Vampire Princess's Anime Journey

Chapter 128 Visitors from Another World

"Command, this is AR-, please reply."

The voice that repeated itself over and over was actually a mecha with a silver shell and a golden mask that emitted green light.

A flash of fire passed by, the mecha disappeared, and a girl floated down from it. She had long silver hair, blue pupils above and pink pupils below, and long eyelashes.

Wearing a tight suit similar to combat uniform.

"Article 4 of Grammer's Military Regulations: Leaving the cockpit without permission is strictly prohibited," she murmured softly, then looked quietly at the sea of ​​stars.

Fireflies and butterflies floated around her.

drip-

A voice came from the headset: "Grammer's military code, Article 8, the surviving knights should return to the team on their own initiative"

. . . . . .

"Command, Firefly Team 4 has found the queen, requesting support!"

"Forward! Forward!"

"Request for support! Repeat! Request for support!"

"Firefly Team 2 has lost its signal, and we are under attack in the Rift Valley!"

The sound of Gramer's cavalry kept coming to my ears, and the flames and huge insects collided with each other. There were wreckage and smoke everywhere.

boom--

boom--

Green blood splattered on the spot, the black shell fell to the ground, the silver armor broke apart, and the red human withered forever.

The battlefield is a hopeless place.

Under each mecha are hundreds of insect corpses.

It was not a small insect, nor was it a bug that could be crushed to death with ease. Instead, it was huge in size, so big that it seemed like it could swallow a person.

The sky was filled with insect swarms, like a tsunami crashing down from the starry sky. They were so dense that people could not even muster the strength to resist.

The number of mechas that arrived was far less than that of the sea of ​​insects. They exploded one after another and fell one after another until the end.

The planet shattered, and the only remaining mecha drifted in the universe.

. . . . . .

Northland Bank.

Tartaglia rubbed his hands and took out the Seven Holy Summons from his crotch.

"Come on, my dear friend! Let us fight it out!"

Not to be outdone, Xin Su pulled out a bunch of sticky notes from Columbia's skirt: "Whoever loses gets to stick one on their face!"

"Hahahaha, that's exactly what I meant!"

At first, Xinsu would lose every time, but as she put more and more sticky notes on her face, she started to get better. Now she is so good at sticking notes that she doesn't even wait for Tartaglia to remove them before Xinsu has already put them on her face.

Xin Su even pasted a heart-shaped sticker on her face.

After playing for a long time, Xin Su threw away the cards in his hand and stood up in boredom: "I have never won, why can't my Lu Guoba beat your Ningbing Duhe Zhenjun!"

"If you are not good at it, practice more"

Xin Su extended an international friendly gesture, left the Northland Bank cursing, and walked towards the Wangsheng Hall.

When we were almost there, we saw a figure standing there, holding a wooden sign in his hand, trying hard to promote something.

He has long dark brown hair, reddish-brown flower-shaped pupils, and is wearing a red shirt. It is impossible to tell whether he is a boy or a girl.

At this moment, there was a tall man next to her who was dressed similarly to her.

"Oh my, isn't this Xin Su? Have you eaten? If not, I will take you to Wanmin Hall for a meal!"

This person is the 77th head of Wangsheng Hall, Hu Tao. Next to her is the guest of Wangsheng Hall, Zhongli.

Xin Su, this is the first customer of this month. He placed 12 orders at once, breaking the glorious record of zero income for several months.

"No need to eat. Why, no one comes to your shop?"

Upon hearing Xin Su say this, Hu Tao suddenly slid towards Xin Su, crying so hard that she almost knelt down.

She pointed at Zhongli, her face full of sorrow: "Do you know how much it costs to raise him?! He either walks his bird or listens to operas every day! Even a meal costs the Xinyue Pavilion! Wealth cannot last for more than three generations, I am afraid that the 77th generation head of the Wangsheng Hall will end in my generation!"

Zhongli in the distance scratched his cheek, folded his arms and looked up at the sky, as if he was not talking about me.

"Yeah, sure"

Xin Su nodded seriously. Although I am also the type who spends money recklessly and is a street slicker, at least I listen to advice.

"Master, look, Liyue is in a peaceful era, and very few people died. Maybe only a few died in a year. Let's change our starting point."

"What do you mean?"

"Look"

Xin Su reached into his pocket, and while Hu Tao looked dazed, he took out the erhu and suona.

Hu Tao came to his senses, searched Xin Su's pockets, then looked at the erhu and suona, and then looked at the pockets again.

