People are in the original god, and the beginning merges with the shadow assassin

"Barbatos?" Paimon had a puzzled look on his face.

If memory serves, it is the name of the God of Wind.

So... That drunkard poet is actually the god of wind!?

This news was simply too heavy, and her little brain stopped all of a sudden.

But Ying was a little disappointed by this result.

To find your brother, you have to look for the god you met five hundred years ago....

Obviously, from any angle, Wendy and the god are completely incompatible.

In that case, is there still a need to stay here?

She was a little confused in her heart.

Paimon on the side successfully captured the confusion in the girl's heart, patted her shoulder with his small hand, and comforted:

"Hey, hey, traveler, have you forgotten me?"

"You?" Slightly side-eyed.

"Of course, I'm Tivat's best guide! Since that guy is the wind god, let's go and ask him about your brother when the matter is over!"

"All we have to do is enjoy the trip!"

Listening to Paimon's words, Ying lowered her head.

She has made up her mind not to be an outsider anymore!

However, at this time.

"Not good! They're coming out! Paimon said in a panic.

The two quickly hid in the corner behind the tavern.

...

The next day.

At the Wind Barrier near the ruins of the Wind Dragon.

Here, you can faintly see the scene in the ruins.

The sky was dark and dim, and majestic cyclones enveloped the towers in the center, rejecting everything from the outside world.

It is said that this was not the case before, at least not as dilapidated as it is now.

Looking at the scene in front of her, a trace of distress flashed in Wendy's eyes.

Living in such a place, alone....

"But, we came to accompany you~ my old friend."

Diluc looked sideways at the Lord Windgod, remembering the story he played for the world, about dragons....

The Sky Dragon descended from the sky and was full of curiosity about everything in the world.

The dragon seeks his own answers, but cannot understand the complexity of the world.

It was the Song of the Wind who taught dragon poetry and freedom.

Since then, it has become a corner of the sky that guards Maundermond.

But....

The Sky Dragon suffered three betrayals.

One is God.

"Twalin, you are my friend, I will not leave you."

"Why! Barbatos, why did you choose to leave when I was in the most pain!"

The second is people.

"Wow – monster!"

"Monster! Get out of Mondstadt!

"Why the hell is that... I'm the guardian of the four winds of Mond, why everyone... Are you afraid of me?"

Third, it's the dirty guys!

"Cluck, incompetent dragon, take your incompetent anger and turn it into dark fuel together!"

"In your eyes, I'm just a piece of garbage that can be discarded at will to achieve my goals!"

"That's all..."

the dragon roared desperately and fell into a deep sleep.

...

"Is the current situation in Mondstadt the evil planted in the past?" Diluc thought self-deprecatingly.

"As long as you break through this wind wall, you can see him."

Wendy plucked the strings expectantly.

At this moment, the arrogant wind around gradually became quiet and orderly.

"Lord Barbatos..." Jean's gaze instantly became reverent.

However, at this time.

A dark force struck, aiming directly at the Sky Piano.

"Oops!" Everyone's hearts tightened.

Right at this moment.

Another black shadow flashed and clashed with the dark force, instantly eating it away.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

Lynn looked at an abyss mage in the direction of the sneak attack and smiled.

After the magic knife in his hand swallowed this power, he felt that he was one step closer to the target.

Fourth order!

It's about another capability.

Not long ago, the system released a new task

: [Newbie Mission (Final): Use the ability of the Sharingan to open Susanoo

] [Time Limit: None

] [Mission Reward: The ability of the Sharingan is upgraded and the spirit weapon (Ten Fist Sword, Eight Mirrors) is obtained]

As the power of the "evil" of the Thousand Blades of the Magic Knife rises rapidly, Lynn can feel an ominous aura brewing in it.

He knew that some Spirit Artifacts would produce the existence of "Spirit Spirits" after reaching a certain level.

This had to make Lynn guess in that direction.

Magic Knife Thousand Blades, will it also be the same?

Those who gather the masters of "evil" are not exaggerated to call them evil spirits, right?

Now that the evil spirit had not yet hatched, he naturally had to be fully prepared.

Of course, these are just a fleeting thought in the mind.

At this time, he was only facing the enemy of the abyss.

The Abyss Mage was not surprised to see that Lynn had easily defused its attack.

"Hehe, stupid human, I had long expected you to come."

"I know what you want to do, but unfortunately, the dragon you want to save is about to turn into the source of a new round of "evil"."

"Its body will be the most perfect fuel!"

"

And you guys are funerals!"

After the Abyss Mage finished speaking, the magic staff in his hand waved.

Dozens of portals appeared in an instant.

In the pitch-black space, there was a faint sound of hell.

In the next second, countless monsters poured out of it and encroached on everyone.

"Abominable!" Diluc summoned his greatsword and immediately went into battle.

At the same time, he shouted at several people behind him: "Leave it to me here!" "

You guys go!"

Seeing this, Lynn didn't say much, he believed Grandpa Lu.

At this time, Wendy finally lifted the barrier, nodded to each other, and rushed to the inside of the ruins.

At

this moment, Diluc finally let go of his heart.

"Senior."

However, the sound of the piano came from behind him.

Diluc frowned, "How do you..."

But Jean didn't say anything more, also drawing her sword.

The two were back to back, surrounded by countless monsters, almost desperate.

Jean smiled: "It's been a long time since I fought with my seniors."

Diluc also showed an imperceptible smile when he heard this.

"The descendants of the Gunnhilde family, I don't know if your sword skills have declined?"

...

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