"That's a success." Gyin looked up at the small cloud of red smoke above the flower, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Then he opened his mouth wide and swallowed the four flames back into his stomach in one gulp, which also relieved Paimon, who had been holding back the heat.

"What's next?" Gyin turned to look at Barbatos.

"Next, leave it to me, it's best to use my breeze to control its movement." Barbatos said.

Then he raised his hand and pulled out a wind line, wrapped around the red smoke, and gently and slowly pulled it to Huron's mouth.

"Pull his mouth away." Barbatos said softly, so cautious that Paimon couldn't help but hold his breath.

Gyin complied, holding Huron's chin with his little paws, letting the smoke into his mouth.

After confirming that there is not a trace of leakage.

Gyin slowly closed his mouth again.

"Is that all there is to it?"

"Yes, the next step is to bet on the success rate of 3 percent, your apprentice Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he can pull out the nail of the cold sky with you, I believe that his life will never stop here."

Although Barbatos said all the good things, the more he said it, the more he felt that he had no bottom in his heart, thirty percent, even if it was the original time of the ruling himself, it was only thirty percent, and their layman could only be lower, as for how low, he didn't dare to guess.

"Barbatos, if my apprentice is not saved, you'd better let the people on the snowy mountains start preparing to evacuate, because I'm not going to let such an eye-catching thing remain on the ground of Teyvat."

As he spoke, Gyin symbolically shook his paw.

"I'm going to burn it completely from the roots!"

Barbatos exhaled happily, fortunately this is a guy who has a head and a debtor.

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And in that pure white space, the two teenagers have been talking for an unknown amount of time.

In this space, you don't feel tired, thirsty, and hungry, and even lie down and close your eyes, and your eyes will look through your eyelids, which is hell.

If there is only one person here, it is definitely not far from going crazy.

Luckily they were two people.

Huron tells Baras about his past, the inheritance and fate of his family, and the heroic deeds of pulling out the Nail of the Cold Sky and killing Durin with his master.

Hearing this, Baras burst into tears, and after learning that this boy of his age had lived such a miserable life in the past, Baras also decided to tell him some stories.

Told about the customs of his tribe, as well as some of the leyline exploration taught by the leyline masters of the tribe in the past, as well as some techniques for using the leylines to cast strange spells, Huron naturally did not miss any opportunity to become stronger, greedily grabbing this knowledge.

For example, the flexible secret technique that the tribal swordsmans learned from Gyin was just right for Huron, who could twist his joints to make his body sword at a strange angle.

"If you know these strange sword skills, why do you look so... Weak and thin? "Huron doesn't understand, a person who cultivates swords, even if he is not developed anywhere, will definitely have a strong arm, but when he pinched Baras's arm before, he was lying on his stomach.

Hearing Huron's question, Baras only scratched his head in embarrassment, "My physique was not good before, but my tribe is still a swordsmanship-based group, so at that time, I have always been looked down upon by the people in the clan, so I will secretly go to the sword training field to learn some sword skills, master their weaknesses, and go to my mentor to learn leyline spells, hoping that one day I can use the knowledge I have mastered to defeat the swordsmanship masters in the clan to prove myself." ”

When Huron heard this, he couldn't help but want to clap his hands, and anyone who could fight his fate was worthy of respect, but both Baras and Huron knew that the tribe had abandoned him in the end and made him a sacrifice.

Baras wiped tears from her eyes.

There are also some strange spells that require the use of leylines, and Baas is also eager to demonstrate them for Huron.

But now I don't know why, it can't be released in this space, in fact, long before, in the darkness when he woke up, Baas couldn't hear the sound of the leylines.

Not even Huron was able to condense the elemental power here.

Obviously, the fire attribute divine eye in his chest had been flickering, but no elemental power was released.

After eighteen attempts.

Huron gave up, "What the hell is this place, is this a place where the gods can't cast their eyes?" ”

Baras slowly leaned over.

"Huron, I heard you say, you are now under the rule of the Seven Gods, and you all rely on the Vision of God to drive your spells, right?" Baras stared at Huron's vision.

"Yes, when we drive the elemental force, the Vision will glow, and then we can use the corresponding attribute skills."

"Oh~" Baras put his fingers on his chin.

"And you're still unleashing elemental skills?"

Huron is strange.

"No, why do you say that?"

"But it's still bright." Baras pointed to Huron's chest.

"What!" Huron looked down and found that his Vision was really still flickering, obviously not driving it, and the frequency of the flickering was getting faster and more intense.

"What the hell is going on!" Huron exclaimed, he had never seen anything like it.

"Huron! He's not going to explode, is he!? Paas hurriedly retreated far away, "Throw it away!" ”

"Impossible! This is the affirmation of the gods! I'm not going to throw it away, besides, this is a product of divine power, how can it explode so easily, it should... Should... No way. ”

Huron stood there and stomped his feet, the Vision was in his chest, if it exploded, he wouldn't have enough lives to play, but throwing away the Vision was something he had never thought about.

So until the end, the Vision stopped flickering and kept it on, and Huron didn't abandon it.

"Look, this is a gift from God, how can it explode so easily."

Huron's triumphant hip lifted his head, as if to show his victory.

Baras, on the other hand, was chattering with his teeth.

Tremblingly, he raised his hand and pointed behind Huron.

"Hugh... Huron... Behind... Be careful......"

"Huh?" As if he had heard that Baras's tone was wrong, Huron, who had a premonition that the situation was not good, rushed forward quickly and left his original position.

Then he threw his arms on the ground and turned around to see what the hell was sacred.

It turned out to be seen.

"It's... What ......"

A large dragon of red smoke arched his body and stared at the two of them with his bright red eyes.

Of course, what surprised him the most was not the rationality of the existence of this fog that is not like fog and snakes are not like snakes.

It was the face of this monster, and his face was seven or eight points similar to that of the master who had turned into the form of a dragon.

But it's just similar, there are still many differences between this dragon face and Master's face, such as the horns are hooked corners that bend backwards, while Master is a flat angle in the shape of a double axe blade, and the momentum doesn't match Master's casual and impermanent character, it is completely an angry dragon face.

But aside from all this, even Huron can't tell the difference at first glance, he really resembles Master.

"Why is this happening?"