Dimensional Inventory, the Original God Name Scene at the Beginning

"But in fact, they are unnecessary. How can this demon god who has not resisted until the end... be angry with his own people?"

"No, I don't believe it. You don't want to shake my confidence in the gods." Wan Yan held her head tightly, chose to escape, and ran out of the ruins quickly. 】

Chapter 130 Seven Faithful Believers, Demon God's Authority Reappears

Paimon: "Although she was determined to never give up when exploring the truth, Miss Wanyan still couldn't accept the moment she saw the truth of the matter."

Ke Qing: "Witnessing the truth of history with my own eyes, and seeing that the gods I believe in will die in such a way, it is very normal that I cannot accept it."

Yan Fei: "Miss Wan Yan, are you okay?"

Wan Yan: "It's okay, I just need to be quiet."

The girl had already left Liyue's pier, the place where she could overlook Guyun Pavilion.

After watching the video from an objective point of view, I didn't have the feeling I experienced personally, that hysterical and unwilling experience.

But helplessness and confusion are still indispensable.

Moreover, his own affairs have also been exposed, and whether he can continue to survive in Liyue is also a question.

"I, what should I do?"

With anxiety and hesitation in her heart, Wan Yan walked on Liyue's street.

At this time, the confused girl didn't know how exciting things she would encounter during this confused walk.

[When I came to the ruins of Heulia, and told so many stories, Zhong Li missed it forever, and came to the top of Guyun Pavilion with the traveler.

"Now the immortals have handed over Liyue Port to mortals, but Heulia's era is even more ancient. Her salt bowl and salt ruler should not be returned to Liyue Port."

"Letting him stay here means sinking and returning home."

"So, what does Zhongli need us to do?" Ying asked.

Zhong Li spread his hands: "I ended an era with my own life, and I often think about how to record those eras ended by me."

"History can be recorded, but it is not reliable. Time has great power, and history will be distorted in time."

"Carved stone is a kind of rock that is always recorded, but seemingly unchanged, and may disappear one day."

Zhongli continued: "Traveler, I thought of you. You are a person who has crossed multiple worlds and can be the backup of this history."

"Ha...the responsibilities are heavy and there is a long way to go." Yingfu shook her head with her forehead.

"Well, next, it's time to throw the salt cup and salt ruler into the sea." Zhong Li spread his hands.

"Ah? Why did you throw it into the sea?"

It was rare for Paimon not to have the thought that it was a pity to lose the baby, but he was a little puzzled.

"As I said just now, many old demon gods have been suppressed here, including the vortex demon god Oser who was defeated by the Jade Pavilion."

"Thousands of years ago, Liyue was in turmoil. All the immortals and I swept away all directions, but after thousands of years, only legends remained in the end."

While talking, Zhongli began to miss the person he used to be.

"Osiel, you and I are not friends but foes."

"But the antagonism of the old era made him bury it in the memories of the old era."

"Heulia's relic, it's up to you to devour it."

Zhongli picked up the salt cup and salt ruler, and threw them into the deep sea with nostalgia and melancholy on his face.

"Liyue's miracle has been lost since then."】

[The video ends. 】

Barbara: "Shocked, it turns out that the relationship between Rock King Dijun and Osiel is so good?"

Dadalia: "It's okay not to say, it's just that it's not about deep hatred. Zhongli's last look seems to have a lot of stories."

Zhongli: "Who knows what happened in the past? But when I think back to the old people, I always feel melancholy."

Watching the scene in the video where he was standing on top of Guyun Pavilion and looking out from the top of the mountain, Zhong Li's mood of listening to the book faded a little.

Remember to find Ruotuo for a cup of tea next time.

Yan Fei: "Speaking of which, where is Miss Wan Yan? Could it be that Qi Xing really arrested her? She didn't break the law!"

Ke Qing: "No, we are very busy now, and we are still on the way to the ruins. Except for the fools, the Qianyan Army arrests people based on evidence."

Everyone finally remembered the girl who was about to autistic again.

But Wan Yan was wandering down the street in a daze at the moment, completely in no mood to pay attention to so much.

