Explorer of Teyvat

I didn’t chat with Wang Lang for too long.

But the big dogs are so easy to masturbate that people can’t put them down.

It's a pity that Wang Lang probably doesn't want his children to follow the king's path.

A friendly farewell to King Wolf,

Wang Daoyi continued on his journey.

The target, the royal city of Gale Wind.

…

In the land of Gumond, the environment is undoubtedly harsh.

Even Red King's desert is more alive than here.

And it is such a deserted land that still gave birth to many civilizations.

About 3,000 years ago, among the refugees scattered on the Hokuriku Icefield, a man named Faruhi led his people to the high mountain area at that time, which was later known as the Longji Snow Mountain.

Unexpectedly, the place was not covered by wind and snow, but remained naturally green and lush.

So they established the royal city here - Shar Fendenir.

The priest's daughter of Fendenir was born under the Silver Tree.

When receiving blessings, the realm of green mountains was filled with joy.

Then, because Fendenir touched the taboo, spikes dropped from the sky,

The Fendenir civilization, which was prosperous for a while, was destroyed.

Snowy civilizations like Fendenir are not the only ones, there are many large and small tribes struggling to survive in the wind and snow.

Most of them could not stand the oppressive rule of the lonely king in the high tower, and escaped from the snow-shrouded royal city.

However, these tribes basically disappeared in the wind and snow.

of course there are exceptions.

At a certain time period from 2800 to 2600,

A tribe named Gunnhild persisted in the wind and snow.

Gunnhild's father, he couldn't bear the surly tyranny of the lonely king and led his tribe to escape from the wind-roaring ancient city.

The escaped Gunnhild tribe was trapped in the endless wind and snow.

Just when the tribe was in dire straits, the elves in the thousand winds heard Gunnhild's prayer.

The pious supplications of the patriarch's young daughter and the voices of the refugees, which were covered by the wind and snow, condensed into faith.

Faith gathers around the wind elves and brings strength to the wind elves.

He provided a small shelter for this tribe, and gave the power of protection to the chief's daughter.

That's right, this is Barbatos, the wind god who appears for the first time. At this time, he is just a wisp of wind.

Of course, none of this story has happened yet.

Chasing the traces of strong winds and traces of human activities,

Wang Daoyi arrived at the prosperous royal city shrouded in a storm.

It just so happens that a grand sacrifice is being held here.

The ancestors of Mondstadt built huge theaters on the windswept cliffs to worship the gods who protected them.

The form of the ritual was drama, because they believed that their god loved stories and songs.

To be honest, Wang Daoyi didn't understand the meaning of sacrifice.

There is not much beauty in those complicated rituals and rap-like operas.

But those ancient people who were weighed down by the strong wind,

There are different things condensing on them.

Over the centuries, people's gratitude to Diehlappian has almost been exhausted;

The desire for freedom will push them to raise the flag of rebellion against their own gods and raise the butcher knife against the gods who have protected them for hundreds of years.

Grand sacrifices are still held on the rock wall.

But Wang Daoyi no longer had the desire to watch anymore.

This is just a performance by the oppressed people to please their oppressors.

The sad part is that the oppressors don’t care why this show is happening.

In other words, he took it for granted.

On the tower that towers into the sky,

The King of the Tower sits on the throne of God,

His eyes lowered slightly, looking at the sacrifices of all living beings dancing to please Him,

To be honest, Dickapian, like the Lord of Mysteries, doesn’t quite understand the meaning of human sacrificial dance.

But unlike the Lord of Mysteries, who is not interested, Diakrapian accepts all human beings' respect for Him. He believes that this is human beings paying tribute to him.

He has long been used to it,

From the time when the Mongolian people prostrated themselves before Him and prayed for His protection,

He was already used to humans kneeling before him.

The lonely king thinks that this is mankind's love for himself, just like his love for mankind.

"Your Majesty, my god invites you to visit the tower."

Naturally, Wang Daoyi's arrival could not be concealed from Diekalapian.

The royal city shrouded in the storm was originally his domain.

The moment the unknown demon god stepped in, the lonely king knew it.

However, because the Mystic Lord did not hide himself, and even revealed his aura openly, Diego Kalapian did not take action immediately.

It can be regarded as a kind of pride of the lonely king of the high tower. He believes that he can suppress the external demon gods at will.

Wang Daoyi looked at the speaker,

A middle-aged man wearing a green robe and a long beard,

He was obviously blown up by the strong wind, but he still had a look of reverence on his face.

Wang Dao's eyes flickered with light, and he saw a familiar aura on him.

The breath of [Elemental Creation Method],

This middle-aged man should be the priest of Diego Karapian.

And it's the kind of priest who has extraordinary power.

