Genshin Impact: Pool Character, Nirvana of the Demon God

Chapter 820 The 2th Reincarnation

When Ying and her group were following Dina Zedai back to the hotel, they were suddenly ambushed by the Gilded Brigade.

This group of malicious mercenaries attempted to kidnap Dina Zedai and demand a huge ransom from her family.

In the critical moment, Ying and Dishiya stepped forward and stood firmly in front of Dina Zedai, vowing to protect her safety.

At this moment, the Fatui executive officer "Madam" suddenly appeared and defeated the attackers of the Gilded Brigade in an instant with fierce means.

The icy pressure from the Seventh Executive Officer of the Kingdom of Winter made Dishia feel like she was on the edge of an abyss. Her whole body was tense and she could hardly breathe.

However, perhaps because Ying had once had a pleasant conversation with her, the lady did not kill them all. Instead, she rarely restrained her murderous intentions.

Ying keenly noticed this turning point and decisively asked Dixia to take Dina Zedai to evacuate first.

She, along with Paimon and Iya, stayed behind to confront the dangerous executor and try to uncover his true intentions.

During a tense and delicate confrontation, they unexpectedly learned that the lady had a master-disciple relationship with the sage Caesar of the Xumi Order Academy.

This time, she personally attended the Flower Goddess Festival, not only as a representative of the Kingdom of Winter to attend the diplomatic ceremony, but also at the personal invitation of Caesar.

Because of this, out of respect for past friendship and also fearing that Caesar's iron fist would fall on her head, the lady made it clear that she would not stir up trouble during the celebration.

They are even willing to help quell possible unrest.

This was also the reason why she took action earlier.

After the crisis was resolved, the three successfully reunited with Dina Zedai and Dishia.

With a feeling of relief and anticipation, the group went together to watch the grand float parade.

Amidst the bright lights and laughter, they saw from afar Caesar standing majestically on the gorgeous float.

The little auspicious grass king, Nashida, also made her official debut under the attention of the crowd, adding endless sacredness and hope to this celebration.

[Eh, no, I can understand a woman losing her luster in her eyes, but are you serious about that look, Little Grass God and Caesar? Are you guys going to be fooled too?]

[Will even Caesar and the Little Grass God be affected? This reincarnation is even more cruel than we imagined, and this is only the first time!]

[Actually, even if Caesar got hit, it's understandable. After all, he's probably on par with Ganyu, but the little Grass God...]

[Even the Seven Gods are affected... Is there still hope for Xumi? ]

"Can we, along with Paimon as an emergency food, really solve this cycle of reincarnation that even the Seven Gods are vulnerable to?"

[I can’t figure out how to win at the moment.]

Then, the atmosphere of the Flower Goddess Festival reached its climax. On the dazzling Zubair Theater stage in the center of the Grand Bazaar, Neelu, dressed in a gorgeous dance dress, appeared gracefully like a blooming patisala.

Prepare to present the holy "Dance of the Flower God" to the goddess of wisdom and the king of auspicious grass, Nashida.

However, at this highly anticipated moment, the royalists of the Decree suddenly intervened.

The great sage stood up in public and coldly announced the cancellation of Nilu's performance, and hastily declared that today's Flower God Birthday Festival was over.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar. The audience's mood, which was originally immersed in the joy of the festival, instantly turned into shock and indignation, and waves of dissatisfaction surged in the crowd like a tide.

At the tense moment when noise and repression were intertwined, a cold figure walked out from the crowd - Caesar's eyes were like ice, and a chilling frosty aura surrounded his body.

Without saying anything, he threw a punch directly, carrying with it the terrifying power of the ice element, hitting the great sage in the face. The crisp sound of the impact seemed to freeze the air in the entire square.

[Great! Even though I know you might not be the real Caesar, I still want to say you did a great job!]

I never thought that even if we had to do it all over again, we would still have to face this annoying idler.

But fortunately, no matter what, he still had to take a punch.

However, even with such fierce resistance, this grand ceremony carrying faith and hope was ultimately forced to end under the suppression of power.

The crowd slowly dispersed in helplessness and regret, and people had to return to the hotel sadly with lingering emotions and heavy hearts.

