Blood dripped from the top and bottom of the severed palm, and the bright red blood beads gathered at the bottom, reflecting the cobalt blue eyes full of fear with the insignificant light of the "Sky Blade" in the cockpit.

The cyan tip of the sword had long since sunk into his chest, about a finger's length, and most of the blood squeezed out of the wound deepened the color of the clothes, and the few remaining ones escaped the sucking of the cloth and flowed down the white jade-like skin.

Whether it was the slitting of his palm or the pain of his chest being submerged, the pain that rushed to his brain reminded him all the time that death was close at hand, but it was just a lucky pass.

His pupils fluttered violently, and the feeling of death he hadn't experienced in hundreds of years made his brain blank, and his palms were surging with elemental power.

The ten fingers that had been burned out in Tatarsa in the past by closing the hearth had not been completely repaired by the "Doctor", and the fingertips had a strange feeling compared to other parts that made him dislike holding things, but it was not worth mentioning the feeling of death.

The tip of the sword retreated from his chest little by little, breathing like a human, and the air in the cockpit was quite dull, not as fresh as the outside world, but it made the puppet feel the vitality of life.

The feeling of death faded, and at some point the breathing quietly stopped, and the blank brain was repainted with dark colors, and disbelief and anger surged together.

It is because of their existence that he has become like a small worm, greedy for ridiculous oxygen in order to maintain his life that is only a hundred years old.

Thinking that he had even left behind a design because of Balzebu, he quietly relaxed his mind and let the traveler play a farce, and his heart burned more and more.

He is now the secret lord of the Seven Leaves Silent Light, a god that humans cannot resist, and he has long stood on the same level as Balzebu, but he is still under her control......

Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable!

"Balzebu——!!"

Looking at the restart, the god of the right machine let out an earth-shattering roar, and the two who were originally smiling and communicating well instantly became vigilant.

Tartaglia raised an eyebrow, taking a closer look at the location of the face shield and the Sky Blade.

"I've already aimed very low, I shouldn't have stuck it in my head, why is Scarramsay calling Raiden General?"

"Of course, it's because of "Si Ka La~ Mother".

Ying said as a matter of course: "Because I missed my mother too much, I accidentally tripped on the steps while walking, and the bridge of my nose was knocked crooked. ”

"If you wait for mortals, you will eventually pay the price!"

The huge mechanical hand raised high in the air fell with the panic of the gods, and the surrounding round platform that surrounded the "balladeers" and was still strong even after being washed by a large number of elements gradually broke under the physical attack.

The cracks in the cobwebs that spread out made the two of them lose their sense of security on their feet, and Tartaglia grabbed the mask that was crooked to the side and straightened it, the evil eye blooming with a dazzling light that covered the vision, and patches of hard, dark armor covered their bodies.

Ying quickly turned around and strode forward, running towards Paimon, who was embedded in the ground, grabbing Paimon's little foot a moment before the platform shattered and his feet lost support.

Paimon's eyes widened in surprise as she regretted that she couldn't make small gestures to eat snacks, blushing and trying to stay afloat in the face of the sudden increase in weight on her feet, the tip of her tongue squeezing the words out of her teeth little by little.

"Brigade... Yes... He who... Don't catch Paimon~ Don't you still have Wind Wings? ”

"Wind Wings only have a gliding effect, if it suddenly unfolds on the way to a high-speed fall, it is easy to damage Wind Wings, and the family is not wealthy, and it is a big expense to add Wind Wings."

Whispering a word of explanation, with the help of Paimon's brief stability, Ying unfolded the wings of the wind, and pulled her palm down hard, Paimon lost her steady flight, and slowly glided down in her arms.

Paimon panted from exhaustion, "For the sake of you having a valid reason and doing the right thing next, Paimon believes your excuse for the time being." ”

"So can Paimon help fend off the angry Balladeers?"

The situation below is not optimistic, and nothing major has happened, but the god of the right machine who has fallen has not found the existence of the lower body......

Compared to pineapple on pizza, strawberries on mapo tofu, rice with dumplings, juice stirred with milk, hot pot dipped in sugar, ice cream sprinkled with chili sauce, it is not worth mentioning at all!

"Ah, traveler."

Holding the Dust Song Pot, Nahida trotted to Ying's side and exclaimed, "It's an amazing thing, it's just an ordinary teapot from the outside, but it has a different kind of cave on the inside, and the Liyue Immortal Family's cave method is really magical." Maybe I should pick a time to go to Liyue and talk to the Immortals. ”

"It's a pity that this thing can't close the immortal family...... Ahem, you should have paid attention to the lower body of the god of justice when you put it in, right? There shouldn't have been any coincidence that the wooden house that stopped the water collapsed......"

Squatting down and hooking Nahida's neck, the glow god asked mysteriously.

Nahida didn't seem to hear the meaning, and smiled: "Of course not, there is still a lot of space in the cave, and I put it on another small island." ”

"What?!"

"Travelers, don't expect the impossible, don't forget what you did with Nahida in your arms."

Gloating, Paimon was about to continue sarcastically when he suddenly noticed that the atmosphere around him seemed to be tense and silent except for them.

"Traveler...... Shouldn't things be going that way? ”

Roughly understanding Paimon's role, Tartaglia suppressed the emotions in his heart, and the face covered by the mask could not be seen, but the deep voice was slightly disappointed.

"I'd like to try my hand at the power of the gods......"

How are you letting me play like this?

Scaramzi fell into a disadvantage, saying that if I have to fight with you to lose both, then the possibility of me getting the Heart of God will be reduced, I'm afraid I have to leave the matter to Torre, but the probability of losing it to other slices is also a little too great...

"What age is it now? Still playing traditional against the gods? Those are all old antiques that the people of Mondstadt played with thousands of years ago. ”

Ying sneered, "We young people should open up new paths and do things that our predecessors didn't expect, and isn't this good for you and me?" Danger is avoided. ”

She said earnestly: "Tartaglia, you can't just think about satisfying your desire to fight, you have to remember that you are not alone, there are old and young in the family, and you don't always get involved in dangerous things. ”

"Heh..."

Everything was Dotorre's fault, if he hadn't suddenly given him a heart of pure water, so that he couldn't hide in the shadows, where would he have joined the battlefield of head-on confrontation?

Her Majesty's task is clearly more important than satisfying the desire to fight, and he will certainly be able to suppress the need in his heart...

"Scarramzay, you saw that too. In this situation, you are bound to fail, and you are only half a god and you are unable to fight against the little auspicious grass king and the traveler. ”

Absorbing the elements, his hands clenched and condensed into a thunder spear, Tartaglia said: "The seat of the executive can only be deprived of by Her Majesty the Empress, and Her Majesty has never given the order, you are still the sixth seat." ”

"You think victory is done?"

The face shield opened, and the puppet sneered and broke free from the pipe connecting him to the god of justice, and his eyes were covered by the thunder that destroyed all things, "Don't forget that my original goal was to carry the heart of the gods, and it is true that I am the test subject of the Raiden Shogun, but I am the only test subject that is not damaged. Raiden Shogun's technique was successfully experimented with on me, and Balzebu set out to make her. ”

"It's true, he can also exert the power of the God's Heart with his own body, but the God of Justice, a mecha specially designed with the God's Heart as an energy source, can exert even more power."

Nahida said, "Maybe the god of justice also has some uses as a god costume, but these considerations should not be great, and the 'doctor' will think more about practicality. ”

Carrying the Heart of God and using the Heart of God are two different concepts, which is why the God of Opportunity was designed and produced, but the "Balladeer" did not expect the traveler to take the unusual path and was forced to use his own body.