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Huge storms gathered in mid-air, and the black and red colors carried an ominous atmosphere. As early as just now, everyone noticed the abnormal black mist, but they never expected that such a big storm would be brewed.

Under the huge force of the wind, Ying couldn't even stand upright. She frantically wanted to open her eyes, but she only felt a sharp pain in her eyes, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

No... I can still see it a little bit.

Vaguely, she saw Mandrill's back, even in the midst of the hurricane, he was standing straight ahead, heading in the direction of Manyo.

But looking at his back, Ying felt an inexplicable panic in her heart. She always felt that if she didn't do anything, something bad would happen.

With this panic, she groped forward in the wind, trying to keep up with Mandrill's footsteps.

And the moment she stepped somewhere, she felt the storm stop.

This is a quiet place with no wind. There are no human voices or the sound of sand and stone colliding. In the dead silence, there is only a frightening emptiness.

What is this place?

"This is where I usually am."

As if hearing Ying's inner voice, Wanye's voice suddenly sounded, and Ying raised her sword nervously, and put on a defensive posture.

Seeing this, a wound appeared in Wanye's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

He can understand, after all, so many things happened before, she should be more vigilant.

But when encountering such a thing, you will still be a little shaken after all.

"Here...why is there no sound?"

Ying opened her dry lips. Although she was asking, she already had the answer in her heart.

This is a kind of self-protection mechanism.

It's like she who used to be afraid of death, shrunk in the dust song pot and dared not come out, because only in an absolutely safe place, she would feel at ease.

Then the same should be true for Manyo.

He who can listen to the sounds of nature, and who has always walked around with this ability, why did he come to the land of silence?

Because he doesn't want to hear it anymore.

"What... did you hear?"

Manyo recalled the time when he was first summoned.

There was the sound of an unknown object climbing in the darkness. He pricked up his ears, trying to hear what happened, but he only heard a sound that made him feel at a loss.

It's like sticking out of the mud and can't get out.

He heard some whispers, in his ears, repeating over and over again——

"I hate it... I hate it..."

It's annoying.

Suddenly, the eyes suddenly became clear, and the boy in front of him looked at him with bright eyes, and shouted happily: "I have summoned a servant! I have summoned a servant!"

You can hear his joy.

The corners of Wanye's mouth curled up slightly, and he was about to raise a smile. When he introduced himself, there was a noisy voice.

It was the sound of insects, buzzing, right next to my ears, as if they were going to penetrate into the bone marrow.

Nauseous, sticky.

Following the sound, he saw an old man who looked like a man, but the sound coming from him was very strange.

And the voice from the boy also changed, becoming frightened, and... sick.

This home is not normal.

Wan Ye was walking in the corridor of Matou's house, the oppressive atmosphere, and the murmurs that kept ringing in his ears, seemed to be pulling him bit by bit, to go deeper into the darkness.

At first, he could still control himself.

After all, when walking in the world, you will meet some villains. Although the wind in Tivat is very gentle most of the time, when encountering villains, the wind will change somewhat.

He should be used to it.

However, when encountering Thor, the voice changed.

It seemed to suddenly increase his voice, screaming and screaming in his ear——

"I hate it... I hate it!"

It was... his own voice.

Wanye found that he couldn't control his emotions anymore. Whenever he saw Thor, an uncontrollable hatred would surge in his heart. He had obviously let go of it, but at this moment, he felt strange even to himself.

He felt that he was being swallowed by something invisible bit by bit.

But on that day, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

It is the voice of the traveler.

Even if it was not the appearance of a traveler, he heard it and confirmed the identity of the other party.

The traveler's voice was the most special he had ever heard, not because it was rare to hear it through distraction at first, but because... he was special.

It seems that the buds break through the ground, looking at the world tentatively, and like the trees facing the wind and rain, even if the branches and leaves are knocked down, they still have a sense of tenacity.

Let him... can't help but want to get closer.

If surrounded by such voices, his world should be able to return to the gentleness before, right?

But no.

The moment he wanted to get close to the traveler, the noise in his ears became louder, so loud... that he couldn't help but want to pull out the knife and destroy everything he saw.

No, it can't be like this.

Looking at the back of the traveler, looking at the worried eyes of the traveler, Manyo finally flinched.

Staying away is the best protection.

Just let him continue to sink in this mud.

Like fallen leaves sinking into a swamp, being swallowed up bit by bit and assimilated...

After killing the master, Wan Ye gained a new ability. He did not do other things, but weaved a windless land for himself. Here, he would hear much less voices, and he could also seek a moment of peace .

