Genshin Impact: I live stream my world in Teyvat

The Drowned King held the Trident of Tides, supported his body and stood up, glancing dejectedly in the direction where Chris left.

He always cares so much about others that he often ignores his own feelings.

It was obvious that during the position change just now, he used his body to block most of the damage.

But at this time, I am still running around for others.

It's obvious that he is the one who hurts the most.

The Drowned King thought about the armor he wore.

It was a set of equipment that existed only in legends. It was Chris's most trusted piece of armor, and also his shackles.

Standing up, the Drowned King had no intention of staying, but prepared to leave this place early.

The cries sharper than those of evil spirits resounded all around, but this time, they did not come from the blasphemers, but from the eyes of heaven.

With the demise of the seven blasphemers, the final test has quietly arrived.

The Drowned King thought of the Oracle and the drops from the two Blasphemers it had killed.

It did not retain these, but gave them all to the player's alliance.

now--

The final battle is coming, and it will be a war for everyone.

I saw more people from the player tribe coming to support Chris and clean up the battlefield.

The Drowned King, who has always disliked communicating with others, plans to leave this place first.

Just as he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of the Lord of Disaster from the corner of his eye. He was supporting his body with the sword of domination of the universe, with his head lowered, breathing heavily.

The Lord of Disaster did not get close to the Defiler just now, so logically speaking, he did not suffer any serious injuries - after all, that was the case with the Drowned King himself.

So now he is......

Originally, the Drowned King didn't want to care.

But thinking that there was something wrong with his current appearance, he finally turned back.

"Can you get up?"

Lord of Disaster: (??' ?')

Drowned King: “….”

Without waiting for the Drowned King to ask the reason.

The Lord of Disaster had already staggered to his feet, making it seem that the fleeting concern in the Drowned King's mind just now was somewhat unnecessary.

"Why are you still standing here?" The King of Disaster asked jokingly, "Are you worried about me?"

His breathing was heavy, as if he had just returned from the gates of hell.

The Drowned King guessed that this was because the backlash of the Sword of Domination of the Universe had overwhelmed his body.

As for why Chris is fine...

Probably because of the endless suit he was wearing.

The Drowned King felt somewhat helpless. He withdrew his gaze expressionlessly and glanced at the sky.

As for how to deal with the Eye in the Sky, the Drowned King believes that the method should lie in the items dropped by the Defiler. Based on their names, it seems that a crossbow can be made in the end.

As for the specific process, the "Oracle" will tell you the answer.

So, here...

Then it will no longer matter.

Thinking of this, the Drowned King said calmly: "Next time we meet, we will be enemies."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, suddenly a sharp sound of breaking through the air came from behind.

The Drowned King neither dodged nor evaded, but caught a glimpse of the axe blade of the Sword of Domination of the Universe lying in front of him.

The voice of the Lord of Disaster came from behind:

"You're right. We have been enemies since the beginning."

"I promised everyone myself that I would stop your foolish and unattainable dreams."

"Now, I can't let you run away."

The Lord of Disaster slowly walked to the side of the Drowned King, put away the Sword of Domination of the Universe, and said:

"Don't forget, this was given to me by that player."

"What a reckless fellow! He actually forgot to take it back."

Like an old mother, he lamented how young people today are so extravagant. If such a powerful weapon fell into the hands of the wrong people, the consequences would be disastrous.

The Drowned King remained silent.

The Lord of Disaster said to himself, "Let's go to the player tribe. I will restore this synthetic weapon first, and then hand it over to the child."

He glanced at the Drowned King.

"As for you, you can't leave my sight, otherwise... humph."

The Drowned King felt somewhat helpless, but he finally stepped forward.

Although the Lord of Disaster had a blank expression on his face, the Drowned King could already imagine the slightly smug look on his face.

He muttered:

"That's right, don't just do good things and then leave on your own..."

However, before he could finish his words, a trident suddenly rose from under his feet. The fierce electric current made the King of Disaster's feet numb. After dodging repeatedly, he used the weapon to support himself and barely managed to keep his body steady.

His feet were a little weak from the electric shock, and he looked at the Drowned King in disbelief.

