Mom?!

Albedo felt like a cold cave all over his body now, why did the hilichurls speak human language? No, it's...

The voice of the heart, they are resonating with themselves with the voice of their hearts, the voice of a mouth is as small as a mosquito, but after the dense mouths around themselves speak together, this sentence becomes so clear.

Who is their "mom"? What happened to the original owners of these mouths around them?!

The surrounding points of light were of various shapes, ranging from wild boars to beaks, to beaks, and a beak that had never been seen before, but they were all repeating the word.

The oppressive atmosphere combined with the harsh white light made Albedo breathless.

What happened to Mondstadt?

Huron also came to the center of the black mud, listening to the sounds of these mouths, he had already perked up at this time, because he had already guessed the general situation of the matter, of course, in fact, it did not take much brain, because now it was estimated that only his master could do this.

It's just that he doesn't know why Master did this.

However, since it was Master's decision, no matter how much he tried to stop it, it would be useless.

"Huron, you should know something, where these things come from." Albedo noticed the change in Huron's expression.

The curiosity in his eyes had overshadowed the fear of the mysterious, what was happening could change Mondstadt completely, and he vaguely guessed who was responsible for it all, but he wasn't sure.

Because he didn't understand why the mad dragon was doing this.

If he had been there when Baras woke up, I'm sure he would have understood it quickly.

The history of the original God who created it.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Albedo, just wait a little longer and you'll know everything."

Huron's tone was unusually calm, and the calmness made Abbe feel a little frightened.

Why is Huron so calm, and just now, it is like two people.

"Mommy, Mommy~Mom..." chattered endlessly in the black mud, and these chaotic resonances were completely different in the minds of the two people of Huron and Albedo.

There was nothing but noise and confusion in Albedo's mind, a disgusting feeling, as if his head was about to explode if he listened to it again.

But in Huron's there was only a soft childlike voice whispering, soothing, slight, like a new satin caressing the back of the neck.

"Mother's idol, the earth, the sky, nowhere is suitable, the ground has been occupied by the breeze, we are going to tear down the largest one, and then put the statue of Mama there."

"Nope! No! No! That can't be! Huron retorted anxiously, as a native of Mondstadt, how could he possibly let them tear down the statue of the god of wind.

"Then you say, where are we going to build the idol of Mommy?"

"Or, underground? Go underground and have a look. Huron wiped his sweat in his heart.

"Yes, underground, let's go underground, Huron, you're such a smart boy."

"Hmm." Huron breathed a sigh of relief.

"We're leaving, there's a lot of space underground, Huron, come to us later."

"Okay."

Albedo patted Huron's back lightly, and the boy came back to his senses.

"Huron, what are you doing?"

The young man in front of him did not speak, but turned his head and looked at Albedo with a smile.

"It's time for us to get out of here, it's going to be unsafe soon." Huron grabbed Albedo's arm.

"What?"

The next moment, a strong gust of wind smashed on the left side of his body, and the tearing sensation on his arm after being pulled hard made him can't help but exhale in pain.

"Ahh

In the blink of an eye, Huron had led him back to the trunk of the tree he had leaned on.

Albedo rubbed his sore arm.

"What's going on? What's not safe anymore? ”

Huron looked up slightly, motioning for him to look at where he had just been.

I saw the black mud covered with "mouths" squirm, and then a small whirlpool appeared in the center, attracting the surrounding molten liquid.

As the whirlpool grew smaller, the area of attraction gradually expanded, and the surrounding melted trees, rocks, and even the burning white flames around it were sucked into the whirlpool.

All traces were taken away, not left at all.

"This..."Albedo was confused again, where is it? What the hell is going on?!

"Don't worry, there should be a result soon, although I don't know what Master wants to do now, but it shouldn't disrupt the current peace of Mondstadt, it should."

"I feel like you've seriously affected people's lives." Albedo looked at the pit in front of him, which was empty.

The other side of the shore that used to be good is now like being bitten, and the water of the fruit wine lake has poured in.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry, when Mondstadt uses me in the future, just say I'll do my best to help." Huron readily admitted his mistake.

After all, it was indeed his problem.

If he hadn't wanted to do the experiment and solve it as an ordinary commission, he wouldn't have formed such a big pothole.

Behind him came the sound of a crowd running.

"It seems that someone has come to pick us up, but I still have something to do, Mr. Albedo, help me tell the head of the Jean that I have done everything here, and besides, the commission will be used as compensation for the destruction of my land."

"See you later, then."

With a light step, Huron disappeared in place.

Albedo was left thinking about what had just happened.

"What the hell is it today."

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Underground in the Dadaupa Valley.

In a huge karst cave.

Countless black mud gathered here, using his viscous body to move the surrounding stones, moving them one by one to the top of the cave.

A clay figure with antlers and black wings on its back stands in the center directing the amorphous black mud that carries stones.

"The idol, the idol, the idol of the Mother Goddess, whom we the lost believe in, is finally finished!"

Patched together piece by piece of rock, with black mud glued together in the middle, this so-called statue of the god finally reveals its rudimentary form.

The white iron ore pieced together huge sinuous branches to serve as the base of the idol, and the black dragon fabricated by ordinary iron ore clinged to it, opening its fierce mouth towards the sky.

"Well done." A distant voice rang out in the cavern.

The appearance of this voice made the surrounding black mud tremble.

Large expanses of black mud seeped out of the cracks in the earth, and a black clay figure wearing a broken crown gradually climbed out of the mire.

When the clay figure appeared, all the black clay stopped what they were doing and bowed deeply to him.

The black clay figure bent his knees against the black dragon statue hanging upside down in the air.

"The idols of Mom are the keys to our rebirth, and we are going to build them everywhere the Seven Gods rule, and that is our mission."

Then he stood up and looked back at the man at the entrance of the cave.

"Huron Huron, are you satisfied with such an explanation?"

The black clay figure pulled a smile on his face as much as he could, but no matter how he looked at it, it felt very awkward.

"Did you do this at Master's behesitation?" Huron asked cautiously.

He was just worried that if there were imposters who used Master's name to build statues on the territory of the gods, it might bring a lot of unnecessary trouble to Master.

"Yes." A familiar voice came from the clay man's belly.

The clay figure opened his mouth, and a large cloud of black mud poured out of his mouth little by little, falling to the ground.

Then it quickly changed on the ground and became a huge dragon pupil.

The black mud around them, which had already turned into human shapes, including the clay figure wearing the crown, gathered around Long Tong and knelt down one by one.

"I've been planning for a thousand years, and as a frog at the bottom of the well, if I want to defeat the Heavenly Principles, this is a necessary step." Gyin said.

"Humanity has the courage to save them, so I will be the savior of the cursed monsters."