Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

Shen Qianluo's coma seemed sudden, but there were already signs of it.

He was forced to assist despite being seriously injured. I guess he must have been at the end of his strength and has been holding on until now.

After catching Shen Qianluo and hesitating for a moment, Morax finally picked him up and walked towards his residence.

There is always a lingering fragrance like pine wood on Shen Qianluo's body, elegant like a gentleman, yet refreshing, mixed with the softness and gentleness of a young boy.

A lot lighter than expected.

Although he is not very old, he looks mature like a teenager, and there are so many secrets hidden in his body. He can amplify his abilities with one hand, and he is so skilled and powerful.

…and now, the chance to uncover his secret is at hand.

Morax lowered his eyes and looked at him.

The sleeping boy was much quieter than usual. His gentle and playful eyes closed, his breathing was shallow, his eyebrows were long like willows, he had a charming and elegant demeanor, and his shoulders were thin and gaunt.

Under the ordinary wide black robe was a white brocade with red cloud patterns. His height only reached his shoulders, and his temperament was like the bright moon in the mountains, but he was extraordinary.

He is a very elegant and lively boy. And when he raises his eyebrows and looks up, you can often feel his youthful vigor and youthfulness beneath his calmness.

After thinking for a moment, Morax took steady steps and gently put him on the bed. After checking that the wound had not split open again, he turned around and left decisively.

There was no curiosity to explore any secrets that the two of them knew and had lived in peace with all the way.

One could even hear a faint voice coming from outside the window, instructing the tribesmen to take good care of him as he was seriously injured.

Until it was completely quiet outside the house.

"What a...good man created by the times." Fatigue flashed across the slowly opened eyes, and a flash of luxurious golden light flashed under Shen Qianluo's clear black pupils, and finally he sighed softly.

"Well, in return, this is also my last test for you."

All the cells in his body were indeed clamoring for rest, and he could fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. But as the son of Heavenly Principle, Shen Qianluo had been in the battlefield for the succession of Heavenly Principle for many years, and his willpower was terrifying, so how could he easily faint due to exhaustion?

That was not only a mistake on his part, but also an irresponsibility to the people who trusted and respected him.

Leader...

But it is a title that carries a lot of heavy burdens.

Since Morax is destined to walk on this long road with no end in sight... let him, a reliable senior, give him a little help~

Thinking of this, the corners of Shen Qianluo's mouth slightly raised again, and he slightly suppressed the anxiety and worry that had been floating in his eyes for a long time, and finally fell asleep.

For him, the journey to Teyvat was just a rare rest.

In this world governed by the laws of nature, even if he sealed his divine nature in order to conceal his aura, there was still no fighting force that could pose a real threat to him.

The chaos and war that the world is experiencing is nothing more than a repetition of the cycle of history that he witnessed time and time again in his childhood.

What he really cares about... is still the current situation of the war on Sky Island...

He was seriously injured and had not yet recovered. Rushing back without any strategy would only lead to his death. But it was hard to feel at ease if he hid himself and accumulated strength...

After all, he is the supporter of thousands of people...

Leader...

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The situation of the tribe can indeed be described as serious.

Huge sea monsters roamed the sea, occasionally rising to the shallow waters to create huge waves, destroying houses and boats like a landslide.

On land, there were many original demons. Even when they went out hunting, they would return empty-handed or injured. They had to pick some fruits to distribute, or be helped by the Yakshas, ​​and everyone would sit together and share a few wild boars.

"The tide is about to rise, and tonight is a full moon night. That guy is likely to float up again!"

"Everyone, alert! Stay away from the beach!!"

With his long braids fluttering in the cold wind, Morax stood on the top of the mountain, looking out at the rumbling sea. The cold full moon was blocked by clouds, and the hazy and enchanting feeling was like a prying eye that appeared and disappeared from time to time, making the sea surface shrouded in night even darker and bottomless.

The sea, which was gentle during the day, now seemed like a terrifying beast, rushing and swallowing everything that approached it.

Something in the deep sea slowly floated up.

His golden pupils darkened a little, and Morax left the top of the mountain in a flash. The tip of the gun in his hand flashed a dazzling golden light in the night.

Almost at the moment when Baqiu climbed ashore and the overwhelming sea water rushed down from the sky with a roar, the long spear swept through the air, and in just a blink of an eye, dozens of feet of rocks rose from the ground.

The earth shook violently, and the sea water that hit it hard brought a huge weight, but amid the deafening sound, it was blocked by the rocks and retreated like a stream and merged into the sea.

