Genshin Impact: Have you ever experienced light speed kick?

Chapter 370

If you want to find Barbatos, the god of wind, it's nothing more than to do what you like.

One

is good wine, and the other is good sleep.

As for whether Barbatos can be tempted to appear, it is still unknown.

Standing on a hill and looking at the thriving villages and towns, it is expected that they will develop into a magnificent city-state in the near future.

The Gunnheard family and the Lawrence family will gradually go their separate ways and move towards different futures.

There's always a vague feeling that you'll be able to harvest a Barbatos in the Land of the Rising Winds.

Where the wind was raging, the wind and snow were bitterly cold, the ice and snow could be seen everywhere, and there was not a trace of green on the barren land, let alone any other plants.

Sometime.

The land will be home to large sunset fruit trees, green grass and picturesque scenery.

Qin Yu had to sigh at the greatness of time.

Bringing death to the living, wear and tear to the immortals, and bringing change and change to the land!

Barbatos' choice was undoubtedly quite correct

, after all, if the kingdom of the wind god is all ice and snow, what is the difference between the ice god and the ice god who wins on the other side? In the past, people could hear people praise the wind god everywhere in Mondstadt, lamenting that after losing the wind god to regain his freedom, he no longer had to live under the high walls and become the pet of the god of gale as his ancestors did.

True.

In a world ravaged by snow and ice, stepping out of a high wall means freezing to death in the wind and snow.

For human beings, freedom also has an absolutely important weight!

The Fengshen who advocates freedom also does things with the goal of freedom, since Mondstadt is full of snow-capped mountains, hindering the progress of freedom, it will lead to the breaking of all the cages and shackles that lead to freedom.

The result is what we are today.

Compared to the sight of Mondstadt's birds, flowers, green grass and trees, and even winter hundreds of years later, it does seem a little more barren at this moment.

Follow the direction of memory to the land where the wind rises.

A lone idol of the god stands, and nothing else.

Qin Yu sighed softly, and placed the ten jars of good wine under the statue.

Hmmm....

Wait

quietly for ten minutes, as if you can't do this.

It is said that the wind will guide you in the direction of progress, and the wind will convey the message that should be transmitted, but he is not here to drink, at least it shows a problem.

The second sentence above should be just a nonsense.

In that case, why bother?

It was better to show the fellow in a simpler and more brutal way that not only was wine offered as a sacrifice, but that he was going to dry it all into his stomach!

There is such a lack of morality in doing so.

Don't be a saint when you should lack virtue, completing the task and getting out of this infinite cycle is the most important thing, on this basis, good or evil, maybe not so important.

Unplug it.

Pick up a jar and send it to your mouth.

Well, the

taste is quite okay.

The sake brewed by the ancient method has the sweetness of the spring and the mellow aroma of the fruit, and in terms of wine alone, it is indeed far superior to the country hundreds of years later.

Although the taste is slightly spicy, the temperature of the sake is lowered in such a cold environment.

It's probably like a drink with alcohol, and it's unstoppable after just a few sips, at this time, Qin Yu suddenly understands why that guy likes to drink, and the same is true for him!

It's completely different from getting drunk hundreds of years later.

It's called wine, but it seems to be more of a drink.

In less than half an hour, a jar of wine was drunk, and the meaning was still unfinished.

Qin Yu leaned against the statue of the wind god, drunk, his eyes hazy.

"Ahh

When I was about to fall asleep, I heard a familiar voice, but I couldn't do anything about it.

The fake drama is really done, and this sleep is also a real sleep.

When I woke up, I was frightened by the big face plate in front of me and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Hey, you finally woke up, I thought you went straight

over!" "Joke, this world is so beautiful, there is a cheap princess waiting for me to go back and save it, how can it pass!"

"Hey~"

The young man playfully stuck out his tongue, sat in the open space not far away, tilted his head to look over, and did not speak.

