Chapter 58

On the high tower, the birth of a new god was witnessed!

I believe that at that moment, there must have been countless people cheering in a frenzy, right?

What a legend, what a myth!

This story is truly soul-shaking.

An ancient, wild myth; the battle between the lone king and the Anemo Archon; the magnificent struggle launched by countless people for the sake of freedom!

Everyone threw themselves into it for a single belief, a single ideal, fearless and unconcerned with sacrifice.

Such a grand epic poem constitutes a great, tragic, and romantic color.

Cruel yet beautiful.

The ancestors of that time.

With blood and fire, with an unyielding will, they carved out a path toward the future!

It makes one unable to help but want to sing praises and offer endless admiration.

It was the hope gathered by the Anemo Archon and countless subjects that brought about the victory of this war!

And that final line, "From then on, no one would ever ascend the throne again," also left everyone with complex expressions and sighs.

Perhaps this is the reason why the Anemo Archon did not want to become a king.

The tyrant had brought too many scars and sorrows to the people of Mondstadt.

And the Anemo Archon was so gentle that he did not want such things to happen again.

The people of Mondstadt should be free, just like dandelions, drifting with the breeze.

Without worries.

Just like birds, able to spread their wings and soar freely, accompanied by the breeze.

Birds.

From the moment they are born, they are destined not to be bound by shackles or chains.

A cage is not where they should stay.

And some people hurriedly read on.

Since the Anemo Archon had finally become a god and possessed the powerful energy of an Archon.

Then the war outside could finally end, right?

And that young boy.

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What made everyone breathe a sigh of relief was that, fortunately, Master Ye Ruo did not end the chapter at a critical moment this time.

There is more to come.

If it had just ended like this.

Or if it were put into the next volume and they had to wait another week.

Then everyone's blood pressure would have gone up.

Reading a novel nowadays is like being tortured.

Sigh.

It's just ridiculous.

This technique of ending a volume is truly superb.

So, many people excitedly turned to the new page and browsed the content above.

[After the birth of the new Archon, Barbatos, the wind wall surrounding the entire Old Mondstadt region dissipated.]

[Only then did many people realize that another Archon, Andrius, the King of the North Wind and one of the Kings of Frost, was also watching this scene.]

[That was a massive wolf-shaped Archon, a terrifying existence that had once challenged the Archon of Storms, Decarabian!]

[Now that it has appeared here, is it going to engage in a contest with the new god to fight for that sole throne?!!]

[So many people were worried and anxious. But to everyone's surprise, this wolf god just silently watched the scene, then left, without saying a word, disappearing into the wind and snow.]

[In fact, Andrius saw that all the people were calling out for the wish of freedom, condensing the power of hope into this Barbatos.]

[So he believed that compared to himself, this new Archon was more suitable to guide humanity; he himself could not depict a happy life for humans, so he gave up the intention of fighting for the throne and withdrew from this crazy Archon war.]

[With this, the new Anemo Archon was determined.]

[The war soon settled down; after the tyrant fell, those lackeys completely collapsed, unable to form an army.]

[Then the wind spirit, who had become a god, came before the boy; the lyre the boy used to play poetry fell to the ground in ruins, and he himself had reached the final moment of his life.]

[Only to see his best friend one last time. Looking at the silent wind spirit, the boy coughed, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again.]

[But there was a smile on his face, "Don't be sad, I believe you will definitely become the best Anemo Archon; we won in the end, this is truly great."]

["It's just that, it seems... our promise... is destined... to be... impossible to complete."]

[After saying this, the faint life force on the boy disappeared.]

[The boy, passed away.]

[Here, only the wind spirit, who had fallen into grief, and the red-haired knight remained. Even after becoming an Archon, the wind spirit still could not save his best friend.]

[Archons are not omnipotent; no matter how hard they try, there are lives that cannot be saved and ideas that cannot be realized.]

[After that, the wind spirit reshaped his own form into the appearance of the boy.]

[Only by using a human appearance could he play the lyre the boy loved most, and that lyre was also repaired by him with divine power, becoming the Skyward Lyre of later days.]

[He borrowed the boy's appearance, intending to carry his best friend's share and live on together.]

[To witness the beautiful mountains and rivers, to witness the soaring birds, and to play his favorite poetry.]

[Yes, even now, the bird feather found earlier had still not been handed to the boy.]

[Even though victory had been achieved, the boy who chased the wind fell on the eve of dawn.]

[In the ruins of Old Mondstadt, the young girl Gunnhildr also placed a laurel wreath on the newborn Anemo Archon, and the name of the Anemo Archon, Barbatos, was sung here.]

Seeing this, many people were moved to tears.

Many residents wiped away their tears.

The more sentimental ones even cried out, their eyes red.

Who could have thought?

Everyone clearly thought that this nameless boy would be able to live until the end.

As the best friend of the Anemo Archon, he would surely become a prominent figure.

In this war, the boy played an irreplaceable role; his spirit encouraged countless resistance soldiers, and he was one of the heroic leaders.

As long as he survived, there would surely be a high position for him in the new Mondstadt.

However, he fell on the eve of dawn.

How distressing and sad this is; the blue sky he longed for had clearly already appeared.

And what kind of grief did the Anemo Archon of that time endure?

How could it be like this?

Many people shouted that they could not accept it!

Couldn't there be a good ending?

This is clearly just a novel!

Master Ye Ruo is too heartless, actually "stabbing" them like this.

This is truly distressing, and their hearts feel heavy.

For the sake of poetry, the blue sky, birds, freedom, and countless others like him in the city, this boy passed away just like that.

But soon, they kept comforting themselves.

This is just a novel conceived by Master Ye Ruo, a fictional plot centered on the Anemo Archon and the Archon of Storms.

The real Anemo Archon probably didn't encounter such painful things, right?