Original God: Cthulhu invades, Mondstadt is destroyed at the beginning

After the silence, there was a barrage of abuse.

The people below had angry expressions.

"Boy, you dare to insult our Lord Yan, how do you want to die?"

Grandma Ping tapped her cane and everyone fell silent.

Then Grandma Ping turned and looked at Kevin.

"If you have any questions, let the Emperor finish speaking first before questioning him."

There was some disbelief in Kevin's eyes.

"Wait, it's already like this. If you don't believe me, then forget it. But at least have some judgment. How could the creator of R'lyeh be even Teyvat..."

In the sky, the dragon's body quickly shrank and turned into a human figure, landing on the main stage.

The loud noise covered up Kevin's subsequent words.

The cold golden eyes glanced at Kevin, then turned around and ignored him.

The moment Kevin saw Zhongli, his pupils shrank and he froze in place. Then he was pushed back into his seat by Keqing.

Grandma Ping whispered an apology to Zhongli and sat back down.

No one on the field opposed Zhongli, and no one discussed it.

In this silence, Zhongli continued to speak.

"Some people doubt that I am fake, but I am not angry because this is the way the world is. Seven Gods like me do not seem to have any ability to turn the tide. Well, that is indeed the case."

When the latter sentence was uttered, the civilians all showed puzzled expressions, some of which were mixed with disappointment.

Zhongli changed the subject and continued.

“No matter how powerful I am, I am just a demon who won the Demon God War. If such a disaster jumps out of the world, we will be as small as ants on the ground, and we will be slaughtered by them at will.

No, you are all wrong. Teyvat has always been protected by God. The thousands of years of war between demons and gods were planned by Him. The seemingly strongest person in this world and the supreme law of nature are just working under Him.

It was He who created this world and Liyue, and it was He who would protect us again in the face of the impending disaster until everything returns to normal. He has always been hiding in history, interfering with our every move.

Now, He is coming again . . . ”

Zhongli selflessly spread the faith in that god.

Ningguang and those relatively normal people had their three views shattered.

What did they see?

The Rock Prince, who has always been believed in, is like a devout believer spreading his faith in God.

The gods we believe in believe in gods.

How can anyone stay calm?

Kevin here.

Keqing's worldview was completely shattered, but she was still unwilling to give up, so she comforted Kevin and also comforted herself.

"Don't be afraid. The Emperor only verbally created a god to boost our confidence. Look, those immortals didn't react at all, did they?"

As Zhongli spoke with a pious look on his face, Keqing, with a look of panic on her face, comforted him with a trembling tone.

Kevin's mind began to recall the past scenes.

Every time he recalled key information, his expression became more and more frustrated.

. . .

At the beginning, there was a group of people in black robes standing on the beach, but later on, only he was left. He might not be able to see him even if he went there tonight.

. . . .

But later, when we wanted to help, the whole world changed. Dagon disappeared, we were all injured, and Tartaglia was on the verge of death. It seemed like Xiao and I were missing a memory, a memory of being killed by Dagon.

. . . .

You don't know, those fishmen are very cunning, their flesh and blood have become almost indistinguishable from those of humans, and if Bu Bulu hadn't come up with new research results, it would be difficult to find them.

. . .

I seem to have been replaced, but when did this happen?

There is a memory that is so important, so important that my instinct tells me that I must remember it.

By the way, it might be related to Ganyu. The missing memory started when she came to assist me.

. . .

Every casual word, every detail revealed unintentionally, and the truth contained therein, made Kevin despair.

With trembling hands, he slowly reached into his arms and took out the photo that Tartaglia had given him before he died.

I didn't observe it carefully before, but now I can clearly feel that the thickness of the photos is different.

Those are two photos taken together.

After tearing the mysterious photo into two pieces, Kevin saw two big bloody words.

Weird immortal.

Zhongli is still spreading devotion to the gods there, and every major event in Liyue's thousands of years of history is said to have involved him.

Keqing's panicked mumbling still echoed in her ears.

Under the voices of these two, the ordinary people below suddenly quieted down, and the immortals sat on both sides of the black-robed man with expressionless faces.

In addition to these two voices, Kevin seemed to hear countless people wailing in his ears.

It seemed as if I saw countless blood flowing on my hands.

No... From the beginning... From the beginning there was no hope... No...

His heart gradually fell into the abyss along with the cruel reality.

The highlight in the blue pupils is gradually fading.

"Today will be a historic moment. All of us will undergo transformation and all of us will have eternal life. My people, do not be troubled by your bodies. This is a purification process. All those who oppose the purification will die in agony."

"The Emperor must be joking. It has changed so much compared to before. That's right, it's a special period. It's normal. Look, no one has any reaction at all. We will definitely defend Liyue, we will...

You agree, Kevin?

"Liyue is dead."

Keqing was stunned and remained silent for a long time.

"What did you say?"

"Liyue is dead."

At the side of the stage, Ningguang finally couldn't hold back any more and stood up to interrupt Zhongli's speech.

"Lord Emperor, could you please stop saying these weird things? You are the Emperor, is there any god in this world that you can believe in?"

Zhongli stopped talking, and his previously extremely pious expression suddenly turned cold.

puff.

The cold spear pierced through Ningguang's heart and then penetrated deeply into the ground.

Zhongli's expression was casual, as if he was throwing out a toothpick and skewering a piece of meat.

People finally couldn't help but start making noises in panic.

"Quiet down!" Zhongli frowned slightly, his tone was very serious and solemn, and his expression was filled with a heavy sense of oppression.

"This is what happens when you resist the Purge."