Leaving behind the empty frozen stage and the dance steps that have not yet blossomed, whispering quietly in the night wind.

The lights of the hotel flickered in the night, casting a quiet and slightly regretful atmosphere.

In the room, Paimon sighed softly, and said with a tone full of regret: "I didn't expect... The Flower God's Birthday Festival would end in this way. It's really hard to accept."

Ying leaned against the window, her eyes flickering slightly, but a relieved smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "But then again, Caesar's punch was quite satisfying. At least it made those arrogant guys suffer a big loss."

Paimon nodded vigorously, his face full of agreement: "That's right! I think that shot was awesome too!"

She frowned, a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes, and said:

"But... you said, Caesar clearly has such strength, why didn't he take action from the beginning and directly eliminate those royalist guys?"

She became more and more excited as she spoke, waving her hands and gesturing:

"If we can just get rid of those annoying guys, maybe tonight's celebration can go on! The music, the dancing, the food... everything will return to normal!"

Although Paimon is not in charge of fighting on weekdays, as a partner who has witnessed countless fierce battles along the way, she still has a keen sense of the level of power.

She clearly remembered how powerful the elemental energy released by Caesar's punch was - if he hadn't held back at all, the great sage would definitely not have been able to escape unscathed from an impact of that level.

【Hmm? You shouldn't be that smart! 】

[Paimon's occasional surprising wisdom! ]

"Yeah! We can just push through! Why do we have to play this boring power game with them?"

[I didn't think of something that Paimon could think of... Yabai, my IQ is even lower than Paimon's.]

[Raise your sword and charge towards the Temple! Mount Xumi belongs to the Little Grass God!]

Ying stared into the distance, nodded slowly, and said in a gentle but thoughtful tone: "You are right, I have the same question."

"But Caesar...perhaps he has his own considerations. Sometimes force isn't always the best option."

"Rather than that, let's take a rest first."

"Tomorrow we have to go to the Temple to meet the Little King of Auspicious Grass, so we can't be careless."

Hearing Ying say this, Paimon nodded slightly, with a hint of seriousness in his eyes:

"Yes, you're right. Caesar personally promised us this long before the Flora Festival began. We must not take it lightly."

"We have to conserve our energy."

"Make every possible preparation for tomorrow's meeting—after all, this is a matter of great importance concerning the World Tree."

"Whether Xumi can truly turn things around may depend on the outcome of our conversation with the Little Auspicious Grass King tomorrow."

After the words fell, the two of them and Iya slowly lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep accompanied by the sound of the night breeze and the rustling of leaves.

Just as their consciousness faded and they fell into a dream...

""drop--""

A cold, mechanical notification sounded in the silence—"Everything is normal. No special individuals have attempted to escape from "——". Continue to advance according to the original plan."

It feels a bit like a brain in a vat...

[This part is really creepy...]

Speaking of brains in a vat, those people whose eyes have been de-glazed, don't tell me they've had their brains removed and are now brains in a vat? No way, no way?

[That shouldn't be possible. Don't you see how ruthless those people who lost their glory are?]

[Apart from anything else, it's impossible that Brother Bai didn't feel anything the moment he attacked Yiya.]

The next day...did we really arrive at the next day?

Xumi City, early morning.

The whole city seemed to be still immersed in the afterglow of last night's dream. A thin mist hung overhead, dewdrops shimmered on the leaves, and the streets were filled with an atmosphere of tranquility and vitality.

"(yawn)--"

"It's all your fault for getting up late. Now we're going to be late!" Paimeng rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, and said to Ying with a hint of complaint.

As soon as she finished speaking, she was suddenly stunned, revealing a confused expression: "Huh...did I say this before?"

Ying paused slightly, thought for a moment, and then shook her head gently: "I'm not sure, maybe you mentioned it in your sleep?"

"Hmm... maybe." Paimon shrugged, then shook off his thoughts and said, "Whatever! The most important thing now is to set off quickly, first to find Iya, and then meet up with Dina Zedai!"

The two of them hurried out of the room, the morning breeze caressing their faces, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers. Next to a roadside flowerbed in full bloom, they successfully met Iya, who had been waiting for a long time.

