Genshin Impact: Hello! Traveler

In the pure land of one's mind, the shadow floats in the air as one sits in meditation.

Her eyes were tightly closed and her expression was indifferent, but the faint struggle in her heart did not seem fake. She continued to absorb and "digest" the tremendous yet somewhat conflicting power bestowed upon her by Morax.

There was a faint breath of rock in the originally pure and flawless purple lightning.

But in the mortal world, the seven elements are difficult to coexist. The violent thunder will naturally conflict with the heavy rock, not to mention the power of the demon god level. (Not talking about the coexistence of game elements)

Ying can only slowly use lightning to purify the rock that contains its power, and draw a part of it to warm his soul.

The process is difficult and long.

The time scheduling here is inconsistent with that of the outside world, and Ying doesn't know how long this process lasts.

While filling in the gaps in his own memories, Ying seemed to have caught a glimpse of the longing contained in this heavy power itself.

Like the marks left by the rain and wind on the rocks over the years, they are unforgettable.

One by one, lonely scenes appeared in Ying's mind.

[Sorry, I'm late.] It was a light sigh.

[Qianyan obeys the order——] is a majestic word.

[I feel guilty about the incident with the Five Yakshas. In this world, only the Golden Roc is left to guard the Dihua area... I naturally cannot let him make any mistakes.] I feel guilty.

[Ruotuo, I will seal you with my own hands...] is a touch of pain.

[Stone Liyue... has also grown up.] He looked relieved.

[When will we meet again...] It’s a memory.

In the picture, the rock god Morax, who is respected and admired by the world, is always a human being.

Silence in the wilderness, announcement in the sky, speaking to oneself in front of the tower, sighing in the cave, feeling emotional in the harbor, whispering beside the empty table...

It seems that what he experienced was also...

As expected... the longer you live, the more you have to bear...

The memories in Ying's mind began to gradually revive, from near to far.

I recalled the journey with the traveler, recalled the people correcting themselves for true eternity, recalled the departure of old friends, Kitsusaigumi, Chiyo and his sister.

He recalled how he personally killed Orobas to avenge the death of Sasayuri, he recalled the gradual prosperity of Inazuma, he recalled the gathering of the Seven Gods...

Until a small "Inazuma" was truly established on the land of the Demon War...

It seems that the long millennium can be experienced in just a breath.

(But who would really use the word "ordinary" to hastily summarize their life?) (Except the author.)

However, a sudden change occurred.

[You, like her, will die in my hands...]

A strange black aura appeared at the edge of the repaired soul.

The soul corrosion from the king beast has now begun to show its fangs.

It has been crawling for a long time, and it has been constantly accumulating its strength during this long recovery.

[How can you escape from ■■'s power just because you want to?]

Countless black mists filled the space around Ying's soul, constantly destroying and eroding Ying's extremely fragile soul.

Next to the Shadow Soul, a tiny black wolf teased.

[If you contact us, you must be prepared to join us...]

[We like it best when we turn against each other - we saw with our own eyes that you killed everyone you knew in this world... You destroyed your people, buried your country, and slaughtered your friends and your lover with your own hands...]

"what--"

The backlash caused Ying to fall to the ground in a mess, and the pain that tore his soul apart made Ying scream.

The evil whispers kept lingering in my mind, and the suffocating feeling was like being dragged into an abyss, unable to find the light.

A powerful malice penetrated into his consciousness, trying to usurp his consciousness.

He watched the familiar memories disappear before his eyes again. In pain, Ying helplessly watched those warm, yet heavy scenes of the past shatter like glass.

And evil, violent emotions continue to emerge.

Coupled with what that evil thought said, a feeling of fear and anger emerged from my heart.

The power of the other world is so strange... They are coveting this world... But why are the beings in the sky slow to take action?

But no matter what, I will not attack the people of my kingdom, let alone the Son of God and others!!

As long as I am here, Inazuma will never die! I am their god, the only god now!

How can it be like this, to lose again after gaining...

With all his strength, Ying stood up tremblingly, summoned his dream and slashed at his own soul without any hesitation.

If you don't do this...sooner or later you will be corroded by this thing.

She didn't dare to let the black fog continue to encroach, and while there was still time...

The thunder of annihilation cuts off everything, seeking a glimmer of life in the ashes.

[rock!]

Feeling the ancient and unfathomable power around him, Ying made a quick decision.

After cutting off most of the soul that was corroded by the black air and sending it into the pure rock energy that was like a meat grinder, Ying fell to the ground and fainted.

Now, the soul attached to the shadow's body is less than half of the original, and it is dissipating at an extremely slow rate.

My sister is the same...

Am I going to follow in his footsteps...

Sorry... everyone, I'm holding back again...

Perhaps, I am really not qualified to be a qualified god.

……

At the same time, the power of thunder and lightning on Inazuma's land was gradually weakening, and the color of the sacred cherry blossoms was somewhat dim.

The red cherry hydrangeas under the red cherry tree, which were gathered together by the power of thunder and lightning and floated in the air, were also rapidly withering and scattering.

The power of the shrine gradually weakened as the various evil spirits were once sealed away by the gods themselves.

