Venti's words silenced Dvalin, and the aura emanating from him began to subside. But just then, a flash of white light streaked past. The Skyward Lyre in Venti's hand suddenly fell to the ground, one corner shattered. Then everyone saw a white figure appear beside Dvalin—it was an Abyss Mage.
"Not even trying to dodge, and you're gasping for breath too. Sigh." Looking at the fallen, damaged Skyward Lyre and the panting Venti, Shen Fei could not help letting out a soft sigh. He had naturally sensed the Abyss Mage's attack just now, but since Venti himself did not care, there was no need for Shen Fei to meddle.
As the Anemo Archon, no matter how weak Venti was, there was no way he could fail to evade an Abyss Mage's attack. Even if this Abyss Mage was much stronger than ordinary ones, it made no difference. If Abyss Mages were really that formidable, the seven nations would have long since been conquered by the Abyss Order.
"Don't let him deceive you, poor dragon. He abandoned you long ago. Look—now he wants to deceive you again. Hate him. Rage. You have already become Mondstadt's enemy. There is no turning back."
The Abyss Mage continued to beguile Dvalin. Under normal circumstances, his words would not have had much effect, but Dvalin was being corroded by poisonous blood. He had very little reason left.
"Barbatos, did these people come with you to hunt me?" The enraged Dvalin stirred up a storm that filled the sky. Fortunately, they were at the deserted Starsnatch Cliff. Otherwise, the surrounding storms would have been enough to destroy every building. Compared to this, the storm Dvalin had summoned when he flew into Mondstadt City before had been almost gentle.
Jean and Diluc saw the panting Venti and