Genshin Impact, Inazuma.

On the barren tidal flats of Ganjin Island, the weeds gently swayed by the sea breeze emit a mist in the morning light.

In the past, this barren island with no people appeared, but today a strange figure has appeared.

"Hahaha, surrounded by the sea on three sides, the air is fresh, and it has excellent landscape resources. Uncle Ben's vision for choosing a secret base is really not to say! ”

Looking at the open space in front of him that he had spent a lot of effort to clear out, Arataki Ichito couldn't help but laugh proudly.

According to his own understanding, the location of this secret base is simply cool!

It's a pity that the younger brothers of his Arataki faction have been sent out to collect information now.

Otherwise, the current voices of "boss wise" and "boss domineering" should be able to resound all over this isolated island.

"Forget it, do the right thing first, do the right thing first, do the right thing first."

Although Arataki Itto was a little lonely because his younger brother was not around, he quickly cheered up when he looked at the pile of strange materials beside him.

Even the emotions began to become agitated with the naked eye.

The reason why he chose to establish a temporary secret base on such a remote island was to be able to master his super exclusive ability here alone-Godhead Mask!

Thinking of this, the invincible smile on Arataki Itto's face instantly became more and more brilliant.

That Kujo Tengu is Sunny, and he was arrested when he got home, and he hasn't escaped after being locked up for so long.

It's not like himself, I've been caught so many times and I'm not alive outside, which is called bravery.

However, it is necessary to save people as soon as possible.

No, as soon as he mastered this new ability.

He took the powerful combat power of the Arataki faction and directly killed the Kujou Array House to rescue Kujou Sara.

Then continue to kill some Fatui evil eye factory, and hand over the stolen goods of these bad things directly.

In the end, I will kill the castle tower again.,Beat up the violent mother-in-law who hangs up every day to govern the country.,This doesn't seem to be possible now.,Next time.。

Although he is confident in his new abilities, Arataki Itto is not naïve enough to think that he can reach the level of god's power by learning a skill, and he is not stupid.

The task of waking up Thor is a little bit later.

After thinking about it, Arataki Itto finally walked in front of the first box of cultivation materials, and then took out a transparent glove from the system space and put it on his hand.

Under the premise that Jiang Chen himself can refine his skills, things like Godhead gloves are obviously very easy to refine for Jiang Chen.

Therefore, before practicing the godhead mask, the opponent has already passed it on to the group.

After all, only with the Godhead Glove, then the cultivation process of the ability of the Godhead Mask will be smoother.

At the same time, such a magic weapon dedicated to cultivating the mask of the godhead is also a place to store the power of faith.

If he had directly absorbed the power of faith with his own consciousness from the beginning, according to Jiang Chen's experience, it seemed that he would easily become a puppet controlled by the godhead.

When the time comes, it will be stronger, and even his own personality will not be lost, but the gains will outweigh the losses.

Of course, none of this is clearly something to consider now.

Now that the preparations have been made, Arataki Kazuto has no ink and directly starts his own attempt.

The next moment.

Arataki Ichito changed the playful color on his usual face.

According to the experience in the mind, a serious line of Qi is set up, and faith is extracted, and the Godhead is cast.

Immediately afterwards, a snake statue on the altar in front of Arataki Ichito, as well as dozens of crystallized bone marrow, instantly underwent a wonderful change.

The trembling sound like the roar of a snake was accompanied by the inky black Qi ball that slowly merged into the Godhead Glove, and then the originally colorless and transparent Godhead Glove also turned into a dark purple color like an ominous thing.

The rich aura of the gods even caused the countless young grasses at the feet of Arataki Ichito to wither rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No doubt.

The first object of Arataki Ichito's attempt this time is none other than the great god of Watatsumi Island who has been killed by the thunder movie-Orobas.

As for why he chose the other party as the first object to try, the idea of Arataki Itto thought was also very simple.

First of all, Orobus is a powerful demon god and has died, so he can avoid the risk of being hunted down by the demon god himself, and can maximize the upper limit of this ability.

