Chapter 68

A streak of light suddenly streaked across the sky.

Brightcrown Mountains

"Woo!!!!"

"For freedom!!!"

"Overthrow the tyrant's rule!!!"

"We want freedom!!!"

Countless citizens shouted, charging toward the tower without fear of death.

Under the protection of the wind spirit, a nameless youth, the wind spirit, a red-haired knight, and a huntress girl led the rebel army in a continuous attack against the Gale!

Jiang Yan stood quietly in the high sky, looking at the small wind spirit that was still stubbornly protecting everyone, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Barbatos, the future slacker, is about to make an appearance too... ===== CHAPTER 168 =====

"Everyone! Follow closely in our footsteps!!"

A blue-haired youth roared at those behind him. This youth looked like the future form of Barbatos. Jiang Yan guessed that this must be Barbatos’s friend, Venti, who died because of this war?

He remembered he was supposed to be dead, right?

Hmm, wind-element boys all have friends who get killed~.

Tsk, should I save him?

And thus make Barbatos owe me a favor?

Jiang Yan rubbed his chin, a strange smile appearing on his face.

It seems... not bad?

Anyway, he had plenty of Senzu Beans, and he didn't seem to need them himself.

In the Teyvat continent, with his Twin Star form, even if he didn't know if he could defeat the Heavenly Principles, he didn't feel inferior to them.

"Humans will not submit to the oppression of the storm!"

"We should fight for freedom!"

The red-haired knight shouted angrily, and the huntress girl held a bow and arrow, constantly slaughtering the monsters surging up around them.

And on the tower not far from them, Decarabian, the Archon of Storms who called himself the King of Gales, sat in the tower.

"Why are these humans so noisy today?"

Decarabian, standing in the tower, closed his eyes and pondered. He did not pay attention to the noise outside.

Even if he heard it, he just thought there was something outside that could make these humans excited.

In this city wall surrounded by tornadoes and storms, what could cause humans to be excited...

Jiang Yan sat on the storm wall; even though there was a violent and fierce storm beneath him, it still couldn't cause any harm to Jiang Yan.

Even if Jiang Yan wanted to, he could stop the rotation of this spinning storm wall at any time.

The battle proceeded very quickly; this group of people caused a response from the surrounding people wherever they went.

Even though the Lord of the Tower had become a figure of immense fear in the hearts of these humans.

But the freedom described by these people made them yearn for it immensely.

In the end, the inner yearning for freedom overcame the fear of the King of the Tower.

These people followed the four-person squad led by the youth and rushed into the tower.

Jiang Yan also stood up and flew toward the tower.

"Boom!!!"

Endless gales suddenly surged from all directions; inside the tower, endless, roaring gales swept crazily toward the surroundings.

The huntress girl was torn to pieces on the spot by the violent gale.

The thousand-wind spirit Barbatos stood in front of the crowd, protecting everyone with his gentle breeze.

Although the breeze was weak, it was indestructible!

Although the thousand-wind spirit in front of him looked very weak, Decarabian looked at the residents around him who were resisting him, and it suddenly stopped attacking.

Why?

Why do you want to resist me?

I have given you protection!

Why?

Until this moment, Decarabian, this Archon who loved humans, still did not realize that his method of loving humans seemed to have gone wrong.

He still didn't understand why these humans would come to resist his rule.

But when he saw the people under the protection of the thousand-wind spirit, although their faces were filled with fear of the surrounding gales, the gentle breeze brought by the thousand-wind spirit also made them feel a wonderful sensation.

Decarabian seemed to understand something.

No wonder... no wonder...

"This thousand-wind spirit, what is your name?"

Decarabian suddenly spoke.

"..."

"I... am named Barbatos!"

A light, ethereal voice came from the breeze.

"Barbatos..."

Just as Decarabian was still muttering in a daze, Barbatos’s best friend Venti, holding a long sword, stabbed at Decarabian.

*Crack!*

Almost without any resistance, it seemed that even Decarabian did not realize that someone would sneak attack him.

The sword in Venti’s hand pierced into Decarabian’s body quite smoothly.

Pain!

Piercing pain!

Even when fighting other Archons, Decarabian had never felt such pain.

Perhaps he had never thought that one day he would be killed by the people he loved!

*Boom!!!!*

Violent winds swirled around Decarabian; the Archon’s energy riot caused the surroundings to collapse constantly. Venti was instantly knocked away by this force, and the sword in his hand was torn into fragments by the storm, several of which pierced directly into Venti’s body.

"Venti!!"

Barbatos’s anxious voice came from the wind.

And the situation on Decarabian’s side was not very good either.

Heartbroken by the betrayal of humans, it seemed to have lost the will to live.

To prevent the release of Archon power after his death from causing harm to the surrounding humans, Decarabian reached out and transferred all his Archon power into the body of the thousand-wind spirit.

"You seem more suitable than me to rule these humans..."

"Can you please... continue to love them for me?"

Decarabian used his last bit of strength to say this to Barbatos.

After saying this, without waiting for Barbatos to respond, he dissipated between heaven and earth.

Even though this Archon died, he still loved humans in his heart and had no Archon resentment.

Barbatos did not respond; his attention was entirely on the youth bleeding in front of him.

In an instant, the surrounding gentle breeze began to fluctuate constantly. The thousand-wind spirit, having passively accepted all of Decarabian’s Archon power, entered the ranks of top-tier Archons at this moment.

But whether it was the gentle breeze or the gale that could tear people to pieces, neither could save the youth’s fading life.

"No... don't die!"

Barbatos’s panicked voice rang out from the wind.

"Cough... cough..."

0 ·Seeking Flowers· ·······

"Barba...tos..." ===== CHAPTER 169 =====