"Moonlight!" The shout resounded through the mountain road. They watched the pianist walk into the depths of the mist and disappear. Instinctively they wanted to chase in, but the fog disappeared.

Olivia and Ivan looked at each other. The decisive battle on the top of the mountain has just started, but the moonlight has disappeared.

Yiwen gritted his teeth: "Go to the top of the mountain first to see if I can help you. As long as you can win, finding Moonlight is not a problem." After the two agreed, they continued to go up the mountain.

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"So, the second half begins?"

Behind Nietzsche, the Forest of Eternal Night was like the background after tearing apart the world, where six demigods were wrestling with the **** of Night Breeze.

With full power, he restricted all Nietzsche's collections. The good news is that you don't have to deal with Nietzsche's demigods at the same time; the bad news is that there are so few gods available at the moment.

Still, there are cards to play. The spiritual power is still abundant, and there is no injury on the body.

"Sean, do you know why I said you can't make a fortune?

"Because you always want to be a saint, always want to save the weak! When you should be a fighter, you don't look like a fighter!

"Warrior, always pursue the enemy, hate, provoke war! Do not try to save, but fight; do not seek peace, but conquer!

"Fighting and bravery accomplish greater things than fraternity, and fighting sanctifies all causes!"

Like Jung, Sean knew about Nietzsche's illness, and although he couldn't save him from 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. So intense that it seems that he can see his end at a glance—death with vigor and vigor in the depths of fate.

"That is inevitable!" Nietzsche roared, the black flames seemed to be burning the clouds, "Whether it is from the gods or the obstruction of fate, we must muster all the courage and strength to defeat it!

"The so-called gods should have died a long time ago! Or, in fact, gods have died long ago! From now on it will be the age of man! It will be the age of man!" Nietzsche, the **** of wine, roared brazenly, as if he didn't remember Gao There is still a heavy weight in the sky above everyone's heads.

In front of such a Nietzsche, Xiao En 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 been among the strongest explorers.

Xiao En realized: the madman of philosophical thinking is a challenge that he must face in his life.

People who are awakened in Shambhala will inevitably encounter the most fanatical thinkers from the West in this era.

This is the destiny of this era.

"You finally understand the meaning of everything today!" The pensive man opened his arms, as if he was enjoying great happiness, he pointed at Sean fiercely, "The so-called enlightened man! How far have you controlled your mind? Can you really stand the frenzy I've been through?"

His voice suddenly narrowed dramatically and became lower, as if he wanted to tell Xiao En a secret that the world should not know: "Just let you see, the future I saw—

"The gods perish, the Father is dead."

That somewhat ferocious smile deeply shocked Sean's heart. He suddenly felt dizzy.

The Arrondac Mountains collapsed like a handful of dust. Sean heard a loud bang as he fell. The ground beneath his feet seemed to be collapsing as well. 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 burnt idol. The swirling ashes are the masks of the seekers. The gray snow fell all the way to the horizon.

The sky becomes empty. A flame is a flame, a glacier is a glacier, and no one can control these forces anymore.

Sean suddenly understood what the loud noise he had just heard meant: the shackles had been broken.

Humans were originally a flock of sheep raised by mystery. Some people broke through the barriers, people flooded into the hills and plains, built shining cities, and began to live without belief...

But such freedom comes at a price: human beings are like children who have suddenly lost their father, their souls plunged into restlessness and fear. After surviving such fear, all values ​​will be re-evaluated, and people will start to rebuild everything from the ruins of belief...

Human beings are like a child who suddenly walked into the empty and vast world. What they have to face is a turbulent new era full of possibilities.

But before such an era settles, the world must be plunged into horror and agony. A slave who has been enslaved for a lifetime, suddenly freed, does not even know what to do, and even feels uneasy and scared...

And the person who becomes the forerunner, the person who foresees everything but is not understood, must endure the metamorphosis period of human thought, all the pain, all the doubts, all the fears, all the repulsions and disgusts, and the face of becoming the leader of this era. The situation of the loneliest man...

All of these are like the whip whipped down by the groom, constantly whipping the greatest soul of this century.

The gods are extinct and the Holy Father is dead. This is what Nietzsche first realized, but the soul of the leader suffered the cruelest storm.

Sean felt that the great pain seemed to distort his world. He saw countless hallucinations and heard countless terrifying howls. Great shock and fear surrounded him, because in Nietzsche's fantasies, he finally saw the terrifying scene that he had glimpsed unintentionally...

The earth was shaken, the sky was in flames, and people rushed to the battlefield. Adults and children were dying, and their bodies lay on the field. Destroyed lives covered the earth with no end in sight...

If you don't get out of such a shock, your own soul will also suffer a heavy blow! Realizing this, Sean tried his best to get himself out of Nietzsche's thinking...

Heavy breathing, trembling limbs ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ sweat like slurry. He half knelt on the ground, shocked by what he felt. What shocked him even more was that he had realized that it was the feeling that Nietzsche's mind was experiencing all the time.

"Is this unbearable?" Nietzsche stood in front of him. Only then did Sean know what the bravest thinker endured...

"Now, do you know who I am?

"I'm not Nietzsche, nor the Black Joker. I am, when the shackles are broken, the sound that resounds through the world!

"When people are still in their infancy, I have seen it—the world will be in flames of war, the giant gods will burn and collapse, and human beings will have to experience death in order to be born again."

Sean stood up.

"I like the way you look now. You're not so naive at last, Sean.

"Let's end this." Nietzsche held up his right hand, and in a godless moment, the black sun rose behind him. This will be the final blow of the Black Joker.