Kaia touched his chin and said with great interest: "So, can we discuss it?"
"Let's discuss how to get the most value out of me. I can't give you this time. Don't even think about it."
Dickapian said calmly: "This problem is not included. If you want to be clever next time, it will be regarded as that person's problem."
"Very good, then I'll be the first to ask."
Kaia became serious: "So, this noble existence standing in front of me now, from the perspective of life level, are you really Dickapian?"
"No, the real Dick Lapian has fallen into silence, just like the shattered tower back then."
"And my existence is just as the mark of Diehlappian, the spiritual incarnation of immortality, unyielding, and unwillingness."
"Okay, I've finished asking my questions, and I'll leave the rest to you."
Diluc put away his weapon, crossed his hands and said calmly: "So, if we want to eliminate the influence you have caused, what needs to be done."
"If this final test can make me feel happy and clear, all those bad effects you call me will dissipate."
"If you can't satisfy me, then it proves that your free will is nothing more than this, and then you will use longer time and firmer determination to calm everything down."
Everyone in Mondstadt frowned. The solution to this problem sounds simple, but it is actually too broad.
Satisfy Dick Lapian?
Anyway, it is impossible for them to surrender. Besides, the other party himself said that he is an immortal, unyielding, and unwilling spirit. Surrendering to him will only reenact the other party's memory, which is completely useless.
Besides, this is an old monster who is nearly ten thousand years old. It is really difficult for people like them to use more than ten or twenty years of life experience to judge what the other party wants.
"Why do you want to show up again?"
Qin asked: "The demon is immortal, but after thousands of years, why do you suddenly appear at this time, and even control the power in the secret realm."
"Control? Haha, it's just a use of the power of the earth's veins. It's far from control. It's just a mortal's humble opinion."
"As for why I want to show up at this time..."
Diehlappian was silent for a moment: "The beautiful dreams that once were shattered into pieces like the sky. Even with the power and mind of the demon god, it will take time to gather them together again."
"Moreover, after thousands of years, people on this land are still fighting for freedom, but it seems that real freedom has not yet arrived."
"I want to see what kind of brilliance the things that people in the past desperately pursued can bloom in this relatively peaceful era."
"And what makes freedom shine is only high pressure, only fear, and only disaster!"
"I don't want to see the so-called wind of freedom. I am the Emperor of Gale Winds, Dierkapian, but I am quite interested in the flame in the hearts of mortals."
"The flames of the past burned the entire era and the king's tower. Can the current flames burn a little bit of my strength? This is what I want to see. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
...
A standard, yet indifferent answer.
For God, the limitations of mortals are indeed there.
An obedient child is playing on an abandoned road, and a hundred disobedient children are playing on an oncoming vehicle.
There is a mechanism in your hand. Which child should you choose to save, or those one hundred?
This is a difficult option for humans to choose, because no matter which one you choose, there will be various reasons that restrain your hands about to break the mechanism.
But to God, this is a very simple question.
dead?
What is the difference between one and a hundred?
It's nothing more than numbers.
In contrast, being able to witness the struggle and unwillingness of human beings when making choices can arouse a sense of freshness for demons who are used to seeing too many ordinary things.
Just like now.
"I come!"
Dadalia stepped forward, an excited smile burning in her eyes.
"This noble incarnation of the gods, can I have a fight with you?"
"Can."
The simple question and simple answer surprised everyone present.
Is this executive crazy?
However, within the next five minutes, they saw a battle that made them feel "boring".
It wasn't even a one-sided massacre, because the time Diego Rapian gave Dardalia was only five minutes.
In these five minutes, the pressure of the Gale Demon God was released, stopping thousands of flowing winds and making the people bow their heads. The power of the tower made it difficult for Dadalia to survive any further.
Until the last second, Mr. Executive, whose body had been completely wrapped in the light of the two elements and transformed into an elemental man, only tried his best to move forward a small half step.
"Is it the power obtained by squeezing life force? From a mortal perspective, you are very strong and your desire for battle is strong enough."
"However, it is too early to challenge a demon god."
As soon as these words came out, even Gu Sanqiu was surprised.
What does it mean that it's too early... is there still such an operation?
Everyone in the Knights of the West Wind also silently remembered this person's appearance in their hearts. If this guy appeared in Mondstadt, they would definitely send out the most elite intelligence personnel to keep an eye on him!
"Okay everyone, let me ask the next question."
Eura stared at Dickapian closely: "Did you hinder Mondstadt's old aristocratic period?"
"I'm not interested in mortals' struggles for power. They are just another shackle in this land's struggle for freedom. What do mortals do if they can't control their desires have anything to do with me?"
"snort!"
Yora bit her lip and stepped aside without saying a word.
"Okay, everyone in the Knights has asked so many questions, how about you let me ask you a question."
Gu Sanqiu raised his hand lightly, and then looked at Dickapian.
"My question is very simple, but also very unexpected. I hope you are prepared."
"Oh? I've been curious from the beginning, what questions would someone like you ask? Tell me."
"How can I completely kill a demon god?"
"Well, if I need to describe it, it's probably the kind that makes the other party crumble into ashes and die so hard that they can't die again."
"What!"
At this time, even players with facial paralysis such as Diluc and Abedo couldn't help showing expressions of surprise.
"Mortal, can I understand that you are provoking?"
"This is a serious question."
Facing the pressure, Gu Sanqiu calmly took out the dragon scale shield and used the dragon power in it to resist the influence of the earth veins in the wind element.
"Please answer carefully. This is an opportunity for us to ask questions as a demon god."
"Huh, Demon God, but even if the Demon God turns against you now, what can you, an ordinary person, do?"
"you will not."
Gu Sanqiu's tone was determined.
The monarch of the fierce wind, the lonely king of the tower, built a tower to protect his people from the strong wind, but it blew so hard that people couldn't lift their heads. He planted the seeds of freedom in their hearts, but he never gave it to anyone.
People have argued.
This kind of rigid robot life described in science fiction, where even the time to go to the toilet is stipulated, was created by Dick Lapian for his people and has never been changed. Even if the tower is broken, it will not change.
I have never bowed my head to anyone or God.
Without him, the difference between gods and humans is the most true manifestation.
The demands and desires of mortals have nothing to do with him!
The failure of Dick Lapian is the general trend. It is people's desire for freedom that shatters the aloof gale. This is the deception used by bricklayers.
Even if he is a loser, he is still proud!
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._