Chapter 387

But the Abyss Order was clearly aware of the difference in strength. So they simply circled around Andrius, doing their best to avoid collisions, and constantly chanting incantations from the Abyss.

Andrius could feel his mind being constantly Erosion. The sense of clarity was fading, and a kind of violent and dark emotion was spreading.

"Is that all? Is this all the sacrifice you offered to the Wolf King? Roar!"

Andrius relentlessly, tearing apart Abyss Cultists and crushing countless monsters as if unaffected. His overwhelming power provided a tremendous advantage to the Mondstadt people, both psychologically and physically.

However, the Abyss Cultists remained unperturbed, continuing to surround Andrius. Ignoring danger and sacrifice, they relentlessly chanted incantations and manipulated him.

It's a race against time, nothing more.

"Andrius, step back!"

Anqi's shouts came through.

Andrius's eyes lit up, and he immediately jumped up from his spot, and then...

"Thump thump thump thump!"

The Gatling gun's firepower, a brutal approach from the technological world, took the Abyss believers by surprise.

Two were killed. Under the overwhelming firepower that seemed to tear everything apart, nothing could be found.

The other Abyss followers sensed the power and quickly dodged, thus escaping unscathed. They turned back, their fierce eyes fixed on Anqi.

Anqi lifted the Gatling gun with one hand, coldly wiped her nose—and then calmly retreated behind Lisa.

Lisa smiled and raised her lantern, and the field of lightning spread out, with leaping arcs of electricity flashing in the air and on the ground.

"..."

The Abyss followers paused for a moment, then continued to surround Andrius.

It's not that we can't beat them, nor are we afraid; it's just that surrounding Andrius still more cost-effective right now.

At the same time, they also guessed how the three Abyss Mages in the first wave had been wiped out. Most likely, they died at the hands of this powerful, previously unseen Alchemical Weapon.

Seeing that the Abyss Followers hadn't come over, Lisa narrowed her eyes regretfully, then proceeded to electrocute the surrounding monsters while patting Anqi's head.

"Can I fire one more shot?"

"It needs to be repaired, Master."

"I understand, the explosive power is too strong, even the best materials can't sustain it for long. Anyway, hurry up, those guys are obviously doing something to Andrius, if this continues, things will get bad."

As Lisa spoke, she pushed her young disciple, who had brought her one surprise after another, back to a safe place. Then, in a flash, she appeared beside Qin.

"Boom!!!"

A thunderclap from the sky cleared a large area of empty space.

The two have been close friends for many years; they don't need to say a word, they can understand each other with just a glance.

Lisa held her position, while the harp drew her sword and Andrius.

"Clang!"

An Abyss Herald broke free from Andrius's encirclement and made contact with Jyn.

After a brief skirmish, the Abyss Herald realized that the harp was a formidable opponent. So they decided not to fight and simply kept the harp in place, allowing their brethren to focus on dealing with Andrius.

"Andrius!"

"Don't panic, I'll crush all these little bugs right away."

Andrius said in a low voice.

Actually, it's not that great.

Without the altar, the Wolf King's strength would be diminished. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem; given the Demon God's foundation, such a weakening wouldn't be a concern for a short time. However, now that He had to focus most of His energy on resisting the Abyss, He appeared invincible, but in reality, He was in a somewhat precarious situation.

Otherwise, even if a few more reinforcements were brought in, it would only be a matter of one charge for the Abyss believers.

'This is troublesome... Thank goodness it wasn't Dvalin who encountered this. That guy has been plagued by poisonous blood for five hundred years; if it really happened, he wouldn't have survived.'

At this moment, this was the only thing Andrius could be thankful for.

If Dvalin were to be hit first, given his condition, he would likely struggle to hold on, and Mondstadt would be in serious trouble.

' Barbatos, where are you? Your successor has already traveled all the way to Liyue to handle this matter, can't you come out and do something productive?'

The wolf king complained helplessly about his unreliable leader.

Then, He decided to ignore the deadly Abyss encroachment for the time being.

Use all your strength to kill all these Abyss Cultists, and then clear out the surrounding monsters.

As for myself after that... well, with Dvalin and the second generation of God of Wind, I can leave it to them.

Just as I made up my mind.

[Andrius, retreat to the altar!]

He heard that familiar voice.

"Hahaha! They've finally arrived!"

Wolf's eyes widened instantly, and then Andrius retreated back to the altar without hesitation, as if he had completely abandoned these Mondstadt people.

The Abyss Believers who remained in place couldn't help but look up at the sky.

'It's over.'

Despair appeared in their eyes.

"Thump~ thump~ thump~~"

Thousand Winds blew, and the leaves of the mountains and forests rustled in response. The wind seemed to carry the sound of war drums, stirring with passion and sacred majesty, resounding simultaneously in the ears of a thousand people.

At the same time, all other sounds—the roars of monsters, the shouts of people fighting—fell silent. Only the sound of war drums and the hymns of Thousand Winds could be heard; they weren't music, yet they resonated more deeply than any music people had ever heard.

That is praise of God, reverence for God.

Thousand Winds converged from all directions, brushing across the mountains and forests, then all rose upwards, gathering in the hands of the goddess with her flowing skirt under the moon.

"God of Wind... Your Majesty..."

"The God of Wind has appeared! Lord Barbatos has appeared!"

"It's Lord Barbatos!!!"

But then they saw the goddess gathering a storm in her hands, her blue eyes radiating a soft yet bright light, bathed in moonlight, exquisitely beautiful and holy.

"Old man, I'm begging you!"

"As solid as a rock!"

Wendy's voice echoed through the Thousand Winds, while Zhongli's low murmur carried on the trembling of the earth and rocks.

Then a golden shield was placed over all the Mondstadt people and wolves.

At the same time, Wendy, holding the storm in her hands, pushed it downwards.

"Cultists of the Abyss, get out of my Mondstadt!"

The words were cold and pleasant, devoid of emotion, yet they expressed the wrath of God.

Subsequently,

"Boom!!!"

Under the storm, all things are equal.

The fierce winds washed everything clean. The demons, the Abyss cultists, the filth on the ground—all were swept away. Even the Lianshan were flattened by the winds.

Qin stood within the golden shield, unharmed. She reached out, feeling a gentle, refreshing breeze that brought healing power. Qin then looked up at the wind goddess beneath the moon, her expression one of utmost piety and reverence.

"Praise be to the God of Wind!"

"Roar--"

At that moment, a giant blue dragon flew in from afar. Facing the pale sky, its enormous and graceful body came before the goddess, and it obediently lowered its dragon head.

The goddess gently stroked the dragon's head, bowed her head, and smiled as she watched the survivors.