Genshin Impact: Traveling to Navilette, Fu Fu, here I come

Chapter 834: Eliminate death, the power of ancient dragon!

There was a bright light around his body. The blue light of water element, the purple light of the abyss and the red light of the throne of the God of Fire intertwined with each other, forming a gorgeous and mysterious picture.

In the light, his figure was like a majestic god, emitting an awe-inspiring sacred majesty, as if he controlled the fate of all things in the world.

Under the pressure of Villette's powerful force, the mysterious power hidden within the crown gradually revealed its true nature. It was a cold and dead power that seemed to be able to ruthlessly devour all life in the world.

Feeling this power, Villette's expression changed slightly, a flicker of alarm and surprise in his eyes. He immediately withdrew, his heart filled with shock: The power of death, the ruler of death! How could His power reside in the throne of the God of Fire? No, perhaps He had already noticed something was wrong with the throne.

Thinking of this, Villette did not dare to delay for a moment and made a prompt decision to use the power of the abyss as the main force to wipe out the power left by the Ruler of Death as soon as possible.

He concentrated all his energy and immersed his consciousness in the confrontation with this mysterious force.

Under his control, the power of the abyss was like an extremely sharp blade that could cut through iron like mud, precisely cutting the energy, peeling it off and decomposing it bit by bit.

Each cut was accompanied by a violent energy fluctuation. The surrounding air seemed to be thrown into a heavy bomb, buzzing and causing the space to distort slightly.

That force was unwilling to dissipate and launched a crazy counterattack.

The flames around the throne suddenly soared to dozens of meters high, and the flames were mixed with a black aura, like a black poisonous snake with bared fangs and claws, rushing towards Villette viciously.

This black aura carried strong corrosive and cursed power. Wherever it went, the ground was quickly corroded into deep pits. The surrounding objects were instantly reduced to dust, and even the light seemed to be swallowed up by this dark force.

A shimmering purple light enveloped Navilet, instantly forming a solid shield that blocked the incoming flames and curse. Knowing the dangers of this power, Navilet dared not slack off, continuing to increase the output of the abyssal power.

After constant wear and tear, the power finally vanished. In its place, a tiny trace of power emanated the power of death.

Although this power is small, it contains a heart-pounding aura, as if it is an invisible hand reaching out from the dark abyss, which may bring endless disasters at any time.

Witnessing this scene, a hint of curiosity welled up in Villette's heart. Why did that guy leave his authority in the Vulcan Throne? Was there some other unknown secret?

But after a moment's thought, Villette gave up the idea of ​​further investigation. What if there was a trap? He couldn't fall into unknown danger because of his momentary curiosity. After all, there were more important things waiting for him to complete.

The most important thing at the moment was to destroy the Vulcan Throne. He gripped the throne tightly with both hands, mobilizing all the strength in his body, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

At this moment, the throne seemed to sense the impending destruction, emitting a low humming sound. This humming sound, like an ancient and mysterious spell, echoed across the desolate battlefield, carrying a sense of desperate struggle. It attempted to summon the elemental power of the surrounding environment to resist, and the surrounding air began to violently fluctuate.

Navillade sensed the throne's resistance, but remained unmoved. He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength in his hands, and exerted force, attempting to crush the crown.

The muscles in his hands were tense, veins bulging, as if they contained the boundless power to create the universe. However, the throne was so solid that even Villette, with such great strength, could not shake it for a moment.

Where his hands touched the throne, dazzling sparks erupted, and powerful forces collided with each other, emitting a deafening roar that seemed to shatter the silence of the entire world. But the throne remained firmly in his hands, showing no signs of damage, like an unshakable mountain.

Seeing this, Navilette acted decisively and used the power of the abyss to continuously erode the surface of the throne.

The power of the abyss was like highly corrosive acid, rapidly penetrating into every crevice of the throne and ruthlessly destroying its external defenses.

The light on the surface of the throne gradually dimmed under the erosion of the power of the abyss, and tiny cracks appeared on its surface.

These cracks spread like a spider web, extending from the edge of the throne to the center. Each crack was like a hole torn by the dark power, gradually weakening the defense of the throne.

Villette continued to increase the strength in his palms, holding the throne tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to inject all his strength into it and crush it into powder.

Under the pressure of these two forces, tiny cracks gradually appeared on the throne. Faint light flickered in these cracks, as if the power within the throne was leaking out, or like the dawn of hope struggling in the darkness.

Seeing the cracks appear, Villette seized upon the opportunity, directly mobilizing the power of the abyss to strengthen his physique and elevate his strength to a new level. He poured the combined mighty force into the cracks like a tide. The powerful force raged through the cracks, continuously impacting the structure of the throne, attempting to completely destroy it.

With a crisp "click" sound, the cracks spread rapidly, and cracks appeared on the throne, as dense as a spider web.

These cracks grew larger and larger, eventually splitting the crown into countless smaller pieces. The power within the throne could no longer maintain its balance and instantly erupted.

A powerful energy shock wave spread out from the crown, causing the surrounding ground to tremble violently and raising a cloud of dust.

Finally, with a loud bang, the throne completely shattered, turning into countless tiny fragments that then transformed into tiny starlight and disappeared into the air. These fragments flickered with a faint light, like the stars twinkling in the night sky, and gradually dissipated into the air.

Each fragment carries the former glory and power of the Vulcan Throne, but now it has been reduced to nothing under the powerful force of Villette and become the dust of history.

After the throne was shattered, the power of fire imprisoned within it was completely released.

The power of fire is like a phoenix that has escaped from its cage, flying happily and emitting a fiery and powerful force.

After it sensed the power of fire in Navillae's body, it all rushed into Navillae's body.

With the entry of the power of fire, the magic circle in Villette's body suddenly emitted a red light.