Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

At this moment, the villagers were all burned by the flames, but they did not show any sign of pain. Instead, they looked at Jiraiya and the others with ferocious faces.

There was still blood at the corner of his mouth from eating and drinking blood just now, which had merged with the saliva overflowing from his mouth and was dripping down from time to time.

The villagers, who already had hideous faces, now looked even more ferocious.

"Paimon, it looks like your meat is really delicious..." The traveler never stopped saying shocking things.

"Really? Don't make such jokes at a time like this!" Paimeng said angrily, not knowing what to do.

Moreover, the feeling of eating rotten meat just now was still lingering in Paimeng's mouth and nose. He couldn't control himself and retched a few times.

I always feel that these villagers now seem to be much more terrifying than the hillbillies. I don’t know whether I should still regard them as human beings.

He couldn't be hit, and Jiraiya was frowning just watching this.

Seeing the black air in the coffin becoming increasingly thicker, Jiraiya had no choice but to throw a smoke bomb on the ground.

Then he shouted loudly: "Hurry! Take Uku and escape to the north first!" Jiraiya shouted and followed the traveler.

The traveler held Uku and immediately ran to the front of the team, fleeing towards the city.

But as they ran along, there was always a sad voice echoing in their minds.

"Why did you kill me? Why did you kill me? I didn't have to die!"

Then the face of the girl who had just been lying in the coffin gradually appeared in front of his eyes and could not be shaken off.

Perhaps it was because of the guilt deep in his heart? This time even the traveler and Jiraiya were affected.

I felt dizzy and even though I hadn't eaten anything, I could smell the rotten meat in my mouth and nose. It was so painful that I wanted to hit my head against the wall and die.

But the gradually heavier weight in his hands made Jiraiya realize that he was once again being burdened by that excessive sense of responsibility.

Therefore, no matter how painful it was, Jiraiya had to keep working hard. It didn't matter if he died at his old age, but he absolutely could not let these children die here!

It was actually quite outrageous, as there was clearly nothing behind it. However, the fear that lingered in Paimeng's heart was even more frightening than the time when he was mistaken for the assassin of the Emperor and was hunted down by the Thousand Rocks Army.

There is always a way out, or is it that just after escaping from the tiger's den, you fall into the wolf's lair?

As soon as the group left the village, several dark shadows appeared around them.

Upon closer inspection, I realized that they were a group of people I had never seen before, and their clothes did not look like anything I had seen in the Seven Kingdoms.

He was still holding a uniform weapon in his hand, and the texture seemed to be the same as the mineral in the mine cart before entering the secret realm.

If the Traveler and Paimon guessed correctly, this should be the star silver ore, a mineral unique to the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain.

Weapons made from this ore often exude a chilling chill.

"Who are you?" Jiraiya's eyes were unusually sharp. After all, in this situation, with the way ahead blocked by people of unknown origin, it was naturally impossible for him to introduce himself in a friendly manner, right?

"Don't worry, we are here to save you. Without us leading the way, you can't break through those barriers." The accent and tone of voice were full of Inazuma accents. It was more authentic than any Inazuma accent that the traveler and Paimon had seen.

But this voice, Jiraiya somehow heard it very familiar. Chuan-san, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming...

(Don’t ask me what it tastes like, how would I know. Anyway, there are definitely differences in accents between different countries. After all, in some areas of my country, there are different accents in every village.

If you must bring it in, just think in the direction of a simple life.)

"What the hell is going on here? Mondstadt's territory, Liyue's traditional style, and someone who looks like an Inazuma."

Paimeng was a little confused and didn't know what the personnel composition was like inside Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain.

What happened more than 2,500 years ago that led to such a complex population composition here?

Jiraiya looked at the strange guys in front of him with caution, although his accent made him feel somewhat familiar.

However, we still need to be vigilant. Children know that they should not trust people with unknown origins.

But Paimeng didn't know that he actually flew to the two guys happily. He seemed very excited.

It would have been fine if Paimon didn't know, but the Traveler, Walnut, Bennett and the others all came to the stranger without hesitation.

No, how big are these guys' hearts?! It's obvious that they have never been beaten by society. Only when they are cheated do they know that people are not as beautiful as they imagined.

In fact, it’s not that the travelers have no worries at all. The main reason is that the aura emitted by the unknown existence behind them is too frightening.

We are only facing a few guys who look like humans here, but who knows what we are facing on the other side?

This option is an obvious choice...

Jiraiya could only trust them for the time being and followed them for more than ten minutes. After breaking through six blue barriers in many twists and turns, he finally stopped.

As soon as they stopped, everyone except Jiraiya began to breathe heavily. This was not because they were tired, but because they felt relieved after the oppression disappeared. It was too depressing just now! So depressing that they even forgot to breathe.

"Huh, huh, huh... If you were a little slower just now, you would have died on the road, right?"

"Really? What on earth is that thing?" Two strangers chatted with each other.

This was the first time Paimon did not participate in this kind of gossip.

It’s just because the smell of rotten offal lingers for a long time, coupled with the intense exercise.

Even though Paimon had almost vomited out all the bile, he still couldn't stop retching.

At the red coffin at the wedding banquet, a figure slowly stood up a few seconds before Jiraiya and the others stopped. A pair of red eyes looked at the direction where everyone fled with no emotion.

At this moment, Jiraiya and the others seemed to be brought into a gathering place. The houses around them were crowded with people, surrounding Jiraiya and the others in the center.

Jiraiya briefly used the barrier and sky cover law to explore. There were more than 3,000 people in the surrounding barrier at this moment!

As expected, the appearance of people in the city was completely different from that in the village. At least they were not starving to the point of being nothing but bones.

"How shameful! You are among the most valiant warriors of Shal Findnir. If you are all afraid, then is there any hope for everyone in Findnir?"

A young white-haired girl walked up to him. She was about the same age as Kurumi, but she had the aura of a superior who could not be questioned.

Jiraiya observed these people for a while. Although they were all holding on, it was easy to feel the depressing atmosphere in this team.

It was very similar to the feeling of dejection in the ninja team led by Jiraiya when they were defeated. Obviously, these thousands of people could not play a leading role in this country.