Genshin Impact: I, the Winter's Executor, am forced to work.

The two gods quickly rushed into the inner layer and saw an even more complex protection system.

The skirmisher glared, stomped his feet hard on the ground, and accelerated again.

Facing a protective layer like Dotore, a battle of wits like that of the Grass God would only waste too much time. But that doesn’t mean the skirmisher won’t get hurt. He’s just forcibly using stronger willpower to break through the opponent’s ambush.

It's like running across a minefield with your bare feet.

But he was no ordinary man... he was a god!

He completely forgot about the stinging pain in his mind. Seeing how desperately the other party was fighting, Nasita also diverted a part of her consciousness to protect him.

Lightning quickly arrived at the core area, and Scaramucci, without saying a word, punched the core.

The two Gundam characters suddenly opened their eyes and looked at Dottore, who was spitting blood, and Slice, who was lying on the ground.

"Hahaha..."

The doctor still let out a low, confident laugh.

How can you still laugh like that?

The Gundam dissipated, and the skirmisher landed gently on the ground, looking at the man who had his hands on the ground.

"Because... my goal is not to become a god... those who attempt to become gods are nothing but mediocre people who are fooled by the name of gods, cough cough."

"?"

I suspect you're insulting me.

"I strictly supervised your process of becoming a god... Do you think I wouldn't sense you running rampant in my mind?"

The stragglers fell silent.

"Whether it's God or anything else, I will prove it with my own hands and brain. Relying on external things is not in my nature."

"You two gods passed through my mental defenses, naturally leaving your marks... Hehehe. I understand... the reality of this world, and all knowledge."

He finally completed the last piece of the puzzle. In reality, his consciousness could not withstand the impact of the gods. Now, all his fragmented consciousnesses were destroyed due to side effects, and outside the dream world, they were just useless shells.

But it's all worth it, because in dreams, consciousness is the master.

"Your only goal is to gain knowledge? But now that you've lost all your power, how can you possibly contend with us?"

Nasita frowned. She could understand the experimental process, but not the reason behind it... After all, he had just gained knowledge, and now that he had lost his life, how could he possibly...?

"Hehe, don't worry, you can't completely erase my consciousness. If you want to judge me, you have to do it outside of the dream. By then, Dionysus will have already decided the outcome of his battle with the Abyss King. If Dionysus wins, he will definitely not kill me. Let's wait and see."

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“Brother Dennis.”

The younger siblings took Qin Ye's arms on either side and led him to the middle of the children.

"Brother, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Brother, where are my snacks?"

"Brother, why didn't you bring anything back from your trip this time?"

Qin Ye stood there expressionless, looking at the familiar faces around him, his gaze gradually turning cold.

The tall Valentin held Yulia in his arms, but the girl in his arms did not make a sound.

"Why, why couldn't you come back two days earlier? This way...this way..."

The boy's face contorted, and his voice became sinister and terrifying: "That way, Julia won't die!"

The children around him were enveloped in black mist, which then transformed into figures dressed in armor. Two lines of bloody tears flowed from their dark, empty eyes as they continuously cursed Qin Ye.

"..."

Black mist slowly approached from behind the man.

Even if you pretend to be all-knowing, I can tell you're angry right now, because you genuinely feel guilty about something so trivial...

Therefore, you are not suitable to be Qin Ye at all, and you can never be Qin Ye.

Only I am...

The small, childlike hand grasped into the black mist, and the palm gradually grew larger, revealing Qin Ye's original appearance.

He grabbed the Abyss King, who was trying to launch a sneak attack, with one hand and slowly spoke.

"You're dead today."

Chapter 262 What exactly am I?

The Abyss King's body was about to turn into black mist and escape, but his face was firmly held by Qin Ye. Light shone all around, illuminating the false fireplace house and dispelling all illusions.

"whispering sound."

Seeing that he could not easily unleash the power of the abyss, the Abyss King had no choice but to condense a longsword and slash upwards towards Qin Ye's armpit, intending to sever his arm.

Qin Ye reacted quickly with his other hand, reaching for the blade the same moment the opponent made a move. The light suppressed the Abyss King's power, but the blade still cut his palm, and blood flowed freely.

The hand gripping the other person's head tightened even more, as if resonating with something within the other person's brain.

"You delivered this to my doorstep yourself."

