My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

Moreover, this property is not something that life should possess, so its first reaction was an alchemical product from a laboratory.

The bizarre Scarecrow and Diluc's quadra kill ended with the Scarecrow's retreat, and none of the Mondstadt members present looked relaxed.

The enemy, a rather bizarre enemy.

Everyone mentally assessed the scarecrow, and they began to think about how to subdue the strange scarecrow if they encountered it in the real world.

The scene on the screen now resembled a combat tutorial for a Night Elf hero. No matter how you dealt with the scarecrow, it seemed to have no concept of death; injuries were essentially healed instantly.

"Where did this monster come from?"

Facing the Scarecrow Amber, who felt a headache coming on, she said, "This guy seems impossible to defeat no matter how he dies..."

"Don't worry, Klee is the Spark Knight, she'll definitely protect everyone."

If that weird scarecrow tries to bully everyone, Klee will let him taste Klee's Bouncing Bomb!

Klee's voice rang out in the area where the Mondstadt group was located, followed closely by Abedo's voice: "Exploded into powder... I don't know if the scarecrow can be restored in that situation."

However, if it were me, I would probably choose to first study the principles behind its formation, and then dissolve and melt it using the appropriate elements.

Abedo thought for a moment and then spoke. Upon hearing this, Jean's expression became somewhat subtle. She wondered what she should say in this situation. As expected of someone associated with the great adventurer Alice.

It was blasted into powder, its elements dissolved... but in that case, the monster probably wouldn't be able to revive.

If it still doesn't work when facing that monster, then I can consider tying it up and sinking it into the river.

At this moment, the Mondstadt players stirred their thoughts and began to think about how to defeat the scarecrow that did not exist in the real world.

On the other side, Diluc, watching the Scarecrow he kept defeating and resurrecting, also showed a rather troubled expression.

After thinking for a moment, he finally came up with a solution: tie the guy up and throw him into the river.

Since he possesses such powerful immortality, let him give up thinking.

At this moment, Diluc's mind was incredibly clear, and as the battle progressed, the Scarecrow on the screen seemed to realize that it was completely unable to defeat Diluc and chose to run away.

"A wise move. If it were me, I would probably be able to grasp the key point of the matter in a while, which is how to deal with that immortal scarecrow."

As Diluc watched the fleeing scarecrow, he spoke calmly, his gaze fixed intently on the screen. He was very curious about what was hidden behind this scarecrow.

Judging from the changing perspective on the screen, the scarecrow seems to be heading to its base camp.

"It failed."

The Scarecrow, returning to the temporary base, looked at the masked man and said this, while Diluc's pupils suddenly contracted in the real world.

That guy is!

At this moment, opposite the scarecrow, a masked man leisurely and casually looked at his subordinate who had failed to complete the task.

What happened in Mondstadt?

While processing the various intelligence reports on the table in front of him, the Doctor asked in a cold and emotionless tone.

In response to the Doctor's words, the Scarecrow explained, "The Night Elf heroes in Mondstadt are quite strong. If they were in normal condition, I wouldn't be a match for them."

In the Scarecrow's eyes, there is nothing shameful about admitting defeat outright, especially when the opponent is a powerful human like the Night Hero.

Meanwhile, in reality, a hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of Dr. Diluc, who was talking to the scarecrow on the screen.

PhD……

Yes, it's him.

One of the eleven executors of the Fools, an executor whose fate is closely linked to the disappearance of his father.

Her own father was also the owner of the system, and because he knew many scenes of the future, he did many things that she could not understand.

For example, he made himself call his sworn brother Kaiya his sworn brother. According to his father, this was the normal course of history.

However, Diluc didn't care about the original history. In his memory, his father's last appearance was in the early stages of preparing to negotiate with the Doctor.

"Diehard the Night Hero... Heh, if it's him, your strength in your normal state is indeed lacking. Compared to vitality and such, what you lack more right now is offensive capabilities."

Without saying a word, the doctor on the screen gave his comments, knowing everything about his creation, the scarecrow.

"Where did you come from to lure this immortal scarecrow into the Fools' Clan?"

Looking at the scarecrow on the screen, the young master in the real world asked in a somewhat subtle tone, "Doctor's subordinate seems quite useful."

That ability to remain immortal is simply an excellent pawn in battle, capable of stalling for time against powerful enemy fighters. If he could hold off the Seven Stars of Liyue for a short period of time...

The young master had already begun to fantasize about seizing the Heart of God.

Chapter 798: Diluc: Why does this enemy feel like a lunatic in an asylum?

Boom!

Like a roaring beast, violent thunder resounded in the sky, and the dark clouds that had long lingered above Mondstadt began to pour down rain, seemingly preparing to cleanse the land of its sins.

"Scarecrow, get out of this city! You won't tarnish my ideals, Diluc's ideals!"

Diluc's eyes opened to their limit, and a blood-red light shone within them, the crimson glow particularly striking amidst the torrential rain.

