We Are Gamers

The author replied: "The story of the dragon and the brave is just one of the countless stories I wrote, and it was not special at first."

"original?"

Bai Ge said: "Could it be that this story is out of your control?"

"You understand quickly, and the facts are as you think."

"Creating a world and writing a story is a very complicated thing."

"To put it simply, it's like you're drawing on a blank sheet of paper, first you need a piece of paper, and you need a pen."

"There is only one paper, and only one pen. If you have successfully drawn a painting, you must burn the previous painting. I always burn the world when the story comes to an end, return it to a pure white scroll, and then recreate it. ..."

What the author said made Baige immediately think of the world of painting.

There is only one scroll, and the old world must be burned to create a new one.

He narrowed his eyes: "So? You plan to burn this world down? You also want to spread fire?"

"indeed so."

The author said calmly: "This story has gone in a distorted direction, and it should come to an end."

"But you've never done that before."

Bai Ge paused for a moment: "No, it can't be done, right?"

He was keenly aware: "The picture scroll is important, but more importantly... the pen."

"Exactly. Without a pen, even I cannot reshape the world."

The author said lightly: "Until the last moment, my pen has been lost..."

This time it was Baige's turn to be silent.

He narrowed his eyes: "Wang Haoran, is that your pen?"

"Yes."

The simple answer is so easy and freehand.

"No wonder you are so kind to explain to me." Bai Ge raised his eyes: "So? Are you going to pick me up, and then use the human body as a brush, and dip your hair in ink to write and draw?"

"Heh...you are funny, I thought you would be angry."

The author said: "I fell into a deep sleep after the creation was completed. The power of the pen was sealed in the body of the dragon king. I used the Haoran Dragon King as an open source to create the dragon clan. After that, human civilization will inevitably be born, triggering a dragon-slaying war. I just didn't expect the development of the story to repeat itself. Unexpectedly, when I realized it, the power of the Dragon King had been split into two, reduced to two dragons."

"Without my paintbrush, no matter how powerful I am, I can't rewrite the world. I can only wander between history, stitching and mending everywhere, causing a series of chaos, trying to make the Dragon King reappear."

"It's a pity that as the eldest brother, you are unwilling to swallow Kuntukuta, and Kuntukuta is too weak, which made my many plans go to waste. Until now, you took the initiative to swallow her... The power of the Dragon King has returned gone."

The author stretched out his hand to Baige.

"Come with me, Haoran...follow me as a brush, and I will not obliterate your will."

"Your offer is indeed tempting."

"But I refuse."

Bai Ge was very moved, and then rejected him.

"You want to go to destruction with this rotten world?"

The author is very puzzled by this kind of behavior, it is simply a gold reward for confusing behavior.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!"

Bai Ge held up his index finger and shook it three times. He smiled and said, "Because I'm not Wang Haoran, let alone Kingfisher. I'm sorry, my surname is Bai."

"... unreasonable stubbornness."

The author said in a deep voice: "You even devoured her, doesn't it mean that you have let go of the past attachment?"

"You don't seem very smart."

Bai Ge restrained his smile: "It's all said and done, you still don't understand what I'm talking about?"

He repeated word by word again: "I said... Lao, Zi, no, yes, Wang, Hao, yes!"

The voice fell, and there was a sound on the ground. The author realized it later, and his pupils shrank violently. He suddenly looked at Bai Gexu's right hand, and his expressionless eyes and expressions suddenly changed. He changed three expressions in an instant, and finally stopped. In terms of color and art, it is brilliant.

"Have you not!"

"This expression is really good." Bai Ge raised the corners of his lips: "I just want to see the expressions of you group of self-proclaimed cicada and oriole catchers when they roll over, the expression of failure and incompetence and rage. "

He spread out his palm, his fingers moved nimbly, the Dragon's Heart was played with like a coin, flickering, a simple magic trick, but what he ate just now was really just a jelly bean.

"I really thought that you would say something terrible... It turns out that you are just a superior..."

"Don't think that everyone is an actor in your eyes, who is not an outsider?"

"You're just a dog planner. Do you really think it's the first time I've seen you?"

Bai Ge raised his hand to stop the other party's words: "And don't try to convince me with words, it's useless, give up, give up... It's not that I'm confident, so far, no one has dared to fool me. won."

