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In the next instant, he appeared directly in front of the rapidly reconstructing dragon, Durin!
The heavy sword, shrouded in the aura of death, carried a power that was not on the physical level, but rather pointed directly to "existence" and "concepts," as it seemed to be slowly swung down.
"Azrael, the Angel of Death!!!"
“Boom! Boom! Boom—!”
Three louder tolls, like evening bells ringing deep into the soul, erupted in succession!
“Ouch——!!!”
The dragon Dulin let out a howl that was completely different from before, filled with extreme pain and a sense of "ending"!
Its reconstructed body twisted and struggled violently, as if an invisible force was erasing it from the very source of its existence!
The dense aura of the curse of immortality surrounding it began to melt and dissipate rapidly, like ice and snow exposed to sunlight!
The force that forcibly pulled it back from the edge of death was completely eroded and covered by a more absolute and fundamental concept of "death"!
The curse of immortality has been forcibly broken!
The Wolf King, who had been calmly analyzing the situation, immediately detected a fundamental change in the life signal of the Demon Dragon Dulin through his keen sensors—the stubborn force that had been constantly "refreshing" its state had disappeared!
The Wolf King's combat system instantly made the optimal decision.
Its thrusters erupted with unprecedented light, and the massive machine transformed into a silver lightning bolt. The longsword in its hand, which had just been sheathed, was drawn again, drawing a perfect cross of cold light in the air at a speed beyond the limits of the naked eye!
"Shh-!"
The next instant, the massive dragon Dulin, which had just been reassembled and was still in a state of shock after the curse was broken, suddenly stopped. Then, a clear cross-shaped crack appeared from the center of its body and quickly expanded.
The dragon Dulin was completely split in two by the wolf king's precise and fatal blow!
The massive, mangled body, devoid of all life, crashed into the wilderness outside Mondstadt, showing no sign of ever reviving.
The wolf king hovered in the air, its electronic eyes scanning the two halves of the dragon corpse that had fallen.
It raised a mechanical arm, the arm armor opened, revealing a device emitting a soft green light.
A stream of green, purifying light, brimming with life, cascaded down like a waterfall, precisely enveloping the remains of the demon dragon Dulin.
The dragon blood that originally exuded a corrosive and ominous aura was quickly purified and neutralized in the flowing light, turning into harmless dust that even carried specks of starlight, and dissipated into the air.
Having done all this, the Wolf King turned its massive head toward King Hassan, who was still standing still in mid-air, nodded slightly, and its cold electronic eyes seemed to convey a sense of "pleasant cooperation".
Wang Hassan's gaze beneath the skeletal mask seemed to flicker. He remained silent, and just as when he arrived, his figure slowly faded, eventually dissolving completely into the void, as if he had never existed.
On the ground, Little Dulin looked at the dragon corpse in the distance, now purified and no longer terrifying, blinked his large, ruby-like eyes, and whispered to Abedo, "Mr. Abedo, that big guy... seems a bit like me, but not quite. It looks... so sad, and so painful. Now that it's asleep, does that mean it's no longer in pain?"
Upon hearing this, Abedo paused slightly, looked down at Dulin's pure eyes, and the slight irritation he had felt due to the failure of the plan strangely subsided.
He gently patted little Dulin's head, but did not answer.
Meanwhile, the four-person team looked at the word "Victory" on the tablet screen and the zeroed budget, and gave each other a high five in celebration.
"Get the job done!"
Qingyu snapped his fingers.
"Bai Mao must be terrified..."
Erkang looked at Bai Mao, who had instantly knelt down beside him, and muttered to himself.
"It's better than Mondstadt being demolished."
Zhang Chu put away the tablet.
Gu Qian nodded honestly: "Yeah, I think those who arranged it are pretty amazing."
Looking at the group of clowns and the ruined but finally defunct Mondstadt, Ying and Paimon breathed a long sigh of relief.
Paimon patted his chest: "It's finally over... although the process was a bit... uh, special."
Commander Qin directed the knights to begin clearing the battlefield. She looked at the gradually disappearing "placers," then at the wolf king in the sky, and finally let out a helpless sigh, but with a relieved smile on her lips.
It seems that peace in Mondstadt always requires some...
An unusual "friend" will come to protect you.
Chapter 111 Wind and Flower Festival
Under the night sky of Mondstadt, starlight mingled with the lingering smoke of battle, adding a strange atmosphere to the city that had just experienced a great war.
"Yes! Right there, make the energy circuit clearer! Yes, hold on!"
Aberdo stood on the wolf king's broad metal shoulders, like a conductor, intently directing what was below.
The wolf king used its enormous mechanical fingers, the tips of which were condensed with highly compressed rock elemental power, to slowly carve an extremely complex and faintly glowing magic circle on the ground, like the most precise carving knife.
Every stroke is precise and flawless, containing profound alchemical principles.
Soon, a magnificent magic circle with a diameter of tens of meters was completed, its lines flowing and subtly resonating with the earth's veins.
The Wolf King carefully used his mechanical arm to gently place the purified, mountain-like remains of the Demon Dragon Dulin in the center of the magic circle.
