Chapter 218

She and Diluc couldn't run away, so now, they could only see if Kaeya and Lumine could leave.

At the very least, they had to report to Wendi and the others.

Kaeya gritted his teeth and didn't continue to say anything, quietly walking towards Lumine and Paimon.

However, before he could walk over, looking at the black storm rising throughout Stormterror's Lair, Kaeya smiled bitterly and turned back.

"Acting Grand Master Jean, it seems we can't leave."

That pitch-black storm, like a high tower, the nightmare in the hearts of Mondstadt people back then, had returned.

Giant rocks were pulled into it and easily torn to pieces.

The only exit was the wind tunnel above Dvalin's head.

Jean breathed with difficulty.

"Protect Lumine well!"

Not far away, in a hidden corner, Aether stared at Dvalin with a gloomy face, looking at the weak Lumine from time to time.

After a while, he grabbed the Abyss Mage beside him and said angrily:

"Didn't you say there was no remnant soul of Decarabian in Stormterror's Lair? What is this! Tell me what this is!"

The Abyss Mage swallowed hard.

"Your Highness, we really didn't find Decarabian's remnant soul when we explored!"

"Damn thing!"

Aether smashed him away, and a light sword condensed in his hand.

But soon he was hugged by another Abyss Mage.

"Your Highness! You can't! If you make a big move, Celestia will notice!"

"The five-hundred-year plan cannot be wasted here!"

Aether slapped him away.

"Get lost! That's my sister!"

"Your Highness! Your Highness!"

The Abyss Mage crawled over and hugged Aether's leg.

"You can't make a move! Your subordinate has already notified the main Abyss force, and the Abyss Lector will arrive soon."

"Your sister will be fine!"

Aether took a few deep breaths, put away the light sword, and said coldly:

"If anything happens to Lumine, you will all be buried with her!"

"Yes! Your Highness!"

Watching Lumine lying on the ground coughing up blood, Aether's heart was cut like a knife. At this moment, he deeply regretted calculating Dvalin.

Not far away, Jean clenched the Aquila Favonia, staring at Dvalin who was ready to go in the high sky.

In her heart, she recalled the blood oath of the Gunnhildr family that her parents taught her back then.

The Gunnhildr family summoned Barbatos in ancient times, and since then, the contract of the thousand winds has flowed in their blood.

Although Jean didn't know if this contract power could help her withstand the current Dvalin.

But...

Obviously, there was no other way.

Jean took a deep breath, rolled up her sleeves, and a complicated rune gradually appeared on her fair forearm.

"Oh thousand winds that have flowed for a thousand years without stopping, there is no corner in this world where the wind has not risen..."

Following Jean's chanting, a clear flowing wind suddenly brewed around her body.

But this move also caught the attention of Decarabian's remnant soul.

"Gunnhildr!!!"

Dvalin roared, not giving Jean a chance to chant, and dived straight at Jean.

Jean's pupils shrank, subconsciously raising her sword to block.

But before the sword could be raised, the Aquila Favonia flew out of her hand, stained with a layer of mysterious energy, and stabbed straight at Dvalin.

This Aquila Favonia actually bloomed with power far beyond Jean's imagination, knocking Dvalin away, and then flew back to hover and protect Jean.

"Aquila Favonia?"

Jean was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, the pitch-black storm of the entire Stormterror's Lair was cut through by an unimaginable sword intent.

"Jean! I'm here!"

Lisa shouted, and everyone looked up.

Under the moonlight after the storm dissipated, Lisa stood in the void, stepping on a gorgeous flying sword.

The surging aura, just by slightly erupting, blew away the clouds.

Jean felt a sense of relief and sat paralyzed on the ground.

"Lisa..."

"Lisa?"

Diluc turned to look into the air with difficulty, the figure standing in the air on a sword, now so tall.

"Immortal cultivation..."

A spark of hope ignited in Diluc's eyes.

Lisa, who usually didn't care about anything, looked at Jean's miserable state and became angry.

"A mere remnant soul... you should have just disappeared when you died!"

"How dare you come out and cause trouble!"

"Shushan disciple Lisa, here to subdue demons!"

Lumine opened her eyes with difficulty, looked at Lisa in the sky, spat out blood, and stretched out her hand tremblingly.

"Sister Lisa... save me!!!"

Lisa looked at Lumine's condition and became even angrier.

Decarabian's remnant soul possessing Dvalin saw that the situation was not good and turned to approach Lisa.

Countless black wind bullets bombarded Lisa first.

But they couldn't even shake Lisa's protective true essence.

"Petty tricks!"

Lisa snorted coldly and pinched the sword formula.

"Borrowing your sword!"

As soon as the words fell, Jean and the others watched as their weapons turned into streams of light and rushed straight into the sky.

All the swords left in Stormterror's Lair also responded to Lisa's call.

Behind Lisa, they turned into a sky full of sword rain, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand...

Tens of thousands of swords densely covered the sky, and the coldness reflected under the moonlight made people feel a stinging pain in their bones.

"Shushan Sword Control Art... Sister Lisa... so cool!"

Even though she was already weak, Lumine still forced herself to sit up and cheer for Lisa.

Diluc stared blankly at Lisa who was controlling countless flying swords, and the fire of desire for power in his heart surged instantly.

"Subdue demons!"

Lisa pointed at Dvalin, and countless flying swords pressed down on Dvalin like a monstrous wave.

If Tartaglia saw this move, he would probably be scared to death.

Dvalin had nowhere to hide and could only force the black storm to condense a barrier around his body, temporarily blocking many flying swords.

But occasionally, some still forcibly penetrated the storm and pierced Dvalin's body.

Dvalin, who was arrogant just now, was now tottering.

After roaring to the sky, he forcibly mobilized the earth vein power of Stormterror's Lair.

Seeing this, Lisa frowned slightly, secretly feeling a pity in her heart.

If her Sword Control Art could reach the minor success stage and use the true Sword Control Subduing Demons.

With Dvalin's power controlled by Decarabian, she could shatter it in minutes.

It was a pity that her Sword Control Art was only average, and being able to control ten thousand swords was already not easy.

Seeing that Jean and the others were still seriously injured, Lisa didn't intend to continue dragging it out with Dvalin.

It was just a remnant soul of Decarabian... ===== CHAPTER 219 =====