The author's expression became even more distorted.

Then he calmed down.

"I gave up persuading you... You are indeed too dangerous to stay. You can't move now. As long as I kill you and take the dragon heart, I can get back my paintbrush sooner or later."

"Kill me, how did you take the brush away?"

"That's not something you need to care about. I don't mind whoever becomes my paintbrush, but you are the only one who can't. You are too dangerous."

"Hmph... I'm curious, how do you control the hero, is it just this time, or has been secretly influencing her in the past."

"In order to walk on the earth, a body is always needed. It is not difficult to prepare one or two spare bodies. She is the pupil I use to observe the world."

"In other words, he really has always been your marionette." Bai Ge muttered to himself: "Yes, and only in this way, everything makes sense."

"make sense?"

"The brave is the key. No matter how the process develops, how many layers of foreshadowing, how many people are involved, the only core is always the brave and the dragon. The ultimate goal, the most important part, and the most critical steps are all completed by her. If She didn't choose to muddle along, if she lost the key part, if she couldn't beat Kunkuta, the development would be distorted again, and if she had no problem, it would be impossible for the players in the shadows to control this variable factor."

Bai Ge said lightly: "So I've been suspicious of her from the very beginning, but I didn't expect that it was actually a dog plotting behind her back, so I couldn't find anything out, and I didn't see any flaws..."

"You didn't suspect wrong." The author walked up to him: "It's a pity."

"Not necessarily." Bai Ge said.

"It's just a hard mouth, what else can you do? Just move your fingers."

"Yes, I can only move my fingers." Bai Ge said, "But it's enough. Also, why do you think I have to chat with you for so long?"

The dragon's heart is thrown away, and the roulette spins.

Black and red diamonds fell into the loading holes.

With a crisp reload.

The cold wind blows, blowing away the robe that covers the muzzle of the gun.

"This shot... is called the times have changed!"

Bai Ge pulled the trigger, and he moved his fingers.

Two shots were fired.

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Putting a cold gun is a skill.

I don't know if the author has never actually fought at all, he seems to be very slow in responding.

Aisha is a brave man, it is not difficult to block or dodge bullets.

He heard the gunshot, and then the ammunition passed by slowly, and was held in his hand.

"This level of speed is not even faster than the speed of the sword."

The author raised his finger, and there was a piece of metal between his fingers.

As he said this, he noticed that Bai Ge smiled.

"I know that an ordinary shot can't hurt you at all, but..."

"I fired twice."

"The first shot was aimed at the cheek on purpose to draw your attention, but the second shot was aimed at the heart in the chest."

The author lowered his head, and a bright red color spread from the center of his chest.

Before he opened his mouth to speak, he coughed up a mouthful of bright red blood.

"……you……"

"Sorry, I'm a bit cunning."

Bai Ge stared at the author: "It's just that these two shots are my last strength. If you still have any hole cards, I can't resist, but I don't believe you have any hidden backhands. After all, you are not cautious enough."

He said unhurriedly: "The heart that just fell into the heart is the heart of the dragon, which contains the dragon soul and magic power of Kunkuta. No matter how long you stay in Aisha's body, next, please get out It's... a smooth roll."

With the word 'roll' down.

My eyes almost burst into flames.

He has been completely defeated, he is angry, he is mad, and he is unwilling.

You know, he was only one step away from regaining the paintbrush, but he lost everything at this time.

Even the carefully created hero's body was taken away, and the will was about to be repelled by the power of Kunkuta.

No, the worst thing is... the existence of the author has been learned by Ssangyong!

This is the greatest advantage he has lost.

When He appeared from the shadows, he should have grasped a huge advantage and was about to secure the victory in one fell swoop, but unexpectedly, he fell into Baige's series of tricks, which can be described as a wrong step, a wrong step...

Because of His existence, Ssangyong's will also deeply understands the reason why it must not devour each other.

If you devour the other party, you can certainly gain incomparably powerful power and become the Dragon King of Grand Virtue.

But whether you like it or not, you will be reduced to a paintbrush and the author's doll. This... is definitely not the ending that the two proud dragons would like to see.

But the two sides in the fight lost their hostility, and even found out that there was a third person who provoked dissension, and even the reckless person would calm down.