God's Container (V)
What a genius among geniuses does - making a puppeteer into a puppet.
It is based on bones and blood, and has nerves as its veins.
Playing with the life and death of others with the string in your hand.
He applied what he taught to him according to his instructions.
This gave the puppeteer the illusion of self-harm.
"Am I half your master?" he asked with his head tilted.
"Well...why not count?" Li Yuebai replied perfunctorily.
Don Imel, who didn't understand the joke, looked quite happy.
And Li Yuebai was finally able to complete the mission of the God's Puppet, thereby obtaining a useless technique of refining living people.
This wave, this wave is a happy one for everyone!
"Can this operation be simplified?" Li Yuebai said in distress, "It's too complicated. I can't remember it. Why are there so many lines?"
"So impatient?"
He thought for a long time, discarded the others, and only took the most important few threads.
One goes through the head, one goes through the heart, one connects to the spinal cord, two connect to the hands, and two connect to the legs.
"These few are enough," he said.
Even with just these few strings, Li Yuebai still doesn't know how to control them.
He said, "I'm really bad at this," and raised his hand and flexed his fingers.
The puppeteer felt a sudden pain in his heart, as if it was being torn apart.
He covered his face with his hands, sweating profusely. After a long while, he raised his head and said, "Be gentle. Have you forgotten what I taught you just now?"
Li Yuebai looked at his hands curiously, then said embarrassedly: "I have indeed forgotten a little... I haven't learned it before."
The puppeteer allowed him to experiment for a long time, but finally he couldn't bear it anymore and covered his hands.
“That’s not how it’s done…”
"You have to feel its presence first. Then... inject energy into the thread."
The puppeteer taught his only and dumbest apprentice earnestly.
Even in the dizzy sweet trance, he was almost awakened by the pain: he seemed to be doing something ridiculous, not only teaching puppetry to others, but also using himself as an experiment.
"I'm sorry, but I'm so stupid..." The apprentice's smile was hidden in his worried face: "Are you okay?"
"…Go on."
The moment the task was completed, Li Yuebai felt that the buddy in front of him was about to collapse.
In fact, he had already learned how to operate it, but doesn’t this just seem fun?
It’s really interesting to see the guy who was a normal person (?) before become so embarrassed and unable to control himself.
Hatred, resentment, ambition, ego, all are gone.
At the moment of official connection, he could only hear the beating of his heart.
It was not the first time that Don Imel felt that he seemed to have lost control of himself since meeting someone.
Before it was the mind, now it is the body.
...When he was able to regain some clarity, he would occasionally wonder if this was an ability that belonged to Li Yuebai?
A kind of control ability that invades human minds and makes people gradually lose their original intentions. A kind of control technique that is more powerful than puppetry.
At the beginning, the thought of hurting him would still occur in his mind, but now, only his image can be imprinted in his mind.
Is this what it feels like to be a puppet?
Slightly curved eyes and lips hiding a hint of smile.
He gradually lost awareness of himself, and at the same time, his awareness of himself became deeper and deeper.
The Fate Card Game absorbed some of the souls that remained on the Azure Continent in the original destiny.
Among these specific souls, some are more special than others.
For example, [God's Puppet] is destined to be a toy of God.
*
"You can use me more." The puppeteer lowered his eyes, looking reluctant: "Is this the end?"
"Don't say such misleading things in front of my brother!"
The sky, earth, lakes, grass, trees, birds and animals were all covered with a layer of frost.
The air was freezing cold. The young man looked at him, and silvery white snow seemed to pass across his brows.
It's like the last bit of crisp snow left on the top of the mountain after the snow melts in winter.
!!! My brother has turned into a white-haired man?
Eh? ...It seems to be an illusion.
Li Yuebai later found out that this was an alienation phenomenon caused by excessive use of abilities.
"Brother!" He smiled cheerfully: "Long time no see!"
"Are you back?" my brother asked calmly.
"Uh-huh."
Whether he was escaping from the Li family or coming back inexplicably, the brother NPC acted calmly without any surprises and seemed to have no curiosity at all.
"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Even Li Yuebai, who didn't care about the plot, tilted his head in confusion.
Li Jianxue shook her head, then touched his head:
"It's good to be back."
Unlike the cold feeling he gave people, his palms were warm and a little rough.
Just like a real brother.
He waited for him to make a real decision, so he made a pact with his greatest enemy.
It was a dark night.
He stood in the shadow behind the window, watching quietly as he took the initiative to follow the enemy away.
At this moment, under the bright sunlight, I see him coming back.
“Since you chose to come back, you must have heard about [the container plan].”
"Yuebai...are you ready?"
*
His "father" pretended to pass on the position of head of the family to him, but in fact he had been training him as a vessel for God.
In fact, he was not averse to making such sacrifices for his family.
In the original plan, he was to serve as a perfect carrier, a tool for God's descent, and gradually lose himself under God's will.
And "Father" continued to lead the family to glory.
...But he discovered the secret of bloodline, killed his "father", and took away what had been passed down in his family for generations.
He opened the wooden box containing the artifact, only to find it empty.
"Empty?"
No, it's not empty...
He caught a trace of strange residual energy and suddenly realized: the artifact... had long been consumed.
With the help of a divine weapon, someone sacrificed countless lives and stole a large amount of the power of time, breaking through the shackles of [time] and achieving a time travel.
The present world after the flashback is no different from the original one, but the artifact has been overused and has disappeared.
He looked through the usage records and found that just 56 days ago, his "father" had used the artifact and there was nothing unusual at the time.
This means that the target time node for this backtracking is within these two months.
...Reversing time and returning to this point in time, is there any special reason?
Could he be the one using the divine weapon?
What caused him in the future to be so shaken that he even went so far as to turn back the time of the entire continent at all costs?
Even when he killed his "father", he never wavered in his family's mission.
Is God's coming really right?
He felt a little confused, and his resolute heart was covered with a veil.
*
"Brother? What preparations are you talking about?" Li Yuebai scratched his head, looking confused and always out of touch.
"Prepare..." He moved his lips, revealing a rare hint of hesitation: "The God's Descent Ceremony can be started..."
Li Yuebai's eyes lit up: "God descends? Is that the God descending that I was thinking of? Brother, can I watch it too?"
Would the average person have the same reaction when faced with such a chilling, even hair-raising ritual?
The god's descent ceremony that terrified the imperial high-ranking officials was downplayed as if it were playing house in the mouths of the two brothers.
"Well, sure." Li Jianxue stared at him for a long while, and finally said, "Then you can host it."
*
He has always had a dream since he was a child.
There is an unclear face in the dream.
Every time he woke up from his dream, he could not fall asleep again. He could only look out the window at the night and quietly wipe his sword.
He watched him laugh and cry.
Over time, the characters in his dreams became clearer and clearer to him.
It seems like I can touch it.
… He felt he could touch him.
"Hey," he said to him, his dark eyes staring into his.
He reached out his hand, but it went through his hair.
He went to the mountains, snowfields, and waterfalls to gain experience in dangerous places.
Not every night has a dream.
The great prophet Meris gave him a motto: That is your destiny.
Destiny, he chewed on this word over and over again.
He pondered over it day after day, but still could not figure it out.
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