Needless to say, the boy in front of him is Barbatos, the god of wind, and Wendy, the bard who claims to be Wendy walking the streets of Mondstadt and traveling all over Teyvat many years later.

"Anemo, I have a question for you.

"Do you recognize

me?" "Is there a place like this other than the Anemo God?" you wouldn't say you'd be a knight in Mondstadt, would you?"

Barbatos no longer pretended, but opened a jar of wine, and after taking a sip, his eyes fixed on the cloudy snow-capped mountains in the distance, "You're here to ask me how to resurrect the Honeysuckle Tree, right?"

Actually, the method is very simple, that is...

"I'm not asking that, sorry. Qin Yu's answer made Wendy, who had just found a little bit of a god, touch the bridge of her nose in embarrassment and laugh.

"After all, I drank your wine, could it be my most devout believer, but how do you know that I love to drink!"

Looking at the glorious image in front of him who was desperately trying to maintain his glorious image as a god, and then thinking of the bard who had no scruples after many years, and even drank everywhere, Qin Yu couldn't help but feel funny.

Flash.

He couldn't laugh anymore.

Could it be that it is the wear and tear of the Heavenly Principles

? If so, what about the other guys?

Forget it, it is still important to get down to business.

"Lord Anemo, you have blown away all the other snow-capped mountains, why do you have to leave the last one?The people of Findneel are punished by the sky, what should they do?"

"Well, do you know why this place is called the Wind Rises

?" "The drunken sense came up, and Barbatos went back, he could have used his divine power to stop getting drunk, but if he wasn't drunk, there was no point in drinking, of course he had to enjoy this feeling of drunkenness!"

"The source of the wind is always explained like this, right

?" "Then do you know why you chose to overthrow that guy in the first place?" What has happened to the Demon God War in this land, do you know?"

I don't know why I want to talk about these old things, but Barbatos just went down, and Qin Yu just listened down.

At that time, Mondstadt had two demon gods.

Andreus, the wolf king of the north wind.

The Demon God of Gale and the Lone King of the Tower is named Decarapian.

The former's true strength surpasses that of the latter, and it can be called the land of Mondstadt, the strongest god who can summon the north wind to blow the ice and snow of the wheat fields, and the previous snow-capped mountains and extremely cold environment are the embodiment of the strength of the North Wind Wolf King.

Decarapian lives on the source of the leylines in the northwest corner of Mondstadt, and can barely compete with Andrius with the energy of the leylines.

The north wind was as fierce as a knife, and the weakest humans could not survive in this environment for long, and at some point, Dekarapian built a towering wall to resist the invasion of the raging wind and snow, creating a relatively warm and stable environment.

Word of mouth has been passed down from humans lost in the wind and snow to seek refuge in front of the tower.

Nature was taken in.

"... If so, will he overthrow it?"

"There must be a reason! Decarapian's intentions were good, but he was also overly stubborn, taking it for granted that humanity was privately owned, and that the people within the walls were ruled by his high pressure. He believes that he has saved the most precious life of mankind, so he must obey him and serve him as the Lord.

"That doesn't seem like a problem.

Wendy was half-drunk at this point, her upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and her speech became blurred.

Except for a very small number of individual humans, most of them will know how to be grateful, and they can still tolerate the lonely king who lives in the tower with a changeable temperament.

However.

How many generations can the heart of gratitude last

? one

generation or two generations, three generations or four generations?

There will never be an endless number of children and grandchildren!

The first generation, who is fed up with oppression, still thinks of life and satisfies all the requirements of the lonely king, and the next generation can still do the same.

What is really unbearable is to see that all future generations need to live in this shadow, and with the change of birth, old age, sickness and death, the initial gratitude for preserving life becomes insignificant in the increasing friction.

The other side.

The Lone King of the Tower became more and more unruly, until one day, it became completely intolerable, and even the endless wind and snow outside the walls could not stop the determination to run for freedom!

Uh....

