This guy, Teacher Dachi, is always showing off his special skills, and he even plans to establish a new Teyvat and no one will care about him.
It was because of my own mistakes, not because Asmodeus opened the door for me.
The reason for all this.
It can be summed up as an essay.
"My First Throne Father".
In a world where the theory of bloodline is clearly established.
Amon is obviously one of the top demons, and has a very high upper limit.
"I know that Da Chi's father is as strong as the Creator... No, he is the Creator."
"But, he died so hastily, and he didn't tell me how to develop his abilities."
"Besides being impressed by how high the fire resistance is, what else can I be impressed by?"
"I'm impressed by his high holy resistance or lightning resistance? And he doesn't seem to be susceptible to poisoning, frostbite, or bleeding. He can be said to be the lifelong enemy of the color-fading person?"
Russell shrugged, looking unreasonable and angry, and said something that looked like an abstract quote from an old man who was just playing around.
[Amon's divinity has a high intelligence bonus]
[Believe in your potential, or believe in the second brother, Amon and Amon’s father]
But, even so.
I don't have any idea either.
Russell scratched his head.
He basically spends all his time collecting gold coins and hanging out with pretty girls.
Mystical knowledge is very thin.
The Red King’s intelligence bonus is even higher.
It is also unlikely to multiply eggs by ten thousand.
Especially when there is no teacher to teach.
So...
Let’s put it aside for a while.
After returning to Xumi and finding Nashida and the Queen of Trees, I will think about how to increase my knowledge reserves.
Russell took the key and went straight to Nian's residence.
The door is not locked.
Faintly, I seem to be able to hear human voices.
well.
It's time to make the years pay.
Russell walked over and knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
A very cold voice came out from it.
Russell was stunned, his nose twitching slightly.
Faintly.
I smelled a faint fragrance, like precious ink.
Accompanied by a creaking sound.
As expected, a figure was seen.
She is graceful and elegant, with a unique spiritual aura and delicate skin.
Her eyes were like water, yet they were slightly cold, as if they could see through everything.
There was a sense of coolness between his brows.
what! !
Russell's expression suddenly became embarrassed.
dry.
There is no Nian in Nian’s house.
Only Xi.
"Ah...year..."
Russell opened his mouth and asked about Nian's whereabouts.
"Nian, handing out flyers outside."
"I was called in to help draw the movie."
The woman with a calm demeanor simply explained the situation.
Then, a look of distress emerged in his expression.
If you want to ask why.
Obviously, year.
The guy finally spent all his money after making bad movies again and again.
To the point that I had to distribute the flyers myself.
Since the director went to distribute flyers.
Then.
Things like shooting a movie.
Naturally, it fell on her, the number one wronged person in Da Yan.
"If you're looking for her, just wait here."
That cold beauty said so.
Russell: “…”
dry.
Then--
Find a seat and sit down.
Xi looked at the Jiaozi with a hesitant expression.
She is not very good with words.
In particular, they are not good at socializing.
But, the guests came.
It is also not good to leave it hanging directly.
then--
She gently waved some ink.
A cup of tea appeared in Russell's sight.
"Tea, please."
It seemed like she hadn't entertained guests for a long time.
Therefore, even the simplest words carry a hint of unskillfulness.
"Creation?"
Russell took the tea and suddenly felt that it was Xi's move.
Very similar to the year.
——The power of the year is to create non-living things out of thin air.
“They just look similar.”
Xi shook her head, with a look of denial on her little face.
"But, the things she made are real and exist, while mine are not."
“My creations are an extension of pen and ink.”
There are twelve year beasts.
The power of different people has very different effects.
Some of them have complex abilities, while others have simple abilities.
The most concise.
It is a heavy mountain.
He has a weapon-like tail that is almost identical to that of the year-old.
What is inherited is the fighting and killing posture of the years.
His power is simply "destruction".
The power of emptiness is also relatively simple.
Deducing, learning.
Highlight a high IQ and high knowledge.
It's a bit philosophical.
Her freedom is a rebellion against reality, but it is also like a journey beyond reality.
And Xi's power is even more mysterious than Ling's.
Use ink to transform everything.
At first glance, it looks like the Creator.
However, it was explicitly mentioned that she should close her eyes when painting.
Then, what she draws does not exist.
If it is observed, it exists; if it is not observed, it does not exist.
His abilities are very strange.
It has a bit of Schrodinger's cat flavor.
perhaps.
Can we call this guy, Goto Yugua Schrödinger?
Russell drank the tea and felt that it tasted pretty good.
Xi looked at Yazi, who didn't seem to be planning to leave for the time being, and hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something.
But after thinking for a long time, I still couldn’t think of any topic to discuss with the guests.
Finally, he had to play deaf and dumb, picked up the scroll and started painting seriously.
A few strokes down.
It is a scene.
Several villains are fighting.
The person in the painting.
Although I was forced to work.
But she painted very seriously.
Finely crafted.
Every scene is just right.