The cerebellum suddenly shrank a little.

"Immortal, immortal?"

"How can I be an immortal? Let's get back to the point. To be honest, I know a thing or two about music. Maybe I can promote the Wangsheng Hall through music."

"But I heard that everyone likes to listen to opera and rock music, but someone like you..." Hu Tao looked a little sad.

"That's wrong. Young people have their own preferences, and dying people have their own preferences."

"No, a dying person probably doesn't want to die, right? Aren't you forcing them to die early?"

“It seems so.”

Xin Su sighed and put the two magic weapons back into his pocket. This time, Hu Tao noticed that when the things entered his pocket, they were swallowed by a layer of black substance.

Then her eyes widened.

If this wasn’t an immortal, I would have let Zhongli eat my Homa directly!

"It seems that I really don't have any way to make money. Let's go to Wanmin Hall together. I'll treat you."

"How can I be so embarrassed to let you spend money"

"What kind of money is this? All the bills here are sent to Northland Bank."

The three of them also arrived at Wanmin Hall at noon. As soon as they came in, they saw Xiangling coming towards them.

"Welcome, oh, it's Walnut, what would you like to eat? It's my treat today."

"Hey, you don't need that. Xin Su is the host today."

Xiangling looked at Xinsu's face and thought for a while, then said with surprise: "You are the big eater who ordered all my signature dishes and ate them all!"

"......Thank you for the compliment. Today is my treat. Let's eat together after I finish cooking."

"Okay, okay, then I'll do it for you now!"

After ordering the dishes, Xiangling quickly ran to the kitchen and started working, leaving only the yellow bear.

At this moment, Guoba stared at Zhongli blankly with his eyes wide open.

“Lululu?”

"Long time no see, old friend." Zhongli looked at the rice crust in front of him and nodded.

“Lululu!”

Guoba happily ran to the kitchen to find Xiangling.

When all the dishes were served, everyone enjoyed the meal prepared by Xiangling. Of course, Zhongli didn't even look at the fish.

Sending bills to Northland Bank has become a catchy saying in Xinsu's mind.

After leaving Wanmin Hall, Master Hu had a full meal and prepared to go back to sleep. Zhongli took him to Yunhan Club. There happened to be Mr. Yun's opera today, so he took him to broaden his horizons.

At this moment, Xin Su suddenly felt someone looking at her.

Turning his head, he saw an old lady with a slightly bent waist and a kind face looking at him and Zhongli at the end of his field of vision.

"Lao Deng, why does that person keep looking at me?"

After asking, Xin Su covered her face with her hands. When she removed her hands, her golden pupils shone with golden light, and the corners of her eyes were covered with white scales that belonged to a dragon.

Through the dragon's pupils, beneath the vague and hazy old appearance, is a graceful young girl.

Zhongli nodded slightly, then carried Xinsu to the alley, and then the old lady followed.

"Lord Emperor, this should be your child, right? He has the same pupils as you, and he also has the might of a dragon."

Xinsu and Zhongli typed a question mark at the same time.

"No, this is my old friend, also the Rotten Coffin Demon God, or the Yin-Yang Immortal Lord of Life and Death."

"I'm sorry, I'm abrupt. I haven't seen Lord Emperor for decades." The old lady's figure disappeared, and a green figure appeared.

"I am the True Lord of Gechenlangshi. You can call me Ping in private, but please call me Grandma Ping outside."

"Oh, I'm Xin Su. Why don't you always be like this?"

"It will be very troublesome. In the mortal world, if your face has not changed, you will be considered an immortal. Immortals cannot live in this mortal world after all. Where are the Emperor and the Immortal going?"

"Would you like to join us in listening to Mr. Yun's opera?" Xin Su said.

"Yeah, that's fine. I don't usually have anything to do."

Ge Chenlangshi turned back into an old lady. Along the way, Xinsu also started chatting with Grandma Ping.

Ge Chenlangshi always subconsciously uses the tone of an elderly person, probably because he has been pretending for a long time, so it has become a habit. For example, children, little ones.

"Grandma Ping, wouldn't it be better to go back to the way we were before? Although everyone has a time to settle down, shouldn't we enjoy life?"

Grandma Ping shook her head: "Things have changed, and I still prefer the way things are now."

Xin Su's eyes twitched. This guy really is addicted to pretending.

I came to Yunhan Club and sat in the place closest to the audience. This table was very magical, an old lady brought a tall and noble-looking woman, and next to the woman was a petite girl.

Just like three generations of grandparents and grandchildren.

