Chapter 276

Sometimes, when everyone in the chat group discussed martial arts and cultivation problems, Lei Dianying would even take the initiative to stand up and provide guidance for everyone, which also earned Lei Dianying considerable recognition in the chat group.

Perhaps this Shogun wasn't very good at governing the country, but she was a very good person and easy to get along with.

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"They're here," Kong said in a low tone as he saw Dvalin roaring toward them.

"Do you need to arrange for the magic dragon Duke to confront Dvalin?" the Abyss Mage hurriedly asked.

"Yes! You arrange the battlefield here." Kong's gaze flickered slightly. "I need to go and meet that Descender and my sister."

Originally, Kong hadn't intended to meet Lumine so soon.

But plans couldn't keep up with changes.

Since Lumine had met this Descender, and the other party also had a close relationship with the gods, Lumine might soon know his information.

Of course, he still hoped that Lumine could travel through the seven nations herself, and by the time that happened, his plan would already be complete.

Before the Abyss submerged this world, Lumine would definitely be able to leave this world safely while obtaining corresponding power.

"Yes!" The Abyss Mage didn't think much of it upon hearing this and came to the side of that magic dragon, chanting spells. Duke, who had been in a deep sleep, opened his scarlet eyes, his entire body exuding a terrifying aura.

That body, even larger than Andrius's, slowly stood up, and two huge wings spread out, roaring at Dvalin, who was already not far away.

"Barbatos, is this my enemy?" Dvalin also hadn't expected that he would encounter such an opponent.

This dragon was no weaker than Durin, whom he had encountered back then.

If he were in his prime, he certainly wouldn't be afraid of this dragon, but because of the torture of the poisonous blood for these five hundred years, his strength had dropped significantly. After recovering, he hadn't had time to recuperate; how was he supposed to fight this magic dragon?

Dvalin felt that Venti was making things difficult for him.

"Don't worry, Dvalin, I won't let you face it alone." Venti said, converting points into special energy and pouring it continuously into Dvalin's body.

Since points could be converted into divine power, they could likewise be converted into the nutrients Dvalin needed. This kind of 'cure-all' energy was simply too easy to use.

Should one say, as expected of the most essential energy of the current Teyvat continent?

With a massive amount of energy pouring into his body, Dvalin suddenly discovered that his body, which had fallen into weakness due to Durin's venom, had recovered seven or eight-tenths with the help of this energy.

Dvalin even felt that it wouldn't be long before he could return to his peak state, but it was a pity that before he could recover to his peak, Venti stopped the input of energy.

"Barbatos, you..." Dvalin looked at Venti with a complex expression.

As Barbatos's familiar and best partner, Dvalin knew exactly how much the other party was worth. The other party definitely didn't have such means; otherwise, he would have used them five hundred years ago.

Moreover, such a move certainly couldn't be used just because one wanted to. Even though it hadn't allowed him to fully recover, Barbatos must have paid a significant price.

"Dvalin, I'm sorry for these past five hundred years!" Venti looked at Dvalin with embarrassment. He had originally thought these points would be enough for Dvalin to recover.

He hadn't expected that the deficiency in Dvalin's body would be even greater than imagined, which also made Venti somewhat embarrassed.

It seemed he would need to farm more points in the future to make it up to Dvalin.

By the way, Dvalin also had quite a bit of erosion on him; he would resolve all of that at the same time.

"Hmph!" Seeing Venti like this, Dvalin gave a light huff. Although he was incredibly moved inside, he didn't say it out loud, only turning his gaze toward Duke, who was charging toward him: "Leave this magic dragon to me; I will tear it apart with my claws."

Now, Dvalin still remembered Durin from back then. These two dragons were, if not exactly the same, at least eighty percent similar in shape and size. If one said there was no relationship, Dvalin would never believe it...

The pain of these five hundred years all came from Durin. This time, he would absolutely not forgive this dragon.

As for whether he would be polluted by poisonous blood this time, hmph hmph, wasn't there still that Traveler?

Not panicked at all.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Seeing Dvalin like this, Venti didn't say much more.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, Dvalin didn't know that he could have compensated for Dvalin's physical emptiness long ago, but he had just forgotten. Otherwise, Dvalin would definitely fight him to the death.

"Lord Barbatos, then we'll go down first." Seeing this, Jean hurriedly reported to Venti.

"Hmm, I'll let the wind send you down." Venti paused and continued, "Remember to stay far away from my battlefield."

He turned his gaze toward the controlled Andrius. It had to be said, Andrius's aura was quite good at the moment.

Although this body was a bit weak, it could use Andrius's authority.

Venti couldn't judge what kind of strength Andrius had at the moment. The body couldn't compare to his prime, and the divine power couldn't compare to his prime, but the Archon's authority added quite a lot of points for Andrius.

"Wait." Suddenly, Venti thought of some things. Originally, his points were for emergencies; he had previously planned to use them to resolve the hidden dangers in Andrius.

However, seeing that magic dragon and thinking of Dvalin, he had used the points on Dvalin. This was likely to be troublesome; he didn't know if farming points now would be enough.

If it really didn't work, he would just let more Abyssal monsters in and then camp the spawn?

Jean and Diluc didn't know Venti's current thoughts. With the help of Venti's wind, they arrived on the ground.

Looking at the Abyssal monsters surrounding them, Jean and Diluc looked at each other. If it were in the past, they would definitely have thought they were doomed.

But now, they were no longer the people they once were.

This was a dungeon run!

Unless there were a large number of powerful monsters blocking them, these Rifthounds alone really weren't their match.

As for those Golden Wolflords, they hadn't thought about them for the time being. Just from the aura, both could feel that these few Golden Wolflords were even more powerful than the one that had appeared outside Mondstadt City before.

Farming points was more important.

"Roar!" Dvalin and Duke soon began to fight in the air. Venti also quietly left Dvalin's back, took out the Skyward Harp, and looked at Andrius with a serious expression.

Andrius wouldn't give Venti any good looks. With his loud roar, the surrounding air became increasingly cold and bone-chilling.

"Andrius..." Looking at Andrius like this, Venti sighed softly. Although the plan was designed by him, seeing the other party controlled by the Abyss Order like this, his heart didn't feel very good either.

Andrius wouldn't care what Venti was thinking. He opened his bloody maw, and terrifying Cryo and Anemo elemental power gathered in his mouth, forming a spherical shape, and spat it out toward Venti.

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