This puppeteer is not normal

Chapter 732
Beyer has no memory of the country.

He will return to this country to carry forward ingenuity and magic. He was originally invited by Fang Tianmu's words, and he wants to save the world with him.

Fang Tianmu's choice is very good, but Bayer doesn't think that Fang Tianmu will really let the Imma Empire leave like this, and let the dark wave continue to wreak havoc in this world.

This is putting the cart before the horse.

Rather than saying it was a choice, Fang Tianmu showed Bayer the possibility of the future.

So, Bayer made a decision.

He and Fang Tianmu deceived the Yima Empire and laid out a plan to destroy the Dark Wave.

Under the cover of Fang Tianmu, it is not difficult to hide this plan from the desperate Yima Empire.

They even overlooked a huge problem, that is, this plan only included the part of eliminating the Dark Wave, and did not explain the follow-up impact, possible losses, pros and cons to the empire, etc.

They don't have much choice anymore.

……

Research Institute No. [-] moved to the front line against the Kuroshio.

They want to use the magic weapon as a high-energy response to attract the Kuroshio, and by loading the magic weapon with a special reversal unit, the magic weapon will swallow the Kuroshio instead.

Then, blow up the magic weapon.

It's that simple.

The former national hero, when it comes to life and death, is just a weapon after all.

On the eve of the implementation of the plan, Fang Tianmu was in the No. [-] Research Institute for the final adjustment, and he was in charge of it alone, and Fang Tianmu was outside to help hold the Kuroshio temporarily.

After a long absence, Bayer was alone with it again.

But as far as he knew, divine soldiers didn't have a clear self-awareness, and that aspect was unnecessary as a weapon. The Ima Empire required him to reserve only enough intelligence to deal with various battle situations.

However, Bayer did not fully follow the instructions of the empire.

He activated the secret door he left on Shenbing.

Primordial White's consciousness reawakened.

It instantly understood the changes of these years, and then looked at Bayer with those dark and empty eyes that appeared after the transformation.

"Long time no see, human, you succeeded." The first sentence was congratulations.

"I succeeded, but I am about to destroy my most proud work, which is your own hands." Baier said numbly.

Yuanyuan Zhibai said: "Ah, I know, although I can't respond, I've always been paying attention to the things around me."

"..." After a short silence, Bayer gritted his teeth and said, "Even so, do you still want to say it doesn't matter?"

"Well, it doesn't matter."

"You look like a little intelligent life, okay! Don't treat your life as someone else's work casually! Since it is life, cherish your own life at least a little bit!"

He growled in a hoarse voice.

"...Sorry, I don't know why I made you angry." After a pause, White said in its ethereal voice, with a hint of relief.

Baier completely lost his temper, and sat limply on the ground: "...No, I lost my temper."

"I like to be what everyone expects." Bai suddenly said.

Baier stared at him blankly.

"I don't know anything in white, I am full of confusion about my own birth, and I don't know how to live in the future. There is nothing worth remembering in my long life." White said softly, "Maybe I was born in Your mind is full of contradictions, but just as I promised you to transform me, I think you changed me and gave me a different value on this blank sheet of paper."

Baier was completely stunned, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say anything.

"Let me go, my life is insignificant, you helped me realize the value, then I will realize your value too. The original color is immortal, and one day, we will have the moment of goodbye."

……

The pure white knight marches toward the raging dark tide.

Even though it has been destined to be a victim, its heroic appearance will always be remembered in the hearts of everyone at that moment.

The divine puppet opened the way for him, and the knight charged towards the filthy abyss.

At the moment of life and death, no one noticed that Bayer had disappeared without a sound.

In the distance, Fang Tianmu and Baier stood side by side, watching this scene from a distance.

"You made up your mind faster than I expected. Did something good happen?" Fang Tianmu asked with a smile.

Bayer's long, unshaven hair hung down in a mess, covering his eyes.

"I always think that dolls are beautiful dolls, and ingenuity magic is beautiful magic. I want to make puppeteer a beautiful profession in Utopia, and think that other functions are defilement of this ideal."

Fang Tianmu looked sideways at Bayer.

Baier raised his head slightly, and stretched out his hand to lift the hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of deep and bright eyes, which did not contain frustration.

On the contrary, it seems that an artist who pursues aesthetics sees the most innovative works, so joyful, expectant, and moved.

"But although I am the creator of ingenious magic, I should not define it arrogantly. For different things, everyone has different views. The same brush and canvas, the scene outlined by different people is also the same. different."

"In other words, you finally let go, right?"

"Yes, dolls are beautiful dolls, and dolls realize the meaning of being born as dolls. Ingenuity magic is beautiful magic, and it helps dolls realize beautiful meanings."

"And what about the puppeteer?"

"Puppeteer, who knows, he may be the one who actively promotes all of this, or he may just be the one who unintentionally facilitates all of this. Well, if you want me to say it, he is probably a third-rate playwright with an unstable level."

Bayer looked at the white figure and said with emotion: "I can only be its maker at best, and no one in this empire is its real puppeteer. I don't know when it will meet the right puppeteer." Woolen cloth?"

"Well, a third-rate playwright who can't even control whether a play is good or bad. It's interesting, just like the general trend of human beings. Some people are puppets to others, and who will Whose playwright is it?"

After the two were silent for a while, Fang Tianmu turned sideways and said, "Do you want to see the end? After this trip, if you don't help me finish the work, I won't let you go free."

"Please go ahead, for a while, I will be your 'doll'."

"I'm an [-]th-line playwright who plays steadily."

"Ha, I think so too."

……

The pure white knight kills the black wave.

And it itself sank into the endless abyss.

The Ima Empire was shrouded in its last brilliance. In their expectations for the future, they ushered in the end of destruction, and only a small number of people survived.

And this group of people will naturally not be the ones who stood at the forefront and witnessed the end of everything.

However, they will also become "dolls" to realize their own value.

In the unknown future, the reborn white and black currents are mixed together, confusing the various energies remaining around, they repel each other, devour each other, and merge with each other.

A new ignorant consciousness is born.

Then, its blurred vision saw a young figure outside a glass tank.

Although it doesn't know anything, as a new puppet, it feels like it has found a puppeteer suitable for it.

So, following instinct, it stretched out its little hand and caressed in front of the glass jar...

　Through the handover and symmetry of the glass tank, I don’t know if I have written this feeling...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)