Behind the dense and weaving barrier of thousands of winds, the young man who calls himself a bard soars into the air.
The wide hood covered the face of the god, revealing only a pair of dark green braids. The snow-like wings of Longcrest Mountain stretched out behind her, shedding holy light and dispersing the dim and ominous light around her.
But as time passes slowly, the blood-colored cube that seals Famas remains unchanged.
Wendy's clear and windy eyes gradually dimmed, the god restrained his expectant expression, firmly held Famas' fully crystallized palm, and his divine power surged out unreservedly like the breeze in the mountains.
"I can't live in the windless sea of silence..."
"Wait a few more thousand years."
Following Wendy's action of pouring divine power, the heart of the fire elemental god, which looks like a sharp sword, bloomed with blazing light, growing like fireworks in a furnace, turning the blood-colored cubes into molten liquid.
The constantly flowing hot lava is filled with strange bluish golden elements, like the white soil that creates life.
Famas, who was holding the gun blade tightly, stepped out of the flames. The God of War that made the world tremble was rekindled in the shattered spar, and the sea of fire flooded the sky and drowned the savagely growing World Tree.
"I heard it."
"Is this a confession to me? Barbatos."
After breaking the seal, Famas broke the square chains around his body, without any sense of urgency when facing the law of heaven, and grabbed Wendy's white wrist with a bright smile.
"Hey, of course not...what are you thinking about all day long!"
Wendy's azure eyes were dyed with the color of a sunny day after the rain, and she stumbled in response.
The two looked at each other, and countless exchanges were completed in these fleeting words.
"Famas! Wendy!"
"Think of a way...ahem...it seems like Traveler and Zhongli can't hold on any longer!"
Countless scarlet fragments roared and fell. Paimon, who was hiding behind the traveler, turned around anxiously. He happened to witness Famas breaking the seal and hurriedly called out. Unexpectedly, he choked on a mouth full of dust amidst the diffuse rock debris and strong wind. p>
After hearing the little mascot's call for help, the boy let go of Wendy's wrist, quickly calmed his expression, and then stared at the heart of God that was sinking in front of him, muttering to himself.
"As expected of the alchemist named [Gold], come to Indotte."
The elemental power as bright as gold surrounds the bloody chess pieces, flowing into the empty heart of Famas along with the burning flames.
What has just resisted the erosion of the natural law is not only the divine power poured into by Wendy, but also the original materials left in the chess pieces by the great alchemist Laindot when he used his wandering heart to study.
During the Demon God War, Laindot seemed to have discovered the truth of the world and left it to the god who was most likely to overthrow the false sky.
"It's rare for a cold woman to have such foresight..."
Famas looked past Ying, who had his back to him, and finally and Morax. The boiling heat continued to spread until it saturated the entire land of Liyue.
The seven consuls except Feng Yan all stopped their movements as if they were feeling something, and raised their heads to look at the starry sky that was as bright as ever.
The crimson collapsed space is still spreading, but the earth veins under everyone's feet are glowing with the brilliance of life, and the pure amber light is like a bridge, connecting the skyline at both ends of the earth's surface and the sky.
Famas tightened his grip on the chess piece that had been away from his chest for thousands of years...
It is exuding a warm brilliance, like an iron-blooded order to mobilize war.
The sound of uniform footsteps came from the wide translucent bridge, causing the air to tremble continuously, and a huge number of heavy armored cavalry and chariots drove out from the smoke and dust that blocked the sky.
Sand and iron filings are mixed, and engine oil and blood seep into the ground, creating a strange smell in the yellow sand.
This smell has a self-explanatory name.
【War】
"These are...?"
The traveler turned sideways to block Fang Lian's attack, and looked in shock at the vast array of soldiers wearing heavy armor on the Amber Bridge.
The expressions of each soldier were hidden under the thick face armor, and no one could confirm whether the real soldiers were wrapped in these dark iron sheets
Life and soul.
"They were once soldiers of Munata. They lost all consciousness and memory through multiple rebirths and curses, and no longer possessed the intelligence of human beings."
"Today, it is just an empty shell with memories of the battle remaining."
Zhongli, who controlled the rock pillars to block erosion, immediately saw the true nature of these soldiers.
At that time, Lyindot used alchemy and raw materials to create a body that could hold the soul fragments, and then Buyer, the Great Merciful Tree King, intercepted the souls of the dead soldiers from the earth's veins.
Finally, with the help of the heart of God Famas and the power of war, the goal of resurrecting the dead was achieved.
But now that the Great Merciful Tree King has passed away, a warrior who only relies on the original material and the heart of God to revive will naturally be unable to maintain basic sanity.
But even so, the will to defend and destroy the enemy is still engraved in this empty shell, even if no one can tell them where the enemy is and what they want to protect.
"For the sake of victory, please allow me to borrow your body again."
Famas requested softly, but his inquiry could not get any response.
Zhongli, on the other hand, maintained the rock light against erosion, looking down at the dark army.
"If Munata had not had the ambition to expand the territory, and not have the trespass to spy on the throne..."
"What would these long-dead soldiers look like?"
The horn of war has sounded, and the collapsing space extending towards Liyue has been blocked by the emperor. What follows is the confrontation between Famas and Tianli.
Before Munata's heroic soul turns to ashes, at least let the maintainers in the sky see the struggle of human beings.
"Charge!"
Famas waved his gun blade to break the road, and all the chariots began to accelerate. The swords and shields collided with the collapsed space, and then they were both annihilated.
The dark bodies of the soldiers continued to shatter, and the longbowmen mechanically drew the bows and shot out arrows, until the bodies and the spears and bows made of dark meteorite could not withstand the huge pressure and shattered.
Despite the lack of permanent motion machinery made by Kanreia, the soldiers' charge was still unstoppable. The cavalry wielded huge swords that could turn into steel whips to slash, and the powerful crossbows on the chariots continued to shoot out pitch-black artillery fire.
The twisted black and red cube was finally contained by a powerful attack, and the soldiers belonging to the Munata Mechanical Private Corps used their bodies to fill the spreading collapse space.
The remaining power of the Dust God acted on the advancing chariot phalanx at the same time, and the light from the Locks of the Earth became stronger and stronger, even overshadowing the scorching sun hanging high in the sky.
But in the end, his body shape became shallower and shallower.
The woman standing behind Zhongli looked at him with gentle eyes. She just raised her hand to touch the man's shoulder, but unexpectedly, her palm went directly through the emperor's strong spine.
Zhongli seemed to feel something and turned around. What he saw was a look of relief on his face, looking towards Dihuazhou in the distance.
"I know... you have completed the contract and built an ideal country."
"It's a pity that I can't see it anymore."
The girl shook her head regretfully and threw herself into Zhongli's arms.
The pure girl like a glass lily turned into dust and dispersed, using the remaining divine power to fill the ravines in Liyue's earth veins.
"No, wait, there must be another way..."
Zhongli panicked and hugged the dissipating figure, looked around, and suddenly shouted to the young man who was leading the fight: "Famas!"
As the only existing god who knows how to resurrect the dead, Famas has become Zhongli's last hope.
But before the other party could respond, the girl's playful smile disappeared completely, and even the earthly locks that had lost their divine power gradually faded and eventually turned into powder.
"Promise me, Morax..."
"Don't let this prosperous age dissipate in reincarnation.".