When the ice hammer smashed out the elemental cracks, Lin Jin stared at the light curtain that jumped out of the furnace: "Choose the Eyes of the Fire God/The Rock King's Spearmanship/The Eye of Imaginary Numbers——" The blacksmith's apprentice grabbed the executive's throat with his backhand: "The system will be tough on me!" The hypocrite tore off the mask of mercy, the mechanic manipulated the abyss rift, and Zhongli looked at the warehouse full of God's Hearts and fell into deep thought.
In Teyvat, where fools are choking the throat, only the sinister tyrant can tear apart the eternity made of lightning.
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