"I didn't expect you to come too. You shouldn't have appeared."
In one corner of the battlefield, Venti and Dainsleif stood facing each other. From Venti's tone, it was clear that they knew one another. Considering that Venti and Rhinedottir were acquainted as well, this was not surprising.
"What exactly are you trying to do? At this rate, Teyvat will be destroyed." Dainsleif's expression was extremely grave. He had never expected the situation to develop like this. The scene even reminded him of the Khaenri'ah catastrophe five hundred years ago. He had only wanted to save his elder brother, the prophet Vesefnir, yet it had resulted in Khaenri'ah's downfall and dealt a severe blow to Teyvat's seven nations.
In fact, Dainsleif had previously considered stopping his brother, the prophet Vesefnir. Unfortunately, the gap between them, whether in strength or intelligence, was simply too great. He had no way of stopping his brother.
"Don't ask me. The truth is, I don't know anything either. How could I possibly refuse the summons of those ladies? But judging from the old man's attitude, this won't be a bad thing. They won't just stand by and watch Teyvat be destroyed. Let's stay here. It'll be good for both of us."
As far as Venti was concerned, although he did not know about relocating the planet, Zhongli's silence alone proved that it was not a bad thing for them.
Dainsleif did not answer Venti. His gaze instead turned toward other parts of the battlefield. Compared with the enormous number of Abyss monsters, Teyvat's side had limited manpower, but every one of them could fight ten thousand enemies alone. The two Kalpases, for example, had directly ignited two seas of flame, wiping out monsters everywhere they went.
Besides the seas of fire, there were also seas