Genshin?god slayer

"Deputy Marshal..."

"fine."

Luo Wei waved his hand, and formally issued his first military order after becoming the commander in chief: "Everyone stay where they are, and return immediately after the rest is over—return to their respective posts."

The guard was stunned: "But, the head coach..."

The head coach fell into Bishuiyuan.

This is the main reason why Luo Wei hastily took over as deputy commander and came here.

But now that Chilong has been killed, the head coach is still nowhere to be found, and the purpose of the Qianyan Army has not yet been achieved.

"give it to me!"

The whereabouts of the head coach is undoubtedly with the Demon God of Dreams.

Now, Broken Dreams has already begun.

Luo Wei didn't intend to delay either.

Although he has just experienced a fierce battle, but now he is in an unprecedented state.

Because the demon god is approaching.

The blood of the godslayer had already been faintly surging.

He raised his hand, patted the shoulder of the officer in front of him, and said, "What's your name?"

"Back to the deputy commander, the last general Jinglun, and the captain of the Qianyan army!"

"Now I have promoted you to be the commander of the Qianyan Army. I will control the thousands of people here and gather the soldiers. There will be no mistakes."

But... Jinglun wanted to say something else.

But Luo Wei stopped him with one sentence: "This is a military order."

Military orders are like mountains.

Orders and orders are prohibited, and there is no second word.

"Yes!"

Jinglun had no choice but to cup his fists and nod, watching Luo Wei turn and leave.

He went to the mountains.

It also went to that lonely and cold place.

In the distance black mist rises,

The green fire floats on the Wuwang slope adjacent to Shimen, like a misty dream.

But the scenery is just right tonight, so why not fall asleep?

Chapter 39 The Great Demon Stands Before the Throne

The mountain of Shimen is very high and steep. The jagged mountain forms the boundary between Liyue and the neighboring country of Mond. The towering rock gradually becomes sharp like a sword under the blowing of the north wind.

The moonlight is cold and the wild grass is swaying between the mountain roads. Naturally, the road to climb the mountain is not easy.

But for Luo Wei, even peaks of thousands of meters, such as Qingyunding and Aozang Mountain, where the Xian family lives in seclusion, can be easily climbed.

It's just that the oncoming wind gradually carried an ethereal and dreamy atmosphere, disturbing the sight.

Behind him, the vast lake of clear water gradually receded, and emerald green lizards climbed past.

He certainly wasn't going to Mond.

It is impossible to go to Mond--

To the north of Shimen is the "free country" ruled by Fengshen, but Luo Wei wants to go west.

To the west of Shimen is Wuwangpo.

Wuwangpo is the eastern mountainside of Qingce Mountain.

A mass grave in a barren hill.

An ancient burial ground.

According to legend in Liyue and Gu Lao, after death, the body melts into the earth, and the soul returns to the underworld.

Wuwangpo has always been regarded as the junction of yin and yang.

Whether it's true or not, Luo Wei doesn't know.

But at least at this moment, he stepped through the Shimen and walked up the mountainside of Qingce Mountain, but he did feel an inexplicable chill.

In the depths, you can even see a stone pier engraved with gossip patterns standing upright.

It is said that the stone pier was erected by "Jianfengliuyun", one of the three-eyed and five-manifested celestial beings, and part of the remains of the dead chilong was suppressed under it.

at the same time.

The 'Li Hai Meng Duan' and the Meng Duan Long Knife hanging at the waist also groaned softly at the same time, wisps of water vapor diffused here and mixed into the air, covering and sensing everything around them.

Unconsciously.

The surrounding area has been shrouded in black mist.

Unconsciously.

The surrounding fields are stunned and countless jungle trees are shaking, and there is a ghostly green will-o'-the-wisp.

It seems that it is really a boundary between Yin and Yang.

One step back, the wind is clear and the moon is bright, one step forward, the sky is dark and the earth is dark.

However, while the sword was clanging, Luo Wei took another step forward, and the black mist dissipated at the same time.

