Is there something wrong with playing Genshin Impact in the dungeon?

Unfortunately, weapons in Genshin Impact cannot be used as carriers.

Even the 'Sword of Descent' is the same.

In short, for Ling Shu, the value of the 'Orion's Arrow' is still that of a 'super trump card auxiliary item'.

He was determined to win.

As for how to explain the other two supplementary introductions...

The first point is not difficult to analyze; essentially, it can be seen as: what's yours is mine, and what's mine is also mine.

And the second one...

What is 'quality'?

Legend has it that in a special world where the concept of 'collapse' exists, there is a legendary, extremely unreliable (crossed out) holy sword named Durandal.

It possesses the power to manipulate microscopic particles, alter macroscopic properties, and thus cut through space.

It can even anchor a 'world'.

This thing, which would undoubtedly be called a 'divine artifact' in the current world, is composed of seven crystallized elements: courage, intuition, freedom, ethics, prosperity, reason, and domination, forming its seven core elements.

To use it, one must meet the corresponding quality (moral character) requirements in seven aspects: courage, confidence, compassion, kindness, vitality, calmness, and nobility.

today……

[Those who wield the sword should be brave and fearless!] (It's rare for 'Little Lingzi' to personally go to the front lines, so you pass this time~)

[The swordsman should be confident and proud!] (You never thought you would fail... right?)

[Those who wield the sword should love all living beings!] (Let's save the world! GO! GO! GO!)

[The swordsman should be pure and kind!] (I think your personality must be 'pure' to the extreme. Acting to save a pretty girl must also be very kind.)

[The swordsman is boundless in energy!] (Commonly known as being driven by lust...)

[Those who wield the sword should remain calm and composed!] (It used to be a time of wisdom, now it's a time of Buddhist indifference, and in the future it will be a time of lying down... ahem~)

[A swordsman should be noble and elegant!] (Because it will never go out of style, and... don't you think it's awesome?)

"..."

At this moment, Ling Shu could only be thankful that only his 'own people' could hear these bizarre words.

After all, if others heard this, he would really dig out a three-bedroom apartment on the spot with his toes.

From now on, we won't need to use rock elements to build houses anymore.

and also……

He really wanted to complain: Why can't we just mute ourselves?

I can't stand this guy anymore!

Then I heard...

[As expected, 'Little Lingzi' still needs more practice. This time, the 'leadership' will be handed over to Little Yingying!]

"..."

Oh well, whatever, whatever, let's just get this annoying part over with.

My thoughts have reached this point...

"唪~唪~唪唪媪媪~"

As the Celtic triangular magic circle beneath their feet split in two, one of the circles rose up and eventually formed a cylindrical ball of light that enveloped Ling Shu and the others. The streams of light that descended from the sky eventually collided with the side of the pillar of light one after another.

It is during this process that whenever a stream of light merges into the solidified pillar of light, like a cocoon, an increasingly intense energy fluctuation will emanate from it.

at last……

【Henshin！！！】

"You've really gone too far."

It's unclear who exactly uttered that harsh remark from within the pillar of light, but the unreliable Holy Sword... The responding lady, seemingly from the 'Genshin Impact System,' who, despite being countless millennia old, still adorably calls herself 'Little You,' has finally stopped being cheeky...

Then the final activation command was issued:

[Star Anchor, Casting!!!]

******

In the far west of the continent, within the territory of Orario.

This is an underground 'altar'.

It is located directly below the 'Guild' headquarters, and is the place where God offered His own 'existence' and 'prayer' as a sacrifice to appease the dungeon on a certain day.

Normally, the dungeon would become more 'docile' as a result.

But today...

"Uranus, the situation inside the city has become quite dire."

Beside the altar, a slender figure in black robes stopped and said, "The riot in the dungeon is not over yet. [The Mighty One] and other 'Level 1 Adventurers' are seriously injured... No one can stop that monster from rampaging through the city."

"And the Tower of Babel has already collapsed..."

“Now is not the time to despair, Fels.”

The 'old god' on the altar spoke calmly, "Even though artificial heroes, the descendants of ancient heroes, and the current god-made heroes have all been defeated, there is still a 'last line of defense' protecting this world."

“This incident is of great importance; ‘they’ should have been mobilized long ago.”

"Now, all we need to do is wait..."

The old man's words came to an abrupt end.

Then, on his aged face, a look of astonishment appeared, a look that had not been seen for a thousand years.

"!"

The 'old god' sitting on the altar would instinctively stand up when he turned his head to look in the southeast direction.

But in the end, He did not leave His seat or leave this 'altar'.

However, they still refused to look away from the brilliance that mortals could not perceive.

At the same time...

"You really used it."

The Goddess of Beauty, who remained on the second floor of the 'Abundant Mistress' tavern and was well protected by her former guild leader, naturally had eyes that could see directly into the essence of the soul, making it easier for her to capture the radiance that shot straight to the sky.

Its color is gold, more dazzling than anything else.

Its appearance even caused the monster that was rampaging inside Orario to be stunned for a long time.

This is the first time it has 'stopped' its actions.

Before this, he had already torn apart the arm of the [Fierce Warrior], broken the spear of the [Hero], and even after the [Sword Maiden] went berserk, she was still no match for him and fell into a complete coma...

At this moment, the monster's claws were only inches away from the forehead of the blonde, golden-eyed girl who had fought it last.

"Damn it..."

The werewolf youths nearby, who were also severely injured, could not see the golden glow in the sky.

He lacked divine vision and didn't know why the monster had suddenly stopped.

However, if the other party continues to attack, Ais will definitely die on the spot.

Bert wanted to do something.

But facing that monster that even the 'wild boar bastard' couldn't defeat... he gritted his teeth, and no matter how unwilling he was, he subconsciously recalled his 'weak' experience from many years ago.

His own people, relatives, sister, childhood sweetheart... were all killed by a monster that suddenly attacked.

That day was just like today.

It's been so long already.

I've clearly become stronger.

His former enemy (the monster) was also killed by his own hands.

but why……

Is that scene from the past about to repeat itself today?

I can't do anything myself.

"Damn it!"

My throat feels like it's being torn apart.

Bert wanted to drag his badly injured body and do something.

His expression grew increasingly ferocious.

Even the lightning bolt-shaped tattoo began to distort.

Sudden……

"Om~"

Space seemed to distort slightly.

The screams of agony all around were incessant.

But it seemed that for that one moment, the whole world fell silent.

Even...

"Pfft~"

The monster's body was split in two.

The sounds of carapace shattering and blood splattering seemed to come a beat late.

Bert's instincts, stemming from his wild (werewolf) nature, allowed him to subconsciously shift his gaze and pinpoint the location, even though he couldn't keep up with the speed.

That was the figure of a burly man who had somehow appeared beside that 'wild boar bastard,' holding a giant sword in one hand.

He didn't even bother to look at the monster behind him that had been split in two. He was hidden in a tattered hooded robe, and with the wind blowing, one could vaguely see that he was also one-armed.