Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

Inside the cave is a world of ice. The surrounding walls, heads, and feet are all made of ice.

It was also completely dark inside, and the further inside, the brighter it became.

Walking to the innermost part, we came to an open cave hall. The cave was filled with night stones and the light was as bright as day.

There is an ice coffin in the middle of the cave. Lying in the ice coffin is the woman I saw in the painting that day. She was wearing a white wedding dress.

Wendy wanted to go over and take a closer look to see the cause of the woman's death, but it was difficult to move. As soon as she stood up, the village chief picked her up by her collar and threw her aside.

Before he could do anything, heavy ice sealed his limbs and body, leaving only his head outside.

Wendy moved her hand. If it was difficult to move just now, she couldn't move now.

This feeling is really like the time Rosalin stole God's heart in front of Mondstadt Cathedral.

He sighed helplessly, stopped struggling, looked at the village chief and frowned helplessly: "It's not necessary."

"Of course it is necessary. What if you are really the god of wind, or do you have some other magical powers?"

"Then why don't you attack me directly?" Wendy was surprised.

"Let me talk to you, and I also want you to understand."

After hearing this, Wendy laughed and said helplessly: "Do you know how the villains in novels usually die?"

The village chief glanced at him and ignored his nonsensical question.

Then he walked to the ice coffin, sat next to it and looked at the woman in the ice coffin, his eyes full of affection, as if the woman had not left, but was just sleeping there quietly.

Seeing him like this, even though he said he wanted to chat, he probably had no intention of talking to him.

Wendy did not disturb the village chief. He closed his eyes and fell asleep, but the divine power in his body was quietly running, flowing quietly through every part of his body.

"How do you know her?" the village chief suddenly said.

"You are so rude, and you disturb people's sleep. It's really rude." Wendy complained angrily.

He opened his eyes and saw the village chief looking at him dissatisfiedly, as if he was going to be beaten if he said another word.

Regardless, as a hostage, you should still have some hostage consciousness.

"Okay, let me tell you, there are paintings of you and your wife hanging in your house, but there are no women's products in the house." Wendy wanted to shrug, but then her neck was wrapped in ice and she couldn't move, so she had to pick something instead. eyebrow.

"You are smart." The village chief turned his head and looked at his wife in the ice coffin.

At this time, Wendy also noticed the magic circle painted on the ground. This magic circle looked very ancient and he had never seen it before.

Generally, magic circles are used to accumulate power. Their gods treat magic circles like they treat the Eye of God, so they don't need it.

But Wendy was well-read and knew something about it, but as far as this one on the ground was concerned, he didn't know it.

However, there is an ice coffin in the center of the circle. Looking at the village chief's appearance, he can probably guess a lot.

"You want to resurrect her?" Wendy asked bluntly.

"This is called waking up. She has never left. She must have never left." The village chief looked at his wife tenderly and raised his hand to caress her cheek.

The movements seemed very gentle, as if he were afraid of disturbing her.

"Even if she hasn't left, I'm afraid such a magic circle won't be able to wake her up." Wendy said helplessly.

"What do you know? This is God's will and the instructions given by God."

When talking about God, the village chief looked very pious. It seemed that he believed in this unknown demon god devoutly.

"God?" Wendy chuckled, "Is it the giant tree that you believe in? Or the demon god who set up a barrier in the village?"

"You don't have to know."

"Hey, why don't I need to know?" Wendy shouted in confusion, "You God, I have changed my body. I want to know what happened?"

The village chief looked at Wendy again, his eyes full of warning.

Wendy didn't take it seriously and continued to chatter: "I am also a god, and I walk with him. Even if you don't believe in me, you still have to respect me, you know?"

He has always advocated freedom, and this is the first time he has asked people to respect himself as a god.

Of course, the request was invalid. The village chief stood up and walked to Wendy, looking at him coldly and condescendingly: "During the Demon God War, if you were really the God of Wind, you would naturally become the God's enemy. How could I tell the enemy about God's affairs? ?”

Hearing this answer, Wendy raised her smile and raised her eyebrows: "You are quite loyal, but the people of Mondstadt believe in freedom, but your god goes against this belief."

"You are talking about turning people into ice cubes," the village chief chuckled.

He turned around and walked aside, condensing ice elements in his hands and waving them: "God just gave me strength, and everything I did was to cure their diseases and make them not afraid of the cold. On behalf of God, I gave Is it wrong to lose their hope of life?"

Life and freedom, this is really a difficult question to judge right from wrong. Wendy couldn't deny the village chief's conclusion, but he couldn't be completely sure either.

As the God of Freedom, no matter in the previous world or now, he insists on finding a life where Mondstadt can be alive and free at the same time.

Even if the price is your own lack of freedom.

Therefore, Wendy can agree with the village chief’s starting point, but at the expense of other people’s freedom, Wendy cannot agree.

"Hey, I can cure their diseases, give them hope, and set them free. Can you believe in me?" Wendy looked at the village chief. At this moment, he put away the impropriety in his usual tone and spoke seriously. asked.

Although this question feels a bit childish, these are things he has done and what he will do in the future.

The village chief turned his head and looked at Wendy. His previous seriousness and piety were gone. There was sadness in his eyes, as if he had seen all the sad things in the world.

"Then can you let her come back?"

Wendy turned her head and looked at the person in the ice coffin in silence.

Although he was a god, he did not have the ability to raise the dead, and he had hoped to have this ability.

"But he can. My great god has promised to bring her back. No matter how long it takes, no matter the cost, I will believe it." The village chief looked up at the ceiling, as if the god he believed in was here. .

Wendy would not interfere with a person's beliefs, but he could not ignore the unfree villagers. He sighed and said in a consultative tone: "Then, you continue to believe in him, you change the villagers back to their original state, and I will give them Cure.”

However, his proposal was not approved by the village chief. The village chief smiled coldly, walked up to Wendy and looked at him: "If you are the God of Wind, this is to build up strength for you, and I will increase my power for my god. Is it difficult?"

After saying that, the village chief condensed a ball of ice element that looked very biting on his hand, and his ice-blue eyes looked down at Wendy, with murderous intent that could be said to be visible to the naked eye.

"Not only will I not make it more difficult for my god, I will also eradicate dissidents for him." After saying that, the village chief raised his hand to face Wendy, and the ice element condensed into an ice cone, facing Wendy's emerald green eyes.

"I'm sorry Wendy, I quite like your poems, but we are on different paths and only one can live."

After saying that, ice spikes sprouted from the ice pick, and the village chief immediately stabbed Wendy's eyes with the ice pick.

Wendy immediately closed her eyes and shouted, "So do you know how the villains in ordinary novels die?"

His words interrupted the village chief's movements. The next second, the ice on Wendy's body exploded, and the village chief immediately ducked back.

Wendy, who broke free from the restraints, raised a hand to face the village chief. The wind element had condensed hundreds of wind element arrows behind her, waiting for the wind god's instructions.

The village chief stood in the distance, looking at the young man in front of him in shock. Those ridiculous lies that Wendy said before entering the cave became extremely real at this moment.

A feeling of oppression was surging in the boy's body.

Wendy looked at him. At this moment, the emerald green eyes were printed with the runes of the wind element, and the braid on her chest glowed faintly green.

"Come on, let me, the God of Wind, teach you how to fear the gods."

After saying that, Wendy clenched her hand, and the hundreds of wind arrows immediately shot at the village chief.