Still playing traditional Genshin Impact?

"Foolish Tengu, stay with me!" The soldier stretched out his hand and several lightning bolts shot out into the sky.

However, Jiujo Sara used Tengu's cursed thunder to block part of it. Xie Yan moved his mind and several swords appeared in the void behind him. Then they shot out like arrows and blocked the scattered soldiers' lightning strikes in mid-air.

The scattered soldiers' attention was now focused on Xie Yan.

He was dressed like an ordinary Inazuma samurai, and apart from his handsome appearance, there was nothing special about him. However, his determined eyes made Sanbing feel a little disgusted.

Justice? Unyielding? When death really comes, what kind of ugly behavior will you show?

He looked Xie Yan up and down with his deep blue eyes, and asked in a calm tone: "Did you defeat the lady, or are you the successor of the Five Lightning Transmissions?"

With the idea of ​​delaying as much as possible and regaining some energy, Xie Yan nodded: "I am indeed your father, what's wrong?"

Sanbing's expression became even gloomier, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What a coincidence, I have a feud with the Thunder Five. Since you appear in front of me, I can only treat you well."

He raised his palm, and another purple lightning flashed across the air.

Xie Yan's heart was filled with warnings. The fatal sense of crisis made him subconsciously move quickly to the left and narrowly avoid the attack.

But the next second, several lightning bolts shot out from the void, forcing Xie Yan to continue retreating and come to the beach near the coast from the pit.

Along the way, Xinyan could only play the role of passive evasion, and there was no hope of breaking the deadlock... This feeling of being suppressed reminded him of Yae Shenzi, and the strength of the scattered soldiers was indeed close to her.

The scattered soldiers were surprised at Xie Yan's sharp judgment, but chasing after a descendant of the Five Traditions of Thunder and Lightning in this way ignited the joy of revenge in his long-dormant heart.

"Very well, that's it, little mouse, I want to see how far you can run."

33 Get out of here, third-rate actor!

The next second, more purple lightning spread out from the void behind the scattered soldiers, condensing into a huge palm and slapping Xie Yan hard.

"The blazing sky covers seven rings!"

Xie Yan had adjusted his position to the edge before the attack came. Even so, the oncoming thunder palm still made him feel extremely threatened. He could only stretch out his left hand to project a petal shield to block it in front of him.

The Thunder Palm came down with a loud bang, and a deafening roar suddenly broke out. The four petal shields shattered into purple powder again. Xie Yan was thrown out by the shock wave again. His body rolled on the beach several times, and finally plowed a long track before stopping.

Even though his physique has surpassed that of ordinary people, his injuries are inevitably aggravated at this time. If he continues to fight with the scattered soldiers like this, Xie Yan will probably be killed.

"Keep running and entertain me with your fear and despair, little mouse." The Skirmisher walked towards him leisurely.

At this time, the Nine-Jo Sara should have gone far away. Xie Yan did not intend to passively counter the moves anymore. He adjusted the angle of the petal shield in advance when the next lightning fell, and then used the impact force to fly into the air and hook the Lei Ji above.

Just as he was preparing to leave with the help of Lei Ji, Sanbing also caught hold of Lei Ji's trace and appeared behind Xie Yan like a shadow.

Xie Yan drew his sword, but Sanbing was faster. He waved his hand lightly, and a purple beam of lightning rose from the ground, forcing Xie Yan to dodge to the side.

Falling from mid-air, Xie Yan used his sword as support to dissipate force on the ground, drew a gully and retreated more than ten meters. He finally realized that San Bing was going to fight him to death. His identity as the Fifth Transmission of Thunder and Lightning made San Bing hate him to the maximum.

"You don't want to let your father go, right..." Xie Yan pulled out his sword from the sand. From being hit by a powerful attack at the beginning to being chased and blocked later, the anger accumulated in his heart had reached its peak.

Even though he knew there was a gap in strength between them, he was still so angry that the ruthlessness in his heart also came up... Now, even if Xie Yan could run, he would not run.