Wang Daoyi still remembers that he obtained the [Elemental Creation Method] in the last temple of Diekalpian.

"You seem to be unable to straighten your back." Wang Daoyi said softly, as if he was asking, but also as if he was just explaining something.

The middle-aged priest did not expect that the strange demon god would say such things to him,

But he was just stunned for a moment before he came to his senses: "Prone before God is the price we pay for receiving blessings."

"The price...is this what you think?" Wang Daoyi's voice was filled with emotion.

As a sacrifice to the devil, the middle-aged man's status among the Gumond people must be very high.

Even he thinks that prostrate is the price. It is conceivable that there is a lack of correct communication between Diego Karapian and the people of Gumond.

Because in Wang Daoyi's view, the word 'price' to describe the bond between the devil and humans is really... dirty.

Just like the red sand people once crawled at Wang Daoyi's feet and were driven by Wang Daoyi as slaves.

But that was only a very short time, only a few months,

Once Wang Daoyi recognized them as his subjects, the relationship between the two parties greatly improved.

The people of Chishu still worship Wang Daoyi, but Wang Daoyi will not ask them to continue to kneel down.

Because the people's worship of gods should be pure, but the word "price" is very impure.

The love between demons and humans is mutual, and the word "price" does not fit its meaning.

"Hey~ let's go, don't keep the Demon God of Storm waiting for too long." Sighing slightly, the Mystic Master motioned to the middle-aged priest to lead the way.

The middle-aged priest didn't understand what the demon god was sighing about, but he didn't dare to neglect it and immediately led the mysterious master to the high tower in the central royal city.

After the ancient people of Mondstadt surrendered to the Demon God of Gale, Diekalapian designed the current Gale King City for the people.

The entire capital is in the shape of a ring. Between the inner and outer rings of the capital, it seems that all the people have been arranged in their respective positions in advance.

In the center sits an overly tall tower, which is the palace of the King of Gale.

He was very satisfied with the royal city he built and considered it a perfect masterpiece.

He accepted the kneeling worship of all his followers on the high tower and continued his dream of eternal prosperity.

From the sacrificial cliff of the outer city, through a series of circular stairs, you can reach the central tower.

Then go up the spiral staircase of the tower, and at the top of the final tower is the seat of the Gale Demon God.

And He's sitting here looking at His people.

The middle-aged priest bent down and walked into the palace with Wang Daoyi.

Wang Dao looked up and saw a dignified middle-aged man sitting at the head.

He is the Demon God of Gale-Dykrapian.

Of course, Wang Daoyi knew that this was just his human form,

In essence, He is still the embodiment of all violent winds such as gale force winds, storm winds, and tornadoes.

"Strange Demon God, tell me your purpose."

On the throne, Diehlappian looked down at Wang Daoyi, his tone full of strong oppression.

The fields that demons specialize in are mostly different.

The area that Diehlappian excels in is undoubtedly combat.

As the Demon of Tornado, Demon of Gale, King of Gale Tower, King of Gale, Lone King of Tower, Tyrant,

This series of titles can all show his powerful combat power.

Therefore, even when faced with an unfamiliar demon god, Dickapian still chose to remain aloof.

He has this strength.

"I am the Lord of Mysteries, and I am here for communication."

Wang Daoyi maintained the etiquette of the Liyue God System.

Then Wang Daoyi saw the arrogant and arrogant Dickapian in Andrius' mouth.

"Communicate? Gale doesn't need to communicate!"

Dickapian didn't even ask Wang Daoyi what he wanted to communicate with, and rejected him directly.

This is the first time Wang Daoyi has been rejected since he came to this era.

Even in Xumi, facing Amon who swept Xumi, Wang Daoyi had never been rejected so directly.

In the past half month,

Whether it is an immortal or a demon,

After the Lord of Mysteries showed his kindness,

Even if you are still wary,

Generally, they will not directly refuse to communicate with the Mystery Master.

Only this time, Diehlappian directly refused to communicate.

Selfish, irritable, and condescending.

This is Wang Lang's evaluation of Lone King, and now it seems that it is indeed correct.

"Communication makes people progress, Diego Rappian. Rejecting communication will only make people fall behind."

The Mystic Lord also put away his smile and looked calmly at the tall figure on the throne.

"Only the weak need to stick together, but the strong don't." Gale Demon God is still aloof,

He believed firmly in His own power and His own way.

"Besides, I smell the smell of that old wolf on you, hum..."

Dickapian snorted coldly,

He felt that the Mystic Lord might be with Andrius.

The wolf king challenged the lone king,

In the eyes of the lonely king, Wang Lang was somewhat overestimating his abilities.

Over the years, Wang Lang has not even been able to shake the wind wall of Gale King City.

