I didn't talk to the king wolf for too long,

It's a big dog that's so easy to pet that people can't put it down.

It's a pity that the king wolf is probably unwilling to let his children follow the royal road.

Farewell to the king wolf amicably,

Wang Daoyi continued his journey.

The target, the royal city of Gale.

……

In the land of Gumond, the environment is undoubtedly harsh,

Even the desert of the Red King is more alive than here.

And it is such a Jedi that still gave birth to many civilizations.

About 3,000 years ago, among the displaced people scattered on the North Continent ice sheet, a man named Faroushi led his people to the alpine region of what was then known as the Longji Snow Mountain.

Surprisingly, it is not covered in wind and snow, but remains naturally green.

So they founded the royal city here, Charles Findnir.

The daughter of the priest of Findnir was born under the Silver Tree.

When the blessing was received, the green mountain borders were filled with joy.

Then, because Findneel touched the taboo, spikes fell from the sky,

The once-thriving Findnir civilization came to an end.

Snowy civilizations like Findnir are not the only ones, and there are many tribes large and small who struggle to survive in the snowstorm.

Most of them couldn't stand the oppressive rule of the Lone King of the Tower, and escaped from the snow-shrouded royal city.

However, these tribes have basically disappeared in the wind and snow,

Of course, there are exceptions.

At some point between 2800 and 2600,

A tribe named Gunnhild persevered in the snowstorm.

Gunnhilde's father, fed up with the tyranny of the Lone King, led his tribe to flee the wind-howling ancient city.

The fleeing Gunnhild clan is trapped in an endless snowstorm.

Just as the people were in a desperate situation, the elves in the Thousand Winds heard Gunnhilde's prayer.

The pious pleas of the young daughter of the patriarch and the cries of the homeless people who were hidden by the wind and snow condensed into faith.

Faith gathers around the Wind Elves and brings power to the Wind Elves.

He provided a small shelter for this tribe and distributed the power of protection to the chief's daughter.

That's right, this is Barbatos, the wind god who debuted, and at this time, he was just a wisp of a thousand winds.

Of course, none of this has happened yet.

Tracing the traces of gale and human activity,

Wang Daoyi came to the bustling royal city shrouded in the storm.

It just so happens that a grand festival is being held here,

The ancestors of Mondstadt built a huge theater on the windswept cliffs to worship the gods who blessed them.

The form of the ritual was drama, because they believed that their gods loved stories and songs.

To be honest, Wang Daoyi didn't understand the meaning of the sacrifice,

Those elaborate ceremonies and rapping operas don't have much of beauty.

But the ancient people who were crushed by the wind,

There is something different in them.

For hundreds of years, people's gratitude to Decarapian was running out,

The desire for freedom pushes them to raise the banner of rebellion against their gods, and the butcher's knife against the gods who have protected them for hundreds of years.

The grand sacrifice is still held on the rock face,

But Wang Daoyi no longer has the desire to watch,

It's just a show of the oppressed people currying favor with the oppressor.

Sadly, the oppressors didn't care why this show was there.

Or rather, he took it for granted.

Towering towers,

The King of the Towers sits on the throne of God,

His gaze lowered slightly, watching the sacrifices of all beings dancing to please Him,

Truth be told, Dekarapian, like the Lord of Mysteries, didn't understand much of the meaning of the human sacrificial dance.

But unlike the uninterest of the Lord of Mysteries, Decarapian accepted all human reverence for Him, which he regarded as a gift from mankind.

He's used to it,

From the time the ancient people of Mondstadt prostrated themselves before Him and prayed for His protection,

He was accustomed to the way humans kneel before him.

The Lone King thinks of himself as man's love for himself, just as he loves humanity.

"Your Majesty, my god invites you to the Tower."

Wang Daoyi's arrival naturally can't hide it from Diakalapian,

The royal city that was covered by the storm was his realm,

The moment the unknown demon god stepped in, the Lone King knew.

It's just that because the Lord of Mysteries didn't hide himself, and even revealed his aura generously, he didn't make a move at the first time.

It must be a kind of pride on the part of the Lone King of the Tower, who believes that he can suppress foreign demon gods at will.

Wang Dao looked at the man who spoke,

A middle-aged man in a cyan robe with a long beard,

He was obviously blown straight by the wind, but his face still had a look of reverence,

Wang Dao's eyes flashed slightly, and he saw a familiar aura on him.

The breath of the [Elemental Creation Method],

This middle-aged man should be the sacrifice of Diekarapian.

And it's the kind of sacrifice that has supernatural powers.

Wang Daoyi still remembered that he had obtained the [Elemental Creation Method] in the final temple of Dieklapian.

