Back then, they had known all too well how powerful the Heavenly Principles were—the memory of that battle was still fresh in her mind. Nibelungen had returned bearing the power of the Abyss, dragons blotting out the sky, the earth shaking and splitting open. Yet even so, in the end, he had still fallen to the Heavenly Principles.
And now, those once-invincible Heavenly Principles had actually been sealed away?
She could not even imagine how powerful an existence capable of doing that had to be.
Alice added at that moment, "And things are even worse than you think. That fellow called Dottore is using March's authority to try to rewrite the laws of the world. Meanwhile, the Extreme Evil Rider is using Celestia to spread the Abyss throughout all of Teyvat, every moment of every day. Honestly..." Alice, rarely, showed a trace of exhaustion. "If you hadn't come back, we really wouldn't know what to do."
Seeing Alice look so troubled, Mo Wang showed not the slightest hint of tension. Instead, he shook his head with a regretful look. "If you put it that way, the Four Archons must be in pretty bad shape right now too, huh?"
"They're probably all locked up in Celestia together by now?" Alice sighed. "At least Rhinedottir hasn't contacted us at all. I've tried every way I could think of to reach her—magical letters, elemental communication, even asking wind spirits to deliver a message. All of it vanished without a trace."
"What a pity." Mo Wang rubbed his chin, the corner of his mouth curving into a meaningful smile. "I was rather looking forward to seeing those guys kneel and beg me. Especially those Heavenly Principles. Back in Khaenri'ah, that high-and-mighty face of theirs—tsk, tsk..."
Alice could not help rolling her eyes. "You really