Therefore, in the eyes of Dickapian, King Wolf is actually a loser and a weakling.

And the Lord of Mysteries carries the aura of King Wolf, which is the ally of the weak.

He's also a guy you don't need to worry about.

Let's put it this way,

At this point in time, unless Morax or Amon, the King of Red Gold, appears in front of Diakrapian,

Otherwise, other demon gods would not have the strength to face him.

The strong have the right to ignore everything.

After taking a deep look at Diehlappian, the Master of Mystery's face remained calm.

Although I feel unhappy about being underestimated, I don't want to show it on my face.

"Arrogance is the right of the strong, but being too arrogant is a shortcut to the graveyard."

"Huh? Are you teaching me a lesson? Lord Mystery."

The wind began to howl,

It can be seen that Diehlappian doesn't like what the Lord of Mystery said.

"No, this is just a friendly reminder."

He said kind words in his mouth, but his tone was not weak at all, even a little stronger than Dick Lapian.

Just kidding, although Wang Daoyi appears here as the Mystery Lord, it does not mean that he only has the identity of the Mystery Lord.

Regardless of the identity of the [Eternally Glory Holy Mighty Dharma-Inheriting Mysterious Lord],

It is still the power of Liyue Divine System,

This is Wang Daoyi's confidence to walk outside.

The appearance of a humble gentleman is just his disguise.

Compared with strength and self-confidence, Wang Dao is no less powerful than Dick Lapian.

"a kind reminder…"

Faced with Wang Daoyi's strength, Diehlappian calmed down.

He murmured slightly, and then dispersed the surrounding violent wind.

"sit."

In a brief word, a gorgeous throne no less than the Throne of Gale rose from below.

He was willing to communicate with this mysterious Lord.

Seeing the Master of Mysteries sitting on the throne, Dickapian said: "I thought you and that old wolf were in the same group."

"I just met him on the road when I came to Gale King City."

The Lord of Mystery sat on the throne, looking at level with the Gale Demon God.

Diekalapian did not comment on Wang Daoyi's statement: "That's it. So, do you think he can defeat me?"

Seemingly asking Wang Daoyi whether the two parties won or lost,

But in fact, Wang Daoyi could tell that Dick Lapian was showing off to him.

King Wolf tried his best, but he couldn't even shake the wind wall of Gale King City.

Dierkapian was telling Wang Daoyi that his arrogance was based on his strength.

Therefore, Wang Dao's eyes flashed slightly and he smiled: "He will live longer than you."

Didn’t you determine victory or defeat?

Then I'll tell you who can live longer.

After a brief contact, Wang Daoyi had roughly judged Diego Kalapian's temper.

It's useless for you to talk nice and angry to this devil.

Just stimulate Him so that He can hear your voice.

This is what a headstrong person is like.

Sure enough, after hearing Wang Daoyi's answer, Diehlappian was not only not angry, but smiled, even though it was a sneer: "Ha, hahahaha, you've lived longer than me, I'd like to hear what you have to say."

He was very unhappy, but as a superior demon, he didn't want to show that he was unhappy.

So He covered Himself with laughter,

Wang Daoyi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly,

You are so arrogant, you are so stubborn, you have withdrawn from the environment.

"Why do you think Andrius wanted to attack the Gale King City?"

Wang Daoyi did not directly answer Diego Kalapian's question, but asked a rhetorical question.

Dickapian thought for a moment: "Of course it's for the position of the God of Wind!"

The Gale Demon God and the North Wind King Wolf started a war for the position of the Wind God. This was a reason recognized by many demon gods.

Even Dickapian himself thought so.

"Really?" Wang Daoyi said with a strange smile, "Does Andrius really want to become the God of Wind?"

"Doesn't He not want to be the God of Wind?" Dickapian stared and asked.

Wang Daoyi nodded very naturally: "He probably thought about it, but he didn't think that way."

To say that Wang Lang has no idea about the location of Fengshen is definitely impossible.

But is Wang Lang really eager for that position?

Probably not.

"Andrius is different from us. He is not only a demon god, he is also the Lord of Wolves."

The King Wolf of the North has had his own tribe since his birth. Human beings are not his only people, and they are not even considered his people.

"Demon gods are all responsible for loving people, but Andrius not only loves people, he also loves wolves. Who is more important, humans or wolves? He can't make a distinction and face his own heart, so he can't become the God of Wind."

In later generations, after the tower collapsed, King Wolf gave up his position as a god because he believed that he could not become the master of men.

Wang Daoyi had a faint smile, which made Diehlappian very unhappy, "So, Andrius's war with you is not entirely for the throne of the God of Wind."

