Lu Bu, the Thunder General, is my adoptive father in Genshin Impact.

Few of the five hundred elite soldiers remained, and the ground was littered with mutilated corpses under the firelight. The survivors, led by Takashimaru, tried every means to attack the strange humanoid monster.

whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

Chong slowly approached the archers standing in a row, and the soldiers drew their large bows with trembling hands.

"Release the arrows!" Takatsukasa Maru commanded.

Dozens of arrows were fired at the evil spirit, but the effect was minimal. The demon sword danced in red light, deflecting almost all the arrows, with some arrowheads flying back to the shooter's forehead.

Of the five hundred elite soldiers, only twenty-one survived.

The evil spirit surveyed the terrified survivors, only to discover that one person seemed to be missing... the bald man.

"Die, you monstrous bastard!"

Using a volley of arrows as cover, Takatsukasa Maru found an opportunity to approach the demon. His not-so-thoughtful mind, coupled with his experience, told him that if ranged attacks were useless, he should try a close-quarters ambush.

Unexpectedly, the powerful punch was dodged to the side, and Tsuru grabbed Takashimaru by the throat, lifting the bald head into the air.

whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

The deep voice slowly said, "Don't shout when you launch a sneak attack; that's a lesson my family taught me."

"I never expected... a monster like you..." Takatsukasa Maru, struggling to breathe with his throat being choked, sneered in anguish, "a monster like you actually has family... unbelievable!"

Without answering, Sui suddenly swung his hand behind him, throwing Takatsukasa Maru dozens of meters away. He crashed into a large cauldron placed at the entrance of the military camp, fell back to the ground, and lost consciousness.

At the same time, the archers, having discarded their longbows, drew their swords and charged at the monster in one fell swoop.

"For the General, for Narukami-ko!"

"We, the Heavenly Lords, are not afraid to die!"

"Kill them!!!"

whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

Five seconds later, only one of the twenty-one people remained.

The survivor was an unremarkable soldier who didn't know why he had survived. He gripped his broken weapon tightly and stared at the other man in fear.

"Look carefully," Chong said slowly.

The evil spirit reached for the cracked mask, pulled it open halfway, and revealed its face to the surviving soldier.

The soldier's pupils trembled as if in an earthquake; he simply couldn't believe what he was seeing.

The obsidian-like mask was put back on his face, and before the evil spirit could speak again, the commander's roar echoed through the sea of ​​fire.

Don't trust him—

With his ribs shattered and embedded in his lungs, and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Takashimaru lunged at the monster, tightly gripping its throat with his iron fist, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain in his chest.

"Don't trust this guy's face, it's definitely fake!" he shouted with his last strength. "Run! Run back to Inazuma Castle and tell the Grand Master, quick... Waaah!"

A crimson lightning flashed, and Takatsukasa Maru was cut in two at the waist, but his iron fist still held his enemy firmly in place.

The surviving soldiers frantically ran away from the inferno that resembled hell on earth.

whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

A muffled voice muttered to itself, "Just in time, one survivor escaped. The plan is proceeding smoothly. Next, all I need to do is find Narukami's son..."

……

Xiao Yi stared at the cheap knife that shimmered with a faint light.

Perhaps it was the power of Thor brought by the system that increased his cultivation speed, or perhaps it was his own exceptional talent; in any case, he was now able to enchant weapons with ease.

He did a quick mental calculation and realized that only ten minutes had passed since he left the military camp, which was about the time it takes to break between classes. Sometimes, there wasn't even enough time to go to the toilet.

Now that Miss Ying's training is complete, let's call it a day and head back to camp. Let's have a few drinks with Saro, immerse ourselves in the joyful victory celebration, and then pack our things to prepare to go home tomorrow.

Upon reaching the border of the Black Mist, Xiao Yi finally sensed something was amiss; a chilling aura emanated from ahead.

A red light echoed from the depths of the black fog.

whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

Chapter 59 Miyamoto Tsubasa, you deserve to die!

Sensing something was wrong, Xiao Yi stopped and drew his sword back from its sheath. He stared intently at the murky miasma before him and used the techniques he had just learned to enchant the sword.

The unsettling breathing grew heavier, and the pitch-black monster strolled leisurely out of the black mist and stood before Xiao Yi, even bowing politely to him.

(Shadow: You'd better run.)

(Xiao Yi: This guy's appearance... is like the description of a demon by the survivors of the Imperial Shadow Furnace Guard!)

(Shadow: The moment I saw it, I knew you were no match for me.)

(Xiao Yi: How so?)

(Shadow: To put it simply with numbers, if your combat power is only 6,000, it's at least 10,000 or more.)

(Xiao Yi: Then I definitely can't outrun it.)

(film:……)

(Xiao Yi: Miss Ying, I don't want to run away. If I can use my life to obtain some information that will benefit you and Daoqi, it will be worth dying here—not to mention, if I desert, who will cover the soldiers' safe retreat?)

(System: Trust value +1, total 18.)

In fact, Xiao Yi's first half of the sentence was intentional. Of course, he didn't want to die, but he wanted to take this opportunity to improve his favor with Thor. However, the second half of the sentence was sincere. He didn't want Shaluo or any of his subordinates to be injured or even die on the battlefield.

After bowing deeply, Chong straightened up, spread his empty hands, and said slowly in a deep voice, "Xiao Yi, the adopted son of the Grand Master of the Imperial Guard, Mikage Naruhito. I solemnly invite you to become my subordinate and contribute to my grand cause!"

"Great undertaking?" Xiao Yi held his sword horizontally in front of his chest, wary of a sudden attack.

"That's right, the great cause. Humans are selfish, brutal, even insane. Their existence will inevitably bring oppression, war, and suffering... The strong oppress the weak, and the weak oppress the even weaker, continuing endlessly..."

