The blazing firebird vibrated its wings and brought up a wave of hot air, and the grass full of vitality quickly lost the water stored in the rhizome under the high temperature, and the edges of the grass blades were burnt yellow.

Fierce flames quickly engulfed the Fatui camp, the wooden pole supporting the blue-and-white tent turned into a coke and fell, and the fragile wind shield became the first target to be destroyed.

The moment the lightning hammer flashed with a purple arc came into contact with the flames, it produced a violent elemental reaction, and the explosion that sounded loudly kicked up a puff of smoke and dust.

The heavy sword pressed against the back of the Thunderhammer Striker, the blade piercing the armor that had been shattered by the explosion, and the Night Hero with the Night Owl mask looked indifferent.

"Did you catch a maple single yesterday? Before he was caught, he set off a fireworks with a harp pattern. ”

"Heroes of the Night ......"

Fishy blood spilled from his mouth, and the Thunderhammer Strikers stretched out their trembling hands to lift the armor on their heads, their white teeth stained with a brilliant crimson.

He shouted, "Damn Night Hero! ”

The ferocious surging flames suddenly ignited in the blade and spread to the body of the Thunderhammer Striker, and the red-haired Night Hero said coldly, "Give you another chance." ”

"Damn Night Hero, you give me a reminder that sooner or later Lord Executor will block your path, destroy everything about you, and plunge your world into darkness!"

The body was roasted by the flames, the armor with the evil eye was torn apart, and the eyes of the Thunderhammer Strikers were filled with moving fanaticism, and their voices roared hoarsely: "My soul after death will haunt you until your destruction under the care of Her Majesty the Empress!" ”

The flames burned even more ferocity, engulfing the Thunderhammer Vanguard army, and Diluc turned his greatsword with one hand to reach the side of the Icehammer Heavy Guard, who had been defeated early.

He just raised his big sword and smashed it down with the blade of his sword, using physical means to wake up the Fatui.

"Night hero, you dog bastard!"

The Ice Hammer Guardian stared dizzily into the eyes behind the Night Stalker's mask and laughed bitterly, "The Fatui will never forgive you, Night Hero, you will be buried sooner or later!" Your destruction will only begin. ”

It's because of him, it's because of him......

The Night Hero, the angel of Mondstadt, the demon of the Fatui, before he appeared, how good the Fatui were, wandering the wilderness every day, exploring secrets and hindering the actions of the Knights of Favonius.

It was a heavenly day – they were able to laugh and give everything for Her Majesty's ideals.

As a result, because of his existence, what kind of life did they Fatui live?

Diluc repeated the previous question, and unsurprisingly received a disappointing answer, which is a normal thing, the weak bones of the Fatui are in the minority after all.

After defeating the Heavy Guard, he arrived at the only living man left in the Fatui camp.

The debt handler in dark black clothes took off his mask, and the unique face of the northern country was exposed to the sun, and he chuckled, let go of the hand covering the wound in his lower abdomen, and picked up the sacrificial knife that had fallen to the side.

"What you just said is really not what we did, after all, you should also know that although we Fatui are evil, we deny the bad things that have been discovered......"

"Nonsense."

"Well, there is no evidence of what you said at first glance, and it has not yet reached the point where we Fatui can admit it."

The debt handler's eyes were cloudy, and the color of the living soul gradually lost, "Maybe the person you said was indeed robbed, but it was certainly not the action of our camp, the Fatui also have factions, and our camp is the faction of Lord "Lady". ”

"After the heroic sacrifice of Her Majesty for Her Majesty, there is no new executive to take over so far, and the other factions have long since stopped playing with us."

The sharp blade was inserted into the chest, and the severe pain was nothing compared to the remodeling surgery, and the debt handler pleaded sincerely:

"The chest buried under the camp indicates the camp of the same faction as ours, which was originally intended for the new Executive.

"Please don't let our bodies be exposed in the wild, it would be better if we could send them to the Goethe Hotel, we haven't felt the cold wind blowing in the north for twelve years, and I was glad to be assigned to a warm place before I came, and the cold that can kill people has become my nostalgia......"

"Exposed corpses bring in unnecessary viruses and bacteria."

"Thank you."

The night owl hovering in the sky suddenly swooped down, grabbed the note in its mouth, spread its wings, and flew towards the Dawn Winery.

Diluc tore through the ruins of the Fatui camp and dug a chest out of the dry dirt, the heat still lingering on the surface of the tin sheet.

The flames shattered the locks, and a map of Mondstadt was pulled out of it, and the Fatui camp was marked, some of which had a red pen on it.

Diluc compared it with the information in his memory, and decided to prepare an urn for the Fatui, and by the way, put a small bottle of Solstice Fire Water in the urn.

He knew that the Fatui had factions, after all, there were eleven executives, and with the family contributions of the "Doctor", the number of factions was far more than eleven.

Diluc had witnessed Dotorre strangling Dotore to death.

On this map, some of the camps that belonged to the "Lady" faction in his information were painted with red crosses, and there were small letters next to them that specifically marked the executive faction they belonged to.

In addition to the two Enforcers who had appeared in Mondstadt, there was also an Enforcer who had apparently never set foot in the windswept lands and was in control of a portion of the Fatui camp.

"The Servant", the House of the Fireplace...... It doesn't seem like a surprise. ”

Diluc carefully collected the map, changed his plan of action, and skipped the Fatui camp of several "Lady" factions, deciding to visit the "Servant" camp.

It is possible that the executive officer will get the news and send someone to hijack the informant.

Sinking into the dark forest like a night owl, jumping over the intricate roots of the land with precision, the Night Heroes who guarded Mondstadt began their plan to defeat the evil Fatui.

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"Good will triumph over evil, and One-Eyed will eventually defeat the bad."

Like a battle-hardened veteran, Teucer raised the arm of the one-eyed little treasure doll and said with a calm smile: "I am no longer the same person I used to be, calmness is my new weapon, and I will not fight childishly again." ”

"Hmph-"

The evil Fatui executive snorted coldly and said with a cruel face:

"The so-called justice is just an evil puppet, under the powerful force, calmness will eventually turn into panic, the abominable apostle of justice, today ushered in your end! This is the end of your journey, and this will be your final destination. ”

Tartaglia raised his weapon heavily, "Do you know that I can't perfectly control this weapon for months with such a might, its power is beyond my control, and under this blow, you will sleep with your justice." ”

"Evil is doomed, there is no need to say more......"

"Boom-"

The chopsticks that suddenly flew into the solid wood table were dullly inserted, and an extremely unkind gaze was cast on the side, Tartaglia felt a chill in his back, and he was about to take out his weapon subconsciously.

Kujou Sara, who was always watching the traveler's movements, was attracted to glance at him.

"Now is not the time to start the battle between good and evil, there are many innocent people around, what you do will only hurt the innocent, it seems that under the teachings of the respected elders, you still have not learned true calm."

Zhishui smiled softly and pulled out his chopsticks like a drizzle, persuaded Teucer to put down the one-eyed little treasure doll in his hand, and then turned his gaze.

"And you, Tartaglia, don't you know how to pay attention when you're messing around? Don't look at what time it is, you want to dance around the table? I don't know when you don't teach table manners in winter, but you are the same in front of General Winter. ”

"Isn't our winter table manners just dancing?"

Teucer asked, confused, "That's how Daddy taught me table manners." ”

That's because he wants Teucer to be a polite kid who eats, but thinking of the example he made, he didn't know how to speak, so he chose to take a sip of fire water to moisten his throat, and then things went naturally......

Tartaglia sneered twice.