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Chapter 82 - Chapter 082: Please, Lend Me Your Power (3/5)

"Osaial!!!"

"You should never have hurt Father!!!"

Accompanied by the furious roar of Azhdaha, the Dragon King.

That colossal tail, towering like a world-supporting tree, dragged with it a sky full of icy frost as it slammed straight into Osaial's island-sized body.

Osaial's true form—part stingray, part colossal whale—shuddered violently the instant it took the hit.

Its massive body nearly toppled across the frozen sea.

The terrifying Cryo power surging through Osaial's tail could already be considered the most fearsome ice-element divine force beneath the Cryo Archon herself.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of Osaial's body was frozen solid.

"ROAR—!!!"

The dragon's roar shook the frozen skies above Guyun Stone Forest.

How could Dvalin and Durin possibly miss such a perfect opening?

Back in ancient times, the dragon Durin was infamous as the Poison Dragon.

The blood he spilled was so corrosive that it tormented Dvalin for five hundred years, forcing him to endure unending agony.

And now—

Durin opened his abyss-like maw.

Pitch-black toxins, condensed from the power of the ley lines, poured down from the heavens.

At the same time, raging gales swept the battlefield.

Three colossal tornadoes pierced the sky.

The moment they touched the black dragon breath, they were instantly dyed jet-black, transforming into corrupted cyclones that tore toward the frozen Osaial.

"BOOM—!!!"

The toxic downpour spread across Osaial's body.

The poison-laced tornadoes ravaged his frozen flesh without mercy.

"Woooo—!!!"

A mournful, agonized whale-like cry echoed through heaven and earth.

Osaial was a god born from the purest Hydro element in the world.

Yet at this moment, his body was not only tainted by the filth of the Abyss,

but also being eaten away by Durin's venom.

Even if he somehow survived this battle, he would still die slowly in unbearable torment.

After all… Durin's poison had already fused with his very being.

And then—

"Awooo—!!!"

A sharp howl rang out as another piercing blast of frigid wind swept in.

The remaining half of Osaial's unfrozen body was instantly sealed in ice.

The North Wind Wolf King had made his move.

A breath of frost—

freezing Osaial completely.

"RUMBLE—!!!"

Above Liyue, rolling black clouds churned violently.

They were now stained an eerie purplish-red by countless writhing bolts of lightning.

Standing atop Andrius's head, Lisa raised her grimoire high, her lips murmuring a powerful incantation.

The next instant—

"CRASH—!!!"

Countless lightning serpents poured down from the heavens.

Each massive bolt shattered the ice encasing Osaial's body, drilling straight into his toxin-ridden core.

"Woooo—!!!"

The anguished cry stabbed into everyone's ears.

The onlookers stared at the battlefield in stunned silence.

No one could have imagined that the once-arrogant and tyrannical Osaial would be driven into such desperate misery.

"That witch… she's incredibly strong…"

Rosalyne murmured, shaken by the storm of lightning.

As a witch herself, she knew—

Lisa would undoubtedly rank among the very top within the Hexenzirkel.

"Of course~"

"If big sister ever went all out, she'd absolutely be Mondstadt's little Thunder Archon~"

A familiar voice reached their ears.

Only then did they realize—Lin Mo had awakened.

Golden and emerald light still shimmered around his body, traces of shattered runes drifting in the air.

"Dad!"

Klee instantly threw herself into Lin Mo's arms.

"Rostam… are you alright?"

Rosalyne asked with concern.

Not just her—everyone present looked at Lin Mo anxiously.

"I'm fine," Lin Mo nodded.

"In fact… I feel stronger than ever before."

As he spoke, his gaze drifted toward the cliffs along the shore.

Venti had just put away the Lyre of the Sky and waved at him happily.

Lin Mo turned his eyes again—

At the peak of Mt. Tianheng, he could faintly see a man in black-and-gold robes gazing back at him.

Lin Mo understood.

The Geo Archon, Morax.

The Anemo Archon, Barbatos.

They had lent him the very source of their divine power.

At this moment, Lin Mo possessed not only the strength of every body from his hundred reincarnations,

but also the primordial power of the two oldest Archons in all of Teyvat.

