I traveled through Genshin Impact, and there was a chat group.

“Mr. Morax, it’s been a long time since we last met. How about we take a stroll around Sumeru City together?”

Zhongli turned to look at the Great Tree King, and was about to refuse when the sound of the portal opening rang out. Sivir flew away like the wind!

Zhongli paused for a moment.

He focused his gaze on the Great Tree King, who simply smiled apologetically.

Do you know what kind of thing you just let go?!

at the same time.

Deep in the Sumeru Desert.

Dotole strolled through the yellow sand, then stood in front of a reflective piece of equipment and slowly squatted down.

Dotore skillfully dug out the Red King's mechanism.

"The material doesn't wear out much, which is good; it's usable."

Dotole muttered something, sat cross-legged on the spot, and disassembled the mechanism.

"Have you been having a really bad time lately?"

A voice rang out from not far away, and Dotore's body stiffened abruptly.

But only for a moment, and then he continued to disassemble the equipment in front of him on his own.

"It's not too bad. At least the Fools still recognize me as their executor."

is it?

Sivir was somewhat surprised.

Even after all this, Dottore still hasn't left the Fatui?

He walked over to Dotole and sat down with him in the yellow sand.

"What, my dear... junior, did you come to see me just to check on how I've been lately?"

"Junior?"

Sivir shook his head and chuckled, patting Dotore on the shoulder as if he were a friend of Dotore's.

"Dude, you're a Great Sage now, you should start calling me Great Sage!"

Dotole shook his head and chuckled.

"Great Sage, haha."

"The Great Sage who fought his way up?"

Sivir rolled her eyes.

"Never mind how I got up there, just tell me if I'm a great sage or not!"

Dotole didn't deny it, but simply held the part in his hand and looked up at the yellow sand.

"...Perhaps Zandik should have used the Sumeru weapon like you did back then."

"Oh, no, Zandik didn't have the same reputation as you back then."

That's fine.

The atmosphere between the two was not tense at the moment; on the contrary, it was quite harmonious.

"Speaking of which, aren't you going to run away?"

Sivir glanced at Dotore, who sat beside her as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

Dotole chuckled for a moment.

"run?"

"Do you think you can escape by running away?"

"The moment I heard your voice, I was kicked out of the slice network by the rest of the slices."

"Just as the slices once united to abandon Zandik."

"I have already been abandoned by the rest of the slices."

A look of surprise flashed in Sivir's eyes.

"Zandik...has been abandoned?"

Dotole put down the parts in his hand, his gaze distant, as if he were recalling something.

“That’s right, Zandik fell down in front of that 85-year-old’s lab table.”

“He pleaded with us for help, but we ignored him and let him die in front of that lab table.”

"Finally, we joined forces to dissect him."

"After all, whether it's Zandik or Dotore, we are just such selfish people."

Sivir clicked her tongue.

interesting.

"So, what about you, Mr. Sivir?"

"Coming to my side...it can't really be just to catch up with old friends, can it?"

Sivir smiled.

"Dude, I'm actually here to give you a gift. It's just a matter of whether you can accept it."

Gift?

A look of surprise flashed across Dottore's eyes. He turned to look at Sivir, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Sivir continued speaking, and a gray Philosopher's Stone slowly appeared in his palm, enveloped in a layer of golden light.

"Moreover, this gift is unique and only available to you."

Dotole sensed the danger lurking in the gift.

This is not a gift.

It's a death warrant.

Sivir chuckled.

"So, do you like this gift?"

To be honest, this slice doesn't want to die yet.

But it seems there's no other way.

Dotore looked at the Philosopher's Stone, which had compressed the Yomi Slash, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"If I say I don't like it..."

"I will still give it to you."

Sivir gave a very serious reply.

Clearly, Dotole had no right to refuse.

Dotore laughed, pushed himself up from the yellow sand, and bowed to Sivir.

“Great Sage, then I… will gladly accept it.”

Dotore's body suddenly flew into the air, and the Red King's technological achievements appeared behind him!

A desperate man has nowhere to retreat; all Dotole can do now is fight with all his might.

Sivir let out a long sigh and casually tossed the Philosopher's Stone away.

The protective power that held the Philosopher's Stone within it quietly shattered.

In an instant, the world lost its color!

A crimson blade of light erupted from the Philosopher's Stone, enveloping the surrounding void!

Dotore in the sky smiled with relief and vanished into nothingness in the blink of an eye!

The blade's momentum remained undiminished, tearing apart the illusory sky and hurtling towards the sea of ​​stars!

Sivir raised her hand and waved gently.

The black and white world regained its color.

But the shattered, false sky could never be closed again.

Sivir gazed at Sky Island, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

What about the three leaders?

Get out there and get to work!

The false heavens have been restored!

Chapter 278 Sivir: I can't believe I had the confidence to count on you.

Skye Island

Naberis and Ronava looked at Ishtar, whose face now showed none of the previous languid expression.

She looked at the torn, illusory sky with a sense of helplessness.

"My dear Istaru, can't it be repaired?"

Naberis smiled and sat down next to Ishtar, gently patting her back.

Istaru simply winked at Naberius.

"This should have been Asmodé's job."

So it's okay if it can't be repaired.

Rona offered a word of comfort, but a hint of a smile lingered in her eyes.

Istaru looked toward Ronava, then slowly closed her eyes, a hint of helplessness on her face.

"So, you two would rather stand by my side and watch me make a fool of myself than lend a hand?"