Knocking on the door of Pupil Art in Yuanshen

On the towering snow-capped mountains, Shangshang Zhaoyue silently looked at the snow-capped scenery, with the snow blowing in the wind. Following the path of the wind, it drifted in front of her eyes like falling cherry blossoms under the trees during the cherry blossom season.

Barbatos stood side by side with him, wearing the boy's robe and holding the boy's face, with the boy's gentle smile.

Different from the young man, his smile is less repressed and full of relaxed freedom.

"Mondstadt has been liberated," he didn't know who he was talking to, looking directly at the heavy snow.

"Well, you are liberated and were born with freedom. You will not allow oppression to reappear in Mondstadt." Shang Zhaoyue nodded in agreement.

"But just doing that is not enough," Barbatos said. "Mond still cannot live. If the heavy snow is not solved, they will still have to live in a world covered with ice and snow."

"The farming, trading, and brewing you mentioned are completely unfeasible here. Such a small place is not enough for the Mondlanders to live. They are still birds living in cages, unless..."

Wendy said quietly, her warm eyes flashing brightly.

"Have you... seen the King Wolf of the North Wind?" He suddenly turned his head and asked, the broken hair on his forehead swinging with the wind and snow, his face was fair, and his eyes were full of hope.

"I've seen gods who are not easy to get along with. What's wrong?" Shang Zhaoyue raised her eyebrows, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Say," he chuckled and looked at the snowy scene in the wind from a distance. He stretched out his hand and held a thin snowflake with the flowing wind.

"If I give up my position as the God of Wind to negotiate terms and ask Him to help me melt the snowfields together, will He agree?"

"Your idea is too naive. What if He turns his back and refuses to recognize you?" Shangshan Zhaoyue poured cold water on him mercilessly.

However, Wendy was not hit. He slowly stretched out his hand to blow away the swaying snowflakes, "I plan to try it. The wind told me that Andrius is a god who loves his people."

"The wolves must be living a hard life in the snowy fields. If we continue to fight, we will only suffer endless sacrifices."

"I plan to make peace with him. As a price, I will give up the position of the God of Wind and no longer compete with him."

"I came from a thousand winds, adhering to free will, and the first thing I want to defeat is this snowfield that freezes Mondstadt."

"Barbatos," Shang Zhaoyue looked at Wendy like this, feeling as if there was a bright light in his eyes. Hearing his call, Barbatos turned around.

"What's wrong?" He smiled brightly, completely unable to detect the immorality of the later generations.

"Has anyone ever said that you are a god of fraternity?" Shang Zhaoyue could only think of the word fraternity to describe Barbatos at this time.

He is selfless and considers his people who believe in him at every step, hoping to return true freedom to the people of Mondstadt.

If you live under heavy snow, what is the difference between being trapped in a wind wall? Freedom restricted by gods is not real freedom. If Mondlanders want to gain freedom from gods, blowing away the wind and snow is a must.

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The snowstorm in Mondstadt is the product of hundreds of thousands of years of evolution accumulated by nature. It is not so easy to defeat. It itself incorporates the same rules as the Demon God.

It's as if a dead demon god once polluted this place, causing the wind and snow to linger for a long time.

It is difficult to clean up the remnants of the evil spirits. Shangshang Zhaoyue has done it herself. Even with Morax's ferocious record of defeating several demon gods, he is still at a loss when dealing with the remnants of the evil spirits.

The same is true for this heavy snow. Barbatos wanted to clear the heavy snow with the thought of sacrifice.

Andreas was invited, but even if he really agreed to melt the snow, he probably wouldn't be able to put in much effort, and Barbatos would still have to shoulder the bulk.

He is a newly born god. Once his divine power is exhausted, it may not be impossible for him to degenerate into a wind elf again.

He knew it, but he still had no hesitation, so Shangshan Zhaoyue admired Barbatos at this time.

He purely strives for the ideal picture, regardless of his own life, and has no nostalgia for this hard-won divine position.

"Let's go," he turned his back to the flying snow, "let's go find Andrius."

In the Benlang collar area, there is a fierce and dangerous snow wolf clan. The snow wolf skin that Zhao Yue wore last time was peeled off when he passed by here.

Andrius became nervous because of the strange demon god passing by, so he came to question him personally.

Therefore, Shangshang Zhaoyue concluded that he would still come this time, especially after feeling that the aura of his old enemy, Dick Lapian, had disappeared, the old wolf king must have been very panicked.

"Can we wait for Andrius here?" Barbatos was dubious about Shang Zhaoyue's statement, until he felt that the wind around him was getting stronger and the snow was slowly getting thicker.

He understood that Andrius, the king wolf of the north wind, was coming.

"Hello, respected King Wolf," imitating the etiquette of the nobles of Old Mondstadt, Barbatos bowed to the pair of narrow, frosty eyes exposed from the snow.

Seeing that they didn't seem to be here to fight, Andrius relaxed a little, and the tense atmosphere slowly disappeared.

"Tell me, what do you two want to see me for?"

"And you, the new god who assassinated Dickapian?"

It looked at Barbatos with a scrutinizing gaze and stared for a long time, as if it felt that he was too weak and could not help but feel a little contemptuous.

On the battlefield of Mondstadt, Andrius had the upper hand. The endless wind and snow gave Andrius more than a little bit of strength.

Diehlappian built a high wall of hurricanes, which was actually a strategy that could not defeat Andrius.

Therefore, even if it saw that Barbatos had inherited the divine power of Dikalapian, it did not feel panic at all.

"It's not important, Wang Lang. I came to you this time to discuss important matters." Barbatos said sincerely.

But Andrius didn't buy it. He tilted his long mouth and said, "I have nothing to say to you. There are only two gods left in Mondstadt now. The new God of Wind must be born from you and me."

"In other words, you and I are mortal enemies." It pronounced its verdict coldly, without giving Barbatos any face.

"Hahaha," Barbatos suddenly laughed. He rubbed his eyes and said, "If I am interested in the position of the Wind God, then we are indeed mortal enemies."

"But we can make a deal," Barbatos told Andrius his plan nonchalantly.

When he heard that he was going to blow away the wind and snow in Mondstadt with his divine power, Andrius was stunned and looked up and down at Barbatos.

"Why should I believe that you will do such a thankless thing? How can I believe that you are just fooling around? What's more, you brought helpers."

"It's very simple, dear King Wolf."

Under Andrius' shocked gaze, Barbatos slowly grew pure white wings and flew into the air like a bird.

He slowly waved the harp strings condensed by the wind. As the strings vibrated, the flowing wind stirred.

Andrius kept his eyes on the sky, and he keenly felt that the cold air current entrenched high in Mondstadt was really moving slowly.

At the same time, Barbatos was squandering his divine power without any care.

Chapter 53: Barbatos doing business