The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [220]

At that moment, the people of Liyue bore witness to a sight they would never forget.

A giant, wreathed in ominous black mist, gripped an immense spear of Geo, radiant with countless elemental hues. With a roar that echoed across the heavens, the giant drove the spear toward the ancient god, Osial.

The strike carried with it a proclamation—not just of defiance, but of a new era.

Osial, sensing the immense threat, gathered a tremendous orb of godly energy before its serpentine heads. The sphere, pulsing with divine power, stood as a barrier between itself and the incoming spear.

The spear and the godly power clashed, their collision sending shockwaves across the battlefield. Both combatants poured every ounce of their strength into the stalemate, each wagering their victory on this single strike.

Osial’s six massive heads writhed, its guttural roars shaking the heavens. Its five original heads glared at the colossal giant, and a new, sixth head emerged from the depths, a byproduct of Osial tearing free another fragment of its sealed power.

This new head reared itself high, its serpentine eyes glinting with pain—and something else.

Excitement.

This was Osial’s response, its recognition of a worthy foe.

Though it had been defeated and sealed beneath Guyun long ago by Morax, though it had lost its dominion in the Archon Wars, Osial still bore the pride of a god. And now, it unleashed everything it had.

The divine aura surrounding the battlefield intensified. Even those far away on the Jade Chamber could feel the suffocating weight of Osial’s power.

Keqing’s hands tightened around her blade as the pressure mounted.

“It can still grow stronger?” she muttered in disbelief. “And this is with the seal still partially intact?”

The energy of the clash—Osial’s godly force versus the power of the Taisui Star God—radiated outward in a brilliant display, the air rippling with violent bursts of elemental light.

Jia Changjiang, his hands gripping the massive spear, felt the unrelenting pressure traveling through his arms. His muscles screamed, his bones threatened to give way.

He couldn’t even tell if his arms were still intact—his sense of pain had long since been overwhelmed. The spear was all he could feel, all he could hold on to.

Above, Lumine struggled as the immense strain of supporting Jia Changjiang weighed heavily on her. The shared burden of the Adepti’s power manifested in her own body. Her hands trembled as if invisible blades were carving into her flesh, slicing down to the bone.

Her flight faltered, and she would have fallen if not for Cloud Retainer, who caught her midair.

“Keep going…” Lumine gasped, her eyes burning with determination. She looked down at the giant below, which continued to stride forward against Osial’s overwhelming force.

“Jia Changjiang!” Lumine shouted, her voice carried by the wind. “You’re the weapon master, aren’t you? So grip that weapon and do what you do best—charge forward and finish this!”

The wind carried her words to Jia Changjiang, piercing through the noise of the battlefield.

Her voice reignited something within him.

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to roar with everything he had, the sound thundering like a lion’s roar across the ocean.

“COME AT ME!”

The shout shook the heavens, reverberating across Liyue. The sheer force of his cry caused waves to surge and wind to howl, as though nature itself answered his call.

With a surge of energy, Jia Changjiang pushed forward, breaking through Osial’s godly barrier. The spear plunged deep into Osial’s body, its glowing tip piercing through divine flesh.

The next moment, the spear erupted in a massive explosion.

The detonation was blinding, its shockwave sending tidal waves across the sea.

The waters roared as the explosion’s light illuminated the battlefield, drowning out everything else.

At the epicenter of the explosion, Jia Changjiang locked eyes with Osial.

The god’s enormous, wrathful gaze met his, but the human’s expression was neither fearful nor triumphant.

Jia Changjiang smiled.

Osial, now bound once more by the reactivating seals of Guyun, felt its body being dragged back beneath the waves. But it couldn’t tear its eyes away from the man who had defeated it.

That smile…

There was no malice, no arrogance. Instead, there was a peculiar warmth, as though the man were bidding farewell to an old friend.

“Farewell, Osial,” Jia Changjiang said softly, his voice barely audible amidst the chaos.

And yet, Osial heard it clearly.

The Vortex God, who had once ruled the seas, who had clashed with gods and been felled by Morax, now bore witness to a man unlike any other.

Osial etched that face, that smile, and those burning, defiant eyes into its memory.

With a final roar, Osial was dragged back into the depths, the seal at Guyun reestablishing itself. The ocean calmed, the storm abated, and the air grew still.

The battle was over.

The people of Liyue stood in stunned silence as the waves settled.

From the harbor to the Jade Chamber, all eyes turned toward the horizon where the once-terrifying god had been vanquished.

And then, as one, a great cheer erupted, a triumphant cry that rang across the city.

“Liyue… is victorious!”

The crisis had passed, and with it, the people of Liyue knew they had witnessed history.

Their victory was not just one of survival—it was a testament to the unbreakable bond between mortals, gods, and Adepti. Together, they had defended their home.

This was Liyue’s strength.

This was Liyue’s triumph.

And the name Jia Changjiang would be remembered forever.

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