He changed Tiwat

The power accumulated on the sundial, guided by the musical notes, transformed into a long ribbon, meandering around Han Fulai and Youla like a river.

Wendy sang an ancient ballad:

"I give you nameless flowers, so that the spring you have never experienced may not be meaningless to you."

"May you repay me with hope and smiles, and together we welcome the day when the fierce winds cease."

In an era when towering tyrants looked down upon the masses, those who yearned for freedom called upon one another in this way. Those who sought courage and dreamed of standing tall wove the unknown, using this as their code.

The once lonely and fragile flowers bloom in the wind, gradually covering the mountains ravaged by raging storms. In this way, the once indifferent and rootless subjects who drifted with the tide became proud and fearless heroes.

The king, frowning and self-possessed atop the tower, grew ever smaller and more timid, no longer able to quell the surging tide of anger.

"I give you a nameless flower, may it crown you and me with the name of heroes, to protect the spring and the blue sky."

"May the morning glow transform into a spirit, accompanying you and me, as we wander in the truly carefree gentle breeze."

Amidst the ruins of the ancient spire, and the cheers, songs, and tears of those who have been reborn, a red-haired warrior, his back turned to the newborn god, disappears into the crowd like a raindrop in a wave.

He was a pioneer who used wind-blown flowers to deliver secret messages, weaving the dawn in the long, dark night before sunrise. His name has long been lost to the flow of time. But his deeds continue to be sung in poems.

A thousand years later, another red-haired knight followed in his footsteps, illuminating the dark history of the royal family and nobility...

"Before dawn arrives, someone must light up the darkness a little."

These words were like a giant hammer, smashing open the city gates that imprisoned memories.

Yura experienced for the first time the kind of headache that Han Fulai had experienced before.

Countless memories burst forth in my mind, swelling to the point of madness.

She remembered.

I recalled the wind wall outside the "Eagle Gate," where a fiery phoenix crashed through it...

I'm reminded of that red-haired "Night Hero"...

I remembered the day she made up her mind to find herself a "fiancé"...

That day, on the message board of "Cat's Tail Tavern," she saw this sentence—

"For the sake of the future, we cannot indulge in beautiful dreams. Or rather, in order to give people the luxury of indulging in beautiful dreams, someone must wake up and face the darkness before dawn."

She also remembered who she was.

She is Yura Lawrence.

Chapter 328 My poem will endure forever, ensuring your eternal fame. [4k]

In the sky, the dragon Dulin spewed out black poisonous clouds from its mouth, extinguishing the fire phoenix that had just pierced the darkness.

The sudden appearance of the fire phoenix almost set the sky ablaze, giving Dulin a real fright—as a "child" that had only recently been born, it was curious about everything new in the world, and such a large "firework" had already aroused its great interest.

Its gaze finally shifted to the tiny creatures on the ground that should have been ignored.

Dulin saw Yura.

Yura, however, did not go to see Dulin.

When Yura regained consciousness, the first thing she noticed wasn't the enormous demonic dragon, but... the "spirit behind her" floating beside her.

The "spirit behind" was pointing one hand to the sky, looking very proud and confident. It was clear that the phoenix with amazing special effects was this person's creation.

Yura covered her face.

"Why did I dream about him again..."

And he even struck a pose in his dream... well, he actually looked pretty handsome...

Han Fulai tilted his head slightly. At this moment, "North Wind Knight" Rustan had disappeared, and standing next to him was the familiar "Wave Knight".

It seems that Yura has completely rediscovered herself in her dream.

However, he is now more interested in something else.

"'Again'... Miss Yura has dreamed about me before?"

"Yes, ever since you carried me back to the hotel that day, I've been dreaming about you constantly these past few days." — You couldn't say something like that even if you tore Yura's mouth apart.

So Yura wisely pretended not to hear his question: "So... what's going on now?"

"You should remember me telling you that the Wind God would give you a trial, right?" Han Fulai asked in return.

Yura nodded.

Han Fulai pointed at the demonic dragon Dulin, which was rushing towards them.

"Defeating the dragon Dulin in this trial realm is the test from the Wind God."

Although his explanation was very brief, it was enough for Yura.

The memories that belonged to Rustan were still lingering in her mind. When Han Fulai said that, she immediately understood why she had such a strange dream.

