Chapter 996 God Loves the World, the 1st Pillar of the Wind God

As Jiang Yi walked, he absorbed the power of the demons around him.

With every breath he took, the power of the wind nourished his entire body. Wherever he walked, the whistling wind became quiet and weak.

Heulia's feet did not touch the ground, and salt flowers bloomed and disappeared on the ground.

A pair of jade feet are spotless.

In the sky, there was a pair of eyes watching them.

Heulia felt it, but Jiang Yi didn't care, so she didn't mention it.

"Demon?" Tevarin looked at the girl in ancient clothes in confusion. It was a surprise to see a foreign demon walking in Mondstadt at this time.

Jiang Yi's voice was carried into Tevarin's ears by the wind.

"Three thousand years ago, just like in Liyue, in Mondstadt, the throne of the Wind King was vacant."

"Two demon gods from different regions, the Lonely King of the High Tower, 'Diakrapian' and 'King of the North Wind' Andrius, started a war for the throne of God."

Jiang Yi looked up at the sky and saw a giant six-winged dragon hidden in the clouds and wind.

As he walked here, he discovered that Tevarin was also absorbing the power of the Tornado Demon, and he was snatching food from the dragon's mouth.

I felt a little awkward for a moment and didn't feel like saying hello.

Forget it, I’ll just pretend I don’t know and eat a few bites first.

After so many years, Tevarin has not consumed all the power here, so he must have understood the mystery of the tornado long ago.

If divine knowledge is "fishing", then many demon powers without sources can only be regarded as "fish". Jiang Yi can see that the trade winds and tornadoes are subservient to the dragon of the east wind, which means that the other party must have controlled the origin of these winds.

"...Diakarapian built a capital city to protect his subjects from natural disasters and from wind and snow." Jiang Yi pointed to the vast ruins.

Heulia looked at the ruins. In her opinion, Diocletian's action was an act of love for the people.

Jiang Yi continued to describe: "The capital is in the shape of a ring. In the center sits this overly tall tower, which is the palace of the King of the Fierce Wind. Between the inner and outer rings are the residences of mortals."

He looked at Heulia's expression. As a demon god, Heulia did not understand humans in some aspects. Just like she could not understand why the mortals wanted her to die.

"Heulia!" Jiang Yi shouted, "In my opinion, the winner of the Demon God War, in addition to having powerful military force, should also have a heart that understands the needs of mankind."

"Heart?" Heulia looked at Jiang Yi.

"Yes! Just like the Demon God of Fierce Winds and the Demon God of Tornadoes 'Diakarapian' who was very satisfied with the royal city he built, he accepted the kneeling worship of all his followers on the high tower..." Jiang Yi said with emotion.

"But he didn't know that the people were bowing to him not out of respect and admiration, but because they were unable to get up because of the strong wind."

Heulia fell into deep thought.

"Diakarabian is very powerful." Jiang Yi looked up at the sky where the vast power still remained. "Andrius once declared war on Him, but was unable to damage the capital at all."

As the King of the North Wind, Andrius's authority and power are not weak, but when facing the demon of strong winds and tornadoes, he feels powerless.

If he did not understand human nature, it would be easy for him to take the position of Wind God.

Diekarapian was the undisputed overlord of Mond at that time.

This truth is also worth remembering and being vigilant for Jiang Yi.

"The King of Winds on the high tower, the demon god of gale and tornado, Dekalabian, looked down upon his subjects who bowed in the endless breath, and considered them obedient... and was very satisfied with it."

Jiang Yi walked step by step and picked a windmill chrysanthemum.

"And in the eyes of his people..."

"It's as if everyone has been assigned their respective positions in advance."

"Tornado...will only collect the hymns, leaving no other sounds behind."

"The entire kingdom has turned into a cage where one can only sing praises of beauty, but not suffering."

Therefore, Jiang Yi allowed Paimeng to resist from time to time, and also allowed people to spread rumors about him.

ha--!

Jiang Yi smiled.

"About 2,600 years ago, the people of Old Mondstadt launched a war for 'freedom' under the banner of the Wind Flower." A bow appeared in his hand, the Ode to the Wind Flower.

The arrow in my heart seemed to be beating along with it.

That ancient wish and will brought Jiang Yi into the past, as if he had become a part of it.

"In the smoke of rebellion, the Wind Lord, who had not yet become a god, and the masses witnessed the death of the eccentric king."

"The throne of God collapsed, thousands of winds were in turmoil, and all nations were shaken."

"The song of freedom caused the city to crumble and become the ruins it is today."

Jiang Yi shot out an infinite arrow from his hand, and an infinite storm rolled up, stirring up strong winds in the entire Wind Dragon Ruins.

Numerous demonic powers, enough to form a hurricane barrier surrounding the entire Wind Dragon Ruins, were tied to the arrow, and the entire arrow seemed to have turned into the eye of a storm and a whirlpool.

The Godly Archery technique taught by Wendy himself, the Poem of the God of Wind.

The eye of the storm is pitch black in the middle and blue on the outer edge, constantly condensing the power of authority and turning into a dazzling crystal that shakes the heavens and the earth.

"Diakrapian dreamed so hard that the fragments of his dreams carried great power."

"This power is his ambition to become one of the pillars of the Wind God."

"He had provided his subjects with a city free from bitter cold. Yet, until the end, this lonely king in the tower thought his subjects loved him as much as he loved them."

