The miserable life of Arknights

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To mention, there are some changes in the first two chapters, but they are limited to the plot understanding description, the plot has not changed at all, and those who did not understand it in the early hours can take a look again)

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Tianshuo came below the entrance where he first entered this dungeon.

The entrance was suspended twenty meters above him, just suspended there, without anything to support the entrance.

Magical space.

Tianshuo hovered below the entrance, he could jump twenty meters in one jump... But the entrance was so small that he couldn't control the strength.

"Ahhh... It's really troublesome, try it over and over again. "

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The Blood Diamond Puppet looked at the burning troupe for a long time, turned and left the troupe.

He killed all his mentors.

Shadow, taught the blood diamond puppet how to use the source stone technique of "phantom in the mirror", and also taught the blood diamond puppet how to "sneak".

Knife Dance teaches the Blood Diamond Puppet how to use a knife, and also teaches the Blood Diamond Puppet how to use the knife assassination technique efficiently.

Bai Yinghua taught Blood Diamond Puppet how to act and become an excellent actor.

The head of the troupe (Dionysus), who taught the Blood Diamond Puppet how to sing.

The shadow of the blood diamond puppet remained in place and looked at the ancient castle where he had lived for many years, and the shadow was transformed by the silver fork left to him by Tianshuo.

He is now able to fully control the shadow and is inseparable.

The Blood Diamond Puppet walked out of the castle where the troupe was located, and he stood outside the castle and looked at the full picture of the castle.

He not only attacked the high-level, but also involved the other members of the troupe, even living in the troupe with the Blood Diamond Puppet Shadow, and the lives of ordinary actors from Claybrazon, the Blood Diamond Puppet Shadow was also taken away.

Such a troupe should be destroyed, he thought to himself.

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"Uh... Finally. Tianshuo grabbed the threshold of the entrance with his right hand, and he didn't know how many times he jumped.

That entrance actually moved on its own, which made Tianshuo suffer a lot.

"Whew... I was finally able to leave this damn place. "

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In reality, the puppet of the Victoria Clay Brathon Crimson Theater (abandoned state)

pushes open the last door, nothing has changed in the castle, how he left and how it is now.

Kristen (the puppet's cat) jumped off his shoulder and walked in one direction.

Perhaps this place is destined to disappoint him, and the last door opens.

It is a huge stage, dolls scattered all over the stage, threads covering the floor, ice slag everywhere on the stage.

"This is..." The puppet slowly stepped onto the stage, he had never seen these scenes, this should be a stage that he had burned.

The puppet saw that the reporter was pierced in the chest by a sharp blade and nailed to the chair, probably because of the arrival of the puppet shadow? Or maybe it's the reason.

The blade that penetrated the screener's chest fell off, and the blank suicide note fell to the ground as the newsmaker slipped from the chair, and the newsman fell to the ground and rolled for several weeks and then naturally stopped.

The lights of the stage suddenly shone and the curtain opened.

Something awaited on the stage, and the troupe, which had been destroyed by him, seemed to come back to life.

The puppet involuntarily took the chair where the reporter was sitting before and sat in the center of the stage.

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"Sing. Sing it. "

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A small voice echoed in his head, and he remembered this voice, which seemed to be the voice of the troupe leader (Dionysus).

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"For yourself."

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The puppet was silent, he should not sing again, his song would bring disaster.

But he involuntarily opened his mouth.

A syllable flowed from between the lips of the puppet shadow, one after another.

Then there were the words, the singing, which the puppet remembered well, these were the things that the head of the troupe (Dionysus) had taught him over and over again.

The stage is no longer silent, and the leading actor sings loudly.

Hearing this melodious melody, there are almost inaudible sounds in the shadows, they are responding, they are singing.

The fallen screener followed, discarding the thread in his hand and walking towards his place on the stage.

“...... The actors are in place," the newsman dragged his somewhat stiff body to the stage.

"I should also... Fulfill duties. A

hand stretched out from one side of the stage, Tianshuo's right hand vigorously took the whole person out of the dungeon, and the exit disappeared, and he stood on the side of the stage, a little confused about the situation.

The newspaperman who should have been killed by him was still standing not far away, and on the chair in the center sat a film.

"Oh, first guest." The reporter looked at Tianshuo who suddenly appeared.

"Both wanderers are now back in the arms of the troupe... Congratulations. "

“？ What is this..." Tianshuo was a little confused, but he had confirmed that the reporter was indeed dead.

The newsman turned to the audience directly below the stage, "So, I hereby announce... The play opens. "

The driver raised his whip.

The newspaperman stood proudly.

Prop home calibration appliances.

The gaffer whistled around.

The head chef sharpens his knife.

The playwright immersed himself in writing.

The butler was silent.

The shadow is erratic.

The cold light of the knife dance flickered.

Bai Yinghua smiled.

The troupe leader (Dionysus) looked at Tianshuo, who was thinking about what the other party would do next.

All the troupe members hid in the shadows of the stage, their eyes shining red.

The only one illuminated by the light is the one sitting in the center of the stage....

"Aren't some of you dead?" Tianshuo's sudden opening broke the atmosphere brewing on the stage.

The whispering puppet suddenly stopped, and he raised his head to look at Tianshuo in the shadows in the distance, a familiar voice.

The shadow obscured Tianshuo's appearance, making it impossible for the puppet to see each other.

"Are you...! You're alive?! The puppet suddenly got up from the chair, he wanted to try to see the other party's appearance clearly, he wanted to confirm whether the other party was really alive.

"That's not nonsense?" Tianshuo twisted his somewhat stiff neck, his long black hair fluttering behind him.

Tianshuo walked out of the shadows and stood in the light with the puppet shadow: "Even if this group of perverts dies, I won't die."

At this moment, Tianshuo finally understood where he had seen the film hiding under the table.

The film who was hiding under the table had met him when he left Calaton to follow Cannott, but it was a pity that he did not speak at the time. (See Chapter 218: Confrontation for details)

Long black hair, bandages wrapped around his eyes, the same voice.

The puppet shadow showed a faint smile, stood side by side with Tianshuo, and turned to face the people of the Crimson Troupe.

"It's time for the drama to end... This drama should not have been staged in the first place. The puppet drew the double blade around his waist and aimed it at the people of the Crimson Troupe.

The influence of the troupe leader (Dionysus) on him was temporarily overcome by him.

"The blood diamond has been since then... Disappear into the world. "