The ghostly green will-o'-the-wisp disappeared as if suddenly extinguished.

All the scenes elongated in the sight as if distorted, and then suddenly tightened and merged.

Everything is back to normal.

The shadow of the moon above the head is still there.

The towering peak of Qingce Mountain stands in front of you.

——It's like closing your eyes and opening them in an instant.

Luo Wei's heart was quiet, and he squinted at his feet as expected, the light was dim, but he couldn't see his shadow.

Dreams are not real things.

Even though the dream created by the demon god is close to reality, like a paradise created by immortals with magical powers bestowed by the emperor, the essence is still illusory and hazy, which is quite different.

So here, I can't see my own shadow clearly.

Or is it also because I don't belong to this dream... but an outsider?

Yes.

Even though the surrounding scenery remains the same, Luo Wei has fallen into a dream at this moment.

In other words, the dream of the demon god wandering here automatically opened up and accepted him personally.

Because he brought Li Haimengduan with him.

The Demon God of Dreams will not let go no matter what.

The long knife hanging from the waist made a clearer clank, as clear as a chilong's howling.

Although in the enemy camp.

But at this moment, Luo Wei not only did not have the slightest fear or shrink back.

On the contrary, he was inexplicably excited.

Maybe every godslayer does this?

Joy is the promotion of power after killing gods.

And even more joyful at the time of killing the gods.

Cut through the turmoil of the myth with a human body.

--So.

Where is the devil?

Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Wei held his right hand to the handle of the knife at his waist, raised his eyebrows and eyes, and the blue eye shadow diffused slightly again, the godhead mask was activated, and the godhead was revealed.

The world in front of me, the scenery in front of me, also presented a completely different scenery at the same time.

He didn't see any color.

No element of any kind was seen.

Because the dream does not belong to any of the seven elements on the Tivat continent today.

It comes from the spirit.

Formless and colorless.

However, there is nothing in the void, but it is like the most clear and boundless lake, but when there is a storm, the ripples appear——

blink.

Or for a moment.

The storm suddenly rose, the ripples in the sight overlapped and floated, and the green light emerged from the dome!

Before he had time to think about it, and there was no need to think about it, the hand that was already on the handle of the knife at his waist turned slightly, and the slope of the blade was drawn against the scabbard, causing a clear echo.

The oblique blade was raised, and the edge bloomed at the same time.

Hanging the long knife against the attacking black gun point.

The staggered legs step on the ground, sinking slightly between the dirt and the ground, supporting the body still.

Slightly arched waist.

Luo Wei raised his eyes, stared at the raised knife tip, and stared at the figure falling from above his head.

Hazy figure.

But he can vaguely distinguish the slender figure of the young man, he can distinguish the green skirts flying up, and he can see the protruding beak like a bird.

You can even see that pair of sharp golden eyes that are like solidified amber.

His body is like standing on his head in the air.

Point out with one-handed gun.

Knife meets gun,

Clang collided and reverberated.

One hit missed, but the attacking 'boy' stretched out his other hand to hold the handle of the spear at the same time, and snapped it off.

The gun body is extremely elastic and inclined.

While bouncing, he took the tip of the gun and spun around, staggered with the blade in Luo Wei's hand, and spun on the side of the sharp edge.

Surrounding like a storm.

While falling... Clang then stab again!

Rowe frowned.

Although falling in this posture, the opponent is also pointing directly at the point of the long knife in his hand, but the sword is always one inch long and one inch strong.

Before the opponent was stabbed by his long knife.

He must have been penetrated by the spear earlier.

So at this moment, he also rotated the long knife at the same time, tilted the long knife sideways, and caught the rotating long spear with his sharp edge.

The sound of the wind was blocked, and the tip of the spear, which was spinning by its elasticity, also froze for an instant.

Also in this instant.

Luo Wei slashed the blade against the handle of the gun, swung it upwards in the stream of fireflies, and slashed towards the hand holding the gun!