"You can't seem to straighten up." Wang Daoyi said softly, as if he was asking, and as if he was just explaining something.

The middle-aged priest didn't expect the strange demon god to say such things to him,

But he was only stunned for a moment, and he reacted: "Prostrate before God is the price for us to accept protection." ”

"The price... Is that what you think? Wang Daoyi's voice was a little emotional.

As a sacrifice to the demon god, the status of the middle-aged man among the ancient mondstads must be very high.

Even he believed that prostrate was the price, and it was conceivable that there was a lack of proper communication between Dekarapian and the people of Gumond.

Because in Wang Daoyi's view, the word 'price' to describe the bond between the demon god and the human race is too much... It's dirty.

Just like the people of Chisha once crawled at the feet of Wang Daoyi, driven by Wang Daoyi as a slave.

But it was only a very short time, a short period of only a few months.

When Wang Daoyi recognized them as his people, the relationship between the two sides improved greatly.

The people of Chisha still worship Wang Daoyi, but Wang Daoyi will not ask them to continue to bow down.

For the worship of the gods by the people should be pure, and the word "price" is very impure.

The love between demons and humans is mutual, and the word "price" does not fit its meaning.

"Alas~ Let's go, don't let the demon god of the storm wait for a long time." Sighing slightly, the Lord of Mysteries motioned for the middle-aged priest to lead the way.

The middle-aged priest didn't understand what this demon god was sighing about, but he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately led the mystery lord to the tower of the central royal city.

After the ancient people of Mondstadt submitted to the Demon God of Gale, Decarapian designed the current Gale King for the people.

The capital city as a whole is in the shape of a ring, and between the inner ring and the outer ring of the capital, it seems that all the people have been predetermined to be in their respective places.

In the center sits the tower, which is too tall, and there is the palace of the King of Gale.

He was very pleased with the royal city he had built, and considered it a perfect masterpiece.

He bowed down to all his followers on the tower and continued the dream of eternal prosperity.

From the sacrificial cliff wall of the outer city, through the circular stairs, you can come to the central tower.

Then follow the spiral staircase of the tower, all the way up, and the top of the final tower is the throne of the Gale Wind Demon God.

And He sat here watching His people.

The middle-aged priest bent over and walked into the palace with Wang Daoyi,

As soon as Wang Dao looked up, a majestic middle-aged man was sitting in the first seat.

He is the demon god of the gale, Decarapian.

Of course, Wang Daoyi knew that this was only his human image,

In essence, He is still the embodiment of all the gales, storms, tornadoes, and so on.

"Strange demon god, tell me what you mean."

On the throne, Decarapian looked down at Wang Daoyi, and his tone was full of a strong sense of oppression.

Most of the areas that the demon gods are good at are different,

And the area in which Decarapian excels is undoubtedly combat.

As the Demon God of the Dragon Scroll, the Demon God of the Gale Wind, the King of the Gale Tower, the King of the Gale Wind, the Lone King of the Tower, and the Tyrant,

This series of titles can show his powerful combat power.

Therefore, even in the face of a strange demon god, Decarapian still chose to be high.

He has that power.

"I am the Lord of Mysteries, and I am here for communication."

Wang Daoyi maintains the etiquette of the Liyue Divine Line.

Then Wang Daoyi saw Andreus's arrogant Decarapian in his mouth,

"Communication? Gale doesn't need to communicate! ”

Decarapian didn't even ask Wang Dao what he had come to communicate, and directly rejected him.

This is the first time that Wang Daoyi has been rejected since he came to this era.

Even in Sumeru, in the face of Amun, who swept through Sumeru, Wang Daoyi has never been rejected so directly,

In the past half a month,

Whether it's an immortal or a demon god,

After the Lord of Mysteries showed kindness,

Even if you are still on guard,

Generally, they will not directly refuse to communicate with the Mystery.

Only this time, Decarapian directly refused to communicate.

Self-sufficient, irritable, and high-minded.

This is the evaluation of the king wolf to the lonely king, and now it seems that it is not wrong.

"Communication makes people progress, and refusing to communicate will only make people fall behind."

The Lord of Mysteries also put away his smile and looked indifferently at the majestic figure on the throne.

"Only the weak need to hold together, but the strong do not." The Gale Demon God is still high above,

He believed in His own strength and His own way.

"Besides, I smell the old wolf on you, huh..."

Decarapian snorted coldly,

He felt that the Lord of Mysteries might be in league with Andreus.

The king wolf challenged the lone king,

And in the eyes of the lonely king, the king wolf is a little self-defeating.

For so many years, the king wolf had not even been able to shake the wind walls of the Gale Wind King City.

Therefore, in the eyes of Diecarapian, the king wolf is actually a loser, a weakling.