Do you really think you are a god who is high above everyone else? Do you think you are invincible?

Not to mention that you don’t have the Heart of God yet. Even if you have the Heart of God, mechas, and the knowledge of God, so what?

The Heart of God was obtained through deception, the mecha was built by the great sage and the doctor, and the knowledge was extracted from others. Which of the divine powers that you are proud of is your own?

But his resistance made Sanbing suddenly cover his face and burst into laughter: "Haha, mortal, you really made me laugh. Oh, I heard from the lady that you still want to solve the problem of Inazuma by yourself?"

Xie Yan did not answer. Sanbing's laughter actually gave him time to read the skills.

trace, on!

"To be honest, your performance was really wonderful. Decades? Or hundreds of years? I haven't been so happy in a long time. Do you really know what kind of enemies you will have to face if you want to change Inazuma?" Sanbing's tone became more and more cheerful. He was looking forward to seeing the despair of the young samurai's collapsed faith after telling the truth.

During these long years, he had seen countless human beings. Most of them would behave in an ugly and servile manner and promise him everything when faced with the crisis of death. Xie Yan might be one of those who were not afraid of death, but when dealing with such a person, once his faith was destroyed, the despair that would be brought about would be even more pleasant.

This irrepressible joy made Sanbing deliberately lengthen his tone: "As a reward, I will be merciful and let you know the truth. The Fatui plotted against Inazuma because I told them that the god Inazuma believes in is now just a set puppet, and the one who could have stopped the Eye Hunting Order and stopped the war... is the Thunder General you truly believe in."

"So what? Do you still want to save Inazuma? Do you dare to draw your sword against her? Face the reality. You can do nothing in front of the gods!"

"Are you done? Just because you can't do it yourself, you think others can't do it either? You and the lady are both equally boring!"

When asked again if he dared to draw his sword against the gods, he couldn't give an answer last time, but this time...

A series of immersive scenes quickly emerged in my mind: the 12 great labors accomplished by Hercules, and the final scene in which he held his child and cried bitterly.

The crisp sound of bullets being loaded rang in my mind.

trigger, off (projection loading)

A huge pitch-black axe sword took shape in his hands. Although he felt unbearable pain all over his body and even in his skull, as if his whole body would fall apart in the next second, Xie Yan was so ruthless at this moment that he would not stop even if the person in front of him was the Ice God, let alone a straggler.

"Who do you think you are? You keep calling yourself a mortal, but why haven't I seen you go to the castle tower to fight the Thunder General? Why? You only dare to fight ordinary people?"

"To put it bluntly, even if you get the Heart of God, what good will it do? At most you only have the power of God, but you will never have the capacity of God."

The sneering voice reached the soldier's ears and immediately hit his sore spot.

He regards himself as a future god and looks down on mortals, but as Xie Yan said, he does not have the courage to step onto the stage... He is just strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

"You really angered me, mortal. I will torture you and make you live a life worse than death!"

"So much nonsense, get out of here, you third-rate actor!"

Shoot and kill hundreds of heads. Cut with sword skills!

His mind was clear and peaceful, and he once again reached that state of spiritual ascension. He swung the huge axe sword at a speed faster than the speed of sound, carrying with it the tremendous power of Hercules, and finally stained with a layer of violent thunder elemental power, and slashed at the scattered soldier in front of his astonished eyes.

Xie Yan and the scattered soldiers who were swinging swords suddenly came to a standstill, as if time had been stopped.

The next second, a shocking explosion suddenly sounded, and the surging air waves spread in all directions, forming a shock wave visible to the naked eye. The ground behind the scattered soldiers suddenly shook violently like an earthquake, and seven huge bottomless gullies emerged.

The sword energy, carrying the violent elemental force of thunder, continued to spread along the lines, from the ground to the beach, and then from the beach to the sea. Seven water columns hundreds of meters long shot up into the sky, and the sea surface suddenly boiled. A vacuum was briefly created until the waves subsided, and the vacuum on the sea surface was gradually filled up.

"How can it be..."

