and she held the sword tightly in her hand.

"Traveler..." Paimon and Ying met again after a long time, and the worry on their faces almost became reality.

Ying blinked and looked at Paimon slowly, with a confused look on his face: "Huh? Paimon...?"

"Don't say you forgot about me!" Paimon clenched his fists angrily.

"How could it be?" Kong rubbed Paimon's head and asked the straggler next to him, "The country collapsed, where are Zhongli and Albedo?"

"Take Dotore under the tree." The skirmisher responded quietly.

"Okay," Kong took a deep breath, faced the high hunting wind, and looked at the people on the city wall, "Let's set off too!"

According to Sora and Abedo's inference, when all the souls of Teyvat are gathered together, that is, the last four Teyvat people among them die, the tree will become reality.

With the death of no one alive and the appearance of the tree, when all the conditions in the prophecy are met, regardless of whether it is summoned this time, the door to release Nidhogg's Dragon will probably open.

Once such a sign appears, the Abyss Religion will need to sing the requiem again.

But the object of this summons is no longer Nidhogg, but the silent Tianli.

Because they could not be sure that Nanke would be able to return with Shu, they needed the last person to come, and heavenly principles would serve as insurance.

Thinking in a positive direction, if Nanke can come back.

All they need to do is escape successfully.

on the other hand.

The only ones who want to go under the tree are the Adventers, Nacida, Thunder Movie, Wanderer and Paimon will all stay behind.

Without Columbia, the way they chose to die was to fight the darkness to the death.

"I placed my power in the iridescent rose under the tree," Nacida instructed. "Once I die, the iridescent rose will wither. You must hurry up and leave before Nidhogg comes."

"The country collapsed."

Before leaving, Lei Movie stopped the stragglers.

Behind the skirmishers, the divine ring became clear and extinguished, and they stopped and turned around.

The god's face is cold and beautiful, mixed with grief and the aura of killing before the war.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't fulfill my promise to protect Nanke." Lei Jianjie stared at him with a heavy voice.

"...I said, I will protect my people myself." The skirmisher's tone was as sharp as ever, but not as light as usual.

His eyes showed no emotion, showing a lonely coldness.

Raikage opened his mouth several times, holding the naginata tightly in his hand, "No matter what..."

She paused slightly and solemnly said, "Please, you must live."

As a god, Thunder Movie used to recall the things that have passed away and longed for the ultimate eternity.

It has nothing to do with the birth and death of her dreams, how she went astray, and how she found her way back.

All the dreams of Inazuma continued to pass away until now.

There was nothing left in her hands.

Only the child in front of him could never make up for what he owed to him.

At least I hope he's safe.

No matter whether the lover can come back or not.

She all hoped that he would be safe.

"Take care of yourself." The skirmisher said expressionlessly, tapping the ground with his toes and flying towards the tree of light under the city without looking back, "...and there are wanderers."

The wanderer stood behind Thunder Movie, looking away as if it had nothing to do with him.

He is not like a straggler who suffers many loves, hates, life and death due to thunder movies.

There is no entanglement between the two people, it is just a simple relationship between the creature and the creator.

When the skirmishers arrived under the tree, the monsters wandering nearby had been cleared away. The doctor had automatically awakened long after Columbia's death. Now there was no need for confrontation, and he put on a fake smile:

"I heard that the dolls are immortal. What should we do if Thor and Wanderer don't die?"

A purple sword light shot up from behind and cut the monsters, mountains and seas in half.

The skirmisher ignored him, stepped over the surging waves on the beach, and reached out to touch the tree of light.

He has experience fighting in the abyss, and he knows that the darkness from the abyss is the natural enemy of the dolls, and that Thunder Movie and the Wanderer will definitely die in extreme torture.

The hands of the skirmishers still passed through the light.

And the sacred silence of the trees still didn't respond.

The skirmisher's fingers stayed in the air, he slowly curled up, his eyebrows knitted together, and he lowered his head and let out a long breath.

"The country collapsed." Sora put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Based on universal rationality," Zhongli also said, "the transplantation of the tree itself represents Nanke's survival."

"I also hope Nanke can come back." Ying lowered her eyes and lightly covered her chest.

The sycamore leaf butterfly was made into a necklace and hung there neatly.

suddenly.

The tree's light flickered.

"Here it comes!" The doctor suppressed his ecstasy.

Another jolt.

Who died?

No way of knowing.

Ying's body was so tense that she was about to convulse, and she frowned to hold back her tears.

The earth-shattering slashes from the gods behind him continued.

No one dares to count time.

Until the last slash, the lightning that penetrated the sky dissipated halfway.

The fall of Zhao Ming Lei movies.

The iridescent roses that Abedo was observing intently all withered at the same time.

——Everyone in Teyvat died in battle.

The next moment, the chaotic light beams of the Tree of Light suddenly twisted together and began to condense into a jade-white entity.

Giant trees appeared out of thin air and oppressed the ocean, causing sea levels to rise sharply.

Ying flew upwards, and at the same time, the waves hit the city wall with a loud noise. Kong turned around in shock, and the Fengdan Pavilion where the Abyss Religion resided was instantly swallowed up by the flood.

"Oops!" Kong turned around to help, but was grabbed by Zhongli.

"Mr. Zhongli! Without them, who would sing the requiem?!"

"Look." Zhongli released his hands and gestured in the direction of the Tree of Light with his chin.

The sea level rose to its limit, and a large amount of water passed over the upper edge of the land and poured like a waterfall onto the waters around Fontaine.

But the giant tree that caused the heavy pressure turned into trillions of pure white lights at the moment it took shape, expanding to the horizon and the sea, all over the world.

They were stranded in the air to avoid the sea flood, and they clearly saw that the thick clouds in the sky dissipated, covered by the rules of the world, the real sky that no one had ever seen, and the sea and land on the other side of the planet were clearly revealed before their eyes.

There are the destroyed Inazuma Islands.

But that hellishly cruel landscape is also enveloped in radiant tenderness.

Then, the light that spread to every corner of Teyvat returned to the center.

The face of the entire world was imprinted by the light, flashing inside the hazy edge. With the shadow of a shimmering tree as the center, it condensed into a real snow globe and fell into the hands of the tiny girl above the sky.

He has white feathers on his back, short hair and black eyes.

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