Genshin Four Winds Novels & Stories

“Chantal and Ayumi.” Holder of the primary elemental Goddess of the Wind Virgo. The holder that will about to face the dread and death of the inevitable play of the Gods in this grand chess game will turn the cog and click the time forward into the gate where no one of them has the ability and the right to go against or even run away from it. The climax of this damn and freaking story is about to unfold. With the red of its flame, the colors and hierarchy of its ability, a death is about to loom as he needed to do what he must.

It didn’t feel good at all, but she knew it had to be done. The fourth soldier was backing away, raising a ruckus as he screamed, his footsteps heavy on the floor. Slate caught up to him in a matter of seconds and pulled him against his chest as he used a knife to slit the man’s throat. Again, blood bubbled everywhere, but they needed to hurry if they were to get to the room where the gem was being held before the loud troop’s friends came running.

The laws of wind was one of the hydra’s abilities, and it was an extremely rare and powerful force. The surrounding fiends quickly backed away and cleared enough space. Even the Four Calamities did the same. It was clear that they knew the power of that attack and did not want to get caught in it. “It seems like he’s really angry this time.” “Haha! He’s using the laws of wind. It looks like he’s giving the human a hard time.” “Of course. Wouldn’t you be angry if a human underestimated you?” “I’d use my ultimate move too.”

Lucy The clubhouse smelled of oil, coffee, and the faint tang of smoke when I stepped inside. The morning sun poured through the wide windows, lighting up the worn wood floors and the rows of motorcycles parked outside. The men were busy—cleaning bikes, checking engines, shouting over the roar of machinery. I stayed near the edge, hesitant, feeling like I’d stepped onto a stage without knowing the lines.

The originally extremely sharp Heptagold Sword Energy gradually began to have various attributes of earth, water, wind and fire! Countless earth, water, wind, and fire floated around Severin, as if they were trying to destroy Sword Tomb itself! The terrifying power they exuded made even the disciples of Seventh Mountain who were twenty or thirty miles away tremble with fear. Especially the void caused by the constant tearing of space by earth, water, wind, and fire made everyone's blood run cold! Even a paragon would find himself dead in an instant if he was sucked into the void, let alone the elite disciples who were only in the realm of supreme saints!

Geniee said, her voice rich with pride. I grinned like an idiot, heart thundering with excitement. I made fire. "Now," she said, "control it." The flame wobbled dangerously. I clenched my hand and it snuffed out with a hiss. "I guess that would work," she said, grinning. "Next. Air." She lifted her face to the night sky and spoke a new word: "Ventus." The world around us shivered. The wind roared suddenly, swirling leaves and dust in a wild dance around us. My hair whipped across my face. I laughed, wild and giddy. She dropped her hand and the wind died as if it had never been there.

Alfi said. “What did you say?!” The Ogre and Jailangkung doll advance to Alfi. That Ogre shakes the ground by stepping on it. Alfi loses his balance and he sees that Jailangkung si coming launching his fist. “DG: The power of 40000 swords!” Alfi holds its fist and slams it to the back with a single back-swing. “Piringan Angin! (Wind Disk)” Alfi spins around emitting a wind wave from his sword shoving both of them.

I traced the hand holding the gun, and my sight met that of the pair of eyes that'll forever hunt me. They were bloodred eyes!

Killan's voice boomed, a battle cry that resonated through the very soul of camp Meridio. His command was swiftly followed by Kenru's fierce shout. "Charge!" Kenru streaked forward with incredible velocity, leaving our formation in his wake. The gust of wind generated by his swift movement was solid. "Curse of the wind!" he bellowed, and a cyclonic blast enveloped the battlefield. Leaves, branches, grass, and sand were swept up in a furious tempest, directed towards the encircling warriors. Kenru harnessed the power of the wind, creating a maelstrom that disrupted the enemy's formation. The crowd of opponents staggered under the force of the gale, some even lifted momentarily from the ground

If I continue this way, I'll be ripped apart. "Second wind!" He yelled out as he raised his sword high above his head and brought it down in a flash, "Air Prism!" Confessor's End shoots out a prism of air that cuts out more of the water tendrils before fading off. Tim grunts as a water tendril cuts through his side. He barely managed to dodge the next. He took in one gasp of air as the threw his counterattack, "Third wind! Light Breeze!" His sword creates a wall of wind that keeps the tendrils at bay. It would only last for a little while, the pang of pain he could feel from where the water tendril had cut through earlier was enough to tell him that he needed to hurry.