And the Lord of Mysteries has the breath of a king wolf on him, and that is the alliance of the weak,

It's also a guy who doesn't need to care.

Let's put it this way,

At this point in time, unless Morax or Amon the King of Red Gold appeared in front of Decarapian,

Otherwise, the other demon gods don't have the strength to make him face it.

The strong have the right to ignore everything.

Glancing deeply at Diekarapian, the mystery lord's face was still flat,

Although it's very unpleasant to be underestimated, it won't show it on your face.

"Pride is the right of the strong, but being too proud is a shortcut to the cemetery."

"Huh? Are you teaching me a lesson? Lord of Mysteries. ”

The wind began to howl,

It was evident that Decarapian did not like what the Mysteries Lord said.

"No, it's just a kind reminder."

He said kind words, but there was no weakness in his tone, and he was even a little stronger than Diecarapian.

Just kidding, although Wang Daoyi appeared here as the Lord of Mysteries, it didn't mean that he only had the identity of the Lord of Mysteries.

Whether it is the identity of the [Eternal Glory Holy Mighty Inheritance Mystery Master],

Or the strength of the Liyue Divine System,

It's all the confidence of Wang Daoyi to walk outside.

The appearance of a humble gentleman is but his disguise,

Compared with strength and self-confidence, Wang Dao is not inferior to Diekarapian.

"A kind reminder..."

In the face of Wang Daoyi's strength, Diecarapian calmed down,

He muttered slightly, and then dispersed the wind around him.

"Sit."

In a short word, the ornate throne of the Gale Throne rises from below.

He was willing to commune with the Lord of Mysteries.

Seeing the Lord of Mysteries sit on the throne, Diekalapian spoke, "I thought you were in league with that old wolf. ”

"It's just that when I came to Gale Wind King City, I met him on the road."

The Lord of Mysteries sat on the throne, eye-level with the Gale Demon God.

Decarapian was noncommittal to Wang Daoyi's statement: "So, then, do you think he can defeat me?" ”

seems to be asking about the wins and losses of both sides,

But in fact, Wang Daoyi could hear that Decarapian was showing off to him,

The king wolf did his best, and even the wind wall of the Gale Wind King City could not be shaken,

Decarapian was telling Wang Daoyi that his pride was built on his strength.

Therefore, Wang Dao's eyes flashed slightly, and he smiled: "He will live longer than you." ”

Aren't you sure you win or lose?

Then I'll tell you who will live longer.

After a simple contact, Wang Daoyi had already roughly judged the temper of Diecarapian,

For this demon god, it's useless for you to speak in a good voice,

Stir Him up so that He can hear your voice,

Those who are stubborn and self-serving, that's it.

Sure enough, hearing Wang Daoyi's answer, Diekarapian not only did not get angry, but showed a smile, although it was a sneer: "Ha, hahahaha, a good one has lived longer than me, I want to hear what you have to say." ”

He was very unhappy, but as a high demon god, he didn't want to show that he was said to be unhappy.

So he covered himself with laughter,

The corners of Wang Daoyi's mouth twitched slightly,

Dead arrogant, still hard-mouthed, retired from the environment.

"Why do you think Andreus is storming Gale Wind King?"

Wang Daoyi did not directly answer Di Karapian's question, but asked rhetorically.

Decarapian thought for a moment: "Naturally, it is for the position of the wind god!" ”

The Gale Demon God and the North Wind King Wolf are at war for the position of the Wind God, which is the reason recognized by many Demon Gods.

Even Dycarapian himself thought so.

"Really?" Wang Daoyi smiled strangely, "Does Andreus really want to be the god of the wind?" ”

"The Great Seat of the Wind God, doesn't he want to?" Decarapian glared and asked rhetorically.

Wang Daoyi nodded very naturally: "He probably thought about it, but he didn't think that way." ”

To say that the king wolf has no idea about the position of the wind god at all, it is definitely impossible,

But is the king wolf really hungry for that position?

Probably not.

"Andreus is different from us, he is not only a demon god, he is also the lord of wolves."

The king wolf of the north, he has had his own race since birth, and humans are not his only people, not even his people.

"Demon gods are all responsible for loving people, but Andrius not only loves people, he also loves wolves, who is more important, he can't make a distinction, can't face his own heart, he can't become the god of wind."

In later generations, after the tower collapsed, the king wolf was the god who thought he could not become the master of man, so he gave up the divine position.

Wang Daoyi had a faint smile, which made Diecarapian very unhappy, "So, Andreus is not fighting with you entirely for the Aeolus Throne. ”

Dieklapian's eyes were cold: "Then why is he at war with me, is he sick!" ”

There was a mockery in Gale's tone, and it was clear that he did not approve of the words of the Lord of Mysteries.

