Original God, looking for the heart

Mo Bei felt selfish: "Yes, this is better than before. Without those experiences, he would have lived a happier life."

"Let him choose this matter." Nasida did not blame Mo Bei. She suggested leaving the choice to the owner of this matter.

"Huh? What are my thoughts?" The wanderer pointed at himself helplessly and looked at Mo Bei again.

"It doesn't matter, Asan just says what he said."

After hesitating for a while, he Nuo Nuo said: "I have been wandering since I became conscious. At that time, I didn't know the meaning of my existence, let alone where I was going. But then I came here and saw Kong, especially Amo."

"Ah Mo gives me a warm feeling, like having a home." With a smile on his face, the wanderer is as carefree as a child:

"But the first time I met A Mo was in the hospital. I seemed to have done a lot of wrong things to make A Mo uncomfortable." The wanderer felt very sorry, "I want to get back to the past, and I want to be truly qualified to accompany you." Beside him."

……

In addition to the Wanderers, Mobei, Kong, and even Paimon also went together. According to Nasida, Sora and Paimon have entered the World Tree before, and this visit can also provide safety protection.

--world Tree--

After entering the world of the Rangers' "past", everyone's abilities were suppressed. This is a secret realm, a changing secret realm that only belongs to wanderers.

The initial scene is the castle tower, the place where he was born. Just like what Mo Bei had seen before, the doll was thrown into the borrowing room after mechanical judgment, as decisively as wiping away a tear.

Then came the land where foxes, black cats and baby birds depended on each other on tartar sand. At that time, both the skirmishers and Mo Bei looked completely different. The puppets that look like blank paper live together with the children, and the children innocently add a heart to the paper.

Paimon: "I seem to understand why their relationship is so good. Wu...Mobei...your home..."

"That's all in the past. With the company of Qingqi Zhe and Niyu, I have never been sad because of my life experience."

"By the way, didn't you have white hair from the beginning? If it weren't for your eyes, I would almost not recognize you."

Faced with this question, Mo Bei pulled out a handful of his hair: "I don't know, maybe I will know when I get my memory back?"

Just standing here and watching, Wanderer felt warm. It seemed like something furry was nestled on his chest, rubbing gently from time to time.

...The first memory ends, it belongs to the original "beautiful".

Then, he witnessed breaking again and again. The most profound thing for them was that their fingers were burned inch by inch in the fire, and finally they knelt down in despair in the sea of ​​scorched flowers - the baby birds and family members were extinguished together with their last expectations.

"Where did Mo Bei go..." Paimeng could not wait to push Mo Bei over and let this misunderstanding be resolved immediately.

"I don't know, I...I don't know..." Stimulated, Mo Bei recalled the past like crazy. The memory is strong and the crystals in the space sparkle.

Zhu Yue releases energy to suppress it forcefully. The giant dragon lowered his head and looked at the restless butterflies inside, as if to warn: "No, the time has not come yet."

In the World Tree, Mo Bei's thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and his brain was briefly blank - he was forcibly blocked from thinking.

Wanderer worriedly stepped forward to help Mo Bei.

At this moment, the scene continued to change. There was mist all around, and uneasiness gripped my heart.

Sora will never forget the place where the Son of God handed over the Heart of God, where Mo Bei was abducted, and where he still feels uncomfortable even after thinking about it for so long.

During this period of time, the tit-for-tat attitude of the skirmisher and the lady was intriguing. But it also confirms one thing - the Evil Eye Factory was not run by skirmishers from the beginning. To be precise, the skirmishers were just there to keep the factory running while the lady was gone. At that time, he had just stepped into the land of Inazuma.

What follows is Mo Bei's life in the factory.

"So this is how you and the skirmishers get together?!" Paimon half-covered his eyes with one hand and pointed at the screen with his other hand, with a completely unbelievable tone.

On the screen, Mo Bei was holding flowers in his hands, and the skirmisher took off his bamboo hat to cover their faces, and they were kissing under the tree.

Even Sora turned around and smiled secretly.

The scene of the kiss was being stared at by everyone... Mo Bei became angry with embarrassment, and the sides of his cheeks were red: "This...! In the air, Dao's wife just called out, and the mandrill rushed from Liyue to Dao's wife... You guys between…!"

Sora's body stiffened after being exposed. He coughed twice and pretended to explain seriously: "Ahem...that's because of this." Then he took out a butterfly made of sycamore leaves from his pocket, "There are orders from Mandrill on it. He can move instantly. Come to me."

