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

"Why else? Of course it's Brother Wen. He is everyone's hope now, and he is considered the savior. As his younger brother, how can I not be admired by others?"

Bennett's tone was quite proud, he was extremely proud to have Kevin as his brother.

Seeing Bennett's heartless look, Lei Ze also smiled.

"Yes, but how do you get rid of those people?"

"Of course I will take the initiative to welcome you."

"Ah?" Lei Ze was stunned. He didn't know what Bennett was up to.

"Uh-huh." Bennett pretended to be serious.

"Leize, do you think I look like Brother Wen now?"

Lei Ze looked at him as if he was a fool.

"what are you doing?"

"When they surround us, I will give a speech like Brother Wen to encourage everyone, telling them not to be afraid of the end of the world, and that I, Bennett, can protect everyone."

Bennett meant what he said, and he was indeed prepared to do so.

I saw him walking slowly on the avenue and speaking loudly.

"Everyone, look here. I, Bennett, am right here."

Lei Ze hurried over and tried to pull him back.

"Are you okay? If you were surrounded, would you still want to go out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Bennett's confident smile.

After turning his head and glancing around, Lei Ze didn't see anyone. Even at this moment, it was completely silent.

It was as if some disaster had happened here and everyone ran away.

It's strange. There are obviously people walking back and forth here all the time, but why is there not even a single hair here at this time?

Wait, I'll go.

Lei Ze finally thought of Bennett's approach and was surprised.

"Sure, Bennett, you want others to listen to you, but in the end they can't see you, but this is too weird. If you want to do something in the future, just do the opposite."

Bennett looked a little lost when he saw that there was no one around.

"Do you really think I did it the other way around on purpose?"

"Why not?"

"If I do the opposite on purpose, things will still turn out badly. As long as I want it and do it on purpose, my luck will always hinder me. So I just need to find the good side in the bad situation and keep doing it. No matter what the result is, I can accept it."

Lei Ze's eyes flickered for a moment, and he realized that Bennett had changed a lot.

In the past, he was always worried about his fate. Although he was optimistic, he was always forced to accept it.

And now Bennett exudes confidence.

A confidence that nothing can defeat him.

"Really? Brother Wen doesn't seem to be able to teach me anything?"

Seeing the changes in Bennett, Lei Ze felt a little disappointed.

"Um, I remember I wanted to compete with you in rhymes." Bennett held his chin and recalled.

"Hehe, you don't think I really stutter, I just have trouble expressing myself." Lei Ze almost couldn't hold back his stiff face.

. . . . .

Fischl's house. Many people gathered here, and the sound of discussion was endless.

"Little Amy, why don't you go out for a walk? Staying at home like this is not a solution." Fischl's father said helplessly.

Ever since the name Little Amy was revealed.

Fischl now refuses to step out of the door.

This really troubled the old father.

In the bedroom.

Fischl sat on the bed, still troubled by the name.

He did not respond to his father's words, but remained silent.

Among the discussions outside the house, the most irritating one was the voice of little Amy.

Fischl's defense was really broken now, and she was so ashamed that she didn't even want to leave the bedroom.

I was afraid of running into someone, so I would shout out that socially lethal name when I met them.

A thunderbird appeared nearby.

Oz said, "Miss, this is not a solution."

"Then what do you say we should do? I didn't expect that I, the Princess of Judgment who came from the Pure Land of Dark Night, would be blocked at the door by a group of mortals. It's so frustrating. It's all the fault of the writer. If he hadn't shouted like that, who would have known?" Fischl said angrily.

Kevin was very dissatisfied with himself being exposed in the light curtain.

"I think we need to find the source to solve the problem, so we should go out and find the writer."

Oz suggested, trying to entice Fischl to go out.

Fischl's beautiful eyes flickered for a moment, but soon her whole face fell and looked lost.

"Now we don't even know where the writer is, how can we find him? And if we find him, won't those mortals still be shouting?"

Oz breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, it's a good thing that the lady still cares about Kevin very much, otherwise she probably wouldn't be able to persuade him.

"What are you afraid of? You know how powerful the writer is. He can stir up people's hearts with his mouth. It's easy for him to change the way people call you."

"That's true, but I can't find anyone. The writer is so abominable. He secretly saved the world by himself without taking me with him. After all, I am the Princess of Judgment."

She felt very angry when she thought about how Kevin had never thought about anything, asked her to help, and always went to the snowy mountains to find Albedo.

At the same time, I felt my own incompetence and couldn't help feeling lost.

Oz saw Fischl's disappointment. Having been with her for so long, Oz naturally knew how to comfort her.

So he said: "The writer must be hiding in a corner of the world. The only thing that can expose his mind now is the light curtain. We can track the light curtain.

Also, writers always look for some very smart people to help, such as Albedo, we can go to them often, maybe we can meet them. "

"Well, the mortals outside are so pitiful, I can't bear to hurt them, so..."

Fischl was looking at Oz expectantly, his words full of hints.

Oz sighed.

The lady is still the same, just like Kevin, so awkward.

"Miss, the writer is still shouldering the mission of saving the world. As his companion, you cannot let mortals stop you. Maybe the writer is still fighting alone, and he is eager for you to help him."

Fischl couldn't help but think of that scene.

In the pitch-black environment, Kevin was glowing faintly, his windbreaker stained with blood.

He looked extremely embarrassed, but he still waved his two swords firmly, fighting against the endless sea of ​​monsters.

"Ahem, I can't hold on any longer. If only Her Royal Highness was here, I wouldn't be in such a mess."

Thinking of this, Fischl got out of bed and put on his clothes.

"Wait, writer, I'm here to help you. Ahem, I'm here to help you."

This girl had been persuaded by her father for several days just because of a few words about Kevin.

I was immediately persuaded and prepared to go out.

If Oz had known that Kevin was so useful, he probably wouldn't have taken so long to persuade him.