The frozen soil of Capitanograd is burning. The purplish-black carapaces of Abyssal Monsters cover every inch of scorched earth, their roars sounding like bone-scraping winter gales as they tear at the final defensive line held by the Millelith and the Knights of Favonius. With every swing of her Lion's Roar, Keqing stirs up blinding flashes of Electro, cleaving apart the lunging demonic shadows, her blade already caked in layer upon layer of foul blood. She leans her back against the scarred, battered track guard of a Serenitea Pot Type-2 Geo-Armor Siege Vehicle, breathing heavily, her lungs aching like a broken bellows. The ice prisms shot by Ganyu explode amidst the monstrous tide, freezing patches of them in an instant, only to be trampled to pieces by even more surging beasts. The defensive line is like a hollowed-out dam, teetering on the verge of collapse.
Just as this desperate sense of suffocation is about to swallow everything—
The sky splits open.
It is not thunder, but a deeper, more ancient roar, as though stars are grinding across the void. A trajectory that tears the dark apart suddenly pierces the filthy firmament of Teyvat! It is composed of absolute silver and flowing gold, its edges steaming with a milky-white halo, resembling a fallen river of stars in the night sky, or a cold eye opened by the universe. At the core of that trajectory is a bizarrely shaped iron creation, its entire body covered in deep, abyss-like black armor, with golden patterns flowin…
Chapter 202