The seeds of disaster that had been pacified not long ago on Inazuma's land began to grow secretly again.

This all seems to be a bad omen.

The power of God is weakening.

……

[Policy proposals on foreign trade between Inazuma and Sumi]

[About the drafting of the "One Country, Two Systems" proposal for the Inazuma Shogunate and the Coral Palace (the proposal provided by Liyue)]

The general, who was busy handling official business, also noticed the unusual movement in Inazuma Land for a moment. Then, in a flash, he came to the gate of the castle tower and told the group of people in a cold voice before leaving:

"Before I come, no one is allowed to enter except those I have previously identified."

Then he turned into a streak of lightning and flew towards Yingxiang Mountain.

"I understand!"

"The Way of the Lord is magnificent, and the God of Ming is eternal!"

Bowing their heads and with the utmost respect, they began to deploy stricter precautions.

(PS: The author will not repeat the settings mentioned before)

……

"Not good!" Zhongli's expression froze when he felt the unusual movement of his other companion power nearby.

"!!!"

The pink fox ears moved suddenly, and the Son of God immediately stopped rewarding the traveler, and looked directly at Zhongli who turned back.

[Walk!]

A golden and purple light flashed in the room, and only the traveler and Linghua were still warm.

“???” They seemed to be in a hurry...did something bad happen?

"Since we're all gone, why not do something fun..." Linghua, who was getting into the mood, raised her red lips slightly, the love in her eyes did not diminish at all, but she sat on the traveler even more. (PS: The brother-in-law left long before A-nin took Ichito away.)

The weak traveler is now unable to sense the subtle fluctuations outside, and Linghua, as an ordinary person, has already entered... How can she have the mind to care about other things?

……

"Shadow!!" Flashing into the Pure Land of One Mind, the Eightfold God Son looked at the fallen purple figure in panic.

The nightmare that I encountered a few days ago is about to happen again?

No, this can't happen again...

Apart from you, I have nothing in Inazuma...

Hundreds of demons chasing the moon, gathering under the cherry blossoms...all of these can only be found in memory.

Don't leave again...

"Seal!" Zhongli raised his sword finger seal and controlled the golden power next to Ying to kill the polluted soul.

"No!! Morax!!" a shrill voice was howling, and Shadow's voice could be faintly heard.

“Shadow!!!” The Son of God rushed forward but was stopped by Zhongli.

"That divided soul has been corroded and cannot be saved... The soul of that shadow has been corrupted by them."

“Only the part of soul in Ying’s body can be saved.” Without saying anything more, Zhongli controlled the energy and used his power to crush the soul in the energy.

"That's also a part of Shadow! Is there really no hope?" After experiencing such things in the past few days that even the Son of God was at a loss, she is now a little collapsed. But the only one who can help her now is an ancient existence like Shadow - the Rock God Morax.

"I want to save him too...but there's really no way..." Recalling the great war 500 years ago, the scene was so similar.

The power of the other world was so strange that even he was helpless at that time.

During these 500 years, he had no clue at all. Living in a remote corner of the country, he could not find any way out even if he searched the entire continent.

Is it possible that we can only rely on the outside world...

But now, you and I are both birds in this cage, unable to break free and fly.

Hearing Zhongli's final answer out of great helplessness, the Son of God was also stunned.

Zhongli, knowing that the Son of God could not help much at this level of power, sighed secretly and then consoled him:

"You can go check on Ying's condition and wait for me to deal with this matter."

“……” Without saying a word, the Son of God’s body flashed with purple light.

A large pink and white three-tailed fox appeared.

The Son of God, who revealed his true form, walked gently to Ying's side, slowly lay down, and then used his strength to carefully lead the unconscious Ying to his side.

Ying's limp upper body lay fragilely beside the huge fox's body, without a trace of life, not even breathing.

(Whether the gods breathe or not has little impact, it is just a subconscious habit.)

The Son of God used the secret method of Bai Chen's lineage, and the flower-shaped pattern on his forehead glowed, trying to repair the shadow's shattered soul.

But it is just a drop in the bucket, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

How could the demon's soul recover so easily?

There is a saying in alchemy: the essence of alchemy is equal exchange.

Even if quantitative change can lead to qualitative change, how can the tiny amount of the Son of God make up for this huge gap?

In the end, it's just deceiving yourself.

Seeing that Ying's soul had not improved at all and was still slowly dissipating, the Son of God dropped all his disguises.

She doesn't have the charm of the past, the lazy self-confidence of being able to plan and strategize, and being out of touch with the world, but rather a sentimentality that has truly shed all her guard.

"No...shadow..." There were only the two words "intermittent" and tears like rain, and the motionless purple beautiful shadow was like a silent gentian flower that no longer bloomed.

Zhongli was the only one left, looking up at the colorless sky.

"I am here……"

"It will get better."

It is impossible to see his true feelings in his deep pupils.

Maybe for Yan Shen, hide your feelings and make a promise.

That's a good excuse.

How much can he bear when he is behind all the big things?

The reassuring responses to other people's questions have been going on for thousands of years...

Is time passing so fast... Is another old friend leaving...