Sanbing's astonished look gradually turned into fear. As a puppet created by God, he had no vital injuries, but after taking the explosion of this blow, his body core had been severely damaged. If the opponent's strength was a little stronger, he would have died.

Fortunately, he did fight back. In the moment before being hit, his palm wrapped in the power of thunder and lightning had already pierced through the opponent's heart. With such a fatal injury, the opponent seemed to have lost his breath.

"Mortal, despicable mortal, how dare you be so bold!"

Faced with the threat of death, Sanbing's weak side was fully revealed. He roared hysterically and pulled out his hands to whip the corpse to vent his pain.

"Just a fatal injury..."

The battle continues!

Xie Yan suddenly raised his head. The calmness in his eyes formed a sharp contrast with Sanbing's hysteria, which made Sanbing even more unbearable.

Just a mortal has forced me to this point. Mortal, just accept your death honestly!

but--

Xie Yan suddenly grabbed Sanbing's head with his other hand and pressed his face to the ground.

"Little mouse, did you feel great when you shouted just now?"

The humiliation of having his head pressed to the ground by a mortal was more difficult for Sanbing to accept than the pain, but the overwhelming force pressed his head firmly, making it impossible for him to resist.

Bang bang bang bang! ! !

Xie Yan pressed him to the ground like a toy and dragged him forward, causing the soldier's face to rub against the ground continuously, making an unpleasant sound. Countless sparks were splashed, and there were even slight sounds of his body breaking.

Afterwards, Xie Yan lifted up the skirmisher, who was like a rag doll, and slammed his face into the mountain with a "bang". He then dragged his head against the mountain and carved out a human-shaped passage on the mountain wall.

But in the end, he couldn't maintain the projection effect of shooting hundreds of heads, his strength disappeared suddenly and he accidentally let go of his hand.

The soldier, whose body was already in tatters and no longer recognizable, stood up gasping for breath. Xie Yan had been prepared to fight again, but unexpectedly, he saw him with a look of horror on his face, and he rolled and crawled, using his hands and feet to escape.

The scattered soldier no longer had the arrogance he had before. When his strength was overwhelmed by the mortals he looked down upon and he was beaten to the brink of death, his desire to survive overwhelmed his humiliation and self-esteem, and he even wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"How is it possible... How is it possible... No, I can't die here... I still want to get the Heart of God..."

"Yes... As long as I have the heart of God, I can kill him, kill this hateful mortal..."

He ran away without looking back, as if he was hypnotizing himself. Suddenly, he fell down and didn't dare to get up. He just crawled away in a panic.

Xie Yan didn't know whether Sanbing would die on the way or survive, but what was certain was that this divine creature called Sanbing would never pose a threat to him.

"I thought it would be difficult, but it turned out to be just like this."

After swinging the sword, Xie Yan suddenly realized that...it didn't seem to be that scary?

So what if it's God? Can God stop my will?

When Xie Yan found the answer in his heart, he was already ready to swing his sword at the gods. He never lacked the courage and determination to fight to the death.

The last trace of confusion in his mind dissipated, and he felt that he had reached a new spiritual realm. Somehow, he seemed to resonate with something.

The effect is currently unknown, but it seems that my combat continuation can last for another ten minutes if I don't fight?

His body was almost exhausted, so he had to find a place to sit down. After an unknown amount of time, his vision began to become a little blurry. Fortunately, he could already feel the breath of the Son of God approaching.

Before being rescued, he incidentally used the lottery ticket he had just won to complete the task, and then lost consciousness.

34 Landscape of the Mind

Thirty minutes ago.

The shadow reaches the foot of the mountain.

This is a shrine built with high-quality mahogany. Although the building is generally intact, the mottled walls and the thick dust on the surrounding altars tell of the fact that the shrine has been abandoned. This is the result of several reconstructions and renovations by Yae Shinto.

"I haven't been here for a long time..." Yae Kamiko stood in front of the shrine, surrounded by many lifelike stone statues of foxes.