Qin Yu scratched his head, and the middle-aged man who looked feminine, gentle, and spoke slowly appeared in his mind, and it was hard to imagine that he would be the first to lead the rebellion against the Lone King of the Tower.

"But won't the wind and snow outside the walls tear people apart?"

"Well, that's not a difficult question to answer. If you think about it, the wind won't always tear people apart, there will always be a few days when the wind will weaken. "

I see.

"The people of the Gunnhild family may have overestimated the cold wind outside the wall, and it cannot be ruled out that An's birthday is too much, so the perception of danger has decreased. If the world outside the walls and the cold freedom were really so beautiful, why should their ancestors endure the reproach of the lonely king while remaining within the high walls. Drunk

, drunken and misty-eyed, Barbatos lay down on the ground completely, his eyes staring straight at the sky.

It's a story about his birth.

He was just one of the thousands of wind elves.

There are a thousand winds from time to time.

In desperation, the desperate Gunnhild family knelt in the wind and prayed devoutly, and he was the only one who chose to answer them.

With the blessing of faith, he took on his original form.

Subsequently.

He brought them to where the village is now, where the winds are smaller than the sword-like winds that ravage the land of Mondstadt.

Therefrom.

Only then will there be a final showdown.

You must know that the wolf king, who is as strong as the north wind, cannot break through the walls forged by the lone king of the tower, and what really makes it collapse is the onslaught from the humans.

The so-called freedom is also because of the extreme desire born under long-term oppression.

For the first time, the power of human beings as creatures was shown in the land of Mondstadt.

Barbatos grinned at the old past, as if it had been predetermined, after which the Wolf King Andreus chose to dissipate all his power and exist only as a remnant soul, and there was truly only one demon god in the land of Mondstadt.

The winner of the Daedric War is born.

"Hmm... I actually have a doubt. "

Hahaha, it is said that the mouth of eating people is short, I have already drunk your three jars of good wine, unless there is some difficult topic, otherwise I will tell the truth, hahaha!"

"You said that there are only three gods in this area, Diecarapian, Andreus, and you, I want to ask if there is still a demon god of time?"

A fierce wind arose between heaven and earth.

With a squint of eyes, it seems that he has asked the point, and the time demon god who can make Barbatos's heart instantly chaotic must also exist in this land

!" "How did you know... The existence of the Demon God of Time?"

awaited him, silence, a long silence.

"Ha, I see. Should you be honest, or...

Barbatos, of course, understood.

The knight in front of him, named Imonloca, would rather answer by remaining silent than answering his question in a deceitful way.

"Okay, okay, why are you so serious?"

"That guy doesn't belong to Mondstadt at all, or even any of them. Because he is the eternal keeper of time, he belongs to time. It's just that he likes this place more than any other area. In

the end, he was already vague, obviously because of the strength of the wine, and he stopped talking completely.

So

, have you got the key information about saving Findnier?

No, looking

at Barbatos who was sleeping like a dead pig, Qin Yu smiled angrily.

Since it is certain that Barbatos has not fallen into a deep sleep, there are infinite possibilities!As I was thinking, the reason for the failure of the mission was that the cold wave had fallen, and the princess who had been struggling to defend herself could not resist the cold.

It's not a weird way to die, at least not because of too much affection or depression.

Thankfully, fortunately....

Finding a new route of exploration, Qin Yu intends to start over, and his intuition asks Barbatto many things.

Thinking of the death of the princess who had been in charge of Bao's friendship, Qin Yu's heart was indeed quite uncomfortable!

Qin Yu felt a little confused when he chose the save point.

Why, he said that—

he had been so clean that he had even tasted kisses, but the way the princess had died was an eye-opener for him.

Only this time it was completely different.

Could it be that directly pushing down the princess at the beginning can avoid some causes of death?

If this is the case, Qin Yu can hardly imagine what will happen next!

It

can't be like this, big brother!