The Drowned King turned his gaze in the direction of Herobrine.

Thanks to 303's unremitting efforts, the strange realm created by Dinnerbone has already fallen apart. Even now, when looking at it from the real world, one can faintly see the shadow of Herobrine in it.

——The Drowned King knew that this was an enemy he had to face.

"Your battle is over."

"But mine is not yet."

With a simple wave of the Sea Tide Trident in his hand, the trident that had just appeared out of thin air was turned into dust.

Its tone is very light:

"I said that I would kill all the demons in this world with my own hands... including, of course, the person who gave me a second life."

"For this, even if I become a demon with the same heinous sins as Him, I will not hesitate."

The Lord of Disaster looked at it with complicated eyes.

He clearly saw a deep sense of loneliness and an unswerving stubbornness in the Drowned King, as calm as a warrior going to die.

"I said."

The Drowned King gave him one last look.

"The next time we meet, we will be enemies."

"If... there is a chance to see you again."

Before the King of Disaster could react, a terrifying and huge wave hit him in the face. From the terrifying water curtain, the huge shadow outline of the purple sea python could be vaguely seen.

The Lord of Disaster subconsciously took a defensive posture.

But all this is just an illusion created by the Drowned King.

After the waves passed, the sea in front was calm and there was no moisture at all.

But the figure of the Drowned King is no longer there.

........

........

This horrific war came to an end at this moment.

The nearby lawns have been eroded beyond recognition and now look like hell on earth.

The last drop from the Defiler hovered quietly in a crack in a pothole, waiting for someone to pick it up.

The five gods looked at each other. Instinctively, they must not let their people take such a dangerous thing.

So, Lei Dianying poked General Lei Dian.

General Thunder: “….”

In desperation, she jumped down.

Knock through the rugged soil and stones, kill 2 wanderers; jump down one block at a time, kill 1 wanderer; General Thunder finally reaches the underground.

After padding the blocks in a few steps, he gave all the two dropped items to Lei Dianying.

General Thunder: (U ′? ` U)

General Lei Dian, who had a well-behaved expression, did not receive any praise from Lei Dianying, so the corners of his mouth, which had been raised 1°, returned to their original state and he looked away expressionlessly.

Noticing the slight change in the general's expression, Lei Dianzhen smiled and rubbed her head, staying close to her for a long time.

after all.......

I somehow feel that this little guy is too much like Aying's hidden personality.

Nashida unfolded the torn scroll and read the final "oracle":

"If you want to combine the items dropped by the Defiler into the final weapon, you need to use the 'End of the World Workbench'. Its raw materials are all the items dropped by the Wanderer..."

"Wow! It turns out that Prowlers are useful! I thought they were just little monsters here to make up the numbers!" Funina pouted.

She looked up at the sky.

With the demise of all blasphemers, the eyes floating in the sky no longer cry, so their tears will no longer fall to the ground and form wanderers.

"So, from now on, the number of Prowlers is fixed?"

"You can understand that..."

"But this project is too big! Who has ever counted how many Wanderers have been born in this world?"

"I......"

A voice sounded from behind. Although it was weak, it sounded quite firm.

Everyone looked back and found that the person coming was a villager in a black robe, it was Mustard.

What was different from before was that the black robe he was wearing was not the tattered robe he had borrowed from an innocent villager in a small village before, but a gift from a player from Teyvat in the Lightning Alliance.

She is 'Chiori'.

She didn't care about what happened in the world, but was very interested in the rich weaving MODs.

She gave it to Mustard after he accidentally came to the Thunder Alliance.

However, with such a suitable size, is it really just a 'casual choice'?

Mustard doesn't know, but she will never admit it...

The golden pattern on the black robe was very beautiful, and Mustard inexplicably thought of the redstone circuit. With such great inspiration, he created a brand new machine and cast a strange magic on it.

after all--

The eye in the sky is a sphere.

It is difficult for humans to observe the entire sky, but it is very easy to observe a fixed and huge object.

Moreover, the way that strange eye descended upon the Wanderers and the Blasphemers was simply by "shedding tears", that is, some creatures descended from the end of the sphere.

