The treasure thieves of Teyvat rob Shenhe

"So handsome! As expected of Ying!" Paimon's eyes were starry.

The lady snorted coldly. The traveler's current appearance reminded her of the young master. They both like to transform, right?

"It's just a futile struggle."

The lady raised a wave of cold wind, and the temperature dropped again. Except for her and General Lei Dian, everyone's clothes and hair were covered with frost and snow, and the trees were dry and turned into ice.

Paimon and Lamia trembled, and Shenhe had a blank expression.

And we are in the Rock Dragon Armor, deep in the center of the cold wind, trudging forward unswervingly. The hail and the strong wind cannot stop her steps. Every step she takes, the collision of the armors makes an intoxicating clicking sound.

The Rock Dragon Armor not only relies on rock elements, but also thunder and wind. The power of thunder and lightning is similar to that of fire, which is scorching. The warmth under the armor is whirring. She feels that after the armor is combined, she is full of strength, strong and powerful! Strong and powerful!

Invincible!

The fierce ice spikes shot towards Ying. Ying waved her hand to break the ice spikes and used her elbow to smash the Ice Puppet Knight.

No one can shake the Rock Dragon Armor from victory.

The weight of the rock is reassuring.

The lady's face darkened, and she released the Eternal Mist, trying to penetrate the gaps in the rock dragon's armor.

Useless.

Useless.

"In that case..."

The lady opened her arms, and the ice element condensed into a snow wolf, which was huge in size and occupied a quarter of the volume of the main hall.

The snowfield ice wolf pounced on the rock dragon armor.

"Double Sword Style. Wind and Thunder Dancing Slash!" Ying shouted, saying the name she had randomly made up.

The wolf's fangs bit into the rock armor without breaking through the defense, while the two giant lightsabers cut at high speed, chopped the ice wolf into small pieces in the blink of an eye.

Ying shook her head.

From the battle between Yunjin and Osel, Yingming realized a truth: human power has its limits. To overcome suffering, one must be sacred and romantic, and must adopt a brand new attitude, that is - Armor Hero!

……

Ying arrived in front of the lady.

The Sword of Zephyr was not strong enough to withstand the great battle of Armor Hero and was destroyed by the Lady, but it didn't matter, she could take out the enemy with her fists.

Ying embraces the rock element, and the rock is an extension of her hands and feet, so it is normal for her to add insoles to increase her height.

This made the man in Rock Dragon Armor taller than the lady. Ying looked down at the domineering lady, shook his right wrist actively, and said in a deep voice.

"Madam, accept the punishment of the Rock Dragon Armor!"

"What a joke!"

The lady's defense was broken. How could she lose to such a trivial thing? She grabbed the more solid icicle and slashed at Ying.

Ying chose to defend this time and fought against the lady with the Purple Lightning Humus Sword.

Master, you have taught me everything I have learned, and now is the time to test it.

The situation changed, and now it was Ying who showed ease, she easily resolved the lady's defense-breaking attack.

However, Ying discovered that the lady knew some swordsmanship, and it looked familiar, very similar to the swordsmanship of the Knights of Favonius.

Could it be that the lady secretly learned it for a period of time when she was stationed in Mond?

Ying suppressed this insignificant doubt, shouted loudly, and with the solid rock set in his right hand, he broke the lady's ice sword in half. Then he gathered his energy into his dantian, exerted force from his waist, and punched the lady's soft abdomen.

"vomit-"

A painful expression appeared on the lady's sharp and beautiful face, and blood foam spurted out. She couldn't help but cover her abdomen and half-knelt in front of Ying.

Ying did not lose vigilance or relax. It is better to use the remaining courage to pursue the enemy rather than seek fame by imitating the tyrant.

He retracted his fist, gathered strength again, and swung it hard towards the lady's...evil eye.

Ying knows that the lady's ability to control ice comes from the evil eye. In that case, destroy it and make the lady lose her fighting power.

Seeing this, Lin Ye, who was hiding in the dark, thought that it was all due to insufficient intelligence.

The evil eye shattered with a bang.

"You actually..." the lady said reluctantly.

"It's good to smash something that can cause great harm to people." Ying said coolly.

Then, she saw the lady looking up with cold sweat on her face due to pain, and she had a complicated expression on her face.

It was like a sneer, like self-mockery, and also... nostalgia.

fire.

The fire that burns the body.

The blood in the body had long evaporated, and what flowed in the blood vessels was liquid fire, molten iron-like sorrow and anger.

The fair skin was burned into black ashes by the hellfire, the lady's beautiful face was shattered, her makeup was distorted, and the mourning crown turned into a scarlet mask, covering her eyes that were shedding tears and blood.

An elegant long dress burned and reappeared, woven with red smoky flames, and countless hellfire butterflies surrounded the lady.

In the unknown and deserted wilderness, flowers bloom for her, birds stay for her, and beautiful butterflies are her desperate singing.

The Burning Witch of Flame——Rosalin Cruzshika Erofat.

She returns to the human world in a manner that the world fears and despises.

Ying: Meow?

"The pale fire has melted the ice. Be my witness. I will burn your soul in the flames of sin and punishment."

Rosalin stretched out her arms, along with the red feathers of the two butterflies behind her. Her voice was filled with death and loneliness.

"Wow! What kind of monster is this!" Paimon exclaimed.

The temperature rose rapidly, the ice melted, but the water was not retained and was evaporated by the scorching flames, causing ripples in the space.

Lamia put the Shadow Wolf Pill down again.

It's just too hot.

Shen He took out the talisman for dispelling the summer heat and handed it to everyone.

