Chapter 39: Stormterror, Dvalin

Setting their target, everyone packed their equipment and began descending the stairs. The surrounding wind elements grew denser.

The thick sadness within the wind elements made Venti uncomfortable.

After the original seal dissipated, the interior space of the tower began to open up to everyone.

Indeed, as the former dwelling of the ancient tower, the interior space of the tower was incredibly vast, almost half the size of Mondstadt itself.

Coupled with the towering height of the tower when viewed from above, one could only say that Dvalin chose this place as its nest for a reason. Only here, in such a colossal structure, could Dvalin stretch its body and have ample room to move.

As they walked on the stairs, the echoes of their footsteps reverberated.

Wang Daoyi followed everyone forward, but his gaze lingered on the surrounding walls.

The walls inside the tower were adorned with various patterns, murals, and some ancient Mondstadt text.

These remnants left by ancient Mondstadt were filled with unknown stories, making Wang Daoyi eager to explore.

Carefully recording these stories depicted on the walls in his mind, Wang Daoyi thought that when Dvalin recovered, he must come here to investigate.

"We're here!"

Diluc suddenly stopped in front.

He felt the wind elements below gradually becoming restless, indicating that Dvalin had sensed someone intruding into its nest.

The elements if Anemo surged, and a wave of sadness and pain swept over everyone, rendering them silent.

"Dvalin..."

While others could only sense sadness and pain, Venti sensed more. He felt betrayal—Dvalin felt that Mondstadt had betrayed it.

"Everyone, please!"

Venti, rarely serious, made a plea.

"Don't worry, bard, leave it to us!"

Paimon's resolute voice dispelled the melancholy mood.

"Roar~~~ Is it you, Barbatos, who brought people to hunt me down?"

Perhaps sensing Venti's presence, the azure dragon of the rift stirred up a storm, spreading violent gusts that pushed everyone back.

"Haha, looks like the bard's persuasion won't work. Let's prepare for battle!"

With a thought, a pale yellow rock shield enveloped everyone.

"Venti, we need the wind's assistance!"

Even at this moment, Venti didn't hesitate. Though he didn't want to harm Dvalin, he knew that only through battle could they have a chance to purify the tainted blood on Dvalin.

"I will let the millennia-old winds assist you, allowing you to soar in the sky!"

Venti plucked the strings of his lyre, and a gentle breeze lifted everyone up.

"Be careful, the wind can't compete with Dvalin's violent winds. Pay attention to landing at any time."

Venti shouted, then focused on controlling the wind to help everyone move.

With wind wings spread, maneuvering in the air, Diluc swung his greatsword in mid-air.

"Judgment!"

The blazing fire elements erupted instantaneously, and a huge firebird spread its wings, aiming to charge at the wind dragon in mid-air.

The wind dragon didn't evade. Between breaths, a deep cyan breath gushed out, colliding with the firebird.

The violent collision of elements caused the wind and fire to spread, throwing little Paimon out.

"Paimon, be careful!"

Lumine flashed forward, caught Paimon, and then sent her to safety beside Venti. "Paimon, hide well, don't get too close."

Though shaken, Paimon nodded sensibly, "Lumine, go help, Paimon will hide properly!"

Missed the first attack, Diluc didn't slack off. It was only a probing attack, and he didn't expect it to succeed in one hit.

Before everyone could continue attacking, the dragon roared, and the violent element of Anemo formed into wind bullets, raining down like meteors.

Unable to dodge one, Wang Daoyi was hit by a wind bullet. His rock shield flickered a few times but held firm.

It could probably withstand three hits. Wang Daoyi quickly calculated.

"My rock shield can only withstand three hits at most. Prepare to use the shield generator, don't leave a gap!"

Wang Daoyi shouted, then several rock spears were thrown out, shattering the wind bullets aimed at Xiangling.

"Xiangling, Lumine, remember the Cryo Regisvine from before, continue to cooperate!"

"Got it."

"Roger!"