Mustard's machine easily observed and counted how many objects with a body size of two blocks high it dropped.

"5839."

Mustard slowly said the number:

"Excluding the seven Blasphemers, there should be 7. There are 5832 Wanderers in total. After each of them dies, they will drop a special item called 'End Powder'."

"The most urgent task now is to gather everyone together and collect the end powder."

The Great Compassion Tree King immediately analyzed the situation:

"Not long ago, quite a few Wanderers landed. Some were killed by players, some by villagers and soldiers, and some by animals with special skills. The items they dropped after death will not disappear, so someone must have taken them away. We must collect all the End Powder."

"You're right, but... after you gather them all, do you know what to do?"

Gui Zhong said with some worry:

"I have 22 pieces of End Powder here. I just put them all into the workbench, but nothing happened. There is no synthesis path for it at all!"

Looking at the empty frames on the display panel, everyone's hearts skipped a beat and they fell into silence.

Finally, it was Nashida who broke the silence first:

"Anyway, this oracle tells us that the End Powder is the final material for synthesizing the End Workbench, so collecting it is the first step. Otherwise, the 'Bow and Crossbow' cannot be made. As for how to make good use of it, we can find it and think about it at the same time."

"That's right! Maybe we can find its synthesis path while searching." Funina nodded optimistically.

Meanwhile, the Great Compassion Tree King on the side was constantly recalling a few words from the seven "oracles".

"Huh? Why aren't you talking?" Fucaros poked with a smile.

The Great Compassion Tree King ended his contemplation: "In an oracle, it was mentioned that the trading system of the Villager Kingdom would play a very important role, so I was wondering... do we need to trade the End Powder with the villagers to get what we need?"

These words gave everyone an epiphany.

"Wow, that's clever!" Wendy showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Seeing everyone come to a conclusion, Mustard suddenly felt several burning gazes sweeping towards him - after all, he was the only 'villager' here.

"Hey, you guys, what are you doing?"

Seeing Fernina approaching him with a smile like a little devil, Mustard felt something was wrong.

"Mustard! Good Mustard! You don't want to see that the end powder we collected with great effort is useless in the end!"

Noticing that Mustard was still struggling, Funina ordered the three little seafoods to surround him, showing an expression that said, "Hurry up! Give me Kang Kang."

Mustard also showed an expression of "Brother Jie, please don't do that!" and stood there in a daze.

Taking this opportunity, Funina opened his trading panel and scrolled all the way to the end, revealing a disappointed expression:

"Sure enough, there are no transactions related to the End Powder."

Wendy leaned over and exclaimed, "It takes so many emeralds to buy such a few violets from you? That's too dark!"

Wasabi angrily pushed him aside, "Violet is innocent!"

In this atmosphere of laughter, Nashida observed that the Great Kind Tree King was always thinking about something, so she asked:

"Sister, did we misunderstand? The Oracle said that we need to use the Kingdom's trading system..."

The Great Ci Tree King's eyes lit up: "That's right, the villagers' 'trading panel' and the kingdom's 'trading system' are not the same thing at all... Mustard left the kingdom and is no longer a part of the trading system."

She smiled and touched Nashida's head.

I have to say, new brains are more useful.

"In that case, we have to go to the kingdom's temporary camp and discuss it with the king!" Gui Zhong snapped his fingers.

"We belong to the player camp, and the king hates players the most!" Walnut said, appearing out of nowhere.

"What the hall master said is very true, but with a powerful enemy at hand, the king should assess the situation. Moreover, the kingdom has killed quite a few Wanderers, perhaps they have found a useful use for the End Powder." Zhongli said.

"That is to say, maybe the King has found a solution? Maybe when we go there, they will take the initiative to ask to cooperate with us!" Klee blinked while holding the bouncing bomb.

"It won't be that simple, little Klee." Wendy smiled, "But we can talk it out! If the other side doesn't want to waste some words, then... we can also learn a little bit of fighting."

Hu Tao nodded heavily and said to Zhong Li earnestly, "Guest, you are not good at fighting. If a fight really breaks out, remember to escape early. This hall master will cover you!"

Zhongli nodded slightly: "Hmm..."