In Gale's view, the only possibility for the king wolf to attack Gale King's City was for the Wind God Throne.

"Andreus naturally has a reason." The Lord of Mysteries smiled faintly, "I said that He loves people, and although He is only willing to take in homeless vagrants and abandoned babies, His heart is still [lovers]." ”

"Beloved, so he struck my royal city." There was a hint of uncertainty in Decarapian's eyes, and he understood what the Lord of Mysteries meant, "You mean, Andrius thinks I don't [love people]. ”

"I guess that's why." Wang Daoyi nodded in confirmation.

Is the Demon God of Gale a lover?

No matter what the legends of later generations are, and no matter what other demon gods and people think.

In Decarapian's own heart, He is a lover,

It was He who gave the people of Gumond a place to dwell,

It is He who keeps the wind and snow from invading the land,

It is He who keeps the beasts and monsters from invading this place,

It is He who is 'loved' and who is 'praised'.

And now, there is a demon god who says that he is not enough to [love people]?

It was as if he had heard a joke.

"Hahahahahaha, let's see if I'm a [lover]."

Decarapian let out a loud laugh,

With His laughter,

The wall of wind that enveloped the Gale Wind King began to rotate,

The tempest obeyed the authority of Decarapian, turned into a tornado, and soared into the heavens.

The ice was torn apart, the snow was swept away, and the thick dark clouds of the ancient Mund's sky were torn apart.

Above the eternally gloomy sky of Ancient Mond, a ray of sunlight fell.

The warm sun shines on the Gale King City,

The ancient people of Mondstadt, who had just held the sacrifice, looked ecstatic,

They shouted the name of the King of Gale and sang the hymn of the Demon God of the Dragon Scroll,

They prostrate themselves on the ground, offering their insignificant respects to the central tower,

The hymn of humanity masked the howling of the wind, which followed its veins into the tower.

"Hear, O demon god from afar, my people love me as I love them."

On the Gale Throne,

A look of satisfaction appeared in Decarapian's eyes,

That's it, that's it,

I am a God who loves men, and my subjects love me!

On another throne,

The gaze of the Lord of Mysteries fell from the tower and fell to the ground,

Beneath the endless high hymns,

There are also many ordinary people who are so uplifted by the wind brought up by the tornado that they can't straighten their waists,

Their sorrow and anguish are buried in the earth-shattering hymns.

Turning his gaze back to Decarapian,

Sure enough, the King of the Tower is still proud,

He heard the people singing praises to Him,

He couldn't see the mournful mortals beneath the hymn.

"O old gods, noble kings,

I loved you as much as you loved me,

The tornado breaks through the dark clouds, and the wind sweeps through the snow,

The golden sun fell on me,

Even if I bend down, even if I cry out in pain,

I still love you, O my lonely king.

But when the gratitude fades,

Tyranny is rejected, and the wind is only despair,

It's the wind of freedom blowing,

It's the wind of freedom blowing,

Let the tower fall, let the banner fall,

Let the throne be lonely, let the rebellion sing,

I'm a free man,

I'm a free man,

……”

Leaving a soft chant, the figure of the Lord of Mysteries vanished above the throne.

Decarapian did not stop the departure of the Lord of Mysteries.

In His view, the debate was won by Him.

As for the chanting left behind by the Lord of Mysteries?

"Freedom?"

The lone king overlooked the whole royal city,

His gaze spreads from the royal city into the distance,

Howling snowstorms, hungry beasts, danger under the ice......

"We have made a covenant with you, and we will give you a resting place, so that the wind and snow may no longer blow, and wild beasts may not invade......"

Decarapian muttered softly, with some complexity in his eyes.

And beyond the tower, the hymn grew louder and louder, echoing through the walls of the wind, just as it did not resound above the heavens.

"King who sits on the throne, we bow down and worship you,

The past is now and will always be there, but you are the Lord of the Winds.

King who sits on the throne, we bow down and worship you,

Praise be to the honor, glory, and power, and to you forever.

King who sits on the throne, we bow down and worship you,

King of Gale, Lord of the Towers, you alone are worthy of worship and reverence

King of the Storm, Lord of the Tornado, we exalt your name forever. ”

The wind and snow are stagnant under the praise, and time is frozen here, like the glory that never ends,

Even the laws of nature are giving way at this moment.

"My people love me as I love them!"

Listening to the hymn in his ears, Decarapian's eyes became more and more determined.

He believed that His path was right, and He blessed humanity, and humanity responded with praise,

This is the bond He has made with humanity, and it is the embodiment of Love.

(End of chapter)