Before the lady transformed into the second stage, Ying quickly retreated to a distance of fifty meters. She watched the lady gently lift off the ground and fly at a low altitude, her brain rapidly thinking about how to deal with this terrifying witch in front of her.

People are accustomed to calling terrifying women witches.

Like Sorolla and Rosaline, they are not members of the Witch Society, but they are also called witches in history.

Witches, the world has given them special gifts, allowing them to have unique talents and abilities.

But this gift was too heavy, making his fate miserable and unfortunate.

The Witch of Gun was stabbed in the back by her apprentice and fell alone in a deserted alley.

Rosalin lost everything she was promised because of the death of her lover. The people she cherished, the past years, and the bright future were all shattered.

From the remaining smoke and ashes, the Witch of Fire was born. She used fire to extinguish all the pain and sadly accepted her fate with fire.

"The burning pain of nostalgia, the... despair of nostalgia."

Rosaline endured the pain of burning her body all the time. At first, she cried and screamed in pain, but gradually she got used to the burning pain. She dreamed of using this flame to burn all the monsters in the world, even though she was feared, rejected and cursed as a witch by the people in her hometown.

The wings of the Scorching Witch flapped gently, surrounded by red butterflies and red lotuses, which gathered with the smoke and black ashes to form a storm, rolling towards Ying, turning everything in its path into burnt earth.

Ying knew that objects expand when heated and contract when cooled. The Rock Dragon Armor had previously endured the frost storm, and now it was encountering the fire storm. It would definitely not be able to withstand it and would explode!

After removing the rock dragon armor, Ying used the wind and thunder to dodge in a panic.

However, Ying had an illusion that the lady was also in pain, and she did not enjoy the joy of being injured and broken.

why?

Rosalin summoned the falling tongues of fire to burn the castle tower, and roamed the land as in the past, spreading flames.

"What should I do?" Paimeng was at a loss. She looked at Ying who was hiding here and there with heartache, afraid that she would be cooked.

Shen He looked at General Lei Dian, but the other party remained unmoved.

Lamia wanted to use Rage to extinguish the flames, but General Thunder looked at her... Lamia stood obediently behind Shen He.

A duel before the emperor is a fight to the death between two people, cruel and solemn. No one can stop it, and no one should stop it.

Ying knew that she would surely lose if she continued to waste time, so she turned sideways and rushed towards the lady. When her sword touched the lady's body, she felt an unreal feeling of cutting through flames.

At the same time, maybe because he stayed in the sea of fire for too long, the lack of oxygen caused him to feel dizzy, Ying felt confused and had hallucinations.

The Blazing Witch before her eyes was rising with black smoke and ashes, dancing alone in the burning world, heading towards her end alone.

The lady in front of me is so beautiful and her singing voice is sweet. Compared to the seductiveness of Siren, she is so gentle, bright and warm like fire.

Bringing destruction like fire, gnawing at the world she hated.

Rosalyn's heart burned with an eternal fire, which drove her to release endless flames until the eternal fire burned her heart to ashes and the liquid fire flowing in her body was extinguished.

"Be careful!!" Paimon shouted.

Ying came to her senses and barely avoided the lady's whipping, but her cheek was scratched and immediately burned, causing a burning pain.

Has the lady been suffering from this pain?

Ying couldn't understand why the angry lady was sad and desperate. It was clearly a battle of life and death, but Ying couldn't control her own wild thoughts.

In the eyes of another descender, Ying's body was faintly glowing, which was the power of wishes that was about to awaken.

Up to now, in front of Rosaline who had a persistent wish, Ying touched the [Wish].

Then give her a hand.

Also to help...Ms.

...Ying suddenly felt an extra force in her body. No, it had always been there, but it was hard to detect.

I heard the voices of many people in my ears. They were the voices and wishes of the Inazuma people along the way.

Wishes transcend time and space, cannot be erased by history, and are the things of hope hidden at the end of darkness.

A dazzling light suddenly burst out from behind Ying, cyan, purple, red, blue... seven colors shining like the sun. Her golden eyes were even more holy, like a god on earth, downloading all living things and reaching up to the sky.

"I will... respond!" Ying said loudly.

Seeing this through the general's perspective, Lei Diandian fell silent.

With the power of wishes, Ying's strength increased. She rushed through the raging black embers and rushed to Rosaline, wielding the Humus Sword and piercing her heart.

At this moment, unparalleled brilliance engulfed the castle tower.

……

The evil eye is the Winter Queen's [watch] on Rosaline. If the Wind God cannot help her, then the gentle Ice God is willing to give the witch who has shed all her tears a home and a reason to live.

The Burning Witch of Flame had a wish. This wish was so grand and so unrealistic, but Rosaline still stubbornly insisted on her - [delusion].

Create a country that is forever pure and flawless, and meet him.

……

Rosalin Kruschika Elofat, trudged alone in the deserted wilderness, like a pilgrim, like a prisoner heading towards suffering.

Her loneliness and despair could not be shared or stopped, just as the flames all over her body could not be extinguished and the oil and ashes covering her corpse could not be washed away.

Starlight and shadow.

Black smoke and ashes.

She only remembered her anger and the death of her lover.

The giant black dragon fell on the white snow mountain. The lover's body was buried under the glacier and returned to the earth along with the poisonous blood.

Then, the destination of her solo journey is also the snow-white and icy mountain range, where she will sleep forever, be buried with her lover, and silently wait for the end of her life.

…The witch finally arrived at the snow-white place.

Pure white.

No disputes, no deaths.

"Long time no see. You're here."