The puppets' stage play

Chapter 113 Carbon of Molten Iron

"Well, can I take it as a provocation?"

Ran Xiuzhu looked calmly at Ibel who made the declaration, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Ibel, do you want to start a war with the goddess lineage?" She asked softly, with a serious look on her increasingly cold face.

Becoming a goddess is the long-cherished wish of the goddess lineage, and it is even said to be the only wish of the goddess (Ran Xiuzhu).

"As the master of the tea party, you are just waiting for your position in a short period of time. If you want to overwhelm the idol of this generation, you can't do it with your weak and gentle tone. Or-"

The corners of Ran Xiuzhu's mouth raised, and his eyes looked directly at Ibel, who was listening, and the temperature of his voice dropped sharply again.

"Are you going to give up that method and officially show off your power as a 'saint' and shock us with your absolute power, senior?"

Then, she uttered the word that no one mentioned.

Ibel was speechless for a moment. She looked silently at Ran Xiuzhu, who had cold eyes. Her usually gentle and kind eyes became a little deeper, like a dangerous existence lurking deep under the sea.

A tyrant who is bitterly cold, brutal and bloody, and rules over the 'powerless' with his strength.

Ibel, who has been in power longer than the other four idols and can even be considered an idol of a generation, gave up her duties midway through her tenure as a saint and jumped from a low-ranking fisherman to a contemporary saint.

From the 'maid' who accompanied the last person to the aloof saint, regardless of the thoughts of the other idols, the doubts never stopped from the beginning. The identity of the aliens and their appearance were not noble. Compared with other mature idols, Idols seem particularly immature.

It was May, and Ibel became a saint by everyone's surprise.

In October of that year, the rest of the idols abdicated one after another, and the only remaining idol was Ibel, who was in a slightly embarrassing position. She could be considered both a previous generation and a contemporary one. At that time, she was only a second-level idol who was ignored by everyone.

No one took the initiative to mention a certain fact. Everyone took it for granted that this lucky guy should be counted as the previous generation, otherwise it would be unfair to those idols who have not yet been selected.

In other words, by December, when the new screening begins, this guy will ‘abdicate’ and be forgotten by the world.

The lower-ranking fisher girls are meant to supplement the saints, and they themselves often aspire to the status of saints. But even so, the saints who have only been in power for seven months are hard to laugh at, and they will not even be considered. The records in 'The Idol Chronicles' are pitiful.

However, perhaps out of someone's pity, the decision-maker finally allowed her to stay. At that time, during this period, she was also working hard to perform her duties.

"The Fisher Girl, the daughter of desire, can only be qualified if she has a strong desire and a heart that can tolerate that desire. Miss Feist is a very noble person, and it is precisely because of this that she becomes more and more painful, and even can't help but run away. responsibility"

Ibel was silent for a moment and spoke in a calm tone. His water-colored eyes looked at Ran Xiuzhu, who had a cold expression, with a consistent gentle light in his eyes.

The Pfister she mentioned was the saint who took office. The person who couldn't wait to escape from her duties was rare even in the history of idols. After all, most of them died, so it was considered a rare case.

Ran Xiuzhu looked at Ibel, who was smiling softly, and thought of the woman's appearance before she died.

"No...don't...if you want to stay with that kind of thing any longer...you can't do it!"

That kind of hoarse voice, thinking only of her own ugliness is still engraved in her memory. That posture is by no means a noble person as the other party said, but a shameless person who throws his responsibilities to her.

Of course, as the foundation of idols, the three families would not let such a person who ruined his reputation live. Ran Xiuzhu watched that person die with his own eyes, and next to him were several trembling idols who were in office. Their eyes were full of fear.

"If the soul is no longer noble, then there is no need to continue to exist. Remember, 'Goddess'"

The thick palm left the woman's neck as if nothing had happened. Lao Yong looked at Ran Xiuzhu with a smile and congratulated her in advance on her promotion, but this was also a warning to her.

After that, the idols who took office were abandoned to remote worlds, where they would spend the rest of their lives until their death.

"Hmph, that kind of unclean thing can be considered a saint, and those who were selected are all trash as expected." After returning, Kira, who had a girlish face, smiled cheerfully and uttered evil words.

She turned around and touched the face of Ran Xiuzhu who was close at hand with her palms. Her expression was intoxicated, but her eyes looked cold.

"You are a goddess, and you can only be a goddess. I will help you win the crown, and stay noble as a 'goddess'. Otherwise, you will die." Kira sunk her fingers into her cheeks, and revealed a somewhat cool expression. smile.

The goddess's expression remained unchanged and she spoke calmly.

"As you wish"

"Hahahahaha!!!" Kira laughed immediately. No matter how beautiful she looked, she was still no longer young.

This thought flashed through the goddess's mind, but for some reason, it was not noticed by the high-level opponent. Over a period of time, she gradually understood the reason, because...