"Diluc is the Night Elf hero?"

While people in the real world were still processing the news, the scarecrow on the screen looked up at the sky, letting the rain wash over its terrifying face.

"Your ideal? Diluc, drown in your ideal!"

This sinful city is beyond saving, Diluc. You're still as foolish as we were last time we met.

"A hero of the night? You don't seem like a hero of the night anymore; you're more like a mental patient."

The scarecrow looked at Diluc with a disappointed tone and then rushed towards the night hero who was used to being accompanied by the darkness of Mondstadt.

"A mentally ill... patient? This guy really dares to say that, but Mondstadt is not some city of sin, I know that all too well."

In the real world, Diluc looked at the scarecrow on the screen and shook his head, disagreeing with its words, while the battle in the torrential rain on the screen continued.

Seeing Diluc's moves on the screen that seemed somewhat familiar, Batman, who had just entered the scene due to a minor accident, frowned.

"This kind of technique... is the person on the screen my counterpart from another world?"

Bruce Wayne, codenamed Batman, looked at Diluc and muttered to himself, "Lately, I've had a bad feeling about this."

Meanwhile, Hal, who was in the same private room as him and also a member of the same alliance, stared at Diluc on the screen and said in an unexpected tone:

"It seems this Batman from another world is more active than the one in our world?"

"The future development of this world is still very valuable for us to learn from. Perhaps we can get some insight into the next crisis from this world."

Clark, with her perfect proportions, spoke up, saying that after receiving information related to herself, they chose to come to this movie theater together.

As Batman, who hadn't seen the previous plot, was trying to predict the timeline of that world, the battle on the screen was also nearing its end.

"Tell me, who sent you!"

With his right hand gripping the scarecrow's throat, Diluc, his eyes flashing red, asked in a threatening tone.

"This power has already awakened... Hmph, Diluc, you only have the advantage over me in terms of status."

If I had your financial resources, I wouldn't need to be a part-time work emperor holding multiple jobs at the same time. Hmph, but you won't be smug for long.

"Fate's gifts always come with a price, Diluc. My boss and your father asked me to pass on a message to you."

The Scarecrow's voice was completely unaffected by the choking, and he stared intently at Diluc, speaking in a somewhat resentful tone.

"My father is dead, so you chose the scarecrow!"

Diluc felt he was about to lose his composure upon hearing Scarecrow's words, and with a murderous tone, he increased the pressure on his right hand.

Unfortunately, the scarecrow in front of him had long since ceased to be human, so even if its neck was snapped, it wouldn't be a fatal injury to it.

"Don't rush, Diluc, the righteous one. Let me finish what I have to say to you first~"

The scarecrow seemed oblivious to the gravity of the situation, maintaining a relaxed tone even as Diluc choked him.

"Justice...man? Is this the title of Batman's counterpart in that world? It really does seem a bit strange to pair it with him."

As he watched the images of DC heroes on the screen, The Flash instinctively spoke up, only to feel a cold gaze upon him the next second.

That was... Batman's disapproving look!

The Flash immediately figured out the source of the gaze, and Diluc on the screen unleashed the terrifyingly vast magical power of the Eye of God.

"What kind of power is this? My soul is being pierced!"

The scarecrow had lost its previous confidence, while Diluc stretched out his right hand into the space beside him and a green-toned memory appeared in his hand.

"Cyclone!"

As the sound effects began, Diluc, the Scarecrow, uttered the declaration of judgment: "Sarcasm, count your sins!"

Scarecrow, you have failed this city. It is time to drown your sinful soul in the moat of Mondstadt.

Diluc made a ruthless declaration, while Batman's disapproving gaze was fixed on the screen.

That counterpart from another world... seems to have no bottom line?

If I keep killing, what's the difference between me and those supervillains? One day I'll completely fall into depravity.

After Batman's disapproving gaze shifted away, the Flash, who had averted his eyes from staring at Batman, inexplicably felt much more relaxed.

Did he look away?

In the watchtower's private communications, the Flash sent a private message to Green Lantern, who was not far away.

Meanwhile, not far from the Justice League, Shotaro in the audience was slightly taken aback: "That memory... could it be that it's half of that world W?"

Philip, standing next to Shotaro, nodded and said:

"That world should be somewhat related to our world, after all, Oma Zi-O is too similar to a character I saw in a movie before called Oma Zi-O."

"It was never me who let this city down, it was you. What I did was to give this city what it truly wanted, and to give it true freedom!"

The soul of this city calls to me, calls to me to liberate it, calls to me to set it free, calls to me to plunge it into darkness!

The scarecrow spoke in a sickly voice, and Diluc's lips twitched slightly as he watched the performance of his potential future enemy on the screen.

Wait a minute, why does this enemy look so much like a mental patient who just came out of an asylum?

For this reason... would you really choose to be your own enemy?

Well, this should just be a special case. It's not incomprehensible that a mentally ill person would appear in a place as big as Mondstadt.