This must be the trial I mentioned before, the one that the daughter of the Gunnhildr family also passed, right? A mysterious realm that can bewitch the mind, and dangerous monsters... It was indeed a very difficult trial.

Even if it's difficult, she will rise to the challenge.

The first thing to do is to face the enemy.

In the Dragonspine Mountains, Yura had once experienced the might of Dulin, and she still remembered the chilling fear it instilled. Even now, in her dream, the might of the demonic dragon Dulin was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, making one want to bow down and kneel in submission.

This is the absolute suppression of a lower-level creature by a superior dragon—even though the dragon Dulin didn't actually have any fighting spirit at this moment, and was just curious to take a look... but when its gaze fell on the lower-level creature, it was equivalent to a "boss down!" in the courtroom!

The dragon's oppressive aura had no effect on Han Fulai, who was merely a consciousness—in fact, even if his true body were there, he probably wouldn't be able to sense the so-called "dragon's might." Demon gods or magical beasts, they were never considered "superior" beings in his mind... they were all just materials once they entered the weekly dungeon...

"So, are you confident in becoming a dragon-slaying warrior?" Han Fulai asked with a smile.

Yura's response was a muffled groan.

The "mark of solid ice" reappeared once again on her smooth back.

How can ice that even time cannot melt fear a mere demonic dragon?

In the snow-capped mountains, she dared to wield her sword against Dulin's remnant soul, and here she would do the same. Even if she were to face a true demonic dragon, she would never run away.

The "Dark Alley Flash" that belonged to Rustan is no longer there; in its place is the "When the Pine Sounds" that Yura usually uses.

An ordinary longsword cannot unleash Yura's full potential; the "Wave Knight" should naturally be wielded with this greatsword that resembles a wave.

The demonic dragon instantly flew above the two of them, and a torrent of black, poisonous rain fell.

Han Fulai clasped his hands together and uttered the phrase "as stable as a rock."

A shimmering jade shield suddenly appeared on Yura's body.

In reality, the putrid poison from the abyss would be the natural nemesis of the Jade Shield, as it would rapidly erode the light dimension power that maintains the Jade Shield. But this is Yura's dream, and Yura only remembers that the shield possessed by this "successor of the Emperor" of Liyue can help her withstand all attacks, so blocking these black rains is naturally no problem.

The black, poisonous rain struck the jade shield's barrier, sliding down like real rain.

Han Fulai was very satisfied with the effect of Yu Yuzhang's shield.

In fact, he does not have any immortal power now. This jade shield comes entirely from his "word power" and Yura's "wish power".

The dream's owner is Yura, and Yura subconsciously believes that he possesses whatever abilities he has.

Moreover, this wasn't the first time he had experienced a battle similar to a dream – before, when facing the Rouran's "Flow Fantasy Sword," he had relied on Keqing's faith in him to pull off a "God said, 'Let there be light,'" and now he was just copying the same move.

Similarly, Yura, the owner of the dream, also possesses the power to slay the demonic dragon.

If she truly believes that she can do it, she definitely can.

However, Han Fulai couldn't say that to Yura.

If you say it out loud, Yura might have some doubts in her heart. It's better to let her think of it as a secret trial that the two of them are facing together.

The current approach, allowing Yura to naturally engage in the battle she envisioned, is just right.

The dragon in the sky was even more astonished, and became very interested in the two humans on the ground. It was the first time it had ever seen such tiny creatures as humans stare at it without fear, and even remain unmoved by its putrefactive poison... Wouldn't such creatures be the most suitable "playmates"?

The dragon let out a low roar—which, roughly translated, means, "Would you like to play with me?"

It came to Mondstadt only to see that beautiful fellow human...

Unfortunately, humans who couldn't understand the language couldn't comprehend the dragon's "goodwill."

—In history, the dragon Dulin was also dragged to the Dragonspine Mountains by a strange human. It thought that the human who had attracted its attention with wind blades was going to play with it... However, its "play" was the most terrible destruction for the human.

Yura raised her "When the Pine Trees Sing" and whispered to Han Fulai beside her, "Do you have any way to create a foothold for me in the air? Or... shoot this dragon down?"

Han Fulai smiled, "Of course. Watch me bring it down with a meteorite."

He was like a genie in a lamp who had received a wish, snapping his fingers towards the sky.

"The heavens and the myriad phenomena are in motion!"

A meteorite larger than a dragon's head suddenly appeared from the void.