The storm in the sky disappeared, leaving only the crystals of power falling.

The howling wind in the entire Wind Dragon Ruins became weaker and was gradually permeated by the breath of the East Wind Dragon.

Jiang Yi reached out and took the fallen power crystal.

The arrow of the heart shot out is at the center of the crystal.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the crystal of power as he did every time.

In the stomach, the violent power of the demon exploded and turned into a tornado of fierce wind.

Jiang Yi's wind power was pressed down and devoured.

One of the pillars of the wind god.

The power of wind has different branches, such as the north wind, tornado, hurricane, gale... If you get one, you can become a demon god. If you get two, you can become even more powerful and control the strongest power. With the most power, you can become one of the pillars of wind, which is one of the seven gods, the lord of wind.

All the winds and clouds surrendered.

The same goes for Yan and Lei.

While Heulia was pondering over this history, Jiang Yi slowly practiced his skills to digest it.

But now that the elements have a master, others can only control related powers and it is impossible for them to become the Pillar of Elements or the Lord of Elements again, because there can only be one Lord of the elements.

They serve as the pillars that build the elemental cycle of Teyvat.

If latecomers want to become pillars, they can only inherit or challenge and control the powerful rules represented by the throne.

Of course, this is Jiang Yi’s understanding of this world at the moment.

Now, the path Jiang Yi wants to take is to use the accumulation of many elemental powers to rival the pillars.

Just like demons, there are also powerful elemental dragons.

The power of wind is growing again.

Jiang Yi's eyes were filled with a hint of green light, which then disappeared, and his entire temperament became even more ethereal.

"Although it was the leftovers eaten by Wendy, Tevarin, and many other beings, the powerful demon god of gale and tornado, Dekalapian, who was beyond my imagination, also gave me a lot of gifts."

Fragments of the immortal demon god's dream floated in Jiang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

It was a broken dream condensed from Diekarapian's ambition and some of his memories.

In his dreams after death, he was still sitting on top of that high tower, enjoying the worship of all people and having the eternal dream of becoming one of the wind gods.

Elements record emotions and information, and so do these powers.

It can reverse-interpret the divine knowledge contained in the power of authority, which can drive mortals crazy.

Then simulate.

Jiang Yi remembered that the Fatui seemed to be conducting this kind of research, and... it was somewhat successful.

He looked dim, not knowing whether the chess piece he put back to Zhidong could possibly steal the research results and give himself a little surprise.

Although it doesn't matter if he doesn't have it, he believes that his wisdom is definitely superior to that of ordinary people, and he can analyze the power by himself.

Heulia looked at the tower with a huge hole in it with her ethereal and penetrating eyes: "It is hard for me to imagine how a mortal could defeat Him?"

Jiang Yi smiled: "I'll sing you a song, and you'll probably understand."

"This song, perhaps it could be called the Ancient Freedom Oath, was a popular toast and farewell song for rebels in the past. It was often sung in dark times."

Jiang Yi took the Song of Wind and Flower and plucked the bowstring to create the sound of resistance.

The ancient singing voice sounded like a straight blue sword, tough, sharp and unstoppable.

“If someone plucks out your tongue, you can still sing with your eyes.”

"If someone blinds you, you can still see with your ears."

“If anyone dares to predict the future, let’s invite him to toast together! Even if tomorrow never comes, the song we sing now will lead to eternity!”

"..."

On that day, endless faiths gathered together, and the torrent of resistance created the power to overthrow the king. The glory of mankind and the oath of the wind elves shook the sky of Mondstadt.

The Song of Wind and Flower shines brightly and grows naturally.

Rays of golden light spread out.

It is elevated in the hands of the gods.

"In Mondstadt, when the King of Gale reigned supreme on the spires, and when the corrupt nobles tore down the statues, this song was sung in secluded cellars, dark alleys, and shabby taverns."

"Penetrate the cage of fierce winds and iron fists, and weave a heroic cocoon of resistance."

"Heulia, there is no need to feel sad about your concession, weakness, and escape."

Jiang Yi looked gently at the demon god who seemed to be touched.

"You are you, Heulia."

"You are not good at fighting, so leave the fighting to me!"

Fanan, Yingda, Yandola and many other pendants were alert.

Here we go again, here we go again.

Is this the time to conquer the demon god who doesn't understand human nature?

"I... am going back!" Heulia felt the strange movement of the wind in the sky and turned into a piece of white salt flower, falling back into Jiang Yi's world.

"A heart that understands humanity..." She murmured as she sat on the Salt Moon, gazing at the Miro Palace in the center of the ancestral orifice.

Jiang Yi's face froze for a moment as he looked at Tevarin, the East Wind Dragon, who was descending.

"long time no see!"

"I'm so sorry for not bringing any gifts and for taking away the power here."

"Wait, let me use ordinary wind elements instead! I'll help you restore the scenery here."

"If you want to talk to Wendy... never mind. I'll give you a communication jade slip as compensation for taking away the demonic power of Gale and Tornado!"

"I hope you'll be careful with your claws and don't break the screen."

Before Tewarin opened his mouth, Jiang Yi had already said a lot.

"???" What was I going to say just now? Tewarin was stunned for a moment. He felt that Jiang Yi, who seemed enthusiastic on the surface, seemed very cold.