Lumine launched her attack against the Abyss Mages, striking directly at one of their elemental shields. Though the first blow didn’t break through entirely, it shaved off a significant portion, causing visible panic among the Mages.
“Oh, so you think I’m weak, huh?”
With a scowl, Lumine charged forward, her frustration spilling into her words. “Underestimating me? Not making me your priority target? That’s your biggest mistake!”
“Your doom is already written in the skies above Teyvat!”
Raising her dragon-horned sword, Lumine cleaved it into the water-element Abyss Mage’s shield.
The sword, crafted from an array of rare materials, radiated an unusual power.
Perhaps it was due to the chaotic mix of components—Teyvat’s finest treasures: Dvalin’s dragonhorn, Abyssal ichor from within his body, the Feather of the East Wind, Boreas’ wolf hair, and shards of Cryo crystals.
Now, in Lumine’s hands, this blade had become a unique instrument of elemental destruction.
Even now, a single strike from Lumine’s sword could tear through nearly half of an Abyss Mage’s shield.
Caught off guard, the Abyss Mages teleported away from her, attempting to regroup. In the next instant, a swarm of Hilichurls and Mitachurl Berserkers surged toward Lumine and Paimon, surrounding them.
Above them, ice shards, fireballs, and water bubbles began materializing, converging on the trio of Jia Changjiang, Lumine, and Paimon in a coordinated barrage.
“Lumine! Paimon! Mr. Jax!”
Jean, noticing the dire situation, shouted in alarm and began moving to assist. “Be careful! It’s dangerous—”
Before Jean could reach them, a figure emerged from the sky, descending with wings of flame.
In the eyes of the Knights of Favonius, a masked figure with blazing red hair plummeted like a meteor, engulfed in searing flames.
The Darknight Hero had arrived.
Clutching a burning Favonius Greatsword, Diluc struck the battlefield with a fiery explosion. The flames consumed a water-element Abyss Mage, instantly interrupting the formation of the water bubbles beneath Jia Changjiang and Lumine, giving them crucial time to react.
Diluc’s arrival invigorated the Knights further, their spirits bolstered as they saw him wield the emblematic weapon of their order—the Favonius Greatsword.
Jia Changjiang, meanwhile, took advantage of the brief lull to shove a Mitachurl Berserker in front of him, using it as a shield to absorb the incoming hail of ice shards and fireballs.
As the barrage ended, Diluc joined Jia Changjiang without a word, clearing the surrounding Hilichurls with swift, fiery sweeps of his blade. Then, without hesitation, Diluc turned his attention to the Abyss Mages, charging straight at their spellcasters.
Though Diluc’s intervention didn’t deter the towering Frostarm Lawachurl, Jia Changjiang understood—this fight was his to handle.
The Abyss Mages were now Lumine and Diluc’s problem.
With his task clear, Jia Changjiang hefted his axe and launched himself at the Frostarm Lawachurl once more. The beast roared in fury, its earlier skirmish with Jia Changjiang having ignited its ire.
The two combatants, fueled by raw physical might, collided with earth-shaking force.
“Ah… the Darknight Hero has arrived as well…”
Despite the disruption to their plans, the Abyss Mages seemed unfazed. Their primary targets were all present on the battlefield.
Chanting incantations, they summoned more Hilichurls through portals, directing the reinforcements toward their enemies and Mondstadt’s defenders.
The plan was simple: exhaust their opponents’ stamina with waves of Hilichurls, then strike a decisive blow.
This time, the Abyss Order vowed, Mondstadt would fall.
They would overturn the dominion of the Seven Archons, repaying the gods for the calamities they had inflicted on the world.
To clear the path, the so-called “stones and insects” obstructing their grand design had to be crushed.
The otherworldly intruder, Jia Changjiang? The Abyss Mages had already analyzed him.
His body contained no inherent power. The overwhelming strength he had displayed in the past was merely borrowed from external sources.
In their eyes, Jia Changjiang was nothing more than a mortal—one with less than a century of life to live. What could someone like him possibly achieve?
The Abyss Mage cast a disdainful glance at Jia Changjiang, who was locked in a ferocious battle with the Frostarm Lawachurl.
To the Mage’s surprise, Jia Changjiang glanced in their direction, his lips curling into a grim smile—one filled with menace.
The sight gave the Abyss Mage pause.
Why is he smiling?
A powerless mortal dependent on external strength, what reason does he have to grin so defiantly?
What is he—
Before the Mage could finish their thought, a streak of fiery light descended from the heavens, growing larger with every passing second.
It exploded on impact.
BOOM!
The fiery detonation shattered the Abyss Mage’s ice-elemental shield, scorching their body and drawing a pained scream.
Before they could recover, their voice was silenced by the cold steel of a greatsword piercing their chest.
“Ka… ka…”
The Abyss Mage’s gaze rose to meet the fiery red eyes of Diluc, whose expression was as cold as ice.
Confusion clouded the Mage’s final moments. Where had that explosive attack come from?
Their answer came as their fading vision caught sight of the Mondstadt city walls.
Standing atop the battlements, Amber steadied herself with one foot on the edge, her new weapon aimed precisely at the battlefield. Beside her, Klee stood ready, supplying the weapon with her fiery elemental power.
“Direct hit on the first shot!” Amber exclaimed triumphantly.
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