"Moonlight!" The cry echoed through the mountain road. They watched as the pianist walked deeper into the mist and disappeared. They instinctively wanted to chase in, but the fog also disappeared.
Olivia and Evan looked at each other. The decisive battle on the top of the mountain had just begun, but the moonlight disappeared.
Ivan gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go to the top of the mountain first to see if we can help. As long as we can win, finding Moonlight won't be a problem." The two agreed and continued to climb the mountain.
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"So, the second half starts?"
Behind Nietzsche, the Evernight Forest is like the background revealed after tearing apart the world. There, six demigods are fighting with the gods of the night wind.
Use all your divine power to limit all Nietzsche's collections. The good news is that you don't have to deal with Nietzsche and his demigods at the same time; the bad news is that there are very few divine powers available at the moment.
However, there are still cards to be played. He still had plenty of spiritual energy and no injuries on his body.
"Sean, do you know why I said you can't become a climate?
"Because you always want to be a saint and save the weak! When you should be a warrior, you don't act like one!
"A warrior should always pursue his enemies, hate them, and instigate war! Do not try to save, but only fight; do not seek peace, but only seek to conquer!
"Fighting and bravery have greater achievements than fraternity. Fighting sanctifies all reasons!"
Like Jung, Sean knew about Nietzsche's illness. Although no government could save him from his madness, he still said: "So, when facing fate, you can always be a holy warrior and you can undoubtedly Beat it?"
The thought world of the black philosopher is too intense. It was so intense that one could see his end at a glance - his violent demise in the depths of his destiny.
"That is inevitable!" Nietzsche roared, and the black arrogance seemed to be burning the clouds. "Whether it is an obstacle from gods or fate, we must muster all the courage and strength to defeat it!
"The so-called God should have died a long time ago! In other words, God has actually died a long time ago! From now on it is the age of man! It is the age of the perfect man!" Nietzsche, the god of wine, roared unscrupulously, as if he did not remember Gao Gao at all. There is a heavy weight in the sky pressing on everyone's head.
In front of such Nietzsche, Sean suddenly understood: For Nietzsche, the passion in his soul was so surging that it even reached the point of madness.
Although madness means destruction, it is also the source of his strength.
Without this madness, he would not have become the strongest explorer.
Sean realized clearly: being a philosophical madman is a challenge that he must face in his life.
Those who are enlightened in Shambhala will inevitably encounter the most fanatical thinkers from the West in this era.
This is the fate of this era.
"You finally understand the meaning of everything today!" The meditator opened his arms and seemed to be enjoying great happiness. He pointed at Sean fiercely, "The so-called enlightened one! How far do you control your mind? Can you really endure the fervor I experienced?”
His voice suddenly contracted dramatically and became lower, as if he wanted to tell Sean a secret that could not be known to heaven and earth: "Let me show you the future I saw -
"The gods are destroyed, the Father is dead."
That somewhat ferocious smile deeply shocked Sean's soul. He suddenly felt dizzy.
The Arondack Mountains collapsed like a handful of dust. Sean heard a loud crash as he fell. The ground beneath my feet seemed to be collapsing. The clouds in the sky began to burn.
Those are not clouds, but totems and idols representing gods, and they are being burned!
Ashes began to fall from the burned idols. The scattered ashes are the masks of the explorers. This heavy gray snow fell all the way to the horizon.
The sky became empty. Flames are flames, glaciers are glaciers, and no one can control these powers.
Sean suddenly understood what the loud noise he just heard meant: the shackles were broken.
Human beings were originally a flock of sheep raised by mystery. Someone broke through the barriers. People poured into the hills and plains, built shining cities, and began to live without faith...
But such freedom comes at a price: human beings are like children who suddenly lose their father, and their souls fall into restlessness and fear. After such fear, all values will be re-judged, and people will begin to rebuild everything from the ruins of faith...
Human beings are like children who suddenly walked into an empty and vast world. What they have to face is a new era that is turbulent but full of possibilities.
But before settling into such an era, the world must fall into terror and experience severe pain. Slaves who have been enslaved all their lives are suddenly freed and do not even know what to do. They even feel uneasy and scared...
And the person who becomes the forerunner, the person who foresees everything but is not understood, will inevitably have to endure the period of transformation of human thought, all the pain, all the doubts, all the fears, all the rejection and disgust, as well as face the transformation of this era. The plight of the loneliest man…
All of this is like the whip whipped down by the groom, constantly hitting the greatest soul of this century.
The gods are destroyed and the Holy Father is dead. This is what Nietzsche was the first to realize. However, the soul of the leader suffered the cruelest storm.
Sean felt that the huge pain seemed to distort his world. He saw countless visions and heard countless terrifying howls. He was surrounded by great shock and fear, because he finally saw the terrifying scene he had accidentally glimpsed in Nietzsche's fantasy...
The earth shook, flames spread to the sky, people rushed to the battlefield, adults and children were dying, and their bodies fell on the field. Destroyed lives cover the earth, with no end in sight...
If you don't escape from such a shock, your soul will also be severely damaged! Realizing this, Sean tried his best to get himself out of Nietzsche's thoughts...
Heavy breathing, trembling limbs, and thick sweat. He half-knelt on the ground, shocked by what he was feeling. What shocked him even more was that he had realized that it was the feeling that Nietzsche's soul experienced all the time.
"Can't you stand this?" Nietzsche stood in front of him. Only then did Sean know what the bravest thinker was enduring...
"Now, do you know who I am?
"I am not Nietzsche, nor the Black Joker. I am the sound that resounds throughout the world when the shackles are broken!
"I have already seen it when people were still in their infancy - the world will be plunged into war, the giants will burn and collapse, and humans will have to die in order to be reborn."
Sean stood up.
"I like the look on your face now. You're finally not so naive anymore, Sean.
"Let's end this." Nietzsche raised his right hand, and at this godless moment, the black sun rose behind him. This will be Black Joker's final blow.
