Genshin Impact: The wind blowing back to the starting point

The moment he saw Qin, the expression on the village chief's face immediately became unnatural.

He seemed to have guessed Wendy's plan and became increasingly nervous.

He immediately seized the opportunity, raised his hand, and aimed thousands of ice picks at Wendy to hit her.

Wendy immediately jumped up, rolled in the air to avoid, and closed the distance between the two.

Wendy landed on the ground and looked at the village chief: "Are you really going to fight as soon as you come up? You don't even know how to be polite before attacking?"

"Enough has been said, there is no need to say more." After saying that, the village chief's magic weapon was summoned again. He raised his hand and summoned huge ice blocks to hit Wendy.

Wendy quickly dodged again.

Without weapons, he had no choice but to use elemental and divine power to suppress him.

But that would definitely cause damage to the entire village.

So, after dodging the ice again, Wendy took advantage of the gap to immediately release the wind element.

Then, a huge wind wall wrapped him and the village chief to ensure that no villagers were harmed.

But this also created convenient conditions for the village chief. He immediately released all the elemental power, and the ice cubes became larger, giving Wendy less and less room to hide.

At this time, Wendy accidentally jumped into a corner, and ice blocks had piled up around him to surround him.

Seeing this, the village chief raised his lips, condensed an ice pick in his hand and pointed it at Wendy, saying coldly: "Go to hell..."

Then, the ice pick immediately flew towards Wendy's neck. When Wendy noticed the ice pick, the ice pick had already pierced his neck.

Pain shot through his body, and he immediately covered his neck and leaned against the wind wall.

Blood gushed out from the wound and flowed down his hand. His emerald green eyes looked at the village chief with reluctance.

The village chief stopped lowering the ice and walked towards Wendy.

He frowned when he looked at Wendy, and returned to his gentle tone: "Don't blame me, I have nothing left. If I don't kill you, I won't be able to survive."

"I...obviously showed you the way..." Wendy looked at the village chief with tears in her eyes.

The village chief knelt down and looked at him: "Sorry, resurrecting her is my obsession. God is the only one who can do this. I must stop you."

The village chief frowned and looked a little intolerable.

"Do you know? Because of this, I left my hometown and abandoned my friends. I already...have nothing..."

There was sadness in the village chief's eyes. If he was not an excellent actor like Wendy, judging from his expression, maybe he had thought about giving up in the past three years.

It's just that the deal is already done, and the damage has been caused by obsession. If you let go of your obsession, you really won't be able to survive.

"Wind...wind wall..." Wendy said with difficulty.

His voice brought back the village chief's thoughts, and he looked at him with a frown: "What did you say? Feng Qiang? What happened to Feng Qiang?"

However, Wendy's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she closed her eyes completely.

The village chief looked at him with his eyes closed in confusion, thinking carefully about his last words.

At this moment, a voice sounded behind him: "He wants to say that the wind wall has not disappeared yet, so don't be too happy too early."

Hearing this familiar voice, the village chief felt nervous. He turned his head and saw Wendy sitting cross-legged on the ice bricks, holding her head in one hand and looking at the situation here.

His leisurely look was like watching a drama, and his leisurely smile spoke of the confidence in the god's heart.

The village chief watched Wendy take a half step back unconsciously, her pupils shaking, and then immediately turned to look at the dead Wendy on the ground, and then looked at the person sitting on the ice: "You... you are not..."

"Oh, that's what you said." Wendy, who was sitting on the ice, raised her hand and made a stroke in the air.

Then, the dead Wendy suddenly turned into a Cecilia flower.

Wendy smiled as if she was watching a drama: "It seems that you have not completely lost your conscience. Then as the God of Wind, I can consider saving your life."

"You... how dare you lie to me!" The village chief suddenly became furious and immediately summoned more ice picks to attack indiscriminately.

Wendy did not escape, but the ice pick inserted into her body and disappeared into the breeze.

"Chief Siswan, I don't like fighting and killing. I prefer to resolve this matter in a peaceful way. Please calm down."

Wendy's voice echoed in the wind wall. Siswan raised his head and looked around but couldn't see any shadow of him.

But he seems to be everywhere, like the wind.

The village chief couldn't calm down at all at this moment. He felt that Wendy had teased him. He originally had a trace of guilt, but now he was only angry.

"You! You actually lied to me!" the village chief shouted.

"Ha! I lied to you. Let me tell you, my teasing was just to make you happy. The person who really teased you made you lose everything. Look at this."

After Wendy finished speaking, a book fell from the air and landed in front of the village chief.

The village chief picked it up. The fairy tale-like title on the cover made him uninterested: "Do you think I still believe in fairy tales?"

"Use your elemental vision to take a good look at whose elemental power is left on it, and then read through the contents inside. This is the source of the record of your resurrection circle."

Hearing Wendy's words, the village chief couldn't help but become nervous. He opened the book with trembling hands, and images like children's books struck his heart over and over again.

When he turned to that magic circle, his heart felt as if he had been hit by an arrow.

"Why... is it a fairy tale..." the village chief asked with trembling hands.

At this moment, the surrounding attacks had stopped, and Wendy withdrew the wind wall and stood in front of him.

The village chief raised his head, his scarlet eyes full of despair: "This... you lied to me too, right?"

He now wished that Wendy had lied to him.

He had done so much for this magic circle, but in the end it was just a setting in a fairy tale.

This would drive anyone crazy.

Wendy didn't want to let him know in such a direct and cruel way, even if she made up another fairy tale.

However, for a person like Siswan who will stick to it even if he has a little hope, even if he abandons his humanity, giving him hope is the greatest cruelty.

So, Wendy sighed helplessly and shook her head: "No, this book is what I found in the cave where you learned the art. The elemental power in it comes from the same place as the elemental power in you. They are both from the devil." .”

At that moment, Sis looked ashen. He clutched the book and looked around the village he had run for three years.

Three years ago, he committed suicide in the snowy mountains and was rescued by the demon god, who has followed him ever since.

He asked, but there was no way to bring people back to life.

How did that god respond at that time?

Siswan covered his head and recalled, but found that he couldn't recall it.

At this moment, his eyes fell on Wendy, and suddenly he remembered the devil's words:

Siswan: "Is there really no way to revive her?"

Demon God: "There is no precedent for this in ancient times, but I have heard of one, and I can try it, although it may not be successful."

So, he dove in headfirst.

It turned out to be nothing more than a fairy tale to put children to sleep.

Looking at the giant tree, Siswan burst into laughter. His laughter was full of despair, repeatedly mocking his own life.

At this time, he had laughed enough. He turned his head and looked at Wendy, his eyes became indifferent, he showed a strange smile, and said coldly: "Then, don't even live..."