"If you harm the messenger of the gods, the gods will punish you!" The spokesperson's expressionless face finally broke down, and he looked at Wendy with a look of horror. Wendy suddenly laughed, aimed an arrow at the wall, and with a whoosh, a hole was shot through the wall. Wendy put away his bow and said, "Sneaking is not a good thing, so don't sneak up next time."
The spokesperson looked terrified and quickly nodded in agreement, fearing that if he hesitated even a moment longer, he would be shot through by this man's arrow.
Wendy hummed an unknown tune and left. The spokesperson took a while to recover, gritting her teeth as she stared in the direction Wendy had gone, vowing revenge. In her mind, why would she have begged for mercy if not for being forced by circumstances?
Unfortunately, what just happened has caused the faith of some people in India to collapse. If even the gods don't care about their believers, then is there any need to have faith in these gods?
Within 24 hours, the national fortunes were broadcast non-stop. Some countries were lucky enough to open E-level treasure chests, while players from other countries were killed by monsters while searching for treasure chests, and then their countries perished.
The E-level treasure chest can even yield 20 national fortune coins, which has driven all countries crazy.
After Venti left the Indian Kingdom, he opened many treasure chests while listening to the whispers of the wind. In addition, Diluc was also on his way to find treasure chests. For a time, the mineral water and food in the Dragon Kingdom increased. Although mineral resources were also found, they could only alleviate the immediate crisis and could not provide a long-term supply.
Unlike Diluc, Venti doesn't open chests properly. Instead, he opens one chest, takes a sip of wine, opens another, takes a sip of wine, and eventually just stops opening chests altogether and goes back to the border to sleep!
However, he forgot that he had casually set up a wind wall before going to India. He himself could freely enter and exit without any problems, but Diluc could not.
So when Diluc returned after opening the chest and saw that the gates of the Dragon Kingdom were surrounded by a thick wall of wind, Diluc's cold expression immediately darkened. Seeing the comments on the screen saying things like "When did the Dragon Kingdom get a wall?", he suddenly blurted out, "Shouldn't the position of the Wind God be changed?"
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"What? That frivolous bard is the Wind God?"
"What? That wind god is actually a bard?"
Meanwhile, Venti was fast asleep inside the border gates when he suddenly sneezed a dozen times. Looking out groggily, he saw Wind Wall, and thought, "It's alright... Wait? Wind Wall?" Venti jumped up and searched the entire border gates of the Dragon Kingdom. Diluc wasn't there!
That's it, I'm doomed. If I can't bring this bottle of dandelion wine back with me, what chance do I have of the angel's gift? Dream on!
As the chat was trying to calm Diluc down, the wind wall suddenly vanished. Venti stood by the gate frame, peeking out fearfully before quickly retreating back inside.
Oh no, oh no! Lord Diluc looks like he wants to kill me! What should I do? If I go back to Teyvat, will I still have a place in Mondstadt? Can I still step into Angel's Gift with my left foot? Oh no, oh no… Venti crouched down, covering his head with his hands, his face filled with terror.
"Hey, isn't this Venti?" Diluc suddenly appeared behind Venti, the Sacrificial Greatsword in his hand flashing red light: that was the effect of fire element attached to it. Diluc's face didn't change at all, but he deliberately emphasized the word "Venti".
Wendy slowly turned her head, and just as she was about to slip away, her cloak was grabbed, and then... she was dragged into the room by Diluc.
It's unknown what comments Diluc made, but although his expression didn't change when he came out of the room, he was in a good mood.
When Wendy came out of the room, her eyes were already lifeless. If her clothes hadn't been intact and there hadn't been any strange marks on her body, people would definitely have made some strange connections.
"You'll see something good tonight." Diluc sat in his chair with his legs crossed, his noble demeanor attracting a lot of viewers to lick the screen. Meanwhile, Venti had been eating non-stop since he came out, as if he was turning his grief and anger into appetite.
As night fell, amidst the expectant gazes of all the viewers, Wendy unbuttoned his cloak and clothes, revealing his fair chest and divine markings. In the darkness, the divine markings glowed faintly. Only then did the viewers realize that Wendy's divine markings were not only on his chest, but also on his thighs, and the glass bead on his waist was also glowing.
The night was already dark, and the glowing divine patterns and glass beads irresistibly drew attention. The contrast between the figure hidden in the darkness and the glowing spot made one want to lick it a few more times.
"Is this something I can watch without paying?"
"Dilco, you're so skilled!"
"Wendy is my external treatment! I won't accept any arguments!"
"Upstairs, you previously said that Diluc was just a topical treatment for you."
"What's wrong with me applying a lot of topical medication?"
"Alright, alright." Wendy quickly buttoned up her clothes and put on her cloak, her cheeks flushed. She then darted into the blankets and refused to come out.
Diluc came out of the kitchen carrying several plates of home-cooked food. He had originally planned to call Wendy out for a bite to eat. Although gods don't need to eat mortal food, it would still be nice to try it.
However, it seems... Venti won't need to eat tonight, which makes Diluc sigh: Can a god who has lived for thousands of years also be shy?
Looking at the countdown, there were about eleven hours left. Diluc did some quick calculations and figured it would be around dawn, perfect for a delicious breakfast after the battle – that would be incredibly satisfying!
“Eleven hours left in the countdown…” Venti huddled under the covers, scratching his chin. Right now, his and Diluc’s “automatic meat grinder” wasn’t in its most complete form. If only he could pull an Electro character.
"Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it so much." Wendy rolled over. Although it had been a long time since she had revealed her divine markings, showing them in front of so many people... how many people? Tens of millions? Hundreds of millions? Even a god would be embarrassed.
Time ticked by, and just as most people were sound asleep, the national fortune announcement suddenly rang out: "The next day has arrived. All players' physique will be increased by 5. The first round of attacks will begin in ten minutes, for a total of seven rounds. The more monsters a nation eliminates and the shorter the time it takes, the better the rewards!"
The sound, like a thunderclap, jolted all the contestants awake and prepared for battle. Only in the Dragon Kingdom did Wendy yawn and sit up, while Diluc was already standing in front of the Dragon Kingdom's gate with his greatsword.
"Good morning, Master Diluc." Venti rubbed his eyes and came out, holding an ever-flowing bottle of dandelion wine. Diluc hummed in response, and Venti's fingers began to spin, creating a wind field.
One had a cold expression, the other a nonchalant one, but they were both protecting a country that had nothing to do with them.
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