Snatching the Gnosis · Wind! Useless Lumine Sister!

"Whoosh!"

A green figure flashed by at high speed, with the blonde-haired Lumine and her emergency food supply hurrying to keep up.

However.

Just as the two passed the grounds of the Favonius Cathedral, two dark shadows suddenly emerged from the ground, instantly darting toward the green figure.

"Whoosh!"

Lumine's reaction was swift; she channeled the power of Anemo, directly knocking the two figures back.

"Hmph!"

The two figures let out muffled grunts as they slid across the ground, revealing themselves in deep crimson-black attire. Their scarlet eyes locked onto Lumine before they suddenly melted into the ground like a pool of sludge.

"Eh?"

Lumine, who had just run over intending to start a second round, was left momentarily bewildered by the sight.

But just then.

Accompanied by the snap of fingers, a biting cold wind swept through, and countless frost crystals swarmed forward.

Caught off guard, Lumine was sent sliding backward several steps, and her floating emergency food supply was frozen solid into an ice cube, sent flying backward.

The green figure ahead, however, shimmered with green light, whipping up a breeze to block the frost.

He tried to move, only to find his legs frozen by the ice, rendering him completely immobile.

"Whoosh!"

Before Lumine could recover from the frost, the two figures who had vanished earlier suddenly sprang from the ground and pinned her firmly to the earth.

"Oh my, so we finally caught the little hamster from home—"

The green bard looked back at the pinned Lumine, but before he could react, a voice filled with contempt rang out.

Then, accompanied by the sound of high heels, a figure wearing a black, crown-like mask strolled leisurely toward the bard. She lightly pinched his chin. "Gnawing on stakes, nibbling on grain sacks—you've caused so much trouble for Mondstadt!"

At this very moment, a majestic voice resonated within the hearts of all living beings on the Douluo Continent!

[The Eighth of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers, Codename: La Signora!]

The Fatui?

The many beings of the Douluo Continent were stunned, instantly recalling the question Lumine had asked when Guibao Douluo first entered this stage.

"Could this Fatui be a faction within Teyvat?"

"Perhaps they are independent of the Seven Nations of Teyvat? Otherwise, why would they be so feared?"

"What exactly is this Fatui organization made of?"

The crowd chattered incessantly, yet it did not affect the progression of events in Teyvat in the slightest.

"You're not talking about a hamster, you're talking about a rat—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he received a solid slap across the face. "You have no right to speak now, you impudent bard!"

Lumine struggled to move, but the two Fatui Agents held her down firmly. In any other context, the scene could only be described as "Incompetent Lumine."

"You—"

After that slap, the bard in green, whose true name was Venti, seemed to grow angry.

Then.

A powerful surge of Anemo swirled, and the frost beneath his feet shattered and dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However.

Seeing this, the Harbinger merely offered a contemptuous smile. "Heh, is this all the power left for a god who has abandoned the rule of Mondstadt?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Douluo Continent was shaken to its core!

"What the hell? The god who rules Mondstadt? Wait, it's this guy?"

"My god, why is this god from Teyvat so low-key? Logically speaking, shouldn't a god have their own palace where commoners are forbidden to enter?"

"Exactly! How does this god look just like an ordinary person?"

"Wait, have you all noticed something! This La Signora is currently pinning down a god of Mondstadt, which means—"

"Could this La Signora also be a deity?"

At this thought, the hearts of the many beings trembled violently, their pupils dilated, and their scalps went numb!

La Signora!

The Eighth of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers!

That meant there were seven others just as formidable as her!

My god!

Does that mean—aside from the ruling gods of the Seven Nations of Teyvat, there are seven other deities?

Thinking of this, the people of the Douluo Continent felt a cold sweat drenching their backs!

"What the hell, what kind of world have we connected to? Why are there so many gods!?"

"Indeed, our Douluo Continent has only ever produced three gods in total, but look at them—fourteen! Good heavens!"

"If a god is already appearing at just the fourth checkpoint, then what about the ones that follow? Wouldn't that mean—"

In the Heaven Dou Empire camp, the numerous Titled Douluo exchanged bewildered glances. Liu Erlong, who had just been boasting that the three of them could take on anyone, was now pale, her lips drained of all color.

Although she had a fiery temper, she was no fool; she knew exactly how much weight she carried.

If it were three Titled Douluo, they might have been able to put up a fight, but to go up against a deity—

She might as well just find a block of tofu and bash her brains out!

"Lord, this—"

In the forbidden zone of the Star Dou Great Forest, Di Tian was not exactly shocked—after all, it wasn't as if he had never seen a deity before—but he was somewhat surprised that there were actually fourteen gods within Teyvat.

But if that were the case, wouldn't the human the Lord brought back—be walking to his death?

"Do not be anxious!"

The Silver Dragon King's voice was calm, and to Di Tian, it felt as though everything was within her grasp.

With that, Di Tian calmed down significantly. Upon reflection, it made sense; after all, the Lord possessed the wisdom of the Dragon God, and her vision, intellect, and perspective were certainly not something he could compare to!

Therefore!

He only needed to follow orders!

As for the Spirit Empire side!

"Your Majesty, this Chen Fan is undoubtedly dead!"

Compared to the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Dou Great Forest camps, the Spirit Empire side was quite different.

Especially Tianfeng Douluo!

His face was currently filled with schadenfreude. "I told you this Chen Fan only had good luck. Now that he has to face a deity, isn't that just asking for death?"

The Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong, remained silent, but a cold smirk curled the corners of her lips, clearly anticipating the outcome—

"Slippery-tongued!"

The living beings of the Douluo Continent were stunned, but time in Teyvat did not stop for them.

La Signora was completely enraged by Venti's words and reached out to seize his heart!

In an instant!

Venti froze in place, then collapsed to his knees with a thud, one hand bracing himself against the ground while the other clutched his chest, looking to be in great pain.

La Signora didn't care in the slightest. She opened her eyes wide with curiosity, pinching the small object in her hand. "So this is—the Gnosis?"

However!

Just as she was holding the Gnosis and examining it with curiosity.

"Whoosh!"

A pitch-black chain suddenly shot out from the air. Its speed was beyond everyone's imagination, instantly piercing through La Signora's black glove and latching directly onto the Gnosis.

With a tug of the chain, the Gnosis drifted lightly into Chen Fan's hand. "Good things should be kept hidden, not displayed for people to snatch."

"Especially—"

"When this isn't your home!"