Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

The day after Famas spoke with Zhiyi.

On the outskirts of the Tianheng Mountains in Liyue, in a narrow valley distorted by the scorching afternoon sun, a deadly chase is taking place.

Ye Lan's figure moved swiftly among the pebbles and withered grass, like a taut, dark blue lightning bolt.

Every twist and sudden stop was fraught with danger, just to avoid the lingering, chilling current and the silent, slicing water blades behind.

The one who was hunting down Yelan was none other than Irina, the Winter Mirror Maiden and Pantarone's temporary secretary, who had disappeared from Liyue Harbor for several days.

Irina held out her left hand, and the pure white ice elemental evil eye on her chest emitted a snowy light. Wherever it passed, the rocks hissed like they had been quenched, instantly covered in white frost, and sharp ice shards broke through the ground, intending to cut off Yelan's path.

With an elegant wave of her right hand, her deep blue divine eye drew upon the viscous water element, condensing it into several transparent yet slender blades capable of cutting through gold and jade, cleverly sealing off all possible space for Ye Lan to maneuver.

That's right, Irina and Tartaglia are both Genshin Impact beings who can use two elemental powers simultaneously.

Although Ye Lan is proficient in various unorthodox methods and mechanical tricks, she is essentially just an intelligence agent skilled in infiltration. If she were to truly fight against a Primal God who can control two elemental forces, she would obviously be no match for him.

Of course, if it's a true life-or-death struggle, then that's a different story.

After all, as the head of intelligence in Liyue, Yelan must have a few trump cards up her sleeve.

"call……"

Now, Yelan, using the rebound from a piece of wind-eroded rock, barely avoided a grazing ice blade. The chilling aftershock sent shivers down her spine. She threw out several dice, which exploded and transformed into a swirling vortex that wrapped around Irina's ankle.

But Irina's fingertips under her snow-white gloves twitched slightly, and a frost-white ice ring spread silently, instantly freezing and shattering the vortex.

The maidservant in the hidden mirror maintained her pursuit without faltering. Her eyes, concealed by a silk cloth, were like the most precise measuring stick, firmly locking onto Ye Lan's slightly hurried figure. Her gaze was especially sharp as she targeted the pair of peculiar jade bracelets on her left wrist that shimmered with a deep, emerald-green light.

That was the "Mysterious Bracelet" that Ye Lan had stolen back from the Golden House.

A cold, controlling smile crept onto Irina's lips.

"The head of Liyue's hidden forces is indeed very slippery."

Irina's voice carried the cold hardness unique to the winter tundra, her gaze like a barb, fixed tightly on those wrists that shimmered with eerie light, "Unfortunately, it's nothing more than a trapped beast's struggle."

"For a bracelet... you've gone to such lengths, even resorting to your evil eye. Don't you think the price is a bit too high?"

Ye Lan spoke, panting, her voice deliberately panting as she moved at high speed, but the mockery remained. She suddenly ducked to avoid an ice spike that grazed her scalp, and as she spoke, she subconsciously pulled her left wrist, which was wearing a wrist guard, inward a little.

Upon hearing this, Irina raised her hand and summoned several sharp ice spikes, which, with a piercing shriek, shot precisely at Yelan's retracted left wrist:
"Without further ado!"

"Hand over those strange bracelets in your hands; they no longer belong to you."

Irina's tone was resolute, as if every word was sharpened with ice.

Ye Lan's pupils contracted, and she twisted her wrist at an incredible angle, narrowly avoiding the ice spikes, but the biting cold almost froze her wrist bones.

Irina's violent icy power, originating from the Evil Eye, combined with her own exquisite control of water elements, formed a massive net of suppression from all directions.

The cold air slowed down Ye Lan's movements, and the water flow cut off her path to survival, tightly binding Ye Lan's proud speed and unpredictability. Her previous counterattacks and probing attempts not only failed but also exposed the opponent's concern for the wrist guard, leading to a more precise strike.

We must use the terrain to escape.

Ye Lan's gaze locked onto a narrow crevice in the rock wall ahead. She pushed off with her feet, and her body shot towards that only escape route like an arrow.

"Hmph, stupid."

Irina let out a cold sneer. She did not rush in, but gracefully clasped her hands together in front of her chest. Her evil eyes blazed with blue light, and a torrent of cold air mixed with ice crystal fragments rushed into the crevice.

"Crack!"

A sickeningly loud freezing sound erupted, and the narrow gap was instantly sealed off by several feet thick ice emanating a chilling aura. At the same time, the Eye of God on Irina's lower back glowed with an eerie light, and three deep blue water arrows, gleaming with deadly cold light, silently condensed and took shape directly above Yelan's head.