"Roar!--" The action was suddenly blocked. Baqiu let out an angry roar, twisted his huge body, and stared at the tribe on land from a distance.

It could sense a strange and powerful demonic aura guarding the forefront of the tribe, along with the cheers of the tribesmen who had survived the disaster after their shock and panic.

Shen Qianluo was awakened by such an atmosphere of fear and cheering. After being awake for a second, he subconsciously wanted to stand up, but the expression on his face froze all of a sudden. It was not until he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

…and forgot about the serious injury.

He slowly got up from the bed.

The air was filled with heavy moisture, and the strong light of the battle not far away made the sky and earth dim and the ground shook violently. Thick dark clouds completely blocked the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and shouts were mixed with the thunder of a rainstorm, and the cold rain poured straight down from the sky.

Everywhere was filled with the unconcealable fear of humans caught in the battlefield between two demon gods, as well as their uneasiness and anticipation about the powerful strength of the demon gods they believed in.

"The Lord of Rock will definitely win!"

"But those eight dragons..."

"No! We should trust the Lord of Rock!!"

"Humans..." Shen Qianluo murmured seemingly with a sigh, mobilized his divine power, leaped to a high place, and looked out at the fierce battlefield from afar.

The wind was very strong on the battlefield at night. Morax stood high on the rock, with the Yaksha clan assisting him beside him. In the sea, there were Eight Qiongs fighting angrily with a stone whale.

The churning sea water was like a raging storm, constantly bombarding the rocks summoned by Morax, but was completely blocked and retreated again.

The ocean is not a battlefield that Morax is good at, but since the Eight Snakes could fight with the rock creatures he summoned for so long, they do have some strength.

“However, it’s not okay to let my people panic like this.” He smiled calmly, a verdant light instantly surged at his fingertips. Shen Qianluo held the bamboo flute in his hand and gently closed his eyes.

Then, let’s sing another song.

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From the moment Morax appeared, the power of faith, as thin as a thread, quietly transmitted from the tribe.

As he blocked the terrifying waves time and time again, the huge stone whale entered the sea to fight fiercely. Slowly, the power of faith coming from the tribe became more and more, concentrating around him.

It is indeed a mysterious and awe-inspiring power.

Watching the stone whales fighting in a stalemate for a long time, Morax raised his hand, and was about to summon the rock creature again, when suddenly, the melodious and soft flute sound followed the wind, like a trickle, like a light smoke, lingering and flowing like water, flowing through everyone's anxious hearts.

The sound of the flute...is that him?

Realizing that Shen Qianluo had woken up, Morax suddenly looked back and saw the young man standing on the top of the mountain in the cold wind, leaning against a tree trunk, with curled eyelashes and his tied silver hair fluttering in the silver moonlight.

It was as if even the dark clouds were intoxicated by the melodious flute sounds, rolling and retreating silently, the rainstorm lost its momentum, and wisps of fresh water vapor filled the wind, adding a lot of coolness.

Even the movements of the eight snakes in the sea seemed to have slowed down a lot.

The tune this time is different from the previous ones. It does not have an amplifying effect. Instead, it is... full of soothing and gentle meaning?

Morax hesitated for a moment, rarely understanding what Shen Qianluo meant. The next moment, he was suddenly stunned.

The faith passed down by the tribe has undergone earth-shaking changes. The original feeling of awe and fear is becoming warmer and stronger, just like a stream flowing into a river, carrying the trust and love that everyone has entrusted to the gods.

"Lord of Rock! Please defeat it!"

"We are willing to believe in you, Lord of Rock. You will definitely be able to defeat it!!"

"Lord of Rock! King of Flute!!~~"

At that moment of distraction, Morax met the gaze of Shen Qianluo in the distance, and saw the latter smiled at him gently. The melody followed closely, and the sound became more and more complex, like the splashing of a spring, and like the jumping of pearls and jade, reflecting the tribe's ardent and sincere faith, and concentrating on the only king.

His eyes calmed down, and he raised his hand to summon the jade and rock that instantly formed into a kite. He turned around suddenly, and the Morax divine pattern lit up. The kite suddenly broke free from the shackles of the earth, flapped its wings and flew into the air, circling in the air with a long cry.

Carrying everyone's attention and expectations, like a sharp spear thrown by the scorching sun, it pierced directly into the battlefield where the magic beasts and rock whales were fighting fiercely in the center of the ocean.

Thus, the coastal tribes ended the era of being harassed by the Eight Tribes.