The continent of Teyvat is like a wilderness blown by the wind, which rolls up the loess, brings stories, and also brings the entanglement of fate. The card pool of version 5.6 is like the tumbling fireworks in the village market, with absurdity in the bustle and helplessness in the joy. The appearance of new characters and the return of old characters seem to be the prelude to the alternation of generations and a silent turn on the wheel of fate.
Aikefei, this ice-attributed woman, is like an old tree in the cold winter in the north, cold but deeply rooted. When her long-handled weapon dances, it is like an iron hammer hitting the rhythm of time. Her elemental combat skills and bursts not only bring coldness, but also bring healing power, just like the bandages wrapped in the hands of an old mother, which are cold to the bone, but can heal wounds. The weakening of her resistance to water and ice in her passive is the eyes of the old man and the worldliness in the village, who knows how to use the coldness of ice and snow to melt the resistance of the enemy.
Yifa, the wind-attributed magic weapon wielder, is very much like the mysterious fortune teller at the head of the village, erratic but indispensable. His elemental burst can pull enemies and objects, just like a scarecrow swaying in the wind, rootless but able to influence the wind direction. His healing skills are like the drizzle in the wind, moistening things silently and bringing vitality to the battlefield. Yifa’s existence is the elusive breath in the wilderness, making people both awed and dependent.
The return of General Lei Dian is like the thunder in the dead of winter, shocking and irresistible. She holds a long-handled weapon, and thunder flashes when she swings it, bringing endless majesty and coldness. Her power is like the authoritative master at the head of the village, both awe-inspiring and terrifying. Kinichi and Navia are like the seedlings in the field and the rocks in the mountains, the growth of grass and the solidity of the earth, guarding the order of this land.
In this 5.6 version of the card pool, the old and the new, ice and wind, electricity and grass are complicated, just like the various aspects of rural life. There is joy, struggle, protection, and sacrifice. Players draw cards, just like looking for water in the wilderness, both eager and anxious. Every card is a choice of fate and a bet of life.
The storage service of the Treabar platform is like the stable granary in the village, providing security and protection, allowing people to pour resources into it with confidence. Fast delivery and preferential discounts are rare warmth and hope in this wilderness.
This time, the 5.6 version of the original god is like a rural epic, depicting the tenacity and changes of life, and writing the story of protection and struggle. I hope that every traveler who sets foot on Teyvat can find his own roots and soul in this complex world.