As she walked, she came to a quiet place.

A few scattered people sat under the stage to watch, and there was a storyteller on it, telling the story of Yan Wangdijun incessantly.

Even in Liyue where the emperor has disappeared, his stories are still written and recited by Liyue people.

For these old stories, Wan Yan does not have much enthusiasm.

The style of listening to books doesn't match that of girls.

What really attracted her and made Wan Yan stop in place was the tall man with golden pupils.

Zhongli, the guest of the past life hall.

But at this time Wan Yan already knew his identity, so she didn't dare to treat him as an ordinary person.

When she saw Zhongli, Zhongli also saw her.

"Come and sit for a while, how about?"

With an uneasy heart, Wan Yan carefully sat opposite Zhong Li.

The heart was beating violently, and the storyteller girl on the stage couldn't hear a word, but felt that the atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet.

"It's over, Lord Heulia. Morax must have come to deal with me. He knows that I said bad things about him, so he will first... and then... I'm finished."

Wan Yan silently prayed in her heart that she would die in a less miserable time.

After a while, Zhong Li said: "Miss Wanyan, I want to ask, what do you think of the demon god of salt you believe in after knowing the truth from a more rational perspective?"

From the very beginning, it was a fatal question, and Wan Yan had roughly guessed her own ending.

But for the sake of Lady Heulia, I will never give in!

Thinking silently in her heart, Wan Yan plucked up her courage and said, "Perhaps in matters of war, the Demon God of Salt is not a Demon God worth relying on."

"But I can't deny the admiration for Heulia, she is gentle, she has never given up on her own people, even if she died at the hands of her own people, she is definitely a god worthy of worship."

"Is this your answer..." Zhong Li nodded thoughtfully.

It's over, he must be furious and wants to kill me!

Wan Yan closed her eyes, and waited for a long time but did not wait for the pain and torture to come.

Seeing this, Zhongli explained: "I think you have misunderstood. At this time, you and I met purely by chance."

"And as Zhongli, I just wanted to ask you for some people's opinions, which satisfied my curiosity. I should also say thank you."

"Wait, didn't you come to kill me?" Wan Yan's eyes widened.

"Of course not."

"But why, I clearly..."

"That's because you got something wrong."

Zhong Li took a sip of tea.

"The Emperor Rock King is no longer the god of Liyue. In the decisive battle with Oser two months ago, Morax tried his best to seal him, and he was also seriously injured and passed away."

"The one in front of you is just the guest minister of the Xiangshengtang, an ordinary mortal Zhongli."

"In the final analysis, there is really no benefit to believing in a dead god, whether it is for Heulia or Morax, it is the same."

Wan Yan didn't reply, but looked at Morax with a "believe it or not" expression.

And his heart is as detached as a rock, and his expression is naturally as stable as the surface of a lake.

"Thanks, I think I know roughly what to do."

After Wan Yan bent down to thank her, she walked away slowly.

Even Morax himself chose to disappear, so what's the point of clinging to the past truth?

All I need to know is that the god I believe in is Heulia, and that she has given everything for her people, and that is enough.

Thinking of this, Wan Yan's heart became firm.

Those things that don't need to be known by everyone, let them be buried in the dust of history together with Morax's secrets.

However, before she could take a few steps, a voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

[Inventory of dimensional names and scenes. 】

[Ranked: Heulia, the Demon God of Salt. 】

"Rewarded: The lost life is revived again, and the demon god who died with a sharp blade wakes up in the world with his original power."

Condensation: "?!!"

Ke Qing: "?!!"

Wendy: "?!!"

Xiangling: "Are you still here? There's no end to it, Lord Dijun is saving lives again!"

!!!

--boom!

Suddenly a beam of light rose into the sky.

within the ruins.

The salt stains that had been weathered and were about to be blown away re-condensed, accompanied by majestic power, causing the air to vibrate and the ground to tremble.

The power of the demon god gradually spread out.

Under the power of the demon god raging like a gust of wind, the entire ruins were turned into fine salt, and Heulia's authority appeared to the world again.