The older generation were sitting around me, which seemed a bit out of place at this table.

The audiences are usually elderly people, and there are very few young people. However, for Xin Su, being able to see the legendary Mr. Yun Jinyun was somewhat exciting.

But when the people actually appeared on stage and started singing, Xin Su couldn't understand what they were saying.

Yun Jin on the stage, wearing a costume, has many similarities with Peking Opera from another world. It can be said that she has integrated Peking Opera and a beautiful girl into one.

When I first heard it, I was confused and couldn't quite make out the humming and humming. Because Xinsu and Yidian had studied music for a while, she knew that Yunjin's singing skills were very solid.

Whether it is auditory or visual, I gradually feel that opera has its own unique flavor.

Yun Jin on the stage naturally noticed the very conspicuous silver-haired girl sitting in the audience, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

I didn’t expect that there were people of my age watching it, it was really exciting.

Yun Jin didn't think that Xin Su was just looking at it casually. After all, there was appreciation in her eyes, the look of appreciation that comes from someone who truly loves listening to a piece of music.

Yun Jin didn't remember her because she had never come here to listen to the music, but she had heard that the mountains and forests outside Liyue were destroyed. It was the work of the eleventh and twelfth Fatui executive officers.

The twelfth seat is easy to identify, with shiny silver hair and a very handsome appearance.

We can get to know each other after the show.

Gradually, Yunjin's play was coming to an end. Xinsu blew on the tea leaves that had not sunk to the bottom of the cup and drank it slowly.

When the opera was over, there was thunderous applause.

But at this moment, Xin Su suddenly stood up, causing the chair to make an unpleasant crackling sound, and stared at the sky in disbelief.

The others were also startled by Xin Su's sudden movement, and then they saw her raise her head. There was clearly a ceiling above her head, but she seemed to be able to see the sky through the roof.

A golden light flashed, and the original silver-haired girl turned into a girl wearing a set of golden armor that exuded imperial pressure.

"I'm going out for a while, and I'm sending my bill to Northland Bank."

Turning the cross button, the card popped out in front of him, followed by a halberd that was a combination of a golden sword and a shield appearing in his hand.

Xin Su, wearing armor, left Yunhan Society in full view of everyone.

After she left, there was quite a commotion at the scene.

"What is that? Why do I feel like worshipping?"

"Why does that little kid look so murderous?"

"Could it be that this kid is actually an immortal? Or has an evil spirit appeared in Liyue again?"

No one told them, and they had no way of knowing why, so they could only start thinking about the current situation.

Zhongli put down the teacup and stared at the ceiling like Xinsu did at the beginning.

The sky seems to be broken?

The emperor left Yunhan Society, summoned the war dragon, stood on the top of the war dragon, and rushed into the sky with all his strength.

Break through the clouds and arrive at the sky that looks like a sea of ​​stars.

A crack suddenly appeared in the starry sky before my eyes, and as time passed, the crack continued to expand.

It gradually spread like a spider web and finally broke apart.

Then a figure flew out from the space, with a green glow and wearing a broken armor.

Inside the space, there are countless giant insects that are densely packed like unicorns.

"Hey, you brought this kind of thing to Teyvat. Should I say you are a bad guy?" The Emperor complained with his head down, and hugged the mecha that had lost its combat capability in his arms.

"Damn it, how come it broke so quickly?"

A blood-red cross appeared next to Xinsu, and inside it appeared Asmodeus, the upholder of justice, with an extremely ugly expression.

"Can you guys wake up? We are still waiting for him to mend the sky."

"How is it possible? Heaven has paid the price of sleep to bring temporary peace to Teyvat. Moreover, this is not the power of the abyss, but it is almost the same."

The Emperor nodded, and after leaving the armor, he mimicked another self, and made the mimicry become the Emperor.

Xin Su bit her thumb, feeling very conflicted.

Even I felt it was difficult to deal with such a large number, and I could even see some insects that were hundreds of feet tall.

Space, this is not the space of Teyvat, and something exploded, opening up a passage between the two worlds.

"Asmodeus, I leave this to you. No matter what method you use, plug this gap. Leave the rest to me."

"Hey, don't do anything stupid, you can't resist this amount of people."

"Huh? Who do you think I am? I'm Hyperzetton!"

As the sound fell, a huge black shadow of nearly 70 meters crashed into the space. From time to time, flames exploded in the space, and the breath of despair spread from it.

Asmodeus gritted his teeth and mobilized the power in his body to repair the broken void.