Seeing that Diluc actually got up again, Stormterror once again raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, as if to vent his anger.

It's just a mere human being, and in the eyes of the dragon they are so small that he who has made such a sacrifice for Mondstadt is called a Wind Demon Dragon, and the people here don't deserve it.

The human in front of him shouldn't stand up again, the poisonous blood and curse in his body slammed into Stormterror's sanity, making it more and more angry, wanting to destroy this self-righteous human.

Stormterror rose almost upright, flapping its wings behind it, and an unrivaled gust of wind was created, and the building behind Diluc nearly collapsed in the wind, but he still stood.

Plunge the clan sword into the ground as a fulcrum to keep yourself from being blown away by the wind.

He was amazed by his strength, in the past, he would never have inserted the clan sword so deeply, but now he actually inserted it very easily.

Stormterror became even more irritable when he saw that Diluc had easily stabilized his body without using much force.

Wind elemental attacks condensed from behind it, crashing into Diluc like shining meteors.

Diluc now had both hands on the hilt of his sword, and he had no strength left to resist the attack, and just when he thought he was going to be attacked, a wall of wind that had spawned out of thin air appeared in front of him.

While these can't be counteracted, they can deflect and hit the side.

Qin in the distance looked at this scene in surprise, who is this person? A human body alone can compete with a dragon!

Lisa's anger had also subsided a lot now, and she looked at Jean and asked, "Jean, do you think this person is a bit similar to the friend Diluc described earlier?" ”

Looking from behind, Qin's memories of the past resurfaced, a familiar and unfamiliar outfit, this black robe... Maybe that person wasn't dead at all.

While they were discussing Diluc's identity, Diluc, the protagonist of the battle with Stormterror, could no longer hold back the sadness in his heart.

"It's you... Are you watching over me? Diluc's tone was low, staring intently at the wall of wind that had spawned out of thin air in front of him.

Seeing Stormterror rush at him again, Diluc was swept away by a tail, but he immediately stood up from the ground and looked directly at the dragon in front of him.

"Listen! Stormterror! Today, right now, standing in front of you is the mysterious masked man! Remember my name and I'll make you pay for what you've done today! Diluc said in a deep tone.

Seeing the determination in Diluc's eyes, Stormterror seemed to see a figure in a holy white robe stretching out his hand towards it

"O dragon from above! Trust me! I will make it possible for you to live with humans, and if you like to listen to my songs, I will play them for you. ”

In a moment of Stormterror's stunned moments, Diluc had already rushed to its front, slashing his heavy clan sword at its scales.

Suddenly blood splattered, and a long wound was cut on the shoulder of the Stormterror, and anger surged back into its heart, and it slapped the injured Diluc away again, but instead of continuing to attack, it flapped its wings and flew back into the sky.

A blood-red tear fell from its eye socket and fell to the ground as tiny crystals, in which Diluc saw shattered scenes, but fleetingly.

As Dvalin vanished from view, the storm that swept through Mondstadt dissipated, the dark clouds in the sky receded, and a bright ray of sunlight shone through the clouds on Diluc's mask, which reflected a rainbow of light.

"Thank you... I won't let you down. Diluc clenched the wind dragon teardrops in his hand and left the scene silently, stepping into the darkness.

Seeing the storm recede, the Mondstadt people who had taken refuge came out of the house, and they only saw Diluc's back, Jean tried to catch up but was stopped by Lisa.

"Alright, he definitely didn't want anyone to know his identity when he left like this, so instead of chasing him, you should help the wounded in Mondstadt... And my books. Lisa said with her arms around her chest.

Watching the storm recede and the farce end, Xia Wei sat on the city wall and caught the seed brought by a dandelion that had just been blown away by the storm

"Well done, Diluc, it's not in vain that I've worked so hard to stack buffs for you, maybe this matter doesn't need to be explained... After all, I raised a hero myself. ”

Xia Wei jumped off the city wall, and then ran back to his residence in Mondstadt as if he remembered something, just now focusing on the big things, forgetting the small things, and not knowing what happened to the Agathya.

When he came to the place where the house was, he saw only a pile of broken bricks and rubble, and Agasya sighing in front of the ruins of the house.

Seeing Xia Wei coming back, Agaxia said apologetically to him: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xia Wei, I didn't expect this to happen, I'm sorry for not being able to keep the house." ”

Xia Wei looked at the surrounding houses, many houses in Mondstadt were affected by the dragon plague, and the fate was the same as his house.

"It's none of your business, don't care, you can buy another house if it's gone, as long as the person is okay." Xia Wei said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Xia Wei didn't have any angry expression, Agasya nodded excitedly, "Then I'll go buy another house now." ”

Xia Wei stopped her, "Wait, Catarina and the others shouldn't have been in Mondstadt during the Dragon Plague, right?" ”

"They have set up a station near Qingquan Town, please rest assured, Mr. Xia Wei." Agatya laughed.

"That's good, by the way, how much money do I have left for my event?" Xia Wei thought of this and asked.

Agaxia took out a small notebook from her bosom and looked at it, "There are still 20 million Mora left, and the Mora that the puppet master sponsored the construction factory gave me is also 20 million." ”

"Well... Well, I think Mondstadt coincides with the Dragon Plague, and it's a great opportunity for me to establish a good relationship with the people here! Let's take out 10 million Mora as a reserve fund to help those affected by the disaster. Xia Wei said indifferently.

But Agasya was shocked, "If you want to help the people affected by the disaster, you won't need 10 million Mora at all, and 1 million Mora will be enough to establish the image of a good person, and our follow-up actions will be less than this 10 million Mora..."

"I think it's worth it, don't ask me again, if you really can't do it, go to the lady to borrow it, it's all because the rich people give too little." Xia Wei shook his head and sent Agasya away, then walked to the ruins and flipped around.

It didn't take long to find the desk where the manuscript was stored, and the manuscript was unharmed in the broken drawer, but it was slightly broken.

Xia Wei took the manuscript into his arms, and at this time, someone behind him called him.

"Xia Wei, it turns out that you are fine! We were worried about you just now. Paimon waved his hand and flew towards Xia Wei, followed by Ying.