My Next Life in Teyvat: I Just Wanted Friends, Not Every Girl's Love! Chapter 196 - 195: Help me eliminate that guy who broke the

"Is the corpse talking?"

Although Stolas’s expression was ferocious and the surrounding air beca extrely oppressive due to its anger, it ant nothing to Durandal.

A terrifying storm swept through the space around Durandal, and countless winds transford into sharp blades, attacking Durandal.

The winds were omnipresent; they easily surrounded Durandal, blocking all her escape routes, attempting to make her die in despair.

It must be said that Stolas, as a God, did possess strength. No wonder it could cause trouble for Morax. Besides being good at escaping, if it didn’t have so skill, it wouldn’t have been able to participate in the Archon War.

Facing such a storm, Durandal remained unmoved. She gazed at Stolas and suddenly recalled Isis-Prey, who was also an Apostle. As beings capable of flight, Stolas lacked a certain grandeur compared to Prey.

"Your wind is quite good, but... compared to that drunkard’s wind, it’s a bit subpar."

After helping Venti eliminate the ’erode’ within him, Durandal suggested she wanted to see Venti’s strength. Venti thought about it and decided that even if he recovered his strength, he wouldn’t be Durandal’s opponent, so he agreed.

No one could truly surpass Venti in controlling the wind. He just usually slacked off too much and didn’t want to get too involved in battles, thinking he could just play the lyre and provide support from the side.

This ti, Durandal forcefully demanded he take action. Although he was extrely unwilling, he could only satisfy Durandal’s request and engaged in a battle with her on the sea a certain distance from Mondstadt.

After that battle, Durandal gained a full understanding of the Seven Gods’ strength. Although it wasn’t enough to threaten her, it was not sothing ordinary people could compare to.

So, you deliberately let The Lady take your Gnosis back then, didn’t you? This guy, he made worry for nothing.

Getting back to the main topic, Stolas’s wind had no effect on Durandal, but the people below were different. If Stolas’s wind wasn’t stopped quickly, the Millelith rushing over would suffer casualties.

"Anyway, your Main Body is so big, it won’t matter if it’s damaged a little, right?"

The great scythe’s attack efficiency was a bit slow, so Durandal chose to use giant claws. This way, she could attack Stolas from a distance and also grab it, preventing it from moving around.

Under Durandal’s control, the giant claws beca extraordinarily large. They floated on either side of Durandal’s Main Body, and as Durandal moved, they ignored the chaotic winds around them and flew rapidly towards Stolas.

Seeing this, Stolas quickly tried to dodge, but several chains suddenly flew out of the sky, binding its wings and preventing it from flying freely.

The chains couldn’t entangle Stolas for too long, but these few short seconds were enough for Durandal to do many things.

The pair of giant claws flew in front of Stolas and swung forcefully, leaving several huge gashes on its wings.

While Stolas scread in pain from this injury, the giant claws’ attack did not stop. The giant claws continuously destroyed its wings, attempting to strip it of its air superiority and prevent it from flying in the sky again.

Even though Stolas’s self-healing speed was extrely fast, it couldn’t keep up with the giant claws’ attack speed. Its wings quickly beca severely injured, making it unable to keep Stolas floating in mid-air as usual.

Before Stolas fell to the ground, it endured the pain and controlled its wings, trying to return to the sky.

It knew very well that if it landed on the ground, its greatest advantage would disappear, and what awaited it might be the sa as the seal from a thousand years ago.

Having finally gained freedom, Stolas didn’t want to be sealed again, but no matter how hard it tried, at most, it could only slow down its descent a little.

Stolas began to panic now. The pain made it less arrogant than before. It carefully observed Durandal and realized that she seed to be sowhat different from what it had imagined.

"You... you’re not human?!"

"Finally figured it out? I thought you’d think I was human until you died. However, I’m quite happy to be considered human. So, I’ll try to eliminate you in a way that causes you less pain."

Indeed, she wasn’t human! Then her identity could only be one kind: a God, just like itself.

No, there was still a difference: she was extrely strong, at least stronger than any being it had ever seen. Perhaps even Morax was not her opponent.

Such a being, why did she have no renown back then? Was she a God who had only recently appeared? That shouldn’t be; Gods are not so easily born.

"Wait... wait a minute, as fellow Gods, we’ve never had a grudge before, so there’s no need for you to kill , right?"

Stolas quickly spoke up, stopping Durandal, who was about to approach, and said, "If you want to acquire this land, I am willing to join forces with you. With your strength, our alliance can surely defeat Morax."

Stolas looked at Durandal with so excitent. If he could cling to Durandal’s powerful leg, he would not only survive but also have a strong backing.

