The noise of the harvest celebration echoed through the core plaza of the Serenitea Pot, bubbling like a boiling pot of sweet soup. The delicate fragrance of Lumitoast Rice cakes mingled with the spicy, biting scent of roasted Jueyun Chili. Silk Flower string lights flickered along the temporarily rigged Thunder Sakura power lines, illuminating every face radiant with a fleeting sense of peace. Xiangling, holding a tray of freshly baked rice cakes that emitted a warm blue-green phosphorescence, smiled as she handed them to the wide-eyed children waiting eagerly. Arataki Itto squatted beside his chili stall, crunching loudly on a blindingly red Jueyun Chili, wincing and making faces from the heat while still calling out to passersby. In the distance, on a temporarily erected opera stage, Furina’s singing resonated melodiously through the Fontaine megaphone as actors portrayed the past glory of Teyvat.
Bang!
It was not the deafening roar of an explosion, but something far more chilling: a silent annihilation.
Chapter 132