Arknights, are you a good person?

Ya was quite smart. Although she had spent a short time in Yan Country, she knew that the Sui Beast had split into twelve pieces, and she had a general understanding of the abilities of each one, including the one that returned after death.

Ya knows a lot of information.

For example, the eleventh fragment, Xi, inherited Sui Zuixu's painting method. The world she created shattered at the slightest touch and could not withstand too strong a storm.

Ya's action this time was an attempt to cut through this seemingly powerful world with a sword, and to destroy Qi Yuan's prestige before being killed.

Even if I can't kill Qi Yuan, it would be good to disgust him.

The giant beast that was invincible in the world, thought about such funny things before he was about to die. Qi Yuan sighed and felt a little sad when he noticed Ya's expression.

He was unmoved.

The small characters written in ink did not clash with Ya's peach blossom sword energy, but fell like rain, blending into the world silently, moistening everything silently.

Ya's sword slashed into the sky without any hindrance.

The clouds painted in ink turned over and over, but other than that, there was no change. The sword was like pouring a basin of water into a river. Apart from causing ripples, it did not cause any harm.

"..."

"There's something fishy about your power."

"During the time when you were away from Yan Country, I took the time to defeat Sui who was trying to cause trouble, and took back the power that he had taken away many years ago."

Qi Yuan said calmly, and added:

"That's all."

"This is impossible!"

Another sword energy that could cut through time and space shot out, carrying the fragrance of peach blossoms. Qi Yuan no longer held back, and wrote with divine power. The power of heaven and earth flowed, and he took the sword energy steadily.

Thunder and lightning, strong winds, and great floods.

Without any tricks, just relying on these few moves, Qi Yuan and Ya fought evenly.

"Yes, it seems you have made some progress."

"With a seriously injured and dying body, it's impossible for him to make any progress. But you, instead of showing your true strength, have been playing house. Do you simply want to humiliate me?"

Ya did not appreciate it at all and shouted loudly:

“Let’s finish it!”

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Qi Yuan's words were translated faithfully to everyone by Yinhui, without any exaggeration, because there was really no room for exaggeration.

"how……"

The Great Elder subconsciously held his forehead with his hand, but forgot that his hand had been broken and gasped in pain.

"hiss--"

"What the Great Elder means is, how credible are the other party's words?" Saint Enya was quick-witted and quick-handed, fearing that the Great Elder would be frightened, so she walked forward and grabbed the Great Elder's severed hand.

"..."

The Great Elder was sweating profusely in a physical sense once again.

"The reasons can be faked, but the actual battle situation cannot be faked. The fact is that Da Yan came from afar, but he alone was able to fight the Lord God to a draw."

"..."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other in silence.

It is hard to imagine how much impact such a scene would have on a country that is still delving into religion.

It is like a primitive man looking up at the sky and encountering an unprecedented natural disaster.

Comparable to a nuclear bomb.

The two representatives of the Brontao family shook their squirrel tails nervously. The patriarch of the Perlochi family suddenly looked ashen. The sense of nothingness after everything was shattered could be felt even through his messy and thick beard.

He pulled out a bottle of distilled liquor from somewhere.

After drinking the wine, the patriarch of the Perlochi family suddenly had a look of false calmness on his face.

"Hiccup~"

Silver Gray turned around and looked at the Great Elder with burning eyes: "With so many people dragged in, today's events can't be concealed at all. Has the Great Elder thought about what to do next?"

In addition to the representatives of the three major families and the Manshu Monastery, there were more than 30 young people around at the time. They were all in the painting at the moment. They all had dull eyes and sat on the ground helplessly.

I have many thoughts.

Another holy mountain that they had worshipped for months was taken over by people from other countries?

It’s not enough to attack, but you have to chase and kill. The leader of the other side is holding a sword and fighting with the Lord God to a standstill?

So what exactly is the belief that they have been adhering to since childhood?

Countless thoughts will erupt in the minds of countless people, as if a kick was given to a machine that has been stagnant for a long time, and it would not be surprising what kind of thoughts would erupt.

At this critical moment, using the authority that Manshu Monastery had cultivated over a long period of time, he strictly prohibited the spread of this matter?

Not very realistic.

Against the backdrop of the collapse of faith, the majesty of Manshu Monastery has no value at all. Instead, it seems like a joke, and those who believe in it are the most foolish.

"Don't panic."

The elder's voice was as hoarse as two pieces of iron rubbing against each other: "Lord Yelagund hasn't made a move yet. Since the new Holy Mountain can fight on equal terms with others, then..."

"You really don't give up."

Among the many people who opposed progress, the Great Elder was the most stubborn and was tortured the most severely.

586: Yelagund turns for you

The Great Elder seemed to have never thought that, although Qi Yuan seemingly destroyed the existence they regarded as a god with his own strength, if the immortal city behind him was also taken into account, his combat power would soar again.

I have never thought about how many such slowly moving fortresses there are in Dayan.

Perhaps the Great Elder had thought about it, but was denied by his stubborn heart. This denial was completely instinctive, and even the Great Elder himself was not aware of it.