Secondly, the faith that he could absorb now in Inazuma was best obtained by the former patron god of Watatsumi Island, except for their god of thunder.

After all, most of the current backbone of the rebels are loyal followers of this Watatsumi God, and in order to fight against the rule of the Thunder Movie, they naturally continue to secretly expand their belief in Orobus.

As a result, the Faith Power Carrier device associated with Orobus is also the easiest to collect.

As for why you didn't choose Ray Movies?

Of course, it's because Arataki Itto doesn't want to be built into the idol yet.,In case his behavior will be noticed by the gods.。

With Lei Movie's paranoid pursuit of eternity, he designated the one who broke the big defense to come out and cut himself in person.

Therefore, it is best to experiment with this kind of dead god first, and it is better to cancel it after it really doesn't work.

And after extracting these artifacts full of the power of faith and extracting them with the resentment of the gods, Arataki Itto finally slowly swiped the dark purple gloves across his face.

The next moment.

The huge resentment of the gods and the condensed power of faith instantly coalesced into a substance, and then a totem-like purple pattern was carved on Arataki Itto's face.

And at the same time as the dark purple pattern emerged, the huge impact from the soul also directly dragged the consciousness of Arataki Itto into the sea of consciousness like a boundless abyss.

"Freak! Why don't you die! ”

"Phew! It's so bad luck that a kid like you should die with your parents. ”

"You did it when something was stolen from my house, right? If you don't admit it, call me! ”

"Yo yo yo, we've got an awesome organization, and the whole street of thugs has been invited, and guess who isn't eligible to be invited?"

Sarcasm, disgust, disgust, disgust.

Looking at that scene like a movie screen, different memories came to my mind.

An inexplicable anger instantly surged into Arataki Itto's heart.

Although these past scenes were buried in the deepest place in his heart, even after so long, he still couldn't completely forget them.

In this moment.

He felt as if he had become the hungry and disgusting ghost kid again.

Every day, I can only survive on a little leftovers in the disgusting eyes of everyone.

Why?

Even now, Arataki Itto still can't understand why those people want to exclude their own family so much.

Are they human just because they are ghosts?

Do you think he wants to be a ghost?

Just because of this ridiculous reason.

So his parents had to be bullied to death?

So he has to be the object of disgust in everyone's eyes?

So he had to die obediently?

Wrath.

An irrepressible anger instantly occupied Arataki Itto's mind.

"So they deserve to die, so the country deserves to perish. You're a good boy, it's not that you're the world! ”

The hoarse voice was like a demon's whisper wrapped around Arataki Kazuto's scarlet eyes, making his pupils, which were originally as pure as rubies, slowly cover with a faint haze.

yes, they're the damned ones.

Inexplicable thoughts instantly poured into Arataki Kazuto's mind, making his tense body relax slightly at this moment.

"I will give you the strength, the power to destroy this country."

"Child, you're already very tired, leave your body to me, all you have to do is get a good night's sleep."

Under the soothing of this voice, the heavier and thicker sleepiness instantly surged into the heart of Arataki Itto.

His essentially shattered mind was instantly paralyzed.

Even though he knew that something bad would happen if he fell asleep right now, but under the hypnosis of this evil thought, Arataki Itto's sleepiness became more and more intense.

The picture in my mind is still playing like a marquee, but with the gradual blurring of Arataki Ichito's consciousness, it has become more and more difficult to see clearly.

But at this moment, a familiar conversation suddenly came into the ears of Arataki Ichito, who was about to fall asleep.

"Hey, Uncle Ben is a ghost! Why save me? ”

"I boiled rice porridge, you're hungry."

"I said I was a ghost! Can't you see the horns on my head? Stinky old woman! ”

"You can see what you can see. There is porridge in the pot, do you want to drink it? ”

"Ahhhh Why don't you listen to others—cough mother-in-law, excuse me, rice porridge, bring me a bowl."

"Come on."

In an instant, it was like a meteor in the dark night sky.

A flash of bright light instantly pierced through the pitch-black consciousness space, and even the picture in front of Arataki Itto became clear again.

