Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

In the Fatui factory, Rhinedot's illusory figure was suspended in mid-air, and the light red halo outlined her elegant silhouette.

She looked at Famas with a smile, and after a moment she suddenly turned around and cast her gaze at Tartaglia and the Traveler standing beside them.

"Oh?" She tilted her head slightly, her hair gleaming with stardust. "It looks like you're not alone, are you?"

Tartaglia raised his eyebrows when he heard this, trying his best not to show his weakness, but his pale face and slightly tired body movements still betrayed him.

The Traveler cautiously took half a step forward, blocking Tartaglia and Paimon behind him at the same time, his amber pupils slightly contracted.

Paimon looked at the phantom in front of him and whispered quietly in the traveler's ear, as if he was introducing the "great deeds" that Rhinedort had committed.

After hearing what Reindort said, FAMAS sighed unconsciously, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his red eyes.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temple, his red hair swaying gently with the movement: "That means I am popular with people. Unlike you, you have created so many lives, but only a few are obedient and sensible."

"Besides... you are really able to survive. God didn't beat you to death even after doing this."

Famas' tone was calm, and there didn't seem to be any sarcasm in it. Rhinedot chuckled and tapped his chin with an illusory finger:

"Aren't you still alive? Even alive in the continent of Teyvat."

The woman's silhouette flickered, like a candle flame swaying in the wind.

"Time has not yet taken back your authority. I'm sure she's looking forward to it too."

"As long as the struggle continues, you can draw strength from it at any time... and rise again just like before."

There was a subtle atmosphere in the air, and the mechanical roar of the factory seemed to suddenly become distant.

It was not the first time that the traveler had heard the word "strife".

Half a month ago, in the scent of tea in Liyue Harbor, Zhongli tapped the rim of the cup and mentioned the long-fallen "Demon of War" Spanak in his usual indifferent tone.

But the narrative at that time was only a few words, and the focus was only on how Spannak was beheaded by Singh, a mortal general of Munatar, in the "War for Road Rights".

Other than that, Zhongli didn't say much.

The image of Rhinedot seemed to have noticed the confusion of the traveler and Paimon. The corners of its illusory lips slightly raised, and its voice was soft but with a distant echo:
"Every demon, every mortal, every speck of dust... plays its part in the eternal struggle."

Her fingertips lightly stroked the air, and spots of light flowed along with it, as if outlining some invisible law.

"The tearing of trees and wind, the entanglement of flames and smoke, the wrestling of rivers and land, even the collision of motives between people, the clash of different possibilities of the same event... these are all manifestations of 'struggle'."

The image tilted its head slightly, its eyes vaguely sweeping across Famas, then back to the traveler: "This is a gift of time. As long as the struggle continues, Harpas will never burn out."

Rhinedot smiled with his eyes curved, as if he had finally found some confirmation.

She spoke these secrets with an almost joyful attitude, without any reservation, her eyes moving between the traveler and Tartaglia, and finally snapping her fingers silently at FAMAS:
"Huh, you didn't tell them that?"

The image's voice was somewhat teasing, "Then I'm relieved. I thought that a thousand years of imprisonment and failure would change your temperament, but now it seems that there is no big problem."

"You are still the same... lonely king that I am familiar with."

She seemed to want to walk up to FAMAS and take a closer look at him, but due to the projection range of the tiller's laser, the image only leaned forward slightly and then stopped, and she had to give up in disappointment.

"Let's get down to business."

Famas interrupted her impatiently, "You took the trouble to leave a message in the tiller, didn't you just want to chat with me?"

When mentioning time and the title of the Lone King, Famas' tone subtly tensed for a moment, as if an old wound that he didn't want to mention was touched, and he could only quickly change the subject.

Rhine Dortmund spread his hands and made an exaggerated expression of regret.

"Oh, I knew you would say that." "I preset many dialogue responses when I made this video, and there are still many topics that have not been used."

Her movements were so lifelike that people almost forgot that this was just a preset intelligent image and not the real Rhinedort herself. This was also the reason why FAMAS gradually calmed down from his initial excitement.

If nothing unexpected happens, Rhinedot has now merged with the Heart of Naberis.

Although it is unknown whether Rhinedot's personality will be affected after the fusion, she will definitely not be the frivolous girl she is now.

"It doesn't matter. I can open the storage unit and read it directly when the time comes." Famas said firmly, "Let's get down to business."

The image shook its head helplessly:
"Okay then, but you know, because of the existence of the anti-intelligent machine continuation directive, all the pre-stored data belonging to me will be completely destroyed after the mission is completed."

"But since you asked..." The image's tone and expression finally became serious, "Neither Kanreya nor we have betrayed you, Harpas."

"After you left, Alberic and the Great Auspicious Wisdom Lord inherited the alliance's orthodoxy. They did not hesitate to send all the tillers around the world just to find your trace."

"It's a pity that human energy is ultimately limited, and policies often change with the times."

"The alliance fell apart due to the coup, and everyone is cursed. Even I don't have much time to wake up."

The image of Rhinedot sighed.

"I left this video just to tell you that the power of the Heavenly Justice Maintainer is weakening, while the power of the Abyss is growing recklessly."

"You must remember the balance theory I told you about."

"The Black King has gone crazy in pursuit of revenge. If the abyss really swallows up the world, what will be left for us?"

Rhinedot was obviously also worried about the Black King's choice. She pursed her lips and frowned continuously.

"I and four other people were accused of regicide and sealed the entrance to Kanria, but I don't know what the situation is now."

“So, please…” Reindort raised his right hand, and the chests of the three ruins guards opened in response, “When the time is right, take the key and open the door that seals despair and fear.”

The black key floating out from the core of the tiller is shaped like a dagger, and the runes on its surface are flowing with dark red blood light. Those familiar triangular palindromes are enough to prove the relationship between these keys and Kanreya.

But Famas did not take the key immediately. Instead, he looked carefully at the suddenly thick power of the abyss in the air with a scrutinizing gaze.

He knew that the other party must have more to come.

"Alice and I have buried more than 500 elemental annihilation bombs in the territory of Kanreya." Rhinedot suddenly smiled, as if he was talking about a trivial matter. "If the erosion of the abyss is irreversible... then let Kanreya's last glory be buried with it."

Rhinedort's tone was resolute, but FAMAS's eyes widened in disbelief after the other party finished speaking.

"Wait, you mean, you buried 500 annihilation bombs that can kill the demon god in Kanreya?!"

"Are you and Alice planning to blow up the remains of the Red Moon Dynasty in the soil?"

As soon as he finished speaking, FAMAS seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly narrowed his eyes alertly, and asked Rhinedot:

"No... that time you said you were going to do experiments at the Munata leyline node, could that mean you were planting bombs?"

Rhinedot nodded, looking innocent:
"Of course, didn't I write a document and report it to the Administration Office?"

"You were busy fighting the dragons at the time. My dear daughter Akhtar approved the plan as a last resort for the kingdom."

"Oh, Alice said that in order to avoid insufficient destructive power, the annihilation bomb equivalent in the underground node of the Munata Royal City was increased."

Listening to Reindort's serious explanation, Famas couldn't help but sighed: "No wonder I always feel uneasy when I sleep in the bedroom... It turns out that I sleep directly on the bomb."

The young man looked up at the image, and a wry smile of almost nostalgia appeared on his lips: "Without you, where can I find these unique skills? (End of this chapter)