—Yura, who was in Mondstadt, had also witnessed the terrible meteor shower two weeks ago, as well as the people who had fallen into a deep sleep due to the impact of the meteorite.

Dulin fell from the sky with a bewildered expression (if it could make a face), almost causing a major earthquake upon impact... Since Yura had never seen a true "celestial phenomenon," this celestial star did not have a petrifying effect, but such a large rock would make anyone dizzy for a while if it hit them on the head, including dragons.

Amidst the earth's tremors, Yura, who was already prepared, seized the best opportunity.

"Cold and noble, unafraid of raging flames; resilient and composed, unshakable."

She recited the Lawrence family motto, which had been passed down for 2,600 years, once again—even though she was now perhaps the only Lawrence family member practicing it.

The will of warriors who cut through the wind and snow was inherited by their descendants. The complete "Ice Seal" spread out like wings on Yura's shoulders and back, and the greatsword in her hand was once again covered with eternal frost.

A glint of cold light appeared in Yura's pale golden eyes. In her "Cold Heart" state, Yura completely isolated herself from the influence of Dulin's dragon might.

Yura's blue figure leaped high into the air like a wave, her greatsword slashing towards the still dizzy dragon.

"Ice waves... raging waves!"

The "Sword of Light of Condensation" suddenly appeared beside Yura.

The maximum duration of her bloodline activation that she can control is seven seconds.

Within those seven seconds, she had to unleash a power capable of slaying the dragon—Yura didn't really know if she could do it, after all, the remnants of Dulin in the snow mountain had once been hit by this move but had been resurrected... but she decided to give it her all.

It wasn't just her all-out effort, but also her sword.

As she rushed forward, Yura sang her battle song—

"Toss the dented iron coins to the singers and poets from afar,"

He presented the bouquet to the girl.

A bitter drink that will bring tears to your eyes.

Dedicated to the irretrievable yesterday, let our songs be a gift to the future.

This battle song is titled "The Song of Rebellion: Raising the Flag".

In Mondstadt's past, during the reigns of the Lone King in the Tower and the noble royal family, rulers banned certain chords and melodies—because perceptive people could sense rebellious signals in the music of bards and singers, and songs and hymns were indeed used as a means of communication for protesters.

The song Yura was talking about was once sung by revolutionaries to overthrow the Lawrence family's rule. As a rebel against the Lawrence family, Yura was indeed very suitable for this song... And even more suitable was the fact that the "When the Pine Sounds" sword in her hand also came from a rebel against the Lawrence family, a rebel under the command of Kryuzrid Lawrence.

The Ice Element Eye of God hanging on Yura's epaulettes shone brightly, its power surging wildly into the "When the Pine Trees Resound" in her hand.

The azure longsword seemed to be awakened by the song, gleaming with an eerie light from its encased solid ice. Suddenly, several musical notes leaped from the greatsword, swirling around Yura like a blessing from the wind god, making her movements even faster.

The dragon's most vulnerable neck was struck by the greatsword, and the black scales, harder than iron, emitted a chilling sound—but could not break through the scales' defense.

Yura seemed to have anticipated this, and undeterred, she unleashed her "Layered Wave Attack." Her feet moved in a dance-like fashion, causing her greatsword to spin and tumble. Her sword speed increased wave after wave, creating a roaring sound as it struck the dragon's body.

Yura continued singing even during the battle.

—During the period of royal rule, the church that worshipped the wind god was split into two factions:

The Church of the Wind God, which accompanied kings and nobles, drank together, overthrew idols, and composed hymns and sacred songs;

And the Church of the West Wind, which consists of saints without the title of clergy.

Those true believers of the wind god walked through the streets and outside the high walls, drinking cheap liquor, blessing commoners and slaves according to the original scriptures circulating in people's hands and the words carried by the wind, composing poems and songs that were not allowed.

They used the eagle emblem to communicate with each other, waiting for their opportunity.

When the foreign gladiators rose up with the awakening of the wind god and raised the banner of rebellion, the elder saint known as the "Nameless Shepherd" quickly mobilized the true followers of the "West Wind Church," raising this "when the pine tree sounds" in battle and singing the signal of national salvation with blood.

"Leave the sharp metal pieces for battles worth sacrificing your life for."

Leave the gallows to the petty thief.

Sharpen the rusty arrowheads.

"Wait until the pine trees begin to rustle, then shoot that hypocrite down!"