"I understand, please look forward to my challenge, but until the moment I launch the challenge, you must not lose to her."

Ran Xiuzhu raised her face and focused her gaze on the smiling woman. If this person failed incompetently before then, she would have to deal with him personally. A slight smile appeared on her face, and her face became a little softer.

That way, even if she fails, she can still be with her, which would be really nice...

Not as a goddess, but as Ran Xiuzhu, she said silently in her heart, with a perseverance shining in her eyes, she will continue to work hard for this.

"Strength doesn't matter. If you are incompetent, even if you have strength, it will only be of that level."

Han Shiyin suddenly interjected. Although her expression was cold, her attention seemed a little distracted. She looked absent-minded, and her jasper-like fingers unconsciously rubbed the tea cup.

"Even what everyone said!" Yu Qingchen woke up, looked at the situation in front of him with some doubts, and replied casually. Belusa next to him turned his head for a moment, the golden color in his eyes faded, and his expression looked a little helpless. .

"You," she heard the other party say softly, and immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.

Han Shiyin glanced sideways, her red eyes filled with indifference, as if she didn't care at all. She was only working hard for her own goals.

Belusa's eyes turned cold, and then she spoke.

"Speaking of which, at the last tea party you actually talked about yourself and said Qi Xiu was your fan. What does that mean?!" Belusa's attitude was cold and she looked at Han Shiyin with dagger-like eyes.

Han Shiyin's eyes darkened, but she let out a sneer from her nose, with deliberate arrogance on her gorgeous face.

"It's just a childhood sweetheart, that's why he treats me like that, but now it seems that he has been captured by you. He is such a superficial person." She turned her face away with disdain, her voice sounding particularly disgusted.

"I was only friendly to him out of friendship at first, but I became attached to him instead. Don't you think it's annoying? I don't think that kind of person is a good person. Just a little kindness will be remembered in my heart. Really disgusting”

"It's so disgusting, how could there be such a person..."

Han Shiyin spat out vicious words one after another, but at the last tea party, she happily told Belusa and others about what they had done together, which made Belusa look particularly grim and she wanted to leave for a while. .

"Then didn't you say you still love him that time?" Ibel stretched out his hand to stop Belusa, who had a cold expression, and then looked at Han Shiyin who turned his head seriously, sighing deep in his eyes.

"That was just a joke on my part, so it was really funny to see the ice girl break through the defense, haha..."

Although she continued to say annoying words, Han Shiyin never turned her head, and her voice seemed a little hoarse.

"Why -" Yu Qingchen was about to say why he didn't turn his head, but Belusa waved her hand gently at her, the coldness in her eyes dissipated, and the expression on her face was a little complicated.

Her somewhat sluggish brain suddenly cleared up. She looked at Han Shiyin in surprise. In her eyes, the figure looked extremely desolate.

"Just treat it like this, so don't get close to him again. This is for your own good." Belusa hesitated for a moment, then spoke slowly, with the same determination in her eyes.

"I didn't expect you were preaching to me, huh"

Han Shiyin turned her face at this moment, looking as if nothing had happened. If you ignored her eyes that were redder than usual, her tone was softer than usual.

In this way, putting aside their usual stances, sometimes quarreling, sometimes making up, letting the emotional outbursts subside, the idols use their true feelings to say words that cannot be said in the outside world. This is the meaning of the tea party.

Ibel's ability to lead the start of the tea party means that she has suppressed other idols and at the same time made other idols feel close to her. If this process continues, she will be judged as a 'goddess'.

Clang clang, like the sound of an evening bell, everyone's words stopped at the same time.

"It seems that this time has come to an end. You might as well talk about your recent plans." Ibel turned his face to listen, with regret in his eyes and said reluctantly.

"I'm going back to my clan. You can take this opportunity to attract more fans." She teased everyone with a smile, her eyes full of confidence.

"Me? Well, I will probably carry out several activities, and the scope will be around Dongdu." Han Shiyin calmed down her emotions and said in a calm tone, having already gotten over her previous emotions.

"It seems we can't meet each other. I received an invitation from Xidu. After all, my family has some connections there." Belusa sighed, with a look of boredom in her eyes. She actually didn't want to go out during this period of time.

"I have decided that I will sing harder. When Ibel comes back, my flag will be flying over hundreds of millions of cities." Yu Qingchen puffed up his chest, his face full of seriousness.

"That's my mission, but -" Ran Xiuzhu said in a deep voice, and then looked at the smiling Ibel, "...it's not a bad idea to give her some time before you come back."

"Oh? It sounds like Xiuzhu, you have something else to do?" Ibel looked at him curiously.

"...For some reasons, I plan to go to the First United Hospital for a while. I hope it can help me." Ran Xiuzhu hesitated for a moment before speaking out her plan. Due to the limitations of the goddess' means, she planned to try Find some information.