Qin Ye endured the tearing pain of his wounds and continuously projected light into the top of the other person's head.

The black mist formed by the power of the abyss was dispelled, revealing somewhat dry, brownish-yellow hair and dull black eyes.

"No...no, you can't!"

The Abyss King's words finally wavered, his tone began to tremble, and his angry shouts made him swing his sword even harder, but this time, because the blade was in Qin Ye's control, it could not cause him any more damage.

Golden light shone on the black blade, and cracks gradually appeared on the sword before it shattered with a crash.

Qin Ye suddenly pulled his hand away, and a ball of light was gradually separated from the Abyss King's mind.

Those were memories sealed in the other person's mind, and also things that truly belonged to him.

"Fool!!!"

The Abyss King severed his withered head with one hand, struggled to pull his body out of Qin Ye's palm, staggered and steadied himself. His once black head had now turned into a raging black flame.

The ball of light floated in Qin Ye's palm and quickly merged into his body.

"call..."

He breathed a sigh of relief; after all that trouble, he had finally retrieved the most important thing.

Qin Ye clenched his fist, but he didn't feel any sense of memory recovery. However, he didn't care. Since he had taken away the Abyss King's last reliance, it was equivalent to completely shattering his remaining self-esteem.

"Hehehe..."

The Abyss King suddenly burst into laughter: "As expected... even if you take it back, you won't be able to experience the so-called 'realism'..."

He waved his hand and stomped his feet hard on the ground, leaving a pair of deep footprints.

The lightsaber clashed with the abyss sword, and the powerful force dispelled the surrounding black mist, bringing the two back to the Sumeru City in their dream.

The aftershocks of the power were still spreading. The giant tree that had supported the Church of Christ had not collapsed because of the battle between Scaramucci and the others, but it was now cut in half.

"So! If it weren't for the power of light in your possession, you wouldn't have had the chance to live until now. You're a complete scoundrel, hiding behind those traitors and taking whatever you want."

The Abyss King's swordsmanship was somewhat violent and chaotic, but it temporarily suppressed Qin Ye's movements, forcing him to constantly defend.

"If that's the case, you should have had some sense of being Qin Ye over these past five hundred years, but even now, after I've taken your memories, you still haven't changed at all..."

Qin Ye raised the corners of his mouth, his words dripping with sarcasm: "Rather than saying, the power of the abyss has become even stronger?"

"You...die!"

The normal blade instantly grew into a towering giant sword, and the black mist continued to extend into the sky. If it weren't for the dream, Liyue would probably be able to watch this visual feast from afar.

In fact, these words had already shaken the Abyss King's heart. He was just hypnotizing himself, believing that his purpose in life was to prove that he was Qin Ye, and that everything he did was for this purpose.

But at this moment, Qin Ye's appearance made him seem like a joke.

"Wow...this is outrageous...Master Skirk, you..."

D'Artagnan looked back at the person lying in the ruins...

"master?"

It seems his master has left in the dream.

"..."

The boy in the red scarf swung his arms wildly and took quick strides, trying to avoid being hit by the sword.

Oh no... I should have known better than to chat with my master for so long.

He gazed at the sword blades that covered the entire dreamlike Sumeru City, and his steps gradually slowed.

Wait a minute, am I dreaming?

This was the last scene he saw in this dream.

Not only him, but also Dotole and Scaramucci were affected and blasted out of their dreams.

"..."

Scaramucci watched Nasita wave happily at him and leave early, and a surge of emotion welled up inside him.

I knew there was something fishy about Dionysus liking you so much; you really are birds of a feather!

The blade fell...

The entire dream world was turned upside down, and the original appearance of Sumeru City was no longer visible.

Pebbles floated in the sky, leaving only the purple space seemingly on the verge of collapse.

The King of the Abyss stood on the remaining rubble beneath his feet, a rock just large enough for one person to stand on. He looked around and could no longer see the figure that had driven him to grind his teeth. He laughed with relief.

"Haha...hahaha! That's what you deserve...fool!"

Suddenly, the pebbles floating in the sky transformed into a torrent in an orderly fashion, their volume gradually shrinking until they formed two rings that shot into the sky.

"what?"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Qin Ye stood in the sky, holding a black cube in his palm, his feet stepping on the void stairs, moving forward step by step.