Slowly, Lin Mo stood up from the kitsune's back.

"Everyone… we can't just watch our companions fight alone on the front lines."

"Lord Lin Mo… you don't mean to—"

Ganyu seemed to sense something.

Lin Mo did not answer.

Wrapped in divine power, he slowly rose into the air.

All eyes followed him as he ascended, bathed in intertwined gold and green light.

Then—

Lin Mo clenched his right hand and pressed it gently against his chest.

The wind began to stir.

A golden-and-emerald hilt slowly emerged from his chest.

Lin Mo grasped it firmly, as if drawing a blade from his very soul.

"This is…"

The sight instantly reminded Yae Miko of that strike that had split Yashiori Island in two—

the strongest slash in the world: Musou no Hitotachi.

"Whooo—!!!"

The wind grew fiercer.

As Lin Mo slowly pulled the hilt free, the winds of heaven and earth were drawn toward him.

They surged into the sky, converging on the figure wrapped in golden and green radiance.

"Everyone… please lend me your strength."

The moment his words fell—

"Oh—my fire butterflies…"

The Pyro butterflies that accompanied Hu Tao caught the wind, fluttering toward Lin Mo's blade.

"Rostam… whatever you need, I'll give you everything…"

Crimson wings unfurled behind Rosalyne.

In that instant, countless fire moths burst forth, flying without hesitation toward the blade in Lin Mo's hand.

Everyone understood his intent.

"Lord Lin Mo…"

Xiao removed the mask at his waist.

Streams of black and green light surged forth—the combined power of an adeptus and the Yaksha.

At the same time, an Ice Mist Flower and an icy lotus intertwined as they rose into the sky—

the Cryo power of Ganyu and Eula.

"Lord Lin Mo, please accept it."

"Our strength is yours to wield."

Cloud Retainer and Moon Carver spoke in turn, sending their adeptal energy soaring upward.

As power poured in, the blade continued to emerge from Lin Mo's chest.

Now, the blade itself was visible.

Beyond gold and green, it now shimmered with fiery crimson and crystalline frost.

The wind roared louder still.

"RUMBLE—!!!"

Thunder exploded across the heavens.

The eye of the storm—once centered on Osaial—slowly shifted, moving directly above Lin Mo.

The howling winds drowned out all other sound.

Even those battling Osaial felt it.

They turned instinctively.

When they saw the terrifying energies converging on Lin Mo, they understood.

"CRASH—!!!"

Lightning entwined with lightning, surging into Lin Mo's body, cloaking the divine blade in thunder.

Emerald gales swept up Durin's poison,

wrapping it tightly and rushing toward Lin Mo, staining the blade an eerie black.

"ROAR—!!!"

Azhdaha let out a thunderous bellow.

"Children!!!"

"Offer your strength!!!"

Across the frozen battlefield of Guyun Stone Forest, four elements surged skyward—

Water.

Fire.

Ice.

Lightning.

The Geo Vishap horde.

Ancient Geo Vishaps.

Azhdaha himself.

All sent their elemental power into the sky.

The four elements intertwined, riding the wind.

As wave after wave of energy converged,

Lin Mo raised the hilt high above his head.

The instant the blade was fully drawn—

A single beam of light illuminated Lin Mo,

illuminated all his companions below.

It was the massive black vortex that had engulfed all of Teyvat—

now hanging directly above him, allowing a single ray of sunlight to pierce through.

Beneath that light, Lin Mo held aloft a blade forged purely from elemental power.

The force gathered upon it cracked the ice beneath his feet and sent thunderclouds into frenzy, even before it was swung.

No one dared imagine what devastation would follow once this strike was unleashed.

Far away, Dvalin and Durin had already retreated, driven back by sheer terror.

Azhdaha burrowed straight into the earth without hesitation.

Even Andrius, carrying Lisa, fled at full speed.

They were the strongest beings in Teyvat—

yet they knew that even the aftershock of this strike could spell their end.

Lin Mo gazed at the frozen Osaial and spoke calmly:

"…It's over."

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