The Modern Age of the Mysterious

In the process of bleeding towards the stone platform, his soul suddenly descended into the stone platform. Moonlight·1902 saw his blood flowing into the red lake ahead like a stream...

Go with the blood...his gut told him so. Moonlight tried her best to suppress the trembling in her heart. There was only the monotonous sound of blood falling in his ears, his fingers came alive, and he played "Billions of Fingertips" easily, the strange atmosphere of Mengdu instantly permeated the surroundings, and the hypercube in Moonlight Soul shone, which not only It dispelled the panic in his heart, and even made him a little excited and high-spirited. It's just a strange dream, isn't it? What dream could be more treacherous than R'lyeh?

He immediately returned to his usual self-confident appearance. The luthier of Mengdu, wearing a decent black suit, with his hair combed back still, started walking along the blood stream...

The closer you get to the lake, the more you can see the small island on the lake. It was no longer the outline of Sam, but a small island. There seemed to be people on the island, but at such a distance, the moonlight couldn't see clearly.

The moonlight came to the junction of the ditch and the groove, where the brook emptied into the lake. There is a boat waiting. There is a soft white cloth in the boat, and a baby with shimmering light is sitting cross-legged in the cloth. He stretched out his hand toward the moonlight, as if inviting him to come aboard.

"Both on this ship, you can land on the small island opposite. There, you will face a brand new world, a brand new you. There, you can reshape everything about yourself." The baby did not speak, But a childish voice sounded in Yueguang's heart, "However, if you want to board this ship, you must let go of everything you have now."

have everything? Moonlight froze. What does it mean to have everything?

Winnie and Summer? The sound of the piano in the dream capital of the mask? And... Raliya Kamiyu? Frederick's billions of fingertips? The joyful feeling of playing that legendary piano suddenly surged in Yueguang's heart, and the whole world trembled.

If you want to unlock the lock that Nietzsche arranged for yourself, you must let go of everything. But, putting everything down, I became a "baby" with nothing... How can I help Sean defeat Nietzsche?

How could I disarm myself before the decisive battle?

Moonlight knew that the baby sitting cross-legged in the boat in front of him was Nietzsche's demigod. He is an ancient philosopher-god with a mysterious external form and the power to "regenerate" people.

However, when I am satisfied with everything at present, and even very attached to it, how can I really let go?

The baby in the boat just looked at the moonlight with a slight smile.

The pianist stands on the shore. His soul is undergoing an unprecedented brutal fight.

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"The order of the three locks has been disturbed," said Nietzsche. "You will not know what happened to them until it is all over."

Sean nodded slightly at Nietzsche's "intimate".

"Sean, for Catherine, even at this moment, if you choose to obey me, all this can still be stopped."

The third time, Nietzsche reminded for the third time.

"Thank you, no need."

"I understand." Nietzsche closed his eyes, "This is the fate you choose."

There is a wind blowing, and the top of the mountain is quiet. At this moment, there is an exquisite dancer dancing on the stage, one lion is struggling to fight the other, and there is a boatman standing on the shore, his soul is fighting...

Everything will change. Everything will be different from before. Sean took a deep breath, praying that he would be brave enough to face it all.

The light spot representing the lock suddenly made a crisp sound. Sean and Nietzsche both opened their eyes. A spot of light can be seen, like a lighted lamp, showing a warm color.

A lock has been unlocked!

Sean's heart suddenly rose: whose breakthrough? Olivia, Ivan or Moonlight?

"I didn't expect to make a breakthrough..." Nietzsche muttered to himself, obviously very confident in his own design, "Don't be too complacent, Mr. Dickinson, this is just the first one."

After a while, the crisp voice sounded again. The second lock was also lit.

Sean clenched his fist slightly. He knew he could always count on them.

From this point of view, it is not impossible to break all three locks. Nietzsche may only be able to use 40% of his strength to face himself.

If that's the case... Sean knows that thinking too much won't do much good, but he can't restrain the association at the moment: if that's the case, he has full confidence in defeating Black Joker!

Nietzsche, he will pay dearly for his arrogance!

Seeing that the second lock was also broken, Nietzsche stopped talking. He just snorted coldly.

Suddenly, the third bright spot went out. From dim light to gray.

"It seems that someone still fell before fate..."

Looking at the extinguished light spot, Sean blinked. He couldn't believe it.

Who lost? Olivia, Moonlight or Ivan?

He knew what it meant to fail in Nietzsche's locks. But he couldn't think about it.

"Okay, sixty percent." Nietzsche shrugged his shoulders and moved his body, "Mr. Dickinson, I've waited too long for this moment."

Can't think about it anymore. Sean reminded himself. The wise man of Shambhala in his heart sat cross-legged and quickly fixed his mind on his eyes. Although he could still faintly feel uneasy, that uneasiness no longer affected him.

What he is facing at the moment is the Black Joker, undoubtedly a super Ace level.

Nietzsche took a deep breath, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com His chest visibly bulged. Exhale, inhale again... While he was taking this special breath, the two lighted locks floated behind him and pressed against his shoulders. That became a kind of limiter, limiting Nietzsche's force to 60 percent.

As Nietzsche breathed in and out, Sean noticed that the wind around him was changing. The wind seems to be responding to Nietzsche, coming and going with his breath... The scale of his breath is getting bigger and bigger, and the trees on the distant peaks are also shaking rhythmically with his breath.

The sun revealed its face from between the clouds, but it did not emit dazzling light. The fateful solar eclipse was happening, and it stopped at the moment of the new moon. The sun seemed to be hiding behind a huge celestial body.

This stationary eclipse is hovering over Nietzsche's head.

The king of the black sun raised his head, his eyes under the brim of his hat were extremely dark: "Okay. It's finally time to start, to settle all your disrespect."

In Xiao En's soul, the radiance of God's root has fully bloomed. Not only that, he sank his soul into the vast sea of ​​candles, especially so, he still felt a little cold in the depths of his soul...

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