Kamisato Satoru’s arrival had originally made Eula breathe a sigh of relief, but the way he stood there staring left her so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into a hole.
"Have you stared enough?"
Eula glared at him with puffed cheeks, a hint of petulance in her voice.
"Sorry, sorry. You just look so captivating right now that I got a little carried away."
As he spoke, Kamisato Satoru thoughtfully took off his outer shirt and draped it over Eula’s rounded shoulders.
Feeling the lingering warmth on the clothing, the blush on Eula’s face spread all the way to the tips of her ears.
"Leave the rest to me."
Kamisato Satoru slowly turned around.
The gentle smile from moments ago vanished instantly, replaced by an icy calm as still as a mirror.
"Rrr..."
Facing the Golden Wolflord as it rose once more, Kamisato Satoru seemed like its natural-born predator.
Whoosh!
Before the monster could react, Kamisato Satoru appeared behind its tail out of thin air.
"Up you go!"
Bang! Crash! Bang!
With a shout, Kamisato Satoru’s seemingly slender hands clamped tightly around the enormous beast’s tail.
Then he began swinging it from side to side like a straw dummy.
The scene was absurdly brutal.
One enormous crater after another appeared across the previously level grassland as the Golden Wolflord let out a succession of agonized howls.
Wrapped in Satoru’s shirt, Eula stood frozen in place, staring dumbfounded at the incredibly violent spectacle before her.
Kamisato Satoru looked as tiny as a grain of sand beside the gigantic beast, yet he was tossing it around as effortlessly as though he were holding a baby chick.
The entirety of Starsnatch Cliff trembled violently, almost as if a powerful earthquake had struck.
Bang!
Kamisato Satoru finally seemed to grow bored.
With a casual toss, he hurled the half-dead beast far into the sky.
"All right. Let’s use you to test out the new move I’ve been working on."
Kamisato Satoru spoke calmly as he slowly brought his hands together before his chest.
"Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue!"
"Cursed Technique Reversal: Red!"
Two dazzling spheres of light, one blue and one red, instantly appeared behind him.
Amid crackling flashes of energy, the two completely opposing forces began violently intertwining and overlapping.
The fierce collision of positive and negative created an extremely unstable purple sphere, surrounded by arcs of dancing violet lightning.
"Hollow Technique: Purple!"
BOOOOM!
With a light tap of his fingertip, a purple wave of energy more than three meters in diameter roared forward with enough destructive force to seemingly annihilate everything in its path.
Wherever the blast passed, even space itself seemed to tear apart.
A deep trench was carved into the earth, its surface as smooth as a mirror.
Bzzzt!
The purple light instantly swallowed the Golden Wolflord whole.
Not even a speck of dust remained.
Yet the destructive energy showed no intention of stopping.
Dragging a long trail of light behind it, Purple continued hurtling toward the distant horizon.
"Whoops. Looks like I might’ve put a little too much power into that one."
Kamisato Satoru pretended to rub his forehead in distress, but he couldn’t suppress the smug curve at the corner of his lips.
"That attack... Don’t tell me it’s going to blow up Mondstadt!"
His words snapped Eula out of her shock.
Her face instantly turned pale as she stared fixedly at the receding purple light.
"Relax. Its trajectory is a little off. It won’t hit Mondstadt."
Kamisato Satoru’s extraordinary vision allowed him to see incredibly far into the distance.
That attack was heading toward Liyue.
Most likely, it would come down somewhere near Wangshu Inn.
But with the Geo Archon Zhongli holding down the fort over there, he wasn’t worried in the slightest.
Even if that old man wanted to retire, his raw strength was undoubtedly still above that wind spirit who spent every day slacking off instead of doing any proper work.
...
Meanwhile, in Liyue, on the top floor of Wangshu Inn.
"Hm?"
Zhongli, who had been leisurely sipping tea, paused slightly.
A strange glint flashed through his golden eyes before he calmly rose to his feet.
"Rise!"
Crack!
Dense Geo energy instantly gathered beneath his feet, forming a sturdy stone pillar.
With a casual kick, Zhongli sent the pillar hurtling through the air with a piercing whistle.
Hands clasped behind his back, he stood steadily atop the stone pillar as it carried him through the sky.
Back at the table, only an empty birdcage remained, its thrush still hopping around without a care in the world.
The purple beam of destruction swept across the grasslands of Windrise, skimmed past Springvale, and flew over Sal Terrae.
"This level of destructive power... is certainly no small matter."
Standing atop the stone pillar, Zhongli narrowed his eyes slightly.
In his estimation, an attack of this caliber was already powerful enough to contend with a god at the height of their strength.
"I will have order!"
Zhongli brought his hands together before his chest.
The tip of his signature braid erupted with dazzling golden divine light, and his voice rang out with the cold authority of a divine decree.
"Hum!"
The clouds above seemed to be torn apart by an overwhelming force.
The entire world was bathed in brilliant golden radiance.
An enormous, intricately structured Geo meteor pierced through the clouds and struck the purple blast with perfect precision.
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