This is also a kind of sadness.

Qi Yuan shook his head slightly and looked back at the top of the city wall. Yelagund nodded and looked embarrassed again.

"Why is this person so stubborn?"

Xi frowned and turned to look at Yelagund: "Are you ready?"

"All right……"

As soon as he finished speaking, half of the sky in the world in the painting suddenly became transparent. Kjerag's clear sky was projected into this world, along with the shadows of the snow-capped mountains.

"It's Lord Yelagund's figure!"

The great elder was immediately encouraged, and even those frustrated young people suddenly perked up at this moment, as if hope was still there, and they all found their backbone again.

The chief of the Perrochi clan couldn't help but exert a little force, and the glass bottle of wine shattered instantly.

Revealing a corner of the real sky is certainly not to boost the morale of the enemy.

Under the gaze of everyone on the city wall, Yelagund's face turned red, he clenched his fists, and began to slowly exert force. This approach was too advanced for a young giant beast.

"Don't be impatient, take your time." Zhongyue gently encouraged the younger generation.

"..."

After a while, the Kjerag people, who had just shown signs of being encouraged, suddenly burst into an incredible wail, and their hopes were shattered again.

Rumble~

The snow mountain is turning!

Although He moved extremely slowly, trying hard to prevent even a bit of snow and rubble from falling and hitting anyone, He still slowly turned around, revealing the cliff that had been hidden behind Him.

The loving Yelagund, the almighty Yelagund, turned his back on the believers in the face of this disaster.

"He...can't bear to see our miserable state!"

"Lord Yelagund can do nothing but close his eyes and wait for it all to be over!"

All hopes turned into bubbles, the dead silence turned into unsolvable madness, some people raised their hands, ran around, and shouted "Your Majesty" in Yan Guoyu in unison, and some even shouted Qi Yuan's name. To them, this existence who was sacrificed as soon as he appeared was also incomparably great.

Crazy, completely crazy.

The Great Elder's hands dropped down, and he sat down on the ground helplessly.

"Ugh."

Saint Enya took the opportunity to stand with SilverAsh, and their two thick snow leopard tails shook in the same frequency. When there was a problem with the faith itself, no one cared to do anything.

"Enya."

"If you want to take this opportunity to apologize, take it back as soon as possible, Enciadis Shivaash." Enya called her brother's full name with a stern face, "I will not accept your apology for emotional and logical reasons."

"As it should be."

Silvergray nodded, agreeing very much.

Everyone else was running around with their arms flailing and uttering chaotic nonsense. The only ones who were not affected at the scene were probably the brother and sister who disliked each other.

"Why aren't you afraid at all?" SilverAsh asked.

"Because I don't want to be a saint at all, don't you understand that?" Enya answered seriously.

She was even a little happy now.

The scene was in great chaos. The Great Elder knelt on the ground like a frustrated man who had deserted from the battlefield. Naturally, he had no energy to care about these outrageous remarks. Enya held the Holy Bell, thought for a while, and finally held it in her arms.

Although I don’t want to be a saint, ringing bells is still fun.

Two different things.

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The people below were watching the battle between gods above. Qi Yuan stretched out his sword into the void. Countless small characters twisted and deformed like snakes and merged into the void. The ink-colored sky suddenly trembled.

"It's as loud as thunder, as big as the moon, and as bright as fire."

Huge stars fell down, leaving burning trails behind. They were all meteorites falling from the sky.

"bring it on."

The peach blossom sword energy flashed and disappeared, and Ya was unable to catch all the meteorites. Broken stars fell on her body. Her face turned pale again and she coughed out a mouthful of bright red blood.

"It's actually true... This really wasn't something you cultivated?"

Ya didn't care about his injuries, but was carefully trying to comprehend the power contained in this move and analyzing it carefully. His face changed drastically in an instant, with ecstasy and astonishment coexisting, and in the end, only endless complexity remained.

"of course not."

“No matter how talented a person is, he cannot imagine something he has never seen. I am 30 years old and I am still alive and kicking. I can still write with the power of God. This is the final result.”

"..."

Ya was silent for a long time, but the fight continued. Communication and thinking did not ease the current situation where power was flying around.

But her expression underwent complex changes.

"Is it all true?"

After a long silence, Ya suddenly seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and asked Qi Yuan out of the blue: "Did that guy tell you why he did that in the first place?"

"Because it's fun, because I'm bored."

Qi Yuan gave a simple answer: "After you escaped, when he was dying, all he had left was the obsession to survive and seek revenge. The rest turned into fragments and existed independently."

"..."

"Did He tell you this in person?"

"What I encountered was my 6-year-old self. He was driven by instinct and had low intelligence. Even his external incarnation was just a child under ten years old, talking only about revenge."

Qi Yuan did not give a direct answer, but instead stated another fact, allowing Ya to digest this information.

"As it should be."

Ya snorted indifferently, stretched out his hand and drew his sword, which collided with the strong wind between heaven and earth. The space where it was located was carefully cut out by Ya and thrown into another world.