The Overlord of Teyvat: Genshin Impact x Overlord crossover

Part 13

The events that transpired in Liyue Harbor on this fateful day would undoubtedly be etched into the annals of history, a day when the harmony between the city's guardians and its protectors was shattered and then tenuously restored by the intervention of outsiders. The conflict between the Liyue Qixing and the Adepti had teetered on the brink of cataclysm, but the combined efforts of Momon and Aether had narrowly averted what could have been an unparalleled disaster.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the ancient city, Ningguang led the Liyue Qixing and the Millelith on a grim tour of the aftermath. The usually bustling streets of Liyue Harbor were now eerily silent, the air heavy with the scent of blood and the stench of death. What they encountered as they moved through the city was nothing short of a scene from a nightmare.

Decapitated heads and severed limbs littered the cobblestone streets, their presence a stark reminder of the brutal conflict that had unfolded just hours earlier. Pools of blood had formed in the gutters, slowly seeping into the cracks of the pavement, while the once-proud bodies of Adepti lay lifeless, their guts spilled out in gruesome displays of carnage. The streets, once filled with the vibrant life of traders and travelers, now seemed haunted by the remnants of battle.

Ningguang's heart weighed heavily as she surveyed the devastation. She had always known that the Adepti were formidable, but what she saw now was beyond anything she had ever imagined. The power that had been unleashed was nothing short of monstrous. And as her gaze settled on the twisted remains of the Adepti who had once been revered as protectors, a cold realization dawned upon her.

She knew, with absolute certainty, that Aether had not been the one to wreak this havoc. The blonde traveler, though powerful in his own right, lacked the sheer brutality required to commit such acts. No, this was the work of his companion, the enigmatic and terrifying Momon. The realization sent a shiver down her spine. Momon was not the hero of legend, the noble warrior who saved the day with honor and valor. He was something far more dangerous, a force of nature that cut down his enemies with a ruthlessness that bordered on inhuman.

As Ningguang walked through the streets, she could see the fear etched on the faces of the citizens who had witnessed the slaughter. Their expressions were pale, their eyes wide with horror as they recoiled from the carnage. The people of Liyue had always revered the Adepti, but now they were faced with the chilling reality that even these powerful beings were not invincible—and that their defeat had come at the hands of a being who showed no mercy.

The ruthless efficiency with which Momon had dispatched the Adepti left Ningguang unsettled. She had always believed that power should be wielded with restraint, that even in conflict, there was a code of honor to be upheld. But Momon had shattered that belief, cutting down the Adepti with a savagery that defied reason. There was no honor in what he had done, only cold, calculated violence.

Ningguang paused, her gaze lingering on one particularly gruesome scene—a decapitated Adeptus, his head resting several feet away from his body, his once-vibrant robes now soaked in blood. She turned away, unable to look any longer, her mind racing with the implications of what had occurred.

Momon was a protector, yes, but he was also a monster, one who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals. And while he had saved Liyue from a potentially devastating conflict, he had also left the city with scars that would not soon heal. The people might remember this day as the one when their city was spared from destruction, but they would also not forget the terror that accompanied it—the terror of a being who wielded power without restraint.

The remaining Adepti who had chosen to lay down their arms and side with reason moved solemnly through the blood-soaked streets of Liyue. The gravity of the day's events weighed heavily on them, their faces a mix of grief, shame, and determination. They had come to Liyue Harbor with the intent to deliver justice, but now they found themselves burdened with the task of honoring their fallen comrades.