Dimensional Inventory, the Original God Name Scene at the Beginning

Heulia remembered that in her last moment, she died by the sharp blade of her disciples.

The brave believer didn't want the demon god he believed in to continue to suffer from the defeat, so he had no choice but to wave a sharp knife at her.

My mind froze at that moment.

Because of their own weakness, those subjects who they could not give again, eventually left her.

As Heulia recalled her memories step by step, a familiar breath came.

There is a huge force coming from a distance, even the demon god cannot ignore it.

"Morax...is that you?" Heulia said slowly.

The feeling of an old friend is still so familiar, even Heulia, who just woke up, still remembers the breath of Morax.

Morax, who used to lead Ruotuo Dragon King to fight in all directions to protect Liyue.

Among the many demon gods in her mind, she is also one of the most memorable ones.

"Long time no see... Calculated based on the end of the Demon God War, you and I haven't seen each other for at least 3000 years, Heulia."

Zhong Li walked slowly into the gate, the rock under his feet had already been turned into fine salt, and it would shatter when he stepped on it.

"In other words, more than 3000 years have passed since I died. Did I wake up again? Or... I was resurrected."

The Salt Demon God's tone was a little unnatural.

"It's really meaningless and absurd."

The information revealed in Zhongli's simple words is enough to make Heulia want to understand many things.

Lasting for thousands of years, the savage and cruel Demon God War has finally come to an end.

Morax, who was once invincible, naturally became one of the victors, the real ruler of Liyue.

Although I don't know why he came to find himself a loser.

"Heulia, like me, you are the existence of the old era, and the existence of the old era should not interfere too much with the new era."

Zhong Li spread his hands and said so.

"Old times? Isn't Liyue now ruled by you?"

Heulia asked.

She did not believe that Morax would be defeated by other Daedrics in battle.

"A few months ago, Liyue was what you called "Liyue ruled by Morax", but now it has become a kingdom ruled by humans. "

"In the battle with Oser two months ago, Morax died with him."

It's another argument to let Osaier take the blame.

After talking too much, Zhong Li no longer feels the slightest bit of embarrassment.

"I don't know why..."

Heulia shook her head.

She says she doesn't understand Morax's gibberish at all.

The "Demon God of Rock" Morax and Oser died together, do you believe this?

And don't you just stand in front of me, where did you die?

Think I'm stupid, or are you stupid?

"Then why did you come to me? To show off your great achievements to me, or to prevent the resurrection of my "existence from the old age"? "

After sorting out her thoughts, Heulia asked.

Having lost everything, land, and people in the war, she really couldn't find a reason to be resurrected.

3000 years ago, Heulia tried everything for her own people, and took them to every place in Liyue.

However, going out from Tianheng in the south, entering Yaoguang in the east, climbing Jueyun in the west, and visiting Qingce in the north, the lands are depressed and the people are in dire straits.

Liyue is so vast that it is difficult to accommodate a peaceful place.

She had given everything in the past, and she had witnessed the gradual loss of everything she owned, but she was still kind and gentle, and she still couldn't plunder even an inch of land.

Now reappearing in the world.

But Heulia couldn't imagine that what is the meaning of existence for her who has lost her people?

After a pause, Heulia raised her head: "If you want to kill me, then do it, at least let me be buried with the people I used to be."

"A demon god who has no ability to protect children cannot provide any meaning of worship."

Her eyes are full of confusion and loss, but this is a bloody fact, which has been proved by history.

"It just so happens that you and I have the same thoughts." Seeing Heulia's state of waiting for death and not resisting, Zhong Li smiled.

"What do you mean?"

"Empty words are useless, come with me, where you will personally witness the answer you want."

Zhong Li raised his hand, and then the picture of the entire ruins began to spin.

When Heulia opened her eyes again, the two of them were already standing at the highest point of Guyun Pavilion.

On the top of the mountain, the Demon God's eyes can see the whole picture of Liyue.

"There is no war, no ravages, no despair... It is hard to imagine that this is the land that was once burned by the flames of war and torn apart by the violence of the demon god."

Seeing Liyue's scene at this moment, Heulia couldn't help sighing.

She vaguely remembered that the opposite Liyue Port was once so prosperous, but at that time Liyue was facing various crises.

But in the end, after all, the emperor went out to suppress the demons, surrendered from all directions, and surrendered from all directions.

"Morax, did you cause all of this today?"

"No, it's just a historical inevitability."

Zhong Li shook his head and denied it.

"The Demon God War is over, and the mainland is divided into seven gods. I just tried my best."

"And now, that Liyue Port has been completely managed by humans themselves, and the seven stars rule Liyue."

On the top of the mountain, the two demon gods quietly looked into the distance.

"Is Liyue without Morax really feasible?"

After a long time, Heulia asked.

"Who knows, but the crisis Liyue will face next will have to be resolved by themselves."

"Then why did you come to discuss with me in person?"

"..."

Embarrassed for a long time, Zhongli didn't know what to say.

I can't tell Heulia, if you hadn't made too much noise, I wouldn't care about me who is already retired, right?

During the long silence, the two demon gods stood quietly on the top of the mountain, appreciating the magnificence in front of them.

"Master Heulia, I finally found you."

In Liyue territory, the only one who can be called Morakes is the little girl Wanyan.

Chapter 140 The body of a demon god like a pure white flower

The lofty mountains of Liyue are an unattainable landscape.

Countless adventurers, travelers across multiple worlds, all have the act of challenging them—climbing mountains!

As it turned out, that wasn't much of an interesting ride.

Unless you have the help of a real master of fishing and paddling, climbing up to the top of Liyue step by step for the treasure chest and entrustment is enough to leave a painful memory for the traveler.

It is such a difficult and almost impossible challenge!

However, in order to follow the footsteps of Morax, and to witness the recovery of the gods he believed in with his own eyes.

Wan Yan worked hard and finally reached the top of the mountain.

"Yes, can you give me a hand, I really have no strength at all."

Lying on the edge of the rock, most of Wan Yan's body was hanging on the cliff, only a cute little head emerged.

Her arms were trembling and she was out of breath, making her look quite embarrassed.

"what!!!"

Maybe it was because she became relaxed after seeing Zhongli, and a sudden hand slip caused Wanyan to fall down the valley.

Hysterical shouts echoed in Guyun Pavilion.

Just when Wan Yan closed her eyes in despair, a white air wave appeared behind the girl, lifting her back to the top of the mountain.

"Master Heulia..."

Looking at the white unknown existence in front of her, Wan Yan murmured.

She finally met Lady Heulia!

It was not in vain that the girl ran from Liyue Port, and then saw the two people on the top of the mountain, and climbed up desperately.

During the period, her skin bled several times from being rubbed, and her arms were covered with scars, and she was so tired that she had no strength at all.

When she saw the demon god of salt she believed in with her own eyes, Wan Yan felt that all the suffering was worth it.

"You...are my former children?"

While Heulia was puzzled, the white tentacles extended from her body, and then touched the top of Wanyan's head.

The clear feeling spread from the heart to the whole body.

Like a miracle, the blood and damage on Wanyan's hands began to salt, and then clotted and fell to the ground.

So gentle Heulia.

"That's right, she is your former subject."