“I was once deeply tainted by the resentment of evil spirits, and spent several months in solitary contemplation. I discovered that evil spirits are an excellent solvent, capable of completely encompassing the human soul, transforming the scattered ‘whole’ into an integrated ‘one,’ and achieving true unity of purpose.”

"If we can find a way to make the evil spirit fully erupt and devour all things in Inazuma, then all Inazuma creatures will be united into one within the evil spirit. There will be no pain, no sorrow, no oppression, everyone will be equal and satisfied, and the high and mighty will share joys and sorrows with the lowly and humble..."

"Unfortunately, there is an interference in my plan, namely the goddess of Inazuma. For the sake of that naive eternity, she will certainly not allow my great cause to proceed smoothly."

“You are the closest to General Thunder. I believe you are a person who understands the big picture and will be able to accept my ideas. If you approach and backstab General Thunder, my plan will proceed smoothly and a golden age will come.”

Chong spread his hands, looking as if to say, "Can anyone else do this?", lost in his own world.

(Xiao Yi: Does Inazuma produce a lot of lunatics like this?)

(Video: This is a once-in-a-millennium event, quite rare.)

Xiao Yi tried to get information out of him: "And what about yourself? If your great cause succeeds, what will you become? Will you also be a member of 'One'?"

Chong generously declared, "I will become the vessel of Chong, bearing the cruel price of this beautiful world alone, until the end of eternity."

"It's like turning all the Inazuma people into orange juice, and then you drink it?!" Xiao Yi thought to himself.

(Shadow: Hold on for five more seconds. I'll deal with this twisted seeker of eternity myself.)

(Xiao Yi: No problem.)

Rumble!!!

A thunderous roar suddenly erupted, but it came not from the sky but from the earth, followed by a violent tremor, as if the earth was about to be overturned.

Xiao Yi stumbled.

(Shadow: Something's wrong. Why is the Divine Cherry Tree...? Something even more serious has happened to me. You'll have to deal with the current trouble on your own. I believe that with your strength, even someone with a combat power of 6000 can outmaneuver someone with over 10000...)

Before she could finish speaking, Miss Ying's voice disappeared from the chat room; she hurriedly logged out.

Not long after, the earthquake stopped.

"My great undertaking is already half successful, all thanks to you and your army."

Xiao Yi, no longer wanting to hear about the crazy plan, seized control of the conversation and asked, "'Miyamoto Tsubasa,' do you remember that name, the guy who calls himself a 'Tsui'?"

The evil spirit suddenly fell silent.

Xiao Yi continued, "And do you remember the name 'Miyamoto Jiro'?"

Chong reached out and pressed his hand against his head through his mask, as if in thought: "Miyamoto Tsubasa? I remember... that's the name of a dead man, and Miyamoto Jiro seems to be someone who must be killed... I don't need to know that much, I only need to accomplish my great task..."

Xiao Yi guessed the other party's condition: either Miyamoto Tsubasa's corpse was resurrected but he had lost his memory, or he was possessed by something but his body's memories were vaguely retained.

He continued to throw out smokescreens, using complex information to interfere with and confuse the other party's thinking: "Miyamoto Jiro prepared a large firework for Miyamoto Tsubasa, the kind of firework that explodes very beautifully, as a gift for the anniversary of her death to bid farewell to her sister..."

whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

"Fireworks, beautiful fireworks, sister..." Chong's voice gradually became dazed.

"You can figure it out yourself. I'm not keeping you company." Xiao Yi sheathed his sword and turned to leave decisively. "When you've figured it out, come find me at the Tenshukaku in Inazuma Castle."

Six thousand combatants against ten thousand? Do you think I'm crazy?!

To avoid losing any limbs, we should take advantage of this guy's confused state and quickly run back to the camp to gather the soldiers. Let's just run away without even packing our things.

“You can’t leave. To be precise, you can’t go back to Tenshukaku.” Sui stopped thinking and said, “I killed 499 soldiers and one adjutant of the punitive expedition, and let one person go to Inazuma Castle to report the news. The survivors will think that the killer was Narukami, that it was you.”

Xiao Yi chose to leave, suspecting it was a lie, a lie by which Chong recruited him.

"Don't be ridiculous! I was only gone for ten minutes. You could have killed five hundred people?!"

"I ask you, how long will it take you to kill these five hundred people?" Chong asked slowly. "I can easily kill ten people per second, so five hundred people in three minutes is more than enough."

Halfway through his escape, Xiao Yi stopped and turned to face the black-clad monster. His eyes, glowing with purple light, were bloodshot, and his gray hair gradually turned into a deep purple like rice grains. Cracks from his collapsing body climbed from his neck to his cheeks like vines.

Extreme anger drained all the power from his 18 trust points, instantly soaring to the limit his body could withstand!

Rumble! ...

A thunderous roar, far surpassing the sound waves of the earthquake, resounded, and countless rays of sunlight struck the area near the hills, completely evaporating the foul miasma and brightening the surrounding environment.

Xiao Yi saw the burning military camp.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the pain of overload, and once again drew his purple-stained katana, aiming it at the evil spirit staring at him from a dozen meters away. The intense lightning element attached to the longsword pierced through the air, flashing and leaking brilliant currents like cracks in glass.

"What my brother said is all right..." Xiao Yi murmured calmly. Behind him, Evil Yao opened its eyes and suddenly roared, "Miyamoto Tsubasa, you deserve to die!!!"

The earth shook again, but this time Xiao Yi did not stumble. His angry eyes were fixed on his opponent.

"Hoo—hoo—this is why I like you..." Red light condensed into a demonic blade in the palm of the evil spirit's hand. "If only this hatred were directed at the Thunder God."