Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Lone King of the Tower
Nan Shuo looked at the remnant soul of the demon god who rushed towards him, smiled and snapped his fingers, and the distance between the two suddenly stretched a long time.
"O old king of mondstadt, welcome to my temple."
The surrounding scene turned into a dark space, and the messy stones under the feet of Nanshuo and the Lone King of the Tower also turned into a neat marble floor.
Nanshuo stood quietly in front of the door of an illusory temple and spread his arms outstretched, as if welcoming the arrival of guests.
"Ah!!h
The madness in the eyes of the already crazy tower lone king was even stronger, and he rushed towards Nanshuo like a homeless man who had been hungry and thirsty for three days. But no matter how much he rushed forward, he couldn't close the distance between the two.
"Alas, don't be so anxious, we can actually play slowly."
Nan Shuo shook his head and tapped at the Mad King in the distance with one hand, and a dark ray suddenly penetrated the chest of the Tower Lone King, revealing a blue-green core inside, but soon a black fluid seeped in from outside the dark space, covering and filling the Mad King's damaged flesh.
"Haha, sure enough, you're not just a remnant of a grudge."
After Nanshuo saw the tower lone king whose eyes were a little clearer after being covered in black fluid.
"Are you...... Holdel. ”
Decarapian, who had regained his senses, looked at Nanshuo and said in a dull voice:
"I didn't expect to see you in this kind of place, this should be your divine domain."
The Divine Domain, the pronoun of the place of residence of the Demon God, is also known as the Kingdom of God, and the combat effectiveness of the Demon God in the Divine Domain will generally be improved to a certain extent. The reason why Decarapian was able to keep the North Wind King Wolf at bay with the Tornado barrier was because he had built the old Mondstadt King in the ruins of the Wind Dragon into his own kingdom.
"Oh, where do you think you'll meet me?"
Nan Shuo casually conjured up a table and chair for himself and Diekarapian, added two cups of black tea, conjured up a dress and top hat for himself, sat down and looked at the former king of old Mondstadt with a smile.
"Hehe, the Tomb of the Gods, or the Abyss, who knows."
The lonely king sat down and drank all the black tea in one gulp, and then let out a long breath of praise and exclaimed, "Good tea!" ”
"Yo, you know a lot. But the two places you talked about...... Is there a difference? ”
Nanshuo took a sip and looked at the Tower Lone King in shock.
"Hahaha."
The Lone King of the Tower smiled arrogantly, his eyes showed a somewhat complicated look, and he did not continue the topic, and said in a rather emotional tone:
"When you and Fikral went to Sky Island, I thought you would succeed, but I didn't expect you to lose too, and then I built the ...... Cages. ”
As he spoke of the cage, a fleeting loneliness flashed in Dekarapian's eyes, and the Lone King paused for a moment and then spoke:
"But it should have collapsed when the song of freedom was sung, and the tyrannical rule of my tyrant was finally blown away by the wind of freedom, hahaha."
Saying this, a tear flowed from Decarapian's eyes.
Seeing these tears, Nan Shuo was stunned, although the Lone King of the Tower is a tyrant, he is also a god, [God loves the world], this is the common denominator of all demon gods, in the chaotic times of the Demon God War, he divided his divine power to build a royal capital, to provide shelter for the mortals in his territory, and built a wind wall to cover the sky and the sun, building a high wall for the people of Mondstadt to block the war.
But the demon god was too arrogant after all, and he used his divine power to protect the people of Mondstadt, protecting them while restricting their freedom, and his choice may have been right at the time, but his lofty attitude and complacent pride led to the revolt of Wendy and his friends.
Rather than calling him a tyrant, Nan Shuo prefers to call him a "Golden Retriever Corrupt Dog", this Gale Demon God is more like a blonde arrogant and poor-breasted lady who is not good at expressing herself, and the ending of her "Defeated Dog" is really self-inflicted.
"Andreus swallowed me."
Decarapian shook his head, his long golden hair standing out in the dark space.
"After the wind wall dissipated, he rushed in, I am not good at fighting, I am not his opponent, but even he is only the top of the strong god after all, I can't win in the face of a full counterattack, and in the end I can only reduce my counterattack by devouring."
"So, you've been in the belly of a wolf for thousands of years?"
Nan Shuo raised his eyebrows and refilled a cup of black tea for Diekarapian.
"In the belly of the wolf...... You can say the same thing. ”
"So you can count as ...... now Excreta? ”
Nanshuo stood up, took a few steps back, and looked at Decarapian with disgust.
"Hey, you!"
Decarapian was choked twice by Nan Shuo, and his eyeballs were about to go out of his sockets, thinking that if he was still at his peak, even if he couldn't beat him, he would have to punch this underwhelmed guy twice.
"Alright, well, I don't want to hear you about the untold history of Old Mondstadt right now."
"You know?"
Diekarapian looked at Nanshuo suspiciously.
"I don't know."
"And why are you?"
Nan Shuo sighed, shrugged his shoulders and said:
"If you say it now, what will the author of the next chapter do?"
“????”
"No, I mean, I'm going to have to find another insider later, and you're going to be embarrassed to say it all in the end."
“…………”
After the corners of his mouth twitched, he lay down helplessly in his chair, spread his hands and said:
"So, what do you plan to do with me, you don't want to decorate your temple with my remnants."
Decarapian had already sensed that Holdel, who had been an unattainable existence during the Demon God War, was now an existence that he couldn't see through, and the last time he saw such an existence was on Sky Island.
"Hahaha, it's really the same annoying self-inflicted cleverness as rumored."
Nanshuo smiled and stood up, slowly walking towards Diekarapian.
"What, is it possible that you still want to let me go?"
Decarapian smiled slightly, his eyes burning as he looked at the god of darkness whom he had met for the first time.
"Well, if I were to go out, I wouldn't be able to promise that I wouldn't be distracted by resentment and swing a butcher's knife at the people of Mondstadt again."
"Haha, don't worry, you guessed it right, you are "dead" today. ”
Nanshuo stretched out his right hand and pressed his five fingers open on the door of Decarapian's face.
"But I'll let you live on Teyvat in another form.
It's a bit of a bad fit for me, but ......"
A clear beam of light shot up from the sky above Dekarapian's head, directly dispelling the darkness that had lasted for years in Nanshuo's different space.
"The Lone King of the Tower, Diecarapian!
You have deprived the people of Mondstadt of their freedom, and death is a little too cheap for you.
So ......"
Nan Shuo lowered the brim of his hat, showed a flat smile and said:
"Become the gale that guards Mondstadt again and atone for your sins, tyrant."
In the clear beams of light, Decarapian's crazy face changed to that of the former high king, although it looked like a treacherous and mean feeling, but the relieved expression on his face at this time added a sense of gentleness to it.
"I see, Holdel ......"
"Just call me Nanshuo."
“…… This is the third time you've interrupted me, haha, well-then, thank you Nanshuo! ”
Diecarapian stroked his chest with his right hand and performed an old Mondstadt ritual to Nanshuo.
"Then, if you can, say sorry to the wind elf for me, I actually...... Don't want that. ”
"I'll convey it for you."
Nan Shuo nodded slightly, and his eyes became serious for the first time in a long time.
"Farewell, then, friend of the first time."
As he uttered the last word, his form dissipated completely, leaving only a severed scepter.
"Farewell...... The Lone King of the Tower. ”
Nanshuo closed his eyes and offered his own moment of silence in tribute to the former king of Mondstadt.