Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

Although he had some understanding of his former sworn brother's identity, he actually didn't know much about him.

This meant that even though Diluc knew some of the facts about Albury after hearing Kaeya's answer, he still couldn't fully understand the will expressed in Kaeya's words.

I just don't know why, when I heard my sworn brother say that he would give me the chance to witness the despair he was about to see.

This gave him a bad feeling. Before he could figure out what Kaiya meant, the following demonstration by the figure of the abyss mage began.

It was as if he had been told something that shocked him even more than the betrayal of his sworn brother in Mondstadt.

As the Abyss Mage cast his spell, the Abyss Gate behind Kaeya, which had been slowly opening, began to gather with an incredibly dense 'Abyss' aura, forming a dark doorway as deep as the starry sky.

The moment the door opened, countless hideous monsters clad in armor, still retaining their inhuman forms, and abominable humanoids with burning golden eyes appeared.

And so he stepped through that door and onto this land, just like those hideous monsters he had seen on that rainy night years ago, evoking the deepest and most unforgettable memories in Diluc's heart.

He could never be wrong, nor could he possibly be wrong, even if everyone had completely forgotten about it.

Diluc also felt that it was impossible for him to forget or misremember the figures of those monsters. In those countless days and nights, he had tried his best to completely memorize the twisted monsters' appearances.

Just as Diluc was completely stunned, the figures of the monsters pouring in from the door were far from all of them. Then, an even more powerful aura appeared within everyone's perception range.

This made even the others realize that an even more powerful monster was about to appear.

Having personally experienced that rainy night, Diluc realized that if the monsters emerging from the doors were those twisted, abominable humanoids, then there was an even more powerful monster and a twisted being.

It could only be that pitch-black fear that he had faced directly, that nightmare that haunted him alone on that rainy night.

Seemingly realizing this, shortly after, just as that figure was about to pass through the door and arrive on this land, Kaeya, who was standing in front of the door to the abyss, bypassed the door.

He stepped aside from the doorway, seemingly making way for the monster that was about to emerge from it.

After stepping aside, Kaeya stared at Diluc's figure and took a deep breath.

"Then Diluc, prepare for your despair."

As Kaeya uttered these words, the monster within the abyss's gates burst through, revealing its incredibly ferocious limbs with alien-like claws and teeth.

The monstrous dragon head, twisted in a terrifying and abhorrent posture, undoubtedly speaks of the monster's form before us, its terrifying and imposing aura radiating unparalleled power.

Just standing in front of that terrifying, twisted monster gives one a suffocating feeling.

An inexplicable sense of oppression suddenly pressed down on everyone, making it hard to breathe.

Just one glance at those terrifying, crescent-shaped giant eyes was enough to understand just how powerful and incredible this monstrous creature with its horrifyingly twisted form truly was.

That was not the form that a naturally born creature should have, but rather it was distorted into this shape by some external force, transforming into such a terrifying, twisted monster.

Just like the shadow I saw that rainy night, there is no doubt that this is it—

"Dragon, Usa."

The moment that name was uttered, it brought back every detail of that rainy night for Diluc.

But none of this could compare to that figure clad in armor, with monstrous scales.

At that moment, Diluc saw the knight riding the terrifying dragon atop the twisted, abominable dragon-shaped monster, and he suddenly realized why the other party called this his true despair.

That was none other than what he had been searching for day and night, something he dared not forget.

The person who taught him everything he believed and held firm to from his earliest childhood.

The one who once told him that the world would not let down those who hold onto their beliefs.

But what he saw before him was telling him that what he believed in was now completely contrary to his beliefs.

Diluc, staring at the figure, was speechless with shock.

"Father……!"

Yes, that figure of a knight accompanying the dragon was none other than...

It was the father that Diluc had been searching for for so long, but after seeing everything that contradicted everything he knew, Diluc could sense it as he gazed at that figure.

At this moment, a crack appeared in some of the expectations and ideals he believed in and cherished.

Chapter 185 I Have Transformed into a Thousand Winds (4k)

The war between the wind and the Fool has begun.

The loser will become the embers of war, while the winner will seize the "Heart of God," which represents the laws of the Teyvat world, and achieve the Fool's goal.

That wind is the gentle wind that sings the praises of the poems, but that does not mean that the wind god who rules the world is a weak being. Even if he has not ruled Mondstadt for a thousand years, he is still the most terrifying wind in this world.

He is the king of all the winds in this world, the king of the winds who rules over the world.

That breeze can both disperse the snow and bring warmth, and it can also be enough to blow everything away and turn it into a storm that destroys everything. Even a thousand mountains frozen by snow and wind will be obliterated in the face of the wind god who rules the world.

Like a scene from a myth, the King of Wind in the mortal world has once again unleashed a storm powerful enough to destroy everything.

Just like the storm blown by the lone king of the "Tornado Demon God" tower who ruled this land during the war of demon gods a thousand years ago, it could grind away and pulverize all ice, snow and mountains.

Even on distant battlefields, one can see the storms that rise from the frozen, icy plains; such massive storms cannot be hidden.

Faced with this power, nothing can guarantee that it will not be worn down by the influence of this wind.

From any perspective, this is an unequal war. Even though the Fool has long stood at the pinnacle of humanity, his body still cannot withstand the erosion of the wind.