Just like those who pledged allegiance to Morax back then, he would finally have a powerful leg to cling to.

His plan was beautiful, but Durandal had no intention of recruiting him, nor did she even bother to acknowledge him.

Why? Because his sudden appearance had, to so extent, affected the upcoming Moonchase Festival.

She was planning to participate in the cooking competition at this Moonchase Festival. If the cooking competition were canceled because of this guy’s appearance, she would kill soone.

Besides, she had already decided to use him as an ingredient for this cooking competition. Since she had already made this decision, she would not let her opponent off so easily.

Seeing Durandal unmoved, Stolas felt a sense of despair. This person completely ignored his words and simply wanted to eliminate him.

She couldn’t possibly really want to use him as an ingredient, could she? Doesn’t she know the consequences of a God’s death? Not to ntion his flesh, even the surrounding environnt would be greatly affected.

"I know. I knew about this when Osial appeared last ti. So, I will prevent such things from happening. This is not sothing you should worry about."

"Osial? Did that guy break free from the seal before ? But... Liyue wasn’t swallowed by the ocean."

If Osial had died, Liyue would likely have been subrged by the floods caused by his death, but there were no signs of a flood here.

Could it be that Osial was only severely injured and is currently recuperating at the bottom of the sea? If so, then if he could escape this ti, he would go and ally with Osial.

"You an the energy generated after a God’s death? That was absorbed by before it erupted, causing no trouble at all."

"Absorbed? You... you can even absorb that?!"

Stolas didn’t think Durandal was lying. There was no benefit in lying to him about such a thing, which made him turn pale with fright.

According to Durandal, Osial had already died at her hands, not sealed sowhere by Morax as in the past, but completely annihilated to eliminate future troubles.

Stolas was terrified. Although he hated being sealed, at least he could still live when sealed, and he could hope to break free from the seal and regain freedom after countless years.

But if it was death, then there would truly be nothing left. Gods also feared death, and Stolas was no exception.

The thought of facing true death at the hands of this unknown God in front of him made Stolas panic.

He wanted to flee and escape from here, but his wings were so severely injured that he couldn’t fly. Even if he forced himself into the air, his speed wouldn’t be fast enough, and he would only be shot down by Durandal again.

His proficient Anemo elent attacks also couldn’t deal effective DMG to Durandal. Even if he could use wind to assist his escape, he knew very well that Durandal wouldn’t just watch him leave.

So... there was only one final option.

Stolas stood up from the ground, looking at Durandal with a serious expression, and began to mobilize his last remaining strength, controlling the surrounding wind, preparing for the final battle with Durandal.

Begging for rcy would certainly be useless. Since that was the case, why not have a good fight? This would not tarnish his na as a God—Stolas.

"At the very end, let’s have a good fight. At least, let have no regrets."

"...Alright."

It wasn’t an excessive request, and Durandal readily agreed.

"Also, please find the guy who broke my seal. Don’t let him get away, okay?"

At first, he was quite grateful to the guy who released him. If it weren’t for that person, according to Morax’s seal on him, he would never have been able to escape.

Now, although he had escaped, he would face the fate of death in less than an hour. He was helpless but had to accept this outco.

He no longer had the chance to find that damned guy, so he could only entrust it to Durandal, hoping she could help him find that guy and teach him a good lesson.

"I’ll try."

If things were too troubleso, she would simply ignore it. She didn’t have much connection with this God, at most she just wanted him to beco her ingredient.

Stolas chuckled a few tis, bolstering his courage slightly, and with an angry roar, he charged forward.

At this ti, the situation on Azhdaha’s side had greatly eased. He was not in a hurry to let Jiang Li return, asking her to help search for any lone Rifthounds. He planned to eliminate all these Rifthounds here.

The other Adepti had the sa idea. As they searched, they all felt intense tremors and turned to see the battlefield of Durandal and Stolas.

For no reason, they felt a bit of pity for this God who had broken the seal.

They had already heard about Durandal’s plan from Jiang Li, understanding that Stolas could not escape the fate of becoming an ingredient.

"True Lord Cloud Retainer, you also seem to be preparing to participate in this cooking competition. Will the machine you’ve researched be her opponent?"

"...The quality of cooking isn’t entirely dependent on the ingredients. This Immortal believes that the chanism This Immortal has researched will not lose to her."

Anyone with an discerning eye could hear the lack of confidence in Cloud Retainer’s tone, but for the sake of her reputation, she could only force herself to maintain it, making people shake their heads helplessly.

On the other side, Lumine and her companions had also arrived at the teleportation array under Agalu’s guidance.

As they were about to destroy this teleportation array, an evil force attacked from the side, stopping their actions.

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