"Traveller, this battle has nothing to do with you."
"Don't even try to reverse the will of the gods."
Zhongli spoke seriously, his amber eyes shining brightly against the black fire, as if they were filled with brilliance like burning gold.
Although he didn't understand how his God's Heart appeared in the hands of the traveler, the most important thing at the moment was to seal Famas, who was on the verge of losing control, again.
Studying and using the power of the abyss at will will only lead to the end of monsters being ravaged and exiled just like Reinhardt, the alchemist who spied on taboos thousands of years ago.
Zhongli took advantage of the gap in the conversation to continuously mobilize his divine power to strangle the power of the abyss near the wound, while Famas on the other side of the battlefield was also suppressing the black fire contaminated by darkness, turning it red into a blazing flame like dawn.
It's just that this kind of brutal suppression with divine power is tantamount to putting out fires and cannot completely eliminate the influence of the power of the abyss.
The fierce fire kept trembling, and might burst out with more terrifying heat at any time.
"I reject!"
The traveler looked at Zhongli who was as indifferent as a rock, gritted his teeth and responded: "I don't know the grudge between you and Famas, but the war should not affect the ordinary people in Liyue Port."
"Mr. Zhongli...no, the emperor..."
"Under your feet are countless residents of Liyue who were affected by the battle. If the wind god Barbatos hadn't held up the sky with strong winds, Liyue Port would have been destroyed in the aftermath of the war."
The girl's deafening voice reached Zhongli's ears, but it did not cause any waves to appear on his face as cold as Jieshan.
In the fight between the gods, gentleness never belongs to the gods of the mountains. In the melee that overturns the world, even if old friends turn against each other, the mountains will not show mercy.
"Thousands of years ago, the poet imitated my handwriting and forged the [Secret Pact of Leeward]. Now is the time for retribution."
"Not to mention the fact that they are both rulers of the Seven Worlds. This is also Barbatos's duty."
Zhongli nodded and stated in a matter-of-fact tone.
As the god of wealth and contracts, he remembers every contract signed in the name of the Rock King Emperor.
Even if the person who signed the contract is not himself.
"Traveler, I cannot protect Liyue forever."
"Maybe one day, Rockport will lose the gaze of the gods, and mortals will eventually have to learn to walk alone."
The emperor's Yaoxiu-colored dragon boy shimmered, the fine scales climbed up his neck, and even the dragon horns on his ears glowed with golden amber light.
Human beings may seem weak, but they are the creatures that have stayed the longest in the long history of Teyvat.
Entrusting Liyue's future to them was a fateful choice.
"Faced with the invasion of foreign armies, Qianyan Army and Qixing have proven their determination to protect Liyue. Now it is up to me to follow the ancient contract, clean up the four directions, and eliminate the demon god."
As Zhongli finished speaking, the rich rock light broke through the pitch-black battlefield, revealing the dark blue night sky that had not been seen for a long time. The shining emperor seemed like the sun hidden under the sea.
But if you look closely, you can find that at the edge of the inconspicuous rock light, a broken black hole has appeared in the area where Famas and Zhongli's divine power collided.
"Wait... Zhongli!"
The traveler turned around unsuspectingly, holding the edgeless sword horizontally to block it, leaving his back to Famas who was observing the situation.
When he found an opportunity, Famas suddenly waved his hand to the traveler, and the dark flames rushed towards the girl with a burning temperature, but it was not to take away the traveler's life, but to retrieve the Heart of God hanging from her waist.
As Zhongli said, Vikas has completed his mission as a soldier.
As a king, Famas will never let these lingering desires die out.
"Ying, be careful!"
As soon as the flames approached the traveler, Paimon spoke anxiously to remind him.
Zhongli also sensed Famas's intention. The rock flow gathered like a wave and attacked the travelers while preventing the spread of the fierce fire.
The battle in Liyue Port has ended, so it is time to retrieve the chess pieces that symbolize the authority of the gods.
"Hmph!"
Ying raised her sword and scolded lightly, and the amber light wings appeared behind the girl again. The long sword with starlight slashed towards the black fire, as if the ice and snow encountered the blazing sun, and the power of the abyss in it melted in an instant.
At the same time, the flowing rock light had bound the girl's dangling feet, and the bright divine power cut off the ribbon, pulling the two hearts of gods around.
But before the emperor could exert all his strength, the blue breeze stretched from the break of the ribbon like a thin thread, locking the chess piece firmly to the girl's side.
"Barbatos..."
Zhongli frowned, and more powerful divine power surged towards the traveler, trying to tear off the tough wind threads, but unexpectedly, the rock standing under his feet had been eroded by the power of the pitch-black abyss.
The black fire continued to swallow the power of the gods as if it were alive, and the rock-solid foundation instantly collapsed.
Famas also discovered the stable divine power left by Barbatos, and then controlled the abyss to erode the rock, with a helpless smile on his lips.
"Wendy, this guy has done something serious."
Ignoring the fire of the abyss that was destroyed by the starlight, Famas raised his hand and summoned the most violent dark fire. The deathly fire pillar clung to the boy's side, roaring straight into the sky.
Gods need to govern the world and perpetuate faith in order to accumulate divine power.
As the eldest and most industrious among the Seven Consuls, Morax also has the greatest amount of divine power stored in the heart of God.
Since the Guiliji flood and the end of the Shuangwang rule, the Yanwang Emperor moved the people to live in the south of Tianheng. The industrious Liyue people dug mountains to mine jade and drilled rocks to gain access, and established a port named Liyue. The city has lasted for more than 3,700 years.
In the past three thousand and seven hundred years, the emperor has strictly abided by his contracts and responsibilities, guided Liyue's development, and never neglected it. The huge divine power accumulated in the heart of the god was even surpassed by Barbatos, the wind god who was the emperor's contemporary.
However, because Famas was unwilling to abide by the laws established by heaven, he resolutely chose to give up his godhood in the ancient times. When Munata's national power was at its peak, he destroyed the heart of the god and granted divine power to mortals.
Although Famas ruled Munata for a short time, the war country in his era was technologically advanced and the country was rich and powerful.
The highly mechanized army traverses the continent of Teyvat, constantly plundering resources and beliefs. Famas at that time was not inferior to the Rock King Emperor today.
Otherwise, how could Famas be called the former chief of the Seven Gods by Zhongli.
"In that case...you should leave with the heart of God first."
Famas seemed to realize something, and stretched out his hand lightly. The fire element that had just been purified by the traveler formed a ball, unexpectedly wrapping Ying and Paimon, and then pushed the two women away from the central battlefield.
Temporarily entrusting the Heart of God to the travelers also prevented Morax from destroying the Heart of God and awakening the possibility of heavenly justice.
Famas used the evil eye as a medium to unscrupulously mobilize the power of the abyss deep in the earth's veins to suppress Yan Guang, and the madness in his red eyes flashed away.
Black flames hung from the sky like a gauze curtain, like the skirt of the moon goddess, but it brought a horror like the coming of doomsday. The skylight weakly filtered through the flames, casting a rich gray-black color on the scenery on the ground.
"Under the sky, no one is an island, and no one can be safe."
"So, Morax, ask no more for whom the bell tolls."
“It rings just for you!”