Hundreds of years ago, this was a very lively place. People would sit cross-legged on the grass, sing loudly, drink wine and recite poetry. Tengu and ghosts would often gather here.

But with the disaster that happened 500 years ago, Kitsunayaguni sacrificed himself to suppress the disaster, and other races also resisted the monsters at all costs, causing the monster bloodline of Inazuma to gradually become thin.

It was at that time that the young Yae Shinko understood what it meant to lose, and felt the same pain as Ying.

But she knew that someone needed to step up and shoulder the responsibility and mission for Inazuma, and if they kept dwelling on the past, they would never be able to move towards the future, which would only be a waste of their companions' sacrifices.

But this does not mean that Yae Kamiko has forgotten those old friends. She misses Kitsunayari Palace, Yurakusai, and everyone who used to drink wine and recite poetry together under the cherry trees.

"So, since you've shown up, why don't you want to see me?" Yae Kamiko looked at the empty fox stone statue behind her. She could feel that Hanasari was there.

Hua Sanli was silent for a long time, then gradually emerged from the shadows.

After waking up from the earth veins, she did not dress herself in the attire of the chief priestess of Kitsusai Palace. Instead, she changed into an ordinary shrine maiden's outfit and wore a white fox mask. She also deliberately avoided those old friends of hers and could only gaze at them from afar at the foot of the mountain and make blessings in her heart.

As the continuation of the life of Kitsai Palace, she not only inherited the magic of the fox fairy, but also had the memories of getting along with the old people. But precisely because of this, she considered herself to be unclean and was unwilling to tarnish this relationship.

"Son of God, how did you know that?"

"Does it matter? If I don't come to you today, are you going to quietly disappear after completing your mission?"

"But I am not Kitsai Palace after all..."

"You are indeed not Hu Zhai Gong. You are a brand new life. I will not ask you to live with the identity and appearance of Hu Zhai Gong. Even if you imitate him well, it is only false comfort and it is unfair to you."

Yae Shinko took a deep breath and extended her hand to her: "I just hope you don't choose this path of self-destruction. I can feel that you have already made up your mind to die... But you can actually survive, as a new life, and live for yourself."

"Son of God, you..." Hua Sanli was suddenly stunned. She had never expected that the Son of God would persuade her in this way.

Originally, she thought that the Son of God simply treated her as a Kitsai Palace and was reluctant to let his loved one go, but she didn't expect that the Son of God saw it so clearly.

Her impression of Yae Shinko was still that of the greedy, naughty pink little fox from five hundred years ago. Although she knew that he would grow up to be a younger generation that she could be proud of, just like how Yae Shinko treated Xie Yan, she did not expect that he would grow so fast. She felt very complicated, both relieved and distressed.

In this way, she is the one who is troubled.

It is true that Hanasari had already decided to die, but a big reason for that was that she did not consider herself to be the real Kitsunayaguni. She respected this identity very much and would rather die than have it tainted with any filth. But now the Son of God has cleared up the confusion in her heart.

Perhaps, she could indeed stay in this Inazuma whom she missed so much.

Just when she was about to ask the Son of God to give her some time to think, suddenly, she saw the Eightfold Son of God suddenly cover his heart.

"The amulet is broken..." Yae Shinko muttered to herself.

The amulet given to Xie Yan could not only resist a certain amount of evil spirit power, but was also tampered with by her, hosting part of her consciousness. She had originally intended to use it to locate Xie Yan and spy on him to see if he was fooling around.

But just now, before she could even react, the amulet and part of her consciousness were instantly shattered, which meant...

Her delicate and beautiful face no longer had the composure it once had. Her vision became blurry as tears flowed down her face, and her body seemed to have been drained of all its strength, and she almost couldn't stand.

"No... No... This can't be done..."

Yae Kamiko could no longer remain calm. Her mind was in a mess and she couldn't even hear what Hanasari was saying behind her. She rushed towards the direction where the amulet disappeared regardless of everything.

...

It’s been nearly a year, and this is the first time Xie Yan has fallen asleep.

"So, you dreamed right after you fell asleep?"