"Oh, a token." Mo Bei also pretended to explain calmly.

For a while, the silver-haired boy and the blond-haired boy started to argue, trying to expose each other's scandals. Of course, the two still had a good grasp of the situation. As the saying goes, "There is no loss of friends or brothers."

The wanderer also thought of the kiss not long ago and was too embarrassed to say anything. He lowered his head, looking completely different in the noise between the two.

It turns out that I fell in love with him at this time... But, he was in the past, he is now, and even... he is in the future... Wanderer is suddenly worried about whether he is worthy of the boy in front of him?

As the state of mind changed, the surrounding scene switched to the bottom of the Teaching Order.

The doll sits in the palm of the mecha, holding the heart of God with a faint light. As long as this warm "heart" is placed in the mecha, everything he wants will come.

His crimson eyes were smart, and with a paranoia that was unique from the gods, he used the heart of gods and himself as the kinetic energy to start the machine.

"You are looking forward to the heart as much as I am. But that's right, it should be named."

He turned his head to look at the tall and majestic mecha, "Hua Jing, I'm not so ruthless. I treat creations without giving them names."

"...The secret master of Qiye Jizhao," the puppet's eyes flashed with an imperceptible light, and his arrogant and wanton smile was covered by the bamboo hat. He smiled softly, "He is also the god of opportunity."

At this moment, he is "God".

……

"God, do you think I am evil?" The wanderer prayed carefully, "Do you think there is a difference between humans and dolls?"

"Those who endure the warmth and coldness of the world, taste the joys, anger, sorrows, and joys are human beings, and those who cry, cry, and rage over birth, old age, sickness, death, love, and hatred are also human beings."

"I have seen enough past events." The wanderer's tone sounded particularly calm. "If possible, I want to take back the sins that should have been shouldered by me."

"No matter what the outcome is, I will not evade the accusations and sanctions imposed on me. Let what you deserve happen."

Mo Bei stood behind the wanderer. Maybe he didn’t want to disturb the conversation between him and the little Lucky Grass King, so he lip-texted: “I will accompany you.”…

The memory cube fell slowly and was held by the wanderer's hands. Using this memory means losing your current identity. But he really didn't want to endure this futile wandering.

What's more, there are still people waiting for him.

The wanderer fell to his knees as memories flooded into his brain.

Mo Bei panicked immediately, but Zhu Yue reassured him that this was a normal phenomenon and there was no need to worry. "Boy, when you get your memory back in the future, it won't be too different. This is his cause and effect, and he will bear it himself."

"Rumble"

The ground shook, and purple phantom fragments gathered at the "heart" of Zhengji. The unmanned mecha moved and attacked the three of them without any reason.

"Foolish to give up on God's achievements."

……

"Mo Bei, you and Paimon take care of the skirmishers." The mecha was not yet complete, and even without Nasida's help, Kong was sure that he was capable of fighting.

But - in this secret realm, they are always the ones who are suppressed.

Zhengji's energy beam knocked Sora aside and quickly focused his fire on the Wanderer. The three elements launched at the same time but were unable to defeat Zhengji's all-out attack. Mo Bei looked ugly. If he stepped back any further, the Rangers would be affected.

"Tsk... I don't even have a chance to fight back. Ah San, think of it quickly. Let's dismantle this mecha together later...!"

Mo Bei's elemental power is constantly being exploited, but Zhengji's energy is getting stronger.

"To untie the bell, you must tie the bell." This secret realm can only be broken by the wanderers themselves.

……

"A despicable creature, who allowed you to touch him?"

Two wind blades shot out from the side of Mo Bei, accurately cutting off the two energy delivery pipes in the main machine control room.

"The Raging Wind!" A green figure flashed past the top of his head, catching the slowly falling Eye of God. The wanderer didn't even want to take a second look, casually embedded in the golden ring on his chest.

The wanderer weaved through the hail of bullets, wielding the wind blade in his hand. Even the thunder and lightning in the venue was shocked by him, and he was driven to turn into a sword blade and insert it into the connection point of the mecha. Mo Bei followed closely behind, raising the tempered sickle blade and slicing it on the mecha's arm.

The flames spread with the attack, and red light overflowed from the cracks in the machine.

"Bang!" "Zizzi"

……

An element of chaos once again filled the venue. Finally, Zhengji collapsed under the weight and was torn into pieces by the two men.

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