Genshin Impact : The Divine Gunsliger of Teyvat

As a sharp, high-pitched horn sounded, the hilichurl berserkers let out beast-like roars that echoed across the open plains.

A dark tide of hilichurls surged forward, launching a fierce assault on the bridge ahead.

Shao Yun stood on the carriage, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. At the same time, the Vision at his waist began to glow.

He opened his eyes sharply, activating Deadeye.

In his ears, he heard the rumble of thunder, followed by the ticking of a clock.

At that moment, everything around him slowed down. He could clearly see the movements and trajectories of every hilichurl.

He raised the golden carbine repeater in his hands, marking the hilichurls at the front of the charge in his vision, and pulled the trigger. The lever action ejected the spent casing and loaded a new round in one smooth motion. The gunshot rang out.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

A barrage of fire-infused bullets rained down like a fiery storm, accurately hitting their targets.

The bullets, enhanced with explosive power, struck the hilichurls and detonated on impact! The hilichurls didn't even have time to scream before they dissolved into the ley lines.

Under Shao Yun's relentless fire, the hilichurls at the front began to falter. They had been charging forward with their wooden clubs raised high, roaring in fury.

But under Shao Yun's precise shots, they fell like wheat before a scythe.

The sound of wooden clubs breaking, the screams of burning hilichurls, the whistle of bullets cutting through the air, and the explosions all blended together, creating a heart-pounding battlefield scene.

At that moment, a Hydro Abyss Mage stood in the distance, observing the battle.

Seeing the hilichurls' advance being hindered, it immediately issued new orders, quickly reorganizing the formation.

Hilichurl berserkers carrying heavy wooden shields took the lead, followed by Electro and Pyro axe-wielding berserkers, forming an elite unit ready to charge at Shao Yun.

Shao Yun calmly observed the wooden shields of the berserkers. These shields were said to be the toughest in all of Teyvat, capable of blocking all damage.

However, no matter how tough they were, they were still made of Dendro slime wood. They weren't some indestructible golden bell shields!

If the carbine repeater wasn't powerful enough, he'd just switch to something with more close-range punch.

Shao Yun quickly swapped to the pump-action shotgun. The fire-infused buckshot was the great equalizer at close range. Forget the hilichurls' wooden shields—anything that wasn't too large would be blown to pieces with a single shot.

BOOM!

He aimed at the leading shield-bearing berserkers and pulled the trigger. Six fire-infused shotgun blasts roared out, engulfing the berserkers in a sea of flames and shattering their shields.

The burning fragments of the shields and the screams of the berserkers intertwined, creating a gruesome yet spectacular scene.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Shao Yun quickly drew his revolver from his waist. He calmly aimed at the axe-wielding berserkers behind the shield-bearers.

He rapidly pulled the trigger, the revolver's hammer clicking with each shot.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Every bullet found its mark, dropping the axe-wielding berserkers one by one.

The hilichurls were coming at him like the Calabash Brothers, rushing in one after the other, making it easier for him to pick them off. He didn't even need to use Deadeye anymore.

After this wave of the battle ended, Shao Yun watched as the berserkers dissolved into the ley lines.

Relieved, he pulled a cigar from his backpack and lit it. He took a deep drag, the smoke curling around him, adding a touch of heroism to his demeanor.

He flicked the cigar away and He looked defiantly at the golden figure in the distance.

"Got any more tricks up your sleeve?" Shao Yun shouted defiantly. "Otherwise, these hilichurls are done for! If you're out of ideas, you still have time to go see her!"

However, the golden figure didn't leave. It seemed to have one last trick up its sleeve.

It ordered the Hydro Abyss Mages to gather all the hilichurl shamans and begin chanting incantations, preparing to attack Shao Yun with elemental power.

These shamans' elemental attacks had a limited range. From too far away, they couldn't aim accurately, so they had to get closer.

At seven paces, the gun is fast. At seven paces and closer, the gun is fast and accurate!

Shao Yun watched the approaching shamans with confusion. Did they really think these shamans were melee mages?

Moreover, the shamans' casting animations were ridiculously long, making them look like they were dancing.

He holstered the shotgun and drew both of his revolvers.

Once again, he activated Deadeye, targeting the gathered shamans.

With both revolvers, he fired twelve fire-infused bullets in rapid succession.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The bullets rained down like a storm, accurately hitting the shamans.

