Genshin Impact: Teyvat Travel Guide

Human beings have always had extraordinary courage, especially madmen.

It is clear that she has no power powerful enough to crush him, and no higher status or power, but she can directly attack the supreme god of the desert in a desperate fight.

Although such a struggle in front of a powerful person is no different from a small insect shaking a tree, just like a human being will not care about the struggle of an ant, but will only be surprised that a small insect has the courage to bite itself...

Of course the Red King wouldn't care about El's assassination.

To him, it was just an assassination by a mere mortal. In front of the gods, power and means were not worth mentioning.

Of course she failed.

Because of the demon's blessing of "immortality", she was mortally wounded but survived, and because of the additional crime of assassinating a god, Hermanubis still captured her.

Then he imprisoned El in a bottomless prison underground.

El was very good at extorting favors and repaying her favors. Before being imprisoned, he stood at the door of the prison with the light behind him and looked at her.

She looked at him, her gilded eyes, which should have been the most beautiful color in the desert, filled with hatred.

"Hermanubis, Hermanubis...I saved you, can't you let me live?"

Hermanubis said nothing.

In fact, he fell into an unspeakable silence, and his thoughts seemed to be caught by something, leaving them empty, and in the end nothing was left.

He just looked at El, at least at that moment, he couldn't understand El's struggle - for ordinary people, just being locked up here is already much better than the ending of death, right?

What does "let her live" mean?

Isn't the devil's blessing that she carries "immortality"?

She will not die. Disease, injury, hunger, fatigue...all negative states will not make her die. Her body is like being forcibly imprisoned in still time.

And as long as this devil's blessing that goes deep into her soul and cannot be stripped away is still not reduced, then for her, there is a way out everywhere.

El's eyes were full of panic.

She may not realize it herself.

Her gray hair was messy and stuck to her face. She was embarrassed and downcast, and her high-spirited appearance in front of the study of strength seemed to be just an imperceptible dream.

A world of difference.

He took a few steps forward and moved his fingers uncontrollably in front of her across the prison cell.

I wanted to do something, but finally reacted suddenly, turned around and left.

Il Mavis.

No, IL.

Maybe it's best to stay here...she won't die.

If you don't die, you have a way to live.

But just as he doesn't understand why ordinary people have such ideals as dreams and courage that is rare in the world, he also naturally ignores one point -

So what if I get the devil's blessing?

Just as I thought at first, the "wishes" left by a fallen demon god would of course be accompanied by curses.

The residue is part of the negative, but not entirely the negative part.

"Wish" gave El the power of "immortality", but it did not improve her spirit and strength to the same level.

She is a real, easily broken, weak-willed ordinary person.

He had always known it, but had never been able to give it the same look.

It was natural to think that she could survive decades or hundreds of years of confinement, just like an ordinary devil taking a nap.

But how can ordinary people compare with the devil?

Ordinary people have extraordinary courage to assassinate the Red King, and ordinary people also have extraordinary vulnerability, and can be easily defeated by things that don't matter at all.

He thought he was just locked up here, and the "devil's blessing" allowed her to survive, so this place was safe in a sense.

...is safe, right?

In the long darkness, El had no idea how much time had passed.

"Hermanubis..."

El cursed his name in the underground prison and used the most vicious words he could think of at him. He went back and forth for a long time, and he listened to a lot while standing in front of the unopened door.

He was a little hesitant and a little nervous. It was hard to describe this emotion in his heart. It was as if he was affected by some external object. He simply couldn't put the matter of El behind.

As time passed, Hermanubis began to subconsciously observe ordinary people who had never paid attention before.

He had seen lost human children in the desert. The small children were not even taller than the big rock he was sitting on.

The child was sitting in the empty desert, and the night wind was blowing very cold.

The child shivered, but did not move a step.

"Dad...when will you come back...I, I'm afraid of the dark..."

Ordinary people will be frightened even in the dark of night.

Hermanubis looked at it for a while and finally thought this way.

His thoughts turned around unconsciously, and he naturally thought of another person.

IL.

Is El afraid of the dark?

No... no joke.

He remembered the time they spent together, when Il pulled him in, and it was rare that he did not do research that he considered "useless" at the time.

Because the kerosene in the lamp burned out.

El couldn't see, and unfortunately it was a dark night with no moon.

Ordinary people's vision would be shrouded in bottomless darkness, but he would not.

Darkness does not affect his vision.

At that time, she was sitting next to him, her expression a little dull, as if she was lost in some thoughts.

……right.

With his thoughts brought back, Hermanubis could think categorically that there seemed to be differences between ordinary people.

But after he reacted, he had already reached the locked door of the dungeon.

The door was solid and blocked the light tightly. He could hear the voices inside the door, but El didn't speak.

She has always used the worst words to describe him, and the most frequently used words are "running dog", "foolish loyalty" and "go to hell"...

Such curses could not cause any psychological fluctuations for him at all.

He had heard worse curses than this.

He thought maybe he shouldn't be here.

After a while, El's anger disappeared.

She fell into a long silence.

Silent and sometimes even motionless, as if his soul had been absorbed by some demon, and what was half leaning against the wall was just a body.

Until one day, through the cell door that blocked the sun, he heard a whisper with imperceptible fear.

"It's... so dark here."

El muttered.

Her voice was very hoarse. She hadn't drank water for many days. Now when she opened her mouth, it felt like she was stuck in her throat. The intonation of some words was difficult to pronounce.

Travelers along the way choked on the desert sand, but they could still say a few words.

Some time passed.

"I regret it." In the long darkness, El couldn't even shed tears. He could only stare in the direction of the door with his eyes open in vain.

She has realized that "immortality" is not a good thing.

Now that she is locked up here, the mental torture is simply making her miserable. She wanted to beg Hermanubis to let her live. No, if he had a way to kill her, maybe it would be a good idea.

The next moment, the cell door opened.

Hermanubis saw the haggard El.

The most dazzling colors of the desert no longer appeared in her eyes.

Those golden eyes were very dim, as if all emotion had been drained away.

The sun shines in.