They tore through the air with piercing shrieks as they lunged down at Yelan, whose retreat was blocked by the ice wall below.

The road ahead is blocked, and danger looms overhead!
Ye Lan abruptly stopped and retreated rapidly, her back pressed against the cold rock wall. Her pupils contracted sharply due to this deadly situation, and the blue light on the wristbands seemed to flicker rapidly as well.

"Don't move." Irina's icy voice pierced through the thick ice wall, carrying an unquestionable judgment, and reached Yelan's ears precisely.

"If you move even a fraction more, the next arrow will turn you to dust."

Outside the ice wall, Irina stood upright like an ice sculpture, her icy blue eyes coldly scrutinizing her prey through the hazy ice wall.

The Hidden Mirror Ladies were originally ceremonial soldiers of the Winter Kingdom, and their arrogance was beyond question, not to mention Irina, who was one of the best among them.

Ever since Irina realized on the streets of Scarlet Cloud Slope that the bracelet Pantarone had given her had been stolen by Nightlan during the battle, the maid has never stopped pursuing Nightlan.

That bracelet was Lord Pantalone's recognition of her abilities and a gift of loyalty from Winter.

But this despicable thief dared to steal it from the noble Mirror Maiden, which not only symbolized the failure of Irina's mission, but also the most vicious trampling on her personal dignity.

Today, Irina must recover the stolen goods, along with the thief's life, to wash away this utter disgrace.

Or rather, Irina originally planned to capture Yelan alive, and after interrogating her to extract all the information she knew, she would then let her know the consequences of offending a priest.

But just when Yelan seemed to be in dire straits.

Between the lightning and the fire.

"The gate of life...open!"

Ye Lan's body trembled slightly as she pressed herself against the rock wall. Her left hand, adorned with a mysterious bracelet, instinctively clenched back and slammed the jade bracelet, which shimmered with a deep blue light, against the rough rock wall behind her.

"Om..."

The ghostly light on the bracelets suddenly intensified, and a powerful water elemental resonance, originating from an ancient Liyue magic, erupted from the bracelets, violently shaking the rock strata and penetrating into the earth's veins like a boulder thrown into a deep pool.

This is a bracelet passed down through the Yelan family, and only Yelan knows how to use it.

“Boom, boom, boom!!!”

A rumbling sound emanated from the rock wall that Ye Lan was leaning against, as countless torrents of primal power, like raging dragons breaking free of their shackles, surged wildly from the cracks and openings in the rock.

The overwhelming torrent, carrying rubble, crashed violently against the thick ice wall blocking its path.

"Crack! Boom!!"

Under the terrifying pressure from within, the solid ice emitted a desperate wail, and spiderweb cracks instantly spread across its surface. Then, amidst a deafening roar of destruction, it exploded from the inside out into a cloud of ice dust that blotted out the sky.

The turbid torrent, mixed with fragments of giant rocks, raged like an out-of-control ancient beast, violently pouring towards the snow-white figure outside the ice wall, a symbol of winter's elegance and power.

This strange change originating from the earth tore apart Irina's icy, lake-like eyes with unbelievable astonishment.

However, Irina's deep-seated pride allowed her to instinctively maintain her composure even in the face of imminent doom.

The lady's hands, beneath her snow-white gloves, swiftly crossed before the emblem symbolizing the glory of the Fools, and the Evil Eye and the Eye of God simultaneously erupted with an almost dazzling, icy blue light.

"May His Majesty's glory protect me!"

A sharp shout, carrying the sound of ice cracking, came from Irina's mouth. Several layers of water mirror shields, engraved with intricate ice patterns and as thick as city walls, instantly solidified in front of her, like the last bulwark defending the dignity of winter.

At the same time, Irina touched the ground with her toes, her figure like an ice butterfly fluttering in a blizzard, and flew backward into the open water mirror.

"boom!"

"Crack! Boom!"

The raging mudflow and ice rocks slammed into the ice shield, the exquisite patterns crumbling in despair. The turbid torrent, mixed with sharp-edged ice fragments, relentlessly washed and tore at the water mirror that Irina had conjured, just barely brushing past the hem of the lady hiding the mirror's robes.

Even though Irina was incredibly strong and was not swallowed by the torrent, the immense force still caused her body to tremble violently, staggering backward and sliding, each step carving deep icy tracks into the slippery rocky ground.

The gorgeous clothes clung to her body, and a few strands of silver hair clung awkwardly to her smooth forehead, which twitched slightly with humiliation.

That timeless elegance was torn to shreds by the violent power originating from the Netherworld Bracelet. (End of Chapter)