In Douluo Continent, my summoning of Naxi Da was exposed by the heavens.

Little Dulin couldn't help but feel downcast as he watched Dvalin being corrupted by the power of the abyss on the screen above.

"So that's what he went through. No wonder he was always wary of me."

Little Dullin was unaware of this part of Dvalin's history. Ever since the Traveler and Venti awakened Dvalin and resolved the Mondstadt Dragon Plague, the Mondstadt people have basically stopped mentioning it.

The images on the sky continued, and Wendy finally woke up from her slumber.

He was also saddened to learn that Dvalin had become the Stormterror in the eyes of the Mondstadt people.

So he played his harp again, summoning Dvalin in an attempt to awaken him.

"Don't be afraid, don't worry, I'm back."

But just as Wendy was about to succeed, the Traveler and Paimon's sudden appearance interrupted her.

Dvalin roared at Wendy, and his wind elemental power spread wildly in all directions.

"who!"

Wendy was really angry at this point; her braids were practically glowing.

Seeing that the attempt to awaken Dvalin had failed, Wendy also disappeared, leaving other options to be considered.

Dvalin himself spread his wings and flew away, but left a teardrop on the ground that was picked up by a traveler.

Afterwards, the traveler enters Mondstadt and encounters Dvalin's attack on the city.

The traveler was even swept high into the sky by the storm, but Wendy used her strength to lift the traveler up and repel Dvalin in mid-air.

However, the traveler was still confused and did not know what had happened.

Afterwards, the Traveler helped the Knights clear three temples in the Four Winds Guardian, gaining the Knights' trust.

When I returned to Mondstadt, I saw Venti playing a ballad under the statue of Anemo.

The story I'm about to tell originates from ancient times.

"At that time, the gods were still walking on the earth."

"The dragon descended from the sky, filled with curiosity about everything in the world."

"The dragon seeks its own answers, yet cannot comprehend the chaos of the world."

"The Wind Singer plays his harp, and the Lyre of the Sky answers him one by one."

"The dragon is nothing but a curious child, simply flying carefree, even to this day."

"He listened to poetry and wanted to learn to sing, so that all things might understand his heart."

"The singer and the dragon became legends, and a dark age soon followed."

"At this time, the lion's teeth decayed, the eagle banner fell silent, and another evil dragon approached Mondstadt."

"Suffering is the shadow that hangs over the cathedral, and lamentation is re-woven into poetry by poets."

"The Sky Dragon answered the call and fought a desperate battle against the evil dragon in the storm."

"The Sky Dragon swallowed the venomous blood of the evil dragon and fell into a deep sleep."

Years later, however, no one recognized her after her revival.

"Why do people reject me nowadays?"

The Sky Harp did not answer.

"Anger and sorrow, life and venomous blood, all turned into tears that fell from the dragon's eyes."

"When poetry and prose remain silent, corruption takes hold easily."

"The lyre of the sky can no longer speak."

Wendy's poem clearly tells the story of Dvarin.

Most people in Mondstadt have forgotten that the Dragon of the East once protected them, and they should not have forgotten history; forgetting history is a sin.

Apep, inside the Starry Sky Forest, looked at the poem written by Wendy on the sky and let out a mocking sound.

"This is the consequence of associating with thieves and their people. Bowing down to thieves and forgetting the pride of being a dragon, they deserve it."

Apep probably forgot that he himself was saved by the little grass goddess Nasita when he said this.

The elemental life that was reborn within her wanted to see the King of Grass again.

As Ouyang Kong looked at the scene on the sky, he couldn't help but recall the beginning of the journey. The pace was quite fast back then, but it didn't affect the people who were enjoying it.

At this moment, on the celestial screen, the traveler took out the teardrop of Dvalin, which had already been purified.

Wendy also took out a drop of unpurified tear and indeed discovered that the Traveler possessed the power to purify the Abyss.

The scene then shifts, and the traveler and Wendy arrive outside Mondstadt Cathedral.

"Our goal is Mondstadt's most precious treasure, the harp that Barbatos, the wind god, once played, known as the Sky Harp."

"With the Sky Harp, I can awaken Dvalin's true nature from the nightmares."

"Will this really stop Stormterror from causing destruction?"

Wendy expressed doubt. At this point, the Traveler and Paimon did not know that Wendy was Barbatos, the god of wind; they only had a guess.

"Of course, I am Mondstadt's best bard. There is no song I do not know, past, present, or future."

Look into my eyes, don't you think I'm very trustworthy?

At first, I didn't realize it when the story was unfolding, but now that Ouyang Kong looks back, it seems that Wendy clearly indicated from the beginning that he was related to the power of time.

"All the songs of the past, present, and future"—this refers to his ability to glimpse the entire timeline.

The scene then shifts to the interior of Mondstadt Cathedral, a place of solemn grandeur and magnificence, arguably the most opulent place in Mondstadt.

After all, this is a place to pray to the gods, so this makes sense.

Wendy's next move left everyone speechless.

Wendy begins to deceive a nun named Gotlinde.

"Actually, I have a secret that can save Mondstadt from its crisis."

"Oh? That's truly a blessing from the wind god, but you should report this to the Knights. Why are you asking a nun like me, who has no connection to this matter, to do this?"

"Hehe, sister, of course you can help."

Wendy, unaware that the old man was thousands of years old, called him "sister" quite naturally.

"For example, the Sky Harp, by borrowing its power, I can make the Wind Demon Dragon..."

The nun interrupted Wendy.

"Please go back! Although that dragon is extremely ferocious, as long as the acting leader is determined, there is no reason why we cannot appease it."

"That won't do, otherwise Wind Terror will die."

"The foolish beast that turns its back on the east wind will never be forgiven, even if the wind god Barbatos himself were to descend."

It seems to always be like this: the representatives of the gods always like to impose their own will on the gods without asking whether that's what the gods actually mean.

In a world without gods, this is called vying for the "right to interpret scriptures," but in a world with gods, doing so would be quite inappropriate.

At this moment, Wendy even started to act coquettishly towards the nun, which was quite a contrast to his divine status.

"Hmm... yes, big sister, but not..."

"No means no, little poet!"

At this moment, Gottlinde's own thoughts also surfaced.

"To be called 'big sister' by this child, I feel an inexplicable joy; it's absurd!"

A follower of the Anemo Archon would naturally be happy to be called "sister" by the Anemo Archon himself, but unfortunately, Venti's image is very different from the image of Barbatos, the Anemo Archon, in the hearts of Mondstadt people.