In the picture is a skinny ghost boy who is extremely embarrassed, and a black-haired old woman with a kind smile on her face who is scooping porridge.

However, it is such a picture that is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary, but in an instant, it brought back the vague consciousness of Arataki Itto.

And the memory screen in front of him is still playing.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"

"And are you?"

"I'm not! But none of them believed it. ”

"Hahahaha, stupid boy, what do you care what others think, as long as you think you're not a bad person, then I'll cook porridge for you to drink, this is our agreement."

"Hmm!"

With the word agreed to be spoken, the next moment.

On the altar that Arataki Itto couldn't see at the moment, another five-clawed golden dragon-like sculpture slowly bloomed with a dazzling golden light.

Then, this wisp of golden light turned into a golden ball of Qi without being controlled by Arataki Itto, and then merged into the godhead glove in his hand.

As the golden ball floated out, the sculpture that had lost its light in the next moment also fell back to the table.

At the bottom of the sculpture, the four big characters of "Rock King Emperor" are shining under the light of the morning sun.

Glazed Pavilion.

Located in Liyue's Scarlet Cloud Slope, Liyue Harbor is the most famous "Licai" restaurant in Liyue Harbor, and even in the early morning, it is already bustling with people under its fan-shaped signboard gates.

At this moment, in the luxury box on the top floor of the Liuli Pavilion, the enthusiastic Xiao Er pushed open the door of the box and served a delicious meal with the fragrance of top ingredients.

In the room, a handsome young man with black hair and golden eyes who had the temperament of a noble son was sitting alone at the moment.

"Come on, Mr. Zhongli! The table of delicacies you ordered can be served to you according to the requirements, please use it slowly~"

But what surprised Xiao Er a little was that.

This deceased guest who has always been calm and knows everything about it, but today he was rarely in a daze when he enjoyed morning tea.

Even Xiao Er deliberately pushed the food in front of him, Zhongli still rubbed his chin and thought silently.

It's no wonder that Zhongli would be like this.

After all, even though his true identity was the god of Liyue, it was the first time he had seen the exact memories and images of the "believer" suddenly appear in his mind, and he had lived for more than 6,000 years.

Inazuma Oni? And there is also an evil atmosphere.

Looking at the picture in the consciousness space of Arataki Itto in his mind, Zhongli couldn't help but fall into deeper thought after being slightly shocked.

Oh, not my disciples.

However, there is something interesting about this technique, it is a bit similar to Liyue's immortal method, but it is very different when you look closely, although it is not my blessing, but it can resonate with my power.

It's a pity that there is too little faith to observe further, and can only vaguely detect the existence of the other party.

But it's funny.

Just as Zhongli was thinking with his chin in his hands, Xiao Er, who was worried about the flavor of the dishes that would be affected after they were cold, approached again and slowly reminded.

"Mr. Zhongli?"

This time Zhongli finally heard it, and then turned his attention back to the table in front of him again.

The sumptuous morning tea in front of him was a delicacy that he personally went to the back kitchen to instruct the chef to cook after he was suddenly interested, using the best and best ingredients in the season, even if it is a single product sold in the outside world, it is also a first-class treasure.

It is naturally the most suitable place to relax after thousands of years of exhausting work.

However, at this moment, Zhongli has long lost the appetite he had at the beginning.

Right now, he seems to see a new possibility in Arataki Itto that he can retire.

It's a matter of retirement, and it must be treated with caution.

Moreover, Inazuma is essentially the country of Balzebu's films, and this behavior of her own is inherently somewhat offensive, so it must not be discovered.

So he had to find a suitable place now, and carefully observe what was going on.

Thinking of this, Zhongli immediately got up and looked at Xiao Er.

"Pack."

"Well, what about the checkout?"

Hearing this, Zhongli subconsciously put his pants in his pocket, then shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Well, I forgot to bring my wallet when I went out today, let's keep the old rules first."

"Okay, I'll send the bill to the Afterlife Hall with the dishes, Mr. Zhongli, you go slowly."

(End of chapter)