Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

Chapter 176 A Power Higher Than the Seven Elements

A crimson tide surged forth, crashing directly towards Mu Xian in front of him.

Mu Xian took a step back, moved his fingers to touch his waist, but did not find the Unspeakable Kindness in his hand.

Mu Xian frowned, and the red butterfly on his shoulder flapped its wings, instantly calming the surging water.

Even the giant red wave that had rushed towards Mu Xian disappeared in an instant.

This situation made Mu Xian glance at the butterfly beside her shoulder.

As if sensing something, the butterfly fluttered joyfully into Mu Xian's hand.

Mu Xian, of course, knew what was going on.

The calming and tranquilizing rituals performed at the Wangsheng Hall have a calming and soothing effect.

Walnut usually uses it to deal with people who should die but don't want to.

Mu Xian never imagined that this secret technique could still be effective here.

And judging from its appearance, its effect seems quite significant.

Even when the water surface calms down, the overall color still appears pale red.

The doctor, holding the white evil eye, slowly walked over, with a katana in his other hand.

It was Mu Xian's "Silent Kindness" that appeared in the Doctor's hands for some reason.

"You're looking for this, right?"

The doctor spoke, slowly drawing the silent sword from its sheath.

The drawn blade revealed strange patterns, which appeared to be characters that Mu Xian could not understand.

This wasn't the first time Mu Xian had seen this kind of writing.

When I first entered the castle tower, these words also lit up on the blade.

"Judging from your eyes, you seem unaware of the power hidden within this knife."

With that, the professor gripped the katana.

Having never used a katana before, he gripped the sword in an extremely awkward position.

This posture doesn't look like holding a knife; it looks like a child grabbing a stick and swinging it around randomly.

Even so, the doctor still looked at Mu Xian with great confidence.

“I saw a similar power in an experiment about the ‘soul’.”

"As for the effects of this power..."

The doctor smiled and, caught off guard, swung his knife at Mu Xian.

The seemingly clumsy way he gripped the knife yet unleashed a sharp strike; this stark contrast made Mu Xian feel somewhat out of place.

However, the "sharpness" of this strike is only apparent to the average person.

In Mu Xian's eyes, this strike wasn't particularly "sharp".

The butterfly in his hand turned into flames and disappeared. Looking at the incoming blade of light, Mu Xian chose to take a step forward.

This step forward was a bit too big, so big that Mu Xian stepped over the flash of light and grabbed the hilt of the sword that the Doctor was holding behind it.

Mu Xian quickly found the weakness in the doctor's knife-holding posture.

He grabbed the doctor's wrist with his right hand and twisted it slightly, but something unexpected happened.

The silent goodness that should have loosened its grip after the twist did not; instead, it remained firmly in the doctor's hand.

"Surprising?"

The doctor's voice then rang out.

"You are using the same methods you use to deal with the physical body to deal with the consciousness."

"That's somewhat foolish..."

These words were more of a distraction for Mu Xian than an explanation.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the doctor took a step back and delivered an elbow strike to Mu Xian.

However, this had no impact on Mu Xian.

This has no impact, including the fact that Doctor Song did not let go of the unspoken kindness he was holding.

Since the doctor was holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, Mu Xian simply grabbed the doctor's right hand as well...

Mu Xian shifted his body slightly, dodging the doctor's elbow strike, and then grabbed the doctor's right hand with both hands.

Twist the doctor's right hand into a contorted position.

As the doctor's right hand twisted, the silent benevolence in his right hand also slashed towards the doctor.

Without a word, these were the two choices Mu Xian gave the doctor.

Either let go of the idea of ​​not speaking kindly.

Either you get stabbed head-on.

For PhD students, the so-called choice is simply an existing method provided by others.

—But in this world... there are more options than just the ones already available.

Several hundred years ago, a scholar from the school of epistemology raised a question.

A herd of crazed pack animals was charging toward the right side of the fork in the road, where five innocent people lay.

You have the ability to lure the pack animals to change course and rush toward the food on the left side of the fork in the road, but there lies an innocent person there as well.

So the choice came.

The choice is to sacrifice one person to save five, or to stand by and watch those five people die.

At the time, that question sparked discussion among most of the scholars in the Council of Fathers.

The most intense debate between the Minglun School and the Miaolun School was over the concept of emptiness.

Scholars of the Ming School believed in fate, and they thought the deaths of those five people were predetermined.

Scholars of the "Wise Theory" school, on the other hand, tend to be more rational and believe that sacrificing one person to save five is the best option.

Until an epistemologist appeared and offered another answer.

Let go of the sense of superiority that makes decisions about whether or not others should die, and then throw away the damn food in your hand.

[Now, immediately, help those who have fainted to the side of the road!]

Since then, the doctor has never trusted this conventional choice again.

"Choose..."

Seeing the blade hurtling towards him, the doctor neither dodged nor evaded, but instead raised his other hand and grabbed the blade in front of him.

The consciousness itself had no blood, but the doctor still created the illusion that blood was flowing from his left palm.

As drops of blood fell onto the water, Mu Xian suddenly realized that the doctor's power was actually comparable to his own.

It even prevented the blade from advancing any further.

The white evil eye shone brightly again, and the white light made Mu Xian momentarily dazed.

When Mu Xian came to his senses, he found that he was already holding Bu Yanshan in his hand.

However, Mu Xian found that his current situation was not very good.

Because the blade of the man who spoke no good was stuck in his chest.

Well... Mu Xian didn't feel any pain at all, but his consciousness became a little blurry.

He pulled the silent sword from his chest, and the strange characters on the blade still glowed.

However, Mu Xian didn't care and looked down at his chest again.

The knife wound on his chest gradually healed and disappeared in an instant.

This is the consciousness entity, which recovered even faster than Mu Xian's strange body.

After briefly glancing at his current situation, Mu Xian looked at the doctor in front of him again.

The doctor's left hand was still oozing blood.

The drops of blood on the water's surface caused the once-calm water to boil again.

However, it was just a boil, a far cry from the huge wave that had been stirred up before.

"That girl from Liyue gave you quite a lot."

Seeing that it was having no effect, the doctor slowly clenched his left hand into a fist.

The dripping blood stopped instantly, and the doctor then released the evil eye.

Gravity caused the Evil Eye to fall straight down, disappearing into the water without even splashing a drop.

"Everyone knows that Teyvat is ruled by seven gods who possess the power of the seven elements."

"But before the war between the demon gods, five demon gods ruled Teyvat."

"They possess power that is one level higher than the seven elements."

Chapter 177 Mondstadt! ?

"Life, death, time, space, and reason."

"Many people say that this is not a power that humans should possess..."

"But I've proven that humans can master all of this too."

The white evil eye disappeared into the water, and a slender, long curved blade slowly rose from the surface.

“Pulling you into the realm of consciousness is not just a spur-of-the-moment thing.”

"I originally thought that the incompleteness of your soul destined you to have insufficient power of consciousness..."

"I never imagined anyone could fill the void in your soul."