The two cooperated seamlessly. In the blink of an eye, a huge fire tornado formed, roaring towards the dragon.

Seeing the fire tornado approach, the dragon could only stop gathering wind bullets. With a tilt of its head, another breath sprayed out, colliding fiercely with the fire tornado.

"A perfect opportunity!"

Diluc's eyes narrowed, immediately sensing that this was an excellent opportunity for an attack. Swinging his greatsword, another huge firebird spread its wings and flew towards the dragon.

Not only Diluc, but Wang Daoyi also reacted quickly.

With the rock spears inscribed with penetration runes following Diluc's huge firebird, they collided with the dragon's wings.

The two powerful attacks tore through the dragon's wings, and fresh dragon blood scattered in the wind.

"Roar~~"

With a painful roar, the dragon's wings were severely injured, making it difficult to maintain balance. Its body began to tilt.

"Wind Pressure Sword!!"

It was Jean. Taking advantage of the wind dragon's inability to maintain balance, Lumine seized the opportunity. With a flash, she appeared behind the dragon,

The wind eagle sword, a five-star level sword, carrying raging wind elements, fiercely pierced into the blood clot behind the dragon's back.

This time, the dragon was truly severely wounded. Enduring the pain, Dvalin flapped its wings, and its whole body spun like a top, throwing Lumine, who was on its back, away.

However, Jean, as the acting captain of the Knights of Favonius, was an experienced fighter.

Just before crashing into the wall, with a flick of her left hand at her waist, a water-gun-like tool appeared in her hand. In the next moment, a watery blue shield enveloped Lumine.

After throwing Lumine away, the dragon stopped spinning. Its large dragon eyes were full of hatred, and the anemo elements swirling around its body became even more violent.

The next second, a fierce, giant cyclone formed,

Different from Lumine's tornado, Dvalin's cyclone was larger and more violent. The cyclone howled, sweeping away everything in its path, tearing everything apart.

The controlled wind by Venti was disrupted, and everyone couldn't continue controlling the glider, only able to fall to the ground.

Achieving its goal, the  dragon immediately controlled the cyclone and swept towards everyone.

"Everyone, get close to me!!"

Lumine was already standing beside Venti, wind eagle sword held up. The originally violent airflow softened as soon as it came near Lumine.

"Anemo Archon, guide me!"

The verdant dandelion field instantly spread out, sheltering everyone within.

Unlike Dvalin's violent winds, the wind inside the dandelion field was gentle, bringing warmth.

However, outside the field, the dandelion field was equally resilient, firmly resisting the onslaught of the cyclone.

Beside the God of Anemo, the Lion of the South Wind and the Dragon of the East Wind were engaged in a battle of wind.

Unfortunately, due to the lion's young age, although they were evenly matched, the dandelion field began to be suppressed by the cyclone.

"Panyan, listen to my command!"

Golden light flashed in Wang Daoyi s eyes, and the vision at his waist blinked rapidly. A large amount of rock element was mobilized by the Law of the Raging Rocks, and a layer of golden shield appeared, merging with the dandelion field.

"This won't do, Venti, think of a way!"

The golden-green light shimmered back and forth, struggling to resist the attacks of the demigod-level creatures.

Although reluctant to attack Dvalin, Venti knew that now was not the time to be passive.

Venti's hand plucked the strings of his lyre once again,

In the next moment, a melody that could soothe the mind rang out, echoing through the tower despite the raging cyclone, reverberating within.

"I once sang above the heavens, oh wind, listen to my tale!"

As Venti's melody played, the violent airflow was calmed, and the huge cyclone created by Dvalin began to dissipate.

"Barbatos!!!"

Outside the field, Dvalin, who had fought side by side with Venti countless times, naturally recognized this power.

The Song of the Sky, soothing hearts, blowing away snowstorms, controlling the flow of wind—the favorite trick of Barbatos.

Dvalin's anger did not affect everyone.

Seeing Venti temporarily deprive Dvalin of control over the wind, everyone realized that the best opportunity had come.

(End of Chapter)