The Homeless Man of Teyvat

"You go deal with the demonic tide, and leave Du Lin to me."

Tewarin shook his head and said solemnly: "I am familiar with Dulin. Even if it is transformed by the Abyss Cult and loses its dragon appearance, I have no chance of winning."

"I'll stay to help you, and the Traveler."

Wendy thought for a moment, with an unusually solemn expression: "Travelers can purify darkness intrusions, and although I don't have much fighting power, I can make the wind get closer to you, which is somewhat of a help."

Ying did not object, but whispered to Paimon, asking her to hold on tight and not to be thrown out. The little mascot nodded repeatedly, first hugged Ying's arm, then thought about it, let go and flew behind Ying, picked up the two streamers, and tied himself to Ying's body.

fluorescent:"……"

There’s no need to be so tight! My throat was strangled!

The blonde traveler and her little white mascot discussed and experimented with each other in detail, and finally found a method that both of them liked.

Qin, Diluc, and Yora did not hesitate or argue over who stayed to fight against the dragon. The situation was critical, and all they could do was trust their companions and live up to their trust.

They equipped themselves with wings of wind, jumped off the dragon's back, flew over the surging demonic tide, and found a terrain suitable for defense to land. The three of them clenched the hilts of their swords and stared at the rolling monsters, determined to use themselves as a barrier to prevent the demonic tide from crossing the snow-capped mountains.

Chen Tianfeng clenched his left fist, and the magic circle engraved inside the arm armor was operating at full power, even making a slight buzzing sound. He glanced at Wendy, took a step forward, and slammed into the torrent of monsters like a free fall!

During the fall, a large number of wind elements swarmed in, with Chen Tianfeng as the center, spinning rapidly, forming an astonishing "drill", and dozens of light cyan wind blades were carried by it, accelerating, and accelerating again!

Finally, it crashed into the raging demonic tide like a meteor!

"boom!!!"

With Chen Tianfeng as the center, a large vacancy appeared in the raging demonic tide, which made the nearby monsters with no intelligence at all stunned for two seconds, and then shouted randomly, Wu Yangyang filled the vacancy again.

"No wonder he acted alone."

Diluc glanced at the direction where the movement was coming from, and immediately stopped paying attention. He took a breath, and the sword in his hand was gradually covered with flames: "Are you ready, two of you?"

"certainly."

Youra flipped up her icy blue hair, jumped up with her long sword in hand, and gave the demonic tide a powerful and heavy jump chop: "Drink!!"

"May the wind guide us."

Qin held a long sword in his hand and glanced around. He was somewhat thankful that there was such a canyon-like terrain that was easy to defend and difficult to attack on the way to Mondstadt and Qingquan Town. Otherwise, if they want to stop the entire demonic tide, it will undoubtedly be an idiotic dream.

It's just that this landscape seems to have traces of artificial modification, and the location is a bit too good... Qin felt a little doubt in his heart, but was soon dispersed by the noisy roar of monsters.

Qin clenched the hilt of the sword, and at the right time sent a ray of compressed wind to Diluc, which merged into the flaming sword light he slashed, and then exploded suddenly.

"boom!"

The bursting flames were spread by the wind and turned into a sea of ​​blazing fire, igniting a large number of monsters and not even ashes were left.

"Qiang!"

Chen Tianfeng drew his sword out of its sheath and looked around at the densely packed monsters. Gray-white flames suddenly appeared on his body and the sword.

He waved the knife expressionlessly, and the blade passed by, and the monster that came forward suddenly disappeared, as if it had been swallowed by an invisible beast, leaving no trace.

For Chen Tianfeng, these monsters transformed by the black rain were never a threat, but more like a buffet that he could eat freely. Although there were fewer varieties, the good thing was that the portions were large and filling.

"This is too delicious..."

Wendy looked away and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Ying couldn't hear clearly what Wendy said and looked at him doubtfully.

"It's nothing, just a little emotional. The people of the Knights are so powerful, and I, the God of Wind, can't let them down."

Wendy shook his head, with a smile in his eyes. He looked at the dark dragon and put his hand on the cold dragon scales: "Tvarin, let's go!"

"hold head high--!"

The Dragon of the East Wind flicked its tail, summoning a fierce storm, and fought with the dragon in the storm.

Ying tightly grasped the protruding horns or scales on the dragon's spine, using the power of purification to provide protection for Tevalin, so that it could freely fight the dragon without worrying about contamination.

She looked at the magic dragon and suddenly frowned: "Wendy, Paimon, do you think anything is wrong?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Paimon blinked, his eyes filled with clarity and innocence untainted by wisdom.

"Did you find anything?" Wendy raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I always feel that I have forgotten something..." Ying frowned, and suddenly her heart moved, her expression solemn: "Abyss Mage! That Abyss Mage is missing!"

Phew...it turns out to be the Abyss Mage...

Wendy secretly breathed a sigh of relief and made the same solemn expression, as if he was also seriously thinking about the whereabouts of the abyss mage.

At this moment, Ying suddenly caught a glimpse of a flash of red and quickly turned his head to follow the direction of the red. His eyes widened and he warned urgently: "Tevalin! Be careful!"

"late!"

Accompanied by a burst of iconic laughter, the Abyss Mage suddenly appeared in front of Tevalin's huge dragon head, holding a large black curtain, and suddenly covered it over Tevarin's head, temporarily blocking its sight.

"Roar--!"

"Bang!!"

The demonic dragon seized the opportunity and slammed into Tevalin, causing the breeze barrier on the dragon's back to shatter. Ying tightly grasped the bulge on the dragon's back to resist the sudden impact, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Wendy's entire body was thrown away, like a discarded rag doll.

"Wendy!!"

"hold head high--!"

Ying screamed in surprise, and Tewarin immediately got rid of the entanglement of the dragon and rushed towards the falling Wendy.

Why does Wendy look so weak?

He is a god, he shouldn't be like this!

Why?

Ying's heart was full of confusion and worry, but she suddenly realized something was wrong. The Demon Dragon Dulin didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue it!

She looked back in astonishment, only to see the dark dragon change direction and fall as fast as an eagle struck. The ribs in its chest opened, revealing its scarlet beating heart, biting away at the figure below like a giant mouth of the abyss!

"Tianfeng! Be careful in the sky!"

Chen Tianfeng suddenly raised his head and was about to dodge, but suddenly he groaned. The unknown energy he had been swallowing suddenly increased sharply, causing his body to stagnate.

Damn... it happened to be at this time... His face darkened. After confirming that he could not avoid it, he slashed upward with the long knife, pointing directly at the beating scarlet heart!

"boom!!!"

A huge roar sounded, and the snowflakes accumulated on the ground suddenly splashed up and fell quickly.

Ying's heart froze, and she stared blankly at the spot where the snowflakes splashed. She blinked her eyes blankly, and then suddenly widened her eyes.

Because there was nothing there, no dragon, no Chen Tianfeng, everything that just happened was like a false phantom.

…

Chen Tianfeng's eyes blurred. Instead of waiting for the expected impact, he found himself in a slightly dark place in the blink of an eye.

There was a figure standing not far ahead, seemingly waiting for him.

Pretending to be a ghost... Chen Tianfeng had an expressionless face, holding a long knife, and walked forward slowly, stopping ten steps in front of the figure, and then he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

It turned out to be him.

Kong turned around and looked at Chen Tianfeng with the same expressionless expression: "I finally see you, a traveler from a foreign land."