Under Shao Yun's relentless assault, the shamans' elemental attacks were disrupted, and they too dissolved into the ley lines.

The first wave boosts morale, the second weakens it, and the third exhausts it.

If these were humans, three failed assaults would have shattered their morale. But since they were monsters, they kept coming.

"Why don't you all come at once? Let's finish this quickly. It's not just you who cares about Mondstadt!"

...

On a distant hill, a lone figure stood, watching the battlefield below. It was the Prince of the Abyss—Aether.

He looked down at the battlefield, his eyes filled with anger and frustration. Three fierce assaults had been thwarted by Shao Yun, each failure striking a blow to his confidence.

Though Aether's face remained expressionless, each breath he took was heavy with frustration. He couldn't accept this reality, couldn't accept that he was being held back by this man.

Beside him, three Hydro Abyss Mages stood with their heads bowed, as if they could feel the anger radiating from Aether. They didn't dare make a sound, fearing they might provoke the enraged prince.

"Where did Lumine find this guy? He's too strong," Aether sighed, his voice filled with helplessness and defeat. He had thought his forces were overwhelming, but he hadn't expected to hit such a wall against Shao Yun.

Aether's gaze grew deeper as he pondered his next move. He knew he couldn't give up now, or all his previous efforts would be for nothing.

Suddenly, one of the Hydro Abyss Mages spoke up timidly, "Your Highness, the situation... our cursed brethren are starting to show fear. That man's presence is too terrifying. His strength and skill are beyond anything we've seen. Our brethren can't even get close to him..."

(TL/N: the glaze bruh)

Aether frowned, a flash of surprise and anger in his eyes. He hadn't expected anyone in Teyvat to have an aura that could intimidate an entire hilichurl army.

After a long moment of thought, Aether finally gave his final order: "One last attack. If it fails, we retreat." His voice was calm, but it carried an unshakable resolve.

Another Hydro Abyss Mage hesitated, then said, "Your Highness, are you sure? Should we call the Herald..." Before he could finish, Aether cut him off.

Aether turned, his cold gaze falling on the mage. "Follow my orders. If we can't cross the bridge in half an hour, we retreat."

His tone left no room for argument, and the mage quickly bowed his head. "Yes, Your Highness."

With that, the mage turned and left to carry out Aether's orders.

...

Standing on the carriage, Shao Yun watched as the hilichurls began to regroup. He downed the last of his healing tonic in one gulp.

"It seems he's not giving up. Bring it on!"

[System: This is the final wave. You must hold out for half an hour!]

Oh, so the earlier waves were just the appetizer. The main course is served now!

"Come on! Show me what you've got!"

...

Under the moonlight, the hilichurl army surged forward like a tidal wave, launching their final assault.

This time, they didn't bother with formations or strategies. They simply charged blindly forward, as if determined to crush anything in their path.

Shao Yun stood on the carriage, the glow of his Vision never dimming. The carbine repeater in his hands was like a fire-breathing dragon, spewing deadly flames with each shot.

Every pull of the trigger was accompanied by a flash of fire and a deafening bang, dropping the leading hilichurls.

But the hilichurls were too numerous, seemingly endless, wave after wave rushing forward.

Soon, Shao Yun switched to the pump-action shotgun for close-range power.

The hilichurls fell like wheat before a scythe. But even so, the assault showed no signs of slowing.

They seemed driven by some force, charging forward recklessly. Shao Yun knew he had to take more drastic measures.

He dropped the shotgun and drew both of his revolvers. He took a deep breath and activated Deadeye once more.

At that moment, his vision became crystal clear, allowing him to see every hilichurl's weak point.

With Deadeye active, Shao Yun's firing speed reached its limit. He fired shot after shot, dropping enemies one after another, all while taking quick puffs from his cigar and gulping down tonics to replenish his core stamina.

Each shot was like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the darkness.

Suddenly, an archer hilichurl drew its bow and fired an arrow at Shao Yun. The arrow whistled through the air, heading straight for him.

"Whoosh!" The arrow struck Shao Yun's shoulder.

By now, Shao Yun was in a frenzy—literally. His eyes were bloodshot from the constant use of Deadeye and the cigar smoke.

He glanced at the arrow in his shoulder and, without a second thought, yanked it out.

