The journey to Teyvat from the Abyss Mage

It's raining.

Thick cumulonimbus clouds obscured Mondstadt, like a pitch-black iron curtain that stretched all the way to the ruins of the Wind Dragon. The heavy rain covered every inch of Mondstadt equally. The amount of precipitation was so heavy that it was as if the gods had used their supreme power to hang waterfalls across the sky.

In Mondstadt, all shops were temporarily closed under the emergency order of the Knights. Except for the Knights who arranged flood prevention measures, all residents were forced to go home to take shelter. Those who did not have time to go home also took shelter in the nearest store. Taverns like the Deerslayer and the Angel's Gift were urgently recruited as temporary shelters. The originally magnificent hall of the Goethe Hotel was now filled with wet people, and the rain dripping from their clothes flowed freely on the white marble floor of the Goethe Hotel. The manager, who usually dressed decently in a suit and leather shoes, was now wearing a crooked bow tie and a suit vest that was squeezed out of shape and yelled in the chaotic crowd, trying to get people to restore order.

At the fountain in Mondstadt, the tall and handsome Acting Leader of the Knights of Favonius, Jean, stood in the rain holding a sword. She didn't hold an umbrella, but she didn't get wet at all. Before the raindrops fell on her, they were repelled by a strange force and pushed away from Jean's body.

This time, Jyn did not personally participate in the flood prevention work. She just stood there silently, staring blankly at a place beside the fountain. There, there used to be a green figure, chanting poems of freedom for Mond.

But now, the fountain was empty and the pool was overflowing with water, which was splashing onto the street.

.........

Somewhere in Benlang Territory.

"It's raining so heavily." Bennett sighed. He twisted the mechanism beside him, and with a series of creaking and violent friction sounds, a gate to a secret realm appeared on the originally bare stone wall. The door slowly opened, providing a shelter for several people from wind and rain.

Fischl and Oz, who was holding Luomu, followed Bennett into the secret realm. The stone door closed, locking the sound of rain outside the secret realm.

"This rain... came so suddenly." Luo Mu took himself off Oz's claws and sat down on the stone wall of the secret realm. Although he had entered the secret realm, with his elemental perception, he could still feel the vast amount of water elemental power raging between heaven and earth outside the secret realm. But strangely, this vast water element did not make him, a water-based abyss mage, feel comfortable. On the contrary, surrounded by it, Luo Mu felt like a small fishing boat in the stormy sea, in danger of capsizing at any time.

It seems that there is something strange about this rain... Luo Mu looked at Bennett and Fischl who were lighting a fire and setting up alerts, but did not express his guess.

This is not something a visitor from another world or an abyss mage should know.

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The Wolf Territory, the Great Trial Ground.

The warm sunlight gently caresses the stone walls and ancient bricks of the trial field, along with all the living beings in the trial field.

The King Wolf stood with his head held high in the center of the trial field, accompanied by Lei Ze and the pack of wolves from the Wolf Leader. An invisible aura and pressure emanated from his body, and ice-blue light spots surrounded his body full of wild beauty. With his mane fluttering, Boreas seemed to have returned to the era when the gods fought against each other. At that time, the demon named Andrius fought against the punishment of God together with his old friend.

"You are no longer qualified to trespass on my territory!" The wolf king howled to the sky. The high-pitched roar seemed to be a supreme decree issued to the heavy rain, causing the clouds above the trial field to dissipate on their own. The hole in the cloud layer formed a concentric circle with the trial field. The sunlight scattered through it, forming a sharp contrast with the dark rain curtain outside the trial field.

So this is what He meant... He, indeed, has returned. A trace of uneasiness flashed in Wang Lang's eyes.

He will win.

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In the ruins of the Wind Dragon, high in the sky where no one can see or reach, Wendy, dressed in emerald green bard clothing, stood in the air. Under his feet, the light wind turned into a solid foothold, gently lifting up the bard with a face as gentle as a beautiful girl.

The East Wind Dragon Tevarin flapped his two pairs of crystal blue wings and stood by Wendy's side. Every time he flapped his wings, the sea of ​​clouds beneath his feet would swirl wildly. If this force exploded on the ground, it could create a hurricane strong enough to tear apart the city walls.

"Wait a little longer, Tevarin. I know you are very tired." Wendy gently stroked Tevarin's neck. His slender body leaned on the head of the East Wind Dragon, and rubbed Tevarin's head with his cheek. The Sky Harp was suspended around the man and the dragon. The unplucked strings played a soothing tune by themselves, as if played by the breeze.

Tevarin said nothing, but shook the dragon's head slightly in response.

Wendy smiled slightly and stood up straight. He took down the sky harp that seemed to be hanging in the clouds, held the harp in his left hand, and swept the strings of the sky harp with the slender fingers of his right hand lightly.

Amid the sound of the piano, the bard in green disappeared, replaced by a beautiful young man with short black hair and a small green braid on each temple. The golden stripes decorated the white hooded cloak, and two white wings connected to the cloak spread out behind him. The cloak, breastplate, and shorts, the cool clothes only covered the key parts of his body, but if someone was lucky enough to see Wendy in this state, he would definitely not have even a trace of lust in his heart. There would only be reverence and faith.

At this moment, there is no more Wendy in the world. Standing above the sea of ​​clouds is the wind god Barbatos, a great being to be called "Him"! All winds must bow down to Him!

Barbatos, the god of wind, one of the seven rulers of the world, has arrived!

“The lonely king of the tower,” Wendy, no, Barbatos, spoke. His voice was like the rustling of branches and leaves when the wind swept over the hills and forests. It was clear yet had a haunting hoarseness. “If you are unwilling, you can just come and fight me. There is no need to flood Mondstadt and force me to show up.”

There was silence in the sea of ​​clouds, and except for the wind, no one responded to Barbatos' words.

"Demon of Tornado, Demon of Fierce Wind, Dekalapian! I command you to stop your evil deeds immediately and repent to your God!" Barbatos' tone suddenly became stern, and his voice, which was originally as gentle as the breeze, became as severe as the biting cold wind. A violent hurricane exploded beside him, sweeping away the heavy clouds under his feet.

"Hahahaha, Barbatos, how are you?"

A deep laugh suddenly sounded in the sky. Under Tevarin's vigilant gaze, a thick cloud suddenly twisted violently. Amid a creepy chewing sound, the cloud became fuller and more three-dimensional, and finally stood up, turning into a tall, faceless figure made of clouds and mist.

Seeing this scene, Barbatos narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Long time no see, Diekarapian."