Original God: I am in Sumeru, and I become the God of Grass at the beginning

Ezekiel.

It's the name that comes to Ying's mind.

The last monarch of Kanria is now sitting opposite him.

Paimon followed Ying's gaze and quickly noticed the man in the main seat.

"Ying, didn't you say that this is a fantasy, then how do you know that person?"

"I don't know, but I seem to have seen him...... Or maybe my brother had seen him...... "

Ying didn't know how to answer, it was like knowing in a dream that she was dreaming, but she couldn't explain everything that appeared in the dream.

Suddenly, the man in the main seat moved.

He walked slowly towards Ying, every pause in his steps was suffocating.

This is the innate sense of oppression of the strong, and every move reveals the spirit of a king.

"I didn't expect anyone to visit this place, but judging by your appearance, I guess I was made from memory. The man's voice was very deep, and he said the point.

"You're conscious, aren't you?" Ying subconsciously clenched the bladeless sword, "If you can realize that this is false, can you tell us how to get out?"

"Heh, unfortunately, no. The man turned around and prepared to leave, and at the same time there was a different emotion in his eyes, "Since you know my identity, you should understand that it is impossible for me to help you."

"So you're really an Ezeshi pair?" asked Yingchai.

"You can think so, but I'll tell you, it's not the name that matters, it's the path in the heart that matters. The man who defaulted to himself as Ezekiel said.

The road in her heart

was stunned when she heard this, and quickly remembered Luo Mu's words that "scared" her before.

"I will travel to the seven countries and find the meaning of life in this journey, and this is the path of my heart.

As she spoke, she looked at Ezekiel again: "I only know that you are the last king of Kanria, but all the memories related to it seem to have been erased in my mind, and perhaps we can reacquaint ourselves in this illusion." "

Heh, you can be a good speaker. Ezekiel returned to his throne and said lightly, "It's just like your brother."

At that moment, Paimon, who had been silent for a long time, spoke, "My head is a mess, I don't know what you're talking about...... If you are really the king of Kanria, then why did you lead your country to ruin, and then you survived?"

Hearing this, Ezekiel looked sharply at this side, as if some scale had been touched.

His pupils were pitch black and took up three-quarters of the eye socket, making him look very strange.

With just this glare, the dark aura he exuded rushed forward like a tidal wave, and it was unstoppable.

"I will react like this even when I hear the facts, I really don't know how you are the king of the country. Ying stepped forward and activated the four elemental forces at the same time to block the attack.

As for Paimon, she just scratched her head in the air, and then a faint golden light quickly surged around her, blocking out all these waves.

"The world is wrong. Ezekiel sighed helplessly, his old face full of traces of time.

"Why do you say that?" Ying immediately asked, thinking that things seemed to have changed.

"Your horizons are too low to see the world beyond the world. Ezekiel took a deep breath and said slowly

, "The continent of Teyvat was cut off from the Boundary Sea by the First Throne with great supernatural powers, and he slaughtered the dragonborns who originally lived on this continent, and then brought the race called humans to this land.

Branches...... Box Boat ...... Carnival ...... He promised happiness for mankind and allowed them to grow.

But just as fairy tales always have an ending, the 'happy world' created by the First Throne has always been built on hell, and the power of the abyss is eroding the borders all the time, how long can the witches last alone?

Instead of avoiding the darkness, it is better to devote yourself to the darkness, which is the salvation of this world...... I may not be the first to recognize this, but I'm definitely the first to practice it.

My kingdom has not been destroyed, and my people have not died in vain, for I am still doing what was before. The

shock in Ying's heart at this time can no longer be described in words, she knows too little about the world, and she can't tell right from wrong in a short period of time.

"So you are emboldened to meet the abyss, do you know the consequences?" she asked softly.

"It's a necessary sacrifice. Ezekiel's expression moved slightly, "Speaking of which, it wasn't me who was the first to be contaminated with the abyss, but the god in the Moon Palace, and in the end she seemed to be ...... ended up half dead...... Hehe, but there's no need to talk to you about that at this time.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ezekiel's palm flashed, and a pitch-black magic ball immediately appeared in front of him.

"You said you got acquainted again, so please allow me to introduce myself in a different way.

Ezekiel suddenly levitated in mid-air, and the momentum of the whole person seemed to be able to penetrate the illusion and reach reality.

Seeing this scene, Ying subconsciously swallowed her saliva, she faintly felt that if she died in this illusion, she was afraid that she would never return to the real world.

"I've left everything behind, and now I'm the second ruler of the abyss, Ichiki Abyss, let me correct your minds......" Ezekiel said a bunch of unspeakable words as he launched the fiercest assault on Ying.

"Is there really only one battle?" Ying didn't hesitate, and rushed forward with her sword.

Whether it's for her brother or for those who have died innocently, she must defeat this formidable enemy here.

What about having the power of a god? As long as this power comes from darkness, then the one who becomes a god will be a demon after all.

Soon there were constant sounds of fighting in the dimly lit palace, and no one knew the outcome of the battle, and no one could see the exact course of the battle.

Paimon, who was forgotten here, lost his mind for a while.

The phrase "the god in the Moon Palace" kept echoing in her mind...... Half-dead ......", and then, a golden tear slowly slipped from the corner of her eye.

Sannatan ...... How can you be slandered by a mortal like you!"

Paimon lost consciousness in an instant, and in his place, his pupils were filled with red gold that burned the world.

The next moment, she turned her wings on her back and radiated a thousand rays of light......