Blood gushed from the wound, staining his shoulder, but Shao Yun seemed unfazed by the pain.

He fired a fire-infused revolver shot at the archer hilichurl.

...

Half an hour passed, the time stretching endlessly amid the chaos of battle.

Shao Yun had entered a near-mechanical state, his mind focused solely on shooting and fighting until the very end.

He had lost count of how many shots he'd fired. Each pull of the trigger was instinctive, without thought or hesitation.

He didn't know how many times he'd been hit, only feeling waves of pain and numbness.

The tonics were his only lifeline. He had lost track of how many he'd drunk, only that his tongue had gone numb from the bitterness.

By the time the half-hour mark arrived, the once-massive hilichurl army had been halved.

The remaining hilichurls began to retreat, seemingly intimidated by Shao Yun's terrifying presence. No matter how much the Abyss Mages shouted orders, they refused to advance further.

In the distance, Aether was stunned. He stared at Shao Yun's figure, filled with awe and respect. He couldn't help but mutter, "Is this guy even human? Lumine, where did you find this madman?"

Beside him, the Hydro Abyss Mages, even from this distance, could feel the fear emanating from Shao Yun. Their voices trembled with fear and helplessness.

"Your Highness, it's been half an hour. Over a thousand of our brethren have returned to the ley lines..."

Hearing this, though Aether was filled with frustration and anger, he knew continuing the fight would be futile. If Shao Yun could take out half, he could take out the rest. If this kept up, all the hilichurls in Mondstadt would be wiped out.

Finally, all his frustration condensed into a single word.

"Retreat!"

With that order, the Abyss Mages quickly relayed the command, and the remaining hilichurls fled like their lives depended on it.

Aether stood still, his gaze fixed on the bridge in the distance, finally settling on Shao Yun's unwavering figure.

At that moment, a strange sense of relief washed over him. His feelings were complex—a mix of admiration for Shao Yun and relief for his sister.

He muttered to himself, "It seems my sister has a good eye. This guy reminds me of Dainsleif back in the day..."

With a sigh, Aether turned and followed the Abyss Mages, disappearing into the night.

...

Meanwhile, Shao Yun stood at the other end of the bridge, his gaze fixed on the retreating hilichurl army. His voice, hoarse from shouting, rang out, "Who else wants some?!"

As his voice echoed, the air seemed to freeze for a moment. The remaining hilichurl berserkers, hearing his challenge, were utterly intimidated by his presence. They turned and fled.

Shao Yun watched the hilichurl army retreat, coughing harshly to soothe his throat.

Then, he turned to look at the hill where Aether had been, only to find it empty.

[System: Eastern Legend Challenge I complete.]

Seeing the mission completion prompt, Shao Yun finally relaxed. He bent down to pick up the two guns he'd dropped on the carriage and jumped down, ready to return to Mondstadt.

On the city walls, the few Knights who had witnessed the hilichurl army's retreat erupted in cheers, their tension and fear finally released.

They cheered and waved their weapons, celebrating the hard-fought victory.

The city gates slowly opened, and they came out to welcome Shao Yun back.

One Knight noticed the bloodstains on Shao Yun's body and quickly stepped forward to support him. "Are you okay? Let me help you," he said, his voice filled with concern and respect.

Shao Yun shook his head slightly, a tired smile on his face. The smell of tobacco and bitter herbs clung to him, creating a unique aura.

His eyes were bloodshot, a clear sign of exhaustion from the prolonged battle.

"I'm fine," Shao Yun said softly. "Just smoked and drank a bit too much. I'll rest by the wall for a bit."

"Cough, cough. Is the city okay?" Shao Yun asked hoarsely.

The Knight replied, "Everything's fine. Peaceful and safe. Don't worry."

Hearing this, Shao Yun nodded slightly, his nerves relaxing a little. But he didn't let his guard down completely, instead reminding them, "Good. Get back to your posts. It's not over yet. The hilichurls may have retreated, but the Fatui won't stay quiet."

Another Knight approached, his eyes falling on the arrow wound on Shao Yun's shoulder. "I saw you got hit. Do you need bandages?"

Shao Yun waved him off, his voice raspy. "No, I just need to rest. Don't worry about me. Focus on the city!"

Seeing Shao Yun's insistence, the Knights quickly returned to their posts.

Shao Yun leaned against the city wall, closing his eyes and letting himself relax for a moment.