But this kind of time will not last long. Once he stays inside for a long time, new voices will appear, urging him to complete the task.

Very annoying, but had to do.

If he still wants to have a moment of peace.

It's just that there are still imperfections in this space after all, for example... when someone comes in, the sound will reach his ears again.

So now, looking at Ying, he listened to the disgusting whispers and the pure sound at the same time, his whole body seemed to be torn apart.

He regained a bit of rationality, but in this rationality, he discovered to his horror that he could not control the murderous thoughts in his heart.

"...you go, don't come near me."

In the final sobriety, Wan Ye turned around, his voice was full of loneliness that he didn't even notice.

He didn't notice it, but Ying did.

She knew very well that from the very beginning, Wanye was asking for help from her, the traveler they all trusted.

So Ying stepped forward and grabbed Wan Ye's hand.

"I won't let go."

She said very seriously: "You said that you can hear the voices of all things in nature, including my voice."

"Then please just listen to my voice."

Wan Ye opened his eyes wide, and his footsteps stopped in place. For a moment, it was as if the fallen leaves in the swamp were gently picked up by his hands and held preciously in the palm of his hand.

That is, what a gentle voice...

But what followed was an uncontrollable turbulent emotion, he suppressed it forcefully, and shook off Ying's hand.

"Don't come near me again! I can't help but kill you!"

Ah, that's right...

Ying finally understood.

It turned out that staying away from the beginning was protection.

His gentleness has long been carried by the wind.

Then, she should respond to him too.

If the price of this response is death, she is willing to bear it.

After all, what are players most afraid of?What is the psychological problem he wants to overcome?

He recalled that it was the fear of death.

Even though Vest would not actually die, he recoiled in fear of the pain and despair of death.

This is what happens to normal people.

But he can't just be a normal person.

What he wants is too much.

Therefore, he must transcend himself.

"Then kill me."

"If death is the only way to embrace you, I will not be afraid of death."

The blond girl threw herself at the boy who turned around in shock, and hugged him tightly in his arms, surrounded by fresh fragrance and gentle voice, as if the whole world had been cleaned.

She hugged Wan Ye and said softly: "If there are bad voices in this world, then come close to me and only listen to my voice."

Like a beautiful fantasy dream.

But when he woke up, the knife in his hand pierced her chest.

Wan Ye panicked.

All the voices in his ears disappeared, and he frantically tried to stop the bleeding for Ying. The world in front of him was a little blurry, and only the girl's smile remained.

Her mouth moved.

what did she say?

she says--

"Don't be afraid, I'll be waiting for you in Tivat."

As soon as the words fell, her voice turned into specks of fluorescent light, dissipating in the air, while the twisted lines on Wan Ye's body faded away bit by bit, as if they had been purified.

He still maintained the gesture of hugging, but his arms were empty, as if his heart was empty.

In the distance, with the disappearance of the black and red storm, Mandrill could clearly see the scene inside. In an instant, the pain of loss surged again. He couldn't restrain his killing intent, and rushed towards Wanye holding He Puyuan high.

Wan Ye obviously noticed the attack, but he just froze in place, as if he was still chasing the voice she left behind.

He Puyuan pierced Wanye's heart, but he felt no pain, and the remaining emotions only brought him a little feedback.

Ah... finally...

Fallen leaves falling on the ground, are you finally going to follow her?

Killed Manyo with one shot, or the opponent did not resist at all, but Mandrill felt that the anger in his heart could not be quenched at all. His eyes were red and he looked around, but he didn't know what he was looking for.

Suddenly, he saw a small figure, Ilya appeared here at some unknown time, looking at him with some worry.

Why do you want to come here?

Why come here when he is about to lose control of himself?he--

"Ugh."

A familiar voice sounded, Mandrill turned around, looked at the golden figure, his eyes were slightly sore, ah, that was his god.

"Looks like you're the only one left, Mandrill."

What's the meaning?Why can't he understand?Isn't there someone else?

Ah, he remembered... Traveler...

"The Holy Grail is no longer able to make a wish, but as the god of Liyue, I can make a new "contract" for you, which is also a reward for the winner. "

The god wears a divine attire, just like the name "Drill" that was given to him back then.

A new "contract"?

Mandrill felt that with the emperor around, the travelers would be fine, and it was not urgent to return to Tivat.

He looked at Ilya who was wearing a white robe in the distance, and suddenly felt that his trip was not over yet.

How short a mortal life is.

Then, accompany her and finish this life.

The god nodded lightly, approved his wish, tapped his forehead lightly with cool fingers, and then, it turned into little golden light...