After the three of them met up, they walked together in the bright morning light towards the agreed location to greet the new day.

--Reality

Fireworks' live broadcast room.

The screen flickered, reflecting scenes that seemed familiar yet strange and unfamiliar.

Hanabi slammed her hands on the table, her fingertips tapping on the keyboard, making a crisp sound. A cunning glint flashed in her eyes, and she announced loudly:

"Reincarnation! This really is a time-loop plot!"

[Director Hua, don't make a fuss, we know.]

[Trivia: We all know this is a time loop plot; everyone can actually see that.]

[Director Hua, please stop looking so clueless and put away that expression of Columbus discovering the New World for the first time. It's so fake.]

[Director Hua, turn left after exiting the live studio. Silver Wolf's live studio is right there. She's currently analyzing this plot.]

[Director Hua, tell us something we don't know, or you should just end the live stream. It's boring, really.]

Barrages of comments swept across the screen like a tide, all mocking the anchor who was famous for his funny performances.

However, in the face of the crowd's ridicule, Hua Huo just put on a mysterious smile.

She slowly raised her slender fingers and shook her index finger lightly, as if conducting an invisible symphony.

“No, no, no—”

Her voice was drawn out, with a bewitching cadence, "Do you really think Director Hua is talking nonsense? Naive."

Her eyes flickered, as if hiding stars and puzzles. "Actually... I have a big discovery!"

"This is no ordinary time loop!"

The live broadcast room instantly fell silent, even the comments were stagnant. The fans looked at each other, a hint of curiosity and nervousness rising in their hearts.

Could it be that she really got a glimpse of the unfortunate truth this time?

Everyone held their breath, as if the ultimate mystery of the universe was about to be revealed in the next second.

In front of the camera, Hua Huo slowly approached the camera, her eyes gleaming with a feline luster in the dim light.

She lowered her voice, as if telling a taboo secret: "I'm only telling you...don't tell it to anyone~"

"Because once it's revealed, fate will be twisted..."

As she spoke, she paused deliberately, the air froze, and the audience's expectations were raised to the peak.

"actually……"

"Actually—we've already been swept back to that recurring August without even realizing it!"

"To make matters worse... we were struck by the precise strike of the Stand user, 'Golden Requiem'! Its power caused all of our perceptions to fall into the illusion of infinite replay!"

"So everything we see now seems like reincarnation - if you don't believe it, just watch this scene!"

"So, all the loops you see now are illusions created by it—the Golden Requiem!"

Her tone suddenly became passionate, and she opened her hands, as if declaring an oracle:

"But don't be afraid! Just V me 50, and I'll activate the Pleasure Code and use my Stand User abilities to smite Golden Requiem, freeing you from the cycle of reincarnation and allowing you to reclaim your true life!"

"Tickets are limited, only available to the first 999 lucky viewers! Hurry and buy now, or you'll miss out forever!"

“Aha ...

As the iconic, hair-raising yet hilarious laugh erupted in the livestream, the audience in front of the screen collectively experienced dizziness, their expressions frozen into the classic:

(?_?)

[You cheated on me again, woman, do you still have a conscience? ]

I was deceived again.

[I actually expected her to say something different... I shouldn't have expected that from her!]

【Why should I cooperate if I have nothing to do? 】

[Woman, you deceived my feelings, I want you to stay with me! ]

[The brother above said it well, but are you sure you didn't make a typo? Are you sure you didn't say "compensation"?]

As expected... I can't believe a single word this woman utters! Once again, she's treating the audience like pawns, wantonly toying with them!

In an instant, a large number of the audience left the venue in anger, and the avatars went out one after another like an avalanche.

But just when the wave of withdrawals had not yet subsided, more new audiences came with the mentality of "coming to see the show", and the barrage of comments was boiling again.

However, all this is for Hanabi.

It's all just background noise.

She leaned back in her chair lazily, an almost divine smile on her lips.

Because she knew very well that no matter who left or who came, no matter whether it was truth or lie, reality or joke...

[Joy] is the only truth in this grand performance.

She continued to live this cycle with a smile on her face.