Dickapian's eyes turned cold: "Then why did he start a war with me? Is he sick?"

There was teasing in Liefeng's tone, and it was obvious that he did not agree with the Mysterious Lord's words.

From Li Feng's point of view, the only possibility for King Wolf to attack Li Feng King's City is for the throne of the Wind God.

"Of course Andrius has a reason." The Mystic Lord said with a faint smile, "I said, He loves people. Although He is only willing to take in homeless wanderers and abandoned babies, His heart remains the same. It’s [lover]’s.”

"[Lover], so he attacked my royal city." There was a trace of perseverance in Dickapian's eyes, and he understood the meaning of the Mysterious Lord, "You mean, Andrius thinks that I don't [Lover]."

"I think that's the reason." Wang Daoyi nodded in confirmation.

Is the Demon God of Gale [Lover]?

No matter what the legends are in later generations, or what other demons and people think.

In Dickapian's own heart, He loves others,

It was He who gave the people of Gumund a place to live,

It is He who keeps the wind and snow from attacking this place,

It is He who keeps beasts and monsters from invading this place,

It is He who is ‘loved’ by people, and it is He who is ‘sung and praised’ by people.

And now, there is actually a demon saying that he is not a "lover" enough?

Dickapian seemed to have heard a joke.

"Hahahahahaha, let's see if I [love]."

Dickapian laughed loudly,

With His laughter,

The wind wall covering Gale King City began to rotate,

The violent wind obeyed the authority of Diekalpian and turned into a tornado, soaring straight into the sky.

The ice was torn, the snow was swept away, and the thick dark clouds in the sky of Gumond were forcibly broken.

A ray of sunshine actually fell from the permanently gloomy sky in Gumond.

Warm sunshine shines on Gale King City,

The ancient Mongolian people who had just held a sacrifice were ecstatic.

They cheered the name of the King of Gale and sang the hymn of the Demon God of Tornado,

They prostrate themselves on the ground and pay their meager respect to the central tower,

The hymns of mankind covered up the howling of the wind, and followed the veins of the wind and spread into the tower.

"O demon god who has come from afar, listen, my people love me as much as I love them."

On the Throne of Gale,

There was a trace of satisfaction in Dickapian's eyes.

That's it, that's it,

I am a loving God, and my subjects love me!

On another throne,

The Lord of Mystery's eyes lowered from the tower and landed on the ground,

Under those endless high-pitched hymns,

There are also many ordinary people who are overwhelmed by the strong winds brought by the tornado.

Their cries and pain were buried beneath the thunderous hymns.

Turning his eyes back to Diehlappian,

Sure enough, the King of the Tower is still proud,

He heard all living beings singing praises to Him,

He could not see the mournful mortals beneath the hymns.

"O ancient god, O noble king,

I loved you as much as you loved me,

The tornado broke through the dark clouds, and the strong wind swept the snow,

The golden sunshine falls on me,

Even if I can't bend, even if I scream in pain,

My aloof king, I still love you.

But when gratitude fades,

Tyranny is abandoned, the storm leaves only despair,

It is the wind of freedom that is blowing,

It is the wind of freedom that is blowing,

Let the tower crumble, let the flag fall,

Let the throne of God be lonely, let the rebellion sing,

I am a free man,

I am a free man,

…”

Leaving behind a soft chant, the figure of the Mystic Lord disappeared from the throne.

Diehlappian did not prevent the departure of the Mystic Lord.

In His mind, He won the argument.

As for the chant left by the Mysterious Lord?

"free?"

The aloof king overlooks the entire royal city,

His sight spreads from the royal city to the distance,

Howling wind and snow, hungry beasts, dangers under the ice...

"I make a covenant with you, and I will give you a place of rest, so that the wind and snow will no longer blow, and that wild beasts will not invade..."

Diehlappian murmured softly, with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.

The hymn outside the tower became louder and louder, echoing within the wind wall as if it had never resounded above the sky.

“King who sits on the throne, we fall down and worship you,

Past, present, and future, you alone are the Lord of the Wind.

King who sits on the throne, we fall down and worship you,

Praise the honor, glory and power, all belong to you forever.

King who sits on the throne, we fall down and worship you,

Lord of the Gale, Lord of the Tower, you alone are worthy of worship and honour.

Lord of storms, Lord of tornadoes, we exalt your name forever. "

The wind and snow all over the sky have stopped under the hymn, and time has frozen here, like a glory that will never end.

Even the laws of nature are giving way at this moment.

"My people love me as much as I love them!"

Listening to the hymn in his ears, Diehlappian's eyes became firmer.

He believed that His way was right, He protected mankind, and mankind responded with songs of praise,

This is the bond established between Him and mankind, and it is the embodiment of [love].