"Oh"

Belusa responded uninterestedly that even if it was her alma mater, she wouldn't care too much about it. As long as it didn't affect her team, the other party could go wherever they liked.

Hearing this, Han Shiyin couldn't help but stare at Belusa with a hesitant expression, but in the end she didn't say anything.

"Then let's end it here. I don't know when we will meet again next time." Ibel's eyes were a little melancholy. She put her hands together and muttered something.

"From all directions, everything should be connected, signs and words are kept, and everything that goes on is a secluded bamboo."

Her palms spread apart, her five fingers touched each other, and she lifted them up to her face. There was a faint fluctuation of airflow around her body, and her water-colored eyes became clearer.

"Up and down, left and right, chaos, here, disperse!" She shouted softly, and everything in front of her lost its true meaning and turned into billowing smoke, covering all her sight. The 'tea party' disappeared, and the figures of several people disappeared with it.

On the western half, the circular hemisphere dissipated in the air like a phantom, as if it never existed in the first place.

Changing and mysterious, this room can only be opened by the owner of the tea party and cannot be seen by anyone except the idol. It is not only the place for the tea party, but also a...shelter when necessary.

Belusa opened her eyes and saw the scene she was used to seeing.

Looking around, it was quiet and empty, with exquisite and cold furniture placed everywhere in the house. This was a luxurious manor for rest and exercise, and at this moment, the only person in the garden... was herself.

"Speak of respect, keep a distance, feel fear, stay far away, the essence..." There was a cold look in her eyes, "It's all the same, it's just a place to imprison the 'beast'"

"Neither God nor man, the so-called golden will is just a canary trapped in a cage."

She looked to the north, where an invisible cold air spread. There was the only 'resident' besides her, who was the founder of the Nolen family, the earliest prayer messenger, and was once called the Ice Palace by the outside world. Nolen of the Witch.

And she called herself the "Witch of Silence" in her family. Now her body is there, and only those who have awakened the golden will can enter here. The family firmly believes that this can get the other party's protection.

After awakening when she was young, she was 'thrown' here like a lost god. No one dared to come close to it. At that time, she was recruited by United First Academy, so she didn't starve to death.

No, it wasn't that there were not one or two people, but at most there were only those few people who came, and one of them was Shirley, so she later called her aunt.

She lowered her head, her expression looking a little deep.

"Belusa, your life has been so boring. Even that mark is not active." She raised her hand and turned it over. The number 1 appeared there. She looked at the number indifferently.

"Even the demon god you correspond to ignores you. You are sensitive and fragile inside, pathetic and ridiculous. Every time I think of you, I feel disgusted. You are just a weak person hiding in his own world."

"I am different. I am an idol. I am a princess. I am Belusa Noren. I am the one who will abandon you, the despicable one, and then regain a new life. I am not afraid of others. I will move forward bravely until I achieve my goal. "

"Whether it is Qi Xiu, the goddess, or even the truth you want to know, I will get it. This is my promise to you, and it will never be false."

"Before that, just sleep quietly and fall into eternal sleep like that, 'I'"

The color of gold flashed in her eyes, and Princess Belusa showed a strong expression, her face full of confidence.

She is the embodiment of the golden spirit, the soul of idols, or in other words - the end.

No matter who they were before, no matter what their personalities were, it doesn't matter. As long as they reach the final stage, they will all become 'flawless' idols.

This is why idols are called aliens. Once you embark on this path, you will no longer be 'yourself', but another individual with the same appearance.

To use an analogy, it is an upgraded and enhanced version of the original body.

"Now, let's try to contact her first. After all, I don't have too much time." Belusa whispered, and a coat of arms appeared on the back of her hand. It was a circular coat of arms with five ripples.

"Come and meet me at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I have something to say." She immediately stood up and began to dress herself up. She would then wait here quietly for the arrival of a few people.

"...It would be great if that guy didn't come." She suddenly thought of someone, and her voice suddenly became a little irritated. Just thinking about that guy with a disgusting smell was coming, she immediately felt sick.

"It's bloody, stinky, and disgusting. Fighters are existences that should be discarded." She said unwillingly, and walked into the depths of the room with conflict.

At this moment, Qi Xiu was searching for what he wanted in the 15th Ring Road. There were numerous commercial streets here, making it a rare commercial district in a city with hundreds of millions of people.

Basically, outsiders will release some of the things they have researched, part communication, part transaction. They show off their masterpieces in an attempt to attract people of the same mind.

And he wanted to find some unique products of the world he wanted to go to. After all, he also wanted to hide his identity. Since it was a neutral world, there must be no shortage of enemies of the Forest Federation.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he looked at a yawning figure. In the image above his head was a gray ball with some parts scattered around it.

'Found it' he muttered silently, his expression became indifferent, and he walked over as if he were normal.