Chapter 520

Far away at the seal site under the Fuling Tree in Tianqiu Valley, Zhongli looked back at the direction of Liyue thoughtfully.

He smiled with relief.

The contract to end all contracts had ended.

From today on, he had completely put down the identity of the Geo Archon and put down his responsibilities to Liyue.

In the future...

Focus on cultivation and resurrect his departed old friends as soon as possible.

The immortal path is long; there should be more like-minded partners to climb together.

Of course, in the mouths of cultivators, they should be called fellow Daoists.

The last bond was severed, and Zhongli was not melancholy. He looked at Azhdaha, who was being hammered by Tartaglia and other cultivators, in a good mood.

Zhongli shook his head and asked again:

"Azhdaha, can you listen to me properly now?"

"In your dreams!"

Azhdaha glared at Zhongli with red eyes. The next moment, he was slapped away by Diluc, who had manifested a golden Arhat body.

"Morax! Even if I die! I will never be your dog! If you have the ability, kill me!"

Hearing this, Zhongli shook his head.

"First, I am only Zhongli now, not Morax. Second, I am not asking you to be my dog; I am giving you the opportunity to be the carrier of the Sky-Howling Dog."

"Flowery words! Wishful thinking! If you have the guts, don't let me find an opportunity, otherwise... Morax, I'll grab your ancestors!"

Azhdaha, who was being smashed by the head, once again issued a declaration that the Orcs would never be slaves.

But this time, what he said made Zhongli's face turn black.

"Shameless! So stubborn, it seems I was too good to you!"

"Diluc, Tartaglia, I have protected Azhdaha's heart pulse. Next, it's up to you."

Diluc and Tartaglia smiled at each other and said in a deep voice:

"Yes! Sect Leader Zhongli."

Tartaglia moved his shoulders, and a weakened version of the Blood-Reversing Demon Blade gradually manifested in his hand.

This version of the Blood-Reversing Demon Blade wouldn't absorb essence and blood, but it would still absorb blood in the end.

It was also a lethal blade, but as long as the heart pulse was protected, Azhdaha wouldn't die.

That is to say...

"Finally, I can let go and be comfortable. Azhdaha the Dragon King is really a good person."

He also secretly slandered in his heart that Zhongli was truly narrow-minded.

Originally, he could have pressed Azhdaha to forcibly lift his erosion just now, but who would have thought...

Azhdaha started with a "Morax, I'll grab your ancestors."

This made Zhongli lose face.

Forget about the erosion; such an ignorant bear child, beat him up first.

Fortunately, Azhdaha was thick-skinned and indeed tough.

Tartaglia felt that this was the most satisfying fight he had had since joining Shushan.

If it weren't for so many people ganging up, if he were to fight alone, it might be even more refreshing.

After all, a group of cultivators ganging up on Azhdaha, Azhdaha couldn't really give Tartaglia a shred of pressure.

Especially Diluc, with his Arhat Golden Body open, it was like opening a Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth, pressing Azhdaha with one hand.

He was just missing saying: Azhdaha, you are too strong, I must seal you.

"Azhdaha, I'm really not targeting you. After you recover, don't hold a grudge against me."

Tartaglia muttered, his figure wrapped in blood light, and instantly killed toward Azhdaha.

With one slash, he severed one of Azhdaha's dragon horns, and endless blood mist was extracted and merged into the Blood-Reversing Demon Blade.

The Blood-Reversing Demon Blade became a few points stronger.

Zhongli felt a bit distressed and intended to tell Tartaglia not to be so ruthless, but Azhdaha groaned in pain and roared:

"Morax! I'll grab your ancestors! When I break the seal, I will definitely make you my dog!!!"

"... Tartaglia, continue!"

"Got it!"

The stubborn Azhdaha once again fell into the miserable situation of being ganged up on.

Looking at the situation, if Azhdaha didn't bow his head, this bullying would probably continue for a long time.

And on the Liyue Harbor side.

Ningguang's speech ended, and after the Liyue people cheered for a long time, they gradually became quiet again.

Seeing this, Ningguang spoke again.

"Millelith, report the battle damage this time."

310. The soul-sending service offered by ghost cultivator Hu Tao?

This sentence from Ningguang made the Millelith hesitate a bit.

In their impression, it seemed that no one had an accident because of this demon god attack.

Not even a single ship lost a part, so what was there to count?

But the four great masters responsible for this battle stepped forward and said in a deep voice:

"Northern defense line, battle damage... 5,000 meters of bluestone bricks at the harbor damaged."

"Southern defense line, 6,400 meters of bluestone bricks at the harbor damaged..."

"Western defense line..."

The four of them reported the losses, all of which were how many bricks at the harbor were broken.

But these bricks at the harbor were already intended to be demolished and rebuilt.

It really couldn't be counted as battle damage.

The Liyue people looked at Ningguang in confusion. Clearly, such a major event as a demon god attack didn't kill anyone, nor did it cause any economic loss.

The only loss was some bricks that had already been decided to be replaced.

Why did Ningguang look a bit dissatisfied?

"Is that all?"

The masters lowered their heads guiltily, not daring to answer.

Ningguang pointed, and some Millelith soldiers hidden in the back row were inexplicably pulled to the very front.

Everyone had quite a few scrapes and scratches on them.

Some even had traces of punches and kicks on their faces.

But...

This didn't look like damage caused by monsters; it looked like it was caused by humans.

Ningguang roughly checked the number of people and was almost angered to laughter.

"What's going on with them? A group of martial artists dealing with some fragile monsters, and they can still get injured? These injuries don't look like they were caused by monsters."

The four great masters lowered their heads awkwardly. After a while, one whispered:

"Sorry, Lady Ningguang, everyone was too excited during the battle and didn't notice their companions. There were... 1,204 friendly forces injured by mistake this time."

"But they are all minor injuries and will recover soon."

Hearing this, not only Ningguang but also the other Qixing were angry.

"The dignified Millelith, the most elite and famous Liyue national defense force in Teyvat."

"Now, everyone is a martial artist, possessing extraordinary power, and the first to come into contact with the recovery of spiritual energy."

"Liyue has invested so many resources in you, and you were carefully selected from countless citizens to form the Millelith."

"Is this the return you give to Liyue?"

"A few monsters that don't amount to much, and you end up like this?"

"The most ridiculous thing is that the monsters didn't hurt you, but you started hurting your own people."

"Is it because you became arrogant and conceited after having extraordinary power?"

"If this continues, what face do you have to cultivate? What qualifications do you have to enjoy the resources provided by Liyue?"

"What ability do you have to protect the citizens?" ===== CHAPTER 521 =====