Little Dulin hovered in mid-air, looking down at the enormous body below that was of the same origin as itself yet completely different. He subconsciously swallowed, and a complex expression of fear and determination appeared on his small dragon face.
He looked back at Abedo, and finally, he took a deep breath, flapped his wings forcefully, and flew resolutely towards the center of the magic circle, landing on the corpse of the demon dragon Dulin.
Upon seeing this, Abedo's eyes narrowed, and he quickly formed several complex hand seals while chanting ancient alchemical incantations.
"In the name of black soil, give form to chalk... Using veins as a guide, reshape the foundation of life... Resonate!"
He slammed his hands onto the Wolf King's armor, channeling his immense alchemical power into the magic circle beneath his feet!
“Buzz——!!!”
In an instant, the entire magic array erupted with a towering golden beam of light!
The light was so dazzling that it instantly illuminated the entire night sky of Mondstadt, and even the distant Windrise was clearly visible!
Within Mondstadt, whether it was the knights cleaning up the battlefield or the residents still in shock, everyone involuntarily looked up at this miraculous scene.
As the golden light, comparable to the dawn, slowly dissipated, the enormous corpse of the demon dragon Dulin in the center of the magic circle had vanished without a trace.
Instead, a figure that looked roughly like a human boy appeared.
He was curled up, with soft, dark blue short hair, fair skin, and delicate features that carried an ethereal, otherworldly quality.
Most strikingly, a pair of folded dragon wings covered in shimmering blue scales grew from his thin back. He was completely naked, seemingly in a deep slumber.
"It's now!"
The well-prepared group of four reacted swiftly, like a well-trained stage crew, and in a flash, they unfurled a huge, heavy curtain with an arrow (?) that read "This side up," instantly obscuring the boy's figure completely.
"Quick! Clothes!"
Ying and Paimon immediately grabbed the clean clothes they had prepared and disappeared behind the curtain.
From inside came the rustling sound of clothes being put on and Paimon's quiet instructions: "This way, this way! The sleeves are on backwards!"
After a while, the curtain was lifted from the inside.
The dragon-winged youth, already dressed, walked out somewhat timidly, his face still showing the confusion and blush of someone just waking up.
Ying and Paimon stood on either side of him, as if protecting a newly hatched chick.
"All done! Job's done!"
Qingyu gave a big thumbs up to Abedo, who was still standing on the Wolf King's shoulder, and to the Wolf King in the air.
"Success!"
Abeldo smiled with relief and a sense of accomplishment, and responded loudly to those below.
The wolf king's calm, mechanical voice rang out.
At the same time, it activated the fireworks launchers that had been set up throughout Mondstadt and were originally intended for the Windflower Festival celebrations.
"Whoosh—Bang! Whoosh whoosh—Bang bang bang!"
In an instant, countless dazzling fireworks soared into the sky from every corner of Mondstadt, exploding into countless colorful flowers, ribbons, and cute animal shapes in the night sky (Klee strongly requested to be included).
The dazzling light illuminated the entire city of Mondstadt as if it were daytime, sweeping away the gloom of the recent battle and bringing a most brilliant and wondrous end to this unforgettable Windflower Festival.
Wow! So beautiful! So pretty!
Klee sat on King Hassan's broad (and cold) shoulders, which had appeared out of nowhere, clapping her little hands excitedly. Her big red eyes reflected the dazzling colors of the sky, and she was overjoyed.
Wang Hassan's skeletal mask twitched slightly, as if he were watching Klee's happy expression.
He silently reached out and took a small, adorable plush toy from a man named Bai Mao Hassan (a skilled craftsman) who was holding various handicrafts and whose body was trembling slightly. Bai Mao had just made it by hand using scraps he had collected after the battle.
He handed the Dudu to Keli.
"Is this for Klee?!"
Claire took the doll with delight, hugged it tightly to her chest, and smiled like a sunflower.
"Thank you, Grandpa! Grandpa is the best!"
Wang Hassan remained silent, but the terrifying aura of death that had surrounded him seemed to soften slightly.
Although he showed no expression, everyone present inexplicably sensed that this Grand Assassin was in a very good mood at the moment.
Yura crossed her arms, watching this extremely incongruous yet inexplicably harmonious scene, her icy blue eyes filled with confusion: "Wait... what is this? Grandparental affection? Granddaughter complex?"
Standing beside her, Hassan of the Hundred Faces (a purple-haired mature woman) who had just contributed the doll nodded silently upon hearing this. Her eyes, hidden behind her mask, were filled with a sense of helplessness that "sees through everything" and an affirmation that "you are right."
The first generation of adults had absolutely no resistance to cute little kids, especially the energetic type who could also fry fish...
Who added this setting?!
The night breeze brought the freshness after the smoke of battle had cleared, as well as the joyful laughter of the celebration.
Mondstadt, once again, protected her freedom and songs amidst chaos and miracles.
And some new bonds and stories are quietly sprouting under this starry sky.
Chapter 112 The Old Man in the Mountain
"A hundred faces..."
Wang Hassan's deep voice seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight, making it hard for Bai Mao to breathe.