Genshin?god slayer

The mottled patterns engraved on the bright blade that had just been wiped clean showed a faint golden color after the flower of merit was fused.

become more magnificent.

Also tougher and sharper.

This knife has been greatly strengthened by the flower of meritorious deeds.

If we use the game as a comparison, the instant fusion and strengthening was upgraded from three stars to four stars, and it has special attributes other than sharpness and toughness.

And its properties are...

【Fusion】

[It can be fused with the remnants of the outside world and get improved again]

from four stars,

A boost to five stars.

"You are already dead."

"Since that's the case..."

"Why don't you use this remnant soul as a knife in my hand, and I will use this knife to make you avenge yourself—"

—to repay old grievances.

——Slaying the Demon God.

Chapter 38 Breaking from the Dream of the Sea

Of course Chilong resented Morax, who suppressed him back then.

But when it comes to the degree of resentment,

In Chilong's heart, there is nothing that can compare with the "Demon God of Dreams" who bound him to this vast mountain.

In that era when demons co-existed, the demon god in charge of the power of the 'dream' was also a very special and strange existence among many demon gods.

He is not powerful.

But with the power of dreams, he controlled countless powerful monsters and beasts.

He peeks into the soul with the power of dreams, and plays with countless strong men.

High on the throne.

His own combat power is not very outstanding among demon gods, but he was once the most feared existence by countless monsters and even demon gods.

It is he who—

Introduce the "Chi" that was originally born in the vast sea into these mountains, weave the cage of the soul with dreams, and trap the fierce beasts that should have been wanton in the ocean.

Jiaolong is bound.

The evil Chichi fell to the ground.

The instigator who caused all these incidents was undoubtedly the one that Chi wanted to kill the most.

Morax was next.

It can even be said that even if the hatred for Morax is increased ten thousand times, it cannot compare to the hatred for the Demon God of Dreams.

Luo Wei stared at the slanted and wobbly golden dragon eyes of the gigantic chilong in front of him. He knew that he was already tempted, so he just had to strike while the iron was hot: "I know the confusion in your heart."

"Of course the real Dream Demon God died in the Demon God War."

He was shot and killed by Emperor Yan, who molded emerald jade as a bow and arrow.

"However, when the demon god dies, the will of his wreckage will not be wiped out so easily."

At the end of that legend.

The emerald green arrow pierced through the body of Oneiroi, and the shape of the dream shattered like a bubble, but the mottled traces spread between the sky and the earth along with people's whispers.

"Its fragments will fall here."

It landed on Qingce Mountain.

Among the towering mountains.

Dreams are meant to be isolated from the world.

Whether it's cruel or not, whether it's beautiful or not...

Therefore, in Liyue, a place where wealth is accumulated, there is such a 'Xanadu'-like area as Qingcezhuang.

This is also the embodiment of the residue fragments of the Dream Demon God.

——Yanwang Dijun sorts out Liyue's veins.

——Suppress its evil and retain its beauty.

— but the evil is still there.

——The remains of the Oneiroi are still trying to devour people's dreams.

Roar!

Obviously the reverse scale was shattered, but at the moment Luo Wei mentioned it, Chilong also reacted at the same time.

The gigantic dragon's body rose boldly upwards as if reflecting the light, and the huge mouth opened to spit out a violent airflow, stirring up a vast mist of water again.

The moonlight is pure and flawless, but it is tilting and shaking at this moment.

The resounding vibration naturally disturbed the surrounding Qianyan soldiers, but Luo Wei just waved his hand from a distance, telling them not to approach.

Then look in front of you.

Looking at the chilong with golden dragon eyes as if it was burning.

He sensed it.

He felt it.

As Luo Wei said, as the human being in front of him confided.

The remnants of the Demon God of Dreams did indeed fall on the majestic Qingce Mountains adjacent to the Shimen!

Hate surged.

Fury that had been restrained rose.

I want to tear it with sharp claws, bite with fangs, and crush it with the dragon's tail...but he is dead, the soul of this body is remnant, and the reverse scale has been broken.

He can't.

Can only entrust the hands of others——

"I agree to your request."

"But you also have to remember your promise...human."

The huge dragon's head hangs down again, and the hornless majestic tower now glows with colorful and sacred streamers, smudged like colorful clouds in the vast night.

He inhaled and exhaled, and his huge body seemed to expand at this moment, becoming even bigger.

But it has also become more illusory.

He will disperse his body and turn into pure elements.

He will pour this element into the long blade in Luo Wei's hand.

He will pour the last strength of this remnant...

Make a contract with humans.

"My name is..."

"Dream break."

"Dream Break Dragon!"

In the final roar and roar, the inflated dragon body dissipated completely, while the confused and colorful shadows rushed towards the long knife that Luo Wei had already raised.

The long and narrow blade is wrapped with layers of streamer.

The knife hums, joys, exults.

The sound of the knife was clear.

Gradually, the dragon chant began.

The pattern engraved on it also twists and changes at this moment, floating under the moon and turning into a dragon.

There was a clang.

Luo Wei tested his edge and swung the knife, and the light and shadow frightened Hong Hong, like a dragon flying out with its teeth and claws.

Faster, sharper, stronger.

But the knife still seemed to be covered with a layer of fine dust.

Because the contract is nailed.

It's not done yet.

But even so, it is undoubtedly a magic weapon.

The 'five-star weapon' in the game.

Luo Wei turned around to retract the knife, and let out a long breath.

He patted the handle of the knife.

His eyes drooped slightly.

Since then...

"A broken dream?"

"The moment when the dream ends."

"When the knife comes out."

"Since then, this knife..."

"Let's name it 'Li Hai Meng Duan'!"

Luo Wei raised his head, listening to the sound of the wind blowing the wilderness, and the raised weeds straight up to the top of the mountain.

The moon shadow tilted.

But there was a figure standing on a high place, and the wind blew up the verdant black hair, flicking the tips of the hair a little green.

The golden eyes are as silent as eternally solidified amber.

"Have you solved it independently without relying on the immortals..."

"good."

Immortal Yaksha guards the land of Liyue as always, and watches the ground under his feet as always.

Sing softly and give affirmation.

Mandrill turned his gaze away from where the Qianyan soldiers were stationed at his feet, and looked up behind him.

On the side of the stone gate.

Above the mountains, there are still mountains.

"Qing Ce... the Demon God of Dreams?"

'Drill' had no expression on his face: "Some things, after all... have to come to an end."

He too has searched for a long, long time.

The nightmare of being enslaved back then, the shame of being deceived, the regret of going astray... It is indeed time to take this opportunity to do the math.

Mandrill raised his footsteps.

The wind blows again.

The figure suddenly disappeared.

Luo Wei, who was under the mountains, also turned around at the same time, and met a guard with a suspicious face.