He will return to this country to carry forward clever magic. He was originally invited by Fang Tianmu's words to save the world with him.
Fang Tianmu's choice was a good one, but Bayer didn't think that Fang Tianmu would really let the Irma Empire leave like this, and let the dark wave continue to rage in the world.
This is putting the cart before the horse.
Rather than saying it was a choice, it would be better to say that Fang Tianmu showed Bayer the possibilities of the future.
So, Bayer made a decision.
He and Fang Tianmu deceived the Yima Empire and formulated a plan to eliminate the dark wave.
Under Fang Tianmu's cover, it was not difficult to hide this plan from the already desperate Irma Empire.
They even ignored a huge problem, that is, the plan only included the elimination of the dark wave, but the subsequent impact, possible losses, pros and cons to the empire, etc. were not explained.
They don't have much choice anymore.
…
Research Institute Zero was relocated and moved to the front line of the fight against the Kuroshio.
They want to use the magic weapon as a high-energy reaction to attract the Kuroshio. By loading the magic weapon with a special reversal unit, the magic weapon can engulf the Kuroshio.
Then, blow up the magic weapon.
It's that simple.
Once a national hero, at the critical moment of life and death, in the final analysis, he is just a weapon.
On the eve of the implementation of the plan, Fang Tianmu was conducting final debugging in the Zero Research Institute. He was solely responsible for handling the situation here, while Fang Tianmu was outside to help temporarily hold back the Kuroshio.
After a long absence, Bayer was alone with it again.
But as far as he knew, the divine weapon did not have a clear self-awareness, which was not needed as a weapon. The Ima Empire required him to only retain enough intelligence for it to cope with various battle situations.
However, Bayer did not completely follow the empire's instructions.
He activated the secret door he left on the magic weapon.
The original white consciousness reawakens.
It instantly understood the changes over the years, and then looked at Bayer with its dark, empty eyes that had been transformed.
"Long time no see, human being, you succeeded." The first sentence was congratulations.
"I succeeded, but I am about to destroy my most proud work, which is your own hand." Bayer said numbly.
Yuanzhibai said: "Ah, I know, although I can't respond, I have always taken things around me seriously."
"..." After a brief silence, Bayer gritted his teeth and said, "Even so, do you still want to say it doesn't matter?"
"Well, it doesn't matter."
"How about you look a little bit like an intelligent life! Don't treat your life casually as someone else's work! Since it is life, you should at least cherish your own life!"
He roared in a hoarse voice.
"...I'm sorry, I don't know why I made you angry." Bai Bai said in his ethereal voice after a pause, with a hint of relief.
Bayer completely lost his temper and sat limply on the ground: "...No, I lost my temper."
"I like to be what everyone expects." Bai Bai said suddenly.
Bayer looked at him blankly.
"Bai doesn't know anything. I'm full of confusion about my birth, and I don't know how to live my future at all. There is nothing worth remembering in my long life." Bai 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 to this blank piece of paper."
Bayer was completely stunned, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say anything.
"Let me go. My life is insignificant. You helped me realize my value, so I will realize your value too. The original color will never die. One day, we will have the moment to meet again."
…
The pure white knight walks towards the surging waves of darkness.
Even though it has been destined to be a victim, its heroic appearance will still be forever engraved in the hearts of everyone at that moment.
The divine doll cleared 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 quietly.
In the distance, Fang Tianmu and Bayer stood side by side, watching this scene from a distance.
"You made up your mind faster than I expected. Did something good happen to you?" Fang Tianmu asked with a smile.
Bayer's hair, which has not been trimmed for a long time, hangs down messily, blocking his eyes.
"I have always felt that puppets are beautiful puppets, and clever magic is beautiful magic. I want puppet masters to become a beautiful profession in a utopia, and I think other roles are a stain on this ideal."
Fang Tianmu looked sideways at Bayer.
Bayer raised his head slightly and reached out to lift the hair from his forehead, revealing a pair of deep and bright eyes, which did not contain frustration.
On the contrary, it is as if an artist who pursues beauty sees the most innovative work, feeling so joyful, expectant, and moved.
"But although I am the creator of ingenious magic, I should not define it arrogantly. Everyone has different views on different things, and the same brush and canvas are also the scenes sketched by different people.
Different.”
"That is to say, you finally let go, right?"
"Yes, the doll is a beautiful doll, and the doll realizes the meaning of its birth as a doll. The magic of ingenuity is beautiful magic, and it helps the doll realize its beautiful meaning."
"What about the puppeteer?"
"The puppet master, who knows, he may be the one who actively promoted all this, or he may just be the one who unintentionally promoted all this. Well, if you ask me, he is probably a third-rate playwright with unstable skills."
Bayer looked at the white figure and sighed: "At best, I can only be its maker. No one in this empire is its real puppet master. I don't know when it will meet the right puppet master."
Woolen cloth?"
"Well, is it 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 mankind. Some people are just puppets to others, and who can
Whose playwright is it?”
After the two of them were silent for a moment, 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, I will be your 'puppet' for a while."
"I am an eighteenth-tier playwright with stable performance."
"Ha, I guess so."
…
The pure white knight slew the black wave.
And it itself sank into the endless abyss.
The Yima Empire was shrouded in its last glory, and in their expectations for the future, it ushered in the end of destruction, with only a small number of people surviving.
And these people will naturally not be the ones who stand at the forefront and witness the end of everything.
However, they will also become "dolls" to realize their own value.
In an unknown future, the reborn white and black tides mix together, confusing the various energies remaining around them. They repel each other, devour each other, and merge with each other.
A new and ignorant consciousness was 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 puppet master that suits it.
So, following its instinct, it stretched out its little hand and touched it in front of the glass tank...
Through the connection and symmetry of the glass jar, I don’t know if I can write down this feeling...