The Modern Age Of The Mysterious
/ The Modern Age of the Mysterious Chapter 544
"Even if you ask that kid Arthur to come over, it doesn't make any sense."
Time seemed to freeze.
Even Ye Feng held his breath.
The enormous pressure that made breathing stagnate was suppressed like darkness.
Sean and his party didn't do anything, because the deterrence has surpassed imagination.
"How did you find out, eh? The Sea of Shimmering Light?"
Sean didn't answer. He turned around slowly and looked at the "monster" standing in the darkness.
"Oh..." If you pay attention, you will find that Pansha's voice has changed. It is no longer a harsh and neurotic voice, but a lazy and mellow tone. "They found this guy. Corpse." The unknown person pointed to himself.
"You must be very surprised, why didn't I dispose of Pansha's body?"
Four pairs of eyes stared straight at each other, like a pack of wolves staring at a lion that suddenly appeared.
"Because..." he said to himself, with a kind of self-satisfaction in his words, "If a surprise will not be discovered, then it will not be a surprise."
Looking at Sean's expression, the unknown person was delighted: "This is what I was looking forward to."
"Who are you?" Sean asked softly. The hand holding the flashlight was already wet.
The uninvited guest slowly raised a hand and raised his hat.
In the process, he changed like a shadow.
"Whoever will shake the world in the end will keep silent for a long time."
"Whoever will ignite the lightning will drift like a cloud for a long time..."
The dark sun flies into the sky, unstoppable.
The straight figure stood in the dark.
The place the other party was standing on was obviously a depression, but inexplicably raised in the eyes of Sean and the others, as if he was standing on the top of a peak overlooking.
The black dress was spotless, and a walking stick rested comfortably on the ground.
Overlooking the world like a king.
"Nice to meet you."
"My name in the world is...
"Frederic W. Nietzsche."
He doesn't seem to be proud of his identity and name, he just introduced it plainly.
Frederick Nietzsche.
There are only two Jokers in the Quest Association, and he is one of them.
Sean and the others looked up at the figure and were speechless for a while.
It was this figure who kidnapped Evan from the wooden house.
Sean Dickinson can't imagine that the one who planned all this was the vice president of the Quest Association.
Due to fear and anger, Moonlight 1902 could no longer calm down. He was about to raise his hand to attack, but noticed that Sean raised a hand to stop him.
Staring into his own eyes, the captain slowly shook his head.
Moonlight hasn't seen this level of prudence in Sean's eyes for a long time.
Sean used his eyes to guide the moonlight to observe behind Nietzsche.
In the darkness behind the black Joker, a strange little girl stands.
A little girl in a black dress, holding a puppet in her arms, the puppet's eyes are shining
But she exuded more pressure than Paxitrick.
It's a demigod again...
Moonlight's pupils shrunk to the size of a pin's eye.
After calming down and diverting his attention from Nietzsche, Moonlight finally became discerning.
Only then did he realize that there were still several beings standing in the forest surrounding them.
one two three four five six……
There are six demigod-level combat powers in total, completely surrounding them in Gai Xin.
Sean's team has never enjoyed this level of treatment.
"Now, this is what happened..." Nietzsche tapped his cane and stepped down the high slope, his heels kicked. It was only then that Ye Feng did not dare to make a sound.
"There were originally seven in my collection." He raised his hand and made a gesture of seven.
"You ruined one of them." The train called Death - Paxitrick.
His gesture changed to six.
"It also spoiled my new work." Raging Hunger - Wendigo.
Standing on the flat ground, Nietzsche was half a head taller than Sean.
"You must be very strange, why didn't I stop you..."
Nietzsche pauses the narrative, allowing silence to fill the place.
Then he leaned forward and looked directly at Sean: "Before, it was because I thought it was interesting."
It is not that there are no explorers with divine power, but they are very rare.
"Then it was because..." He narrowed his eyes, "I found a more collectible collection."
His gaze swept across the entire team, and then stopped in Sean's gaze.
"you……"
"--you."
The torch of the oath ran through Sean's bones, which made him regain his composure: "I'm afraid we are not collectibles, sir."
"You have to make up for my losses, don't you?" Looking closer, the top explorer known for his philosophy and literature, with white hair and beard, "I have given you far more patience than others."
Pansha's body has not yet been collected.
In the face of threats, Sean didn't say anything: if you can avoid conflict, avoid it.
There was a smile on the old man's face, and there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. The calmness of the sea was receding, as if he could feel a passionate sun rising: "In this age when the Holy Father died, my whole life They are all looking forward to the birth of 'Superman'."
In the eyes of the old man there was a feverish light - a feverish light that did not match his age:
"One who surpasses human beings; one who surpasses himself; one who surpasses gods..."
"I see a lot of possibilities."
"The Sea of Shimmering Light, you are one of them now."
The philosopher stood up straight, his eyes wandered, and he said in a low voice, "However, the fruit is not yet ripe, and picking it is meaningless...
"I'll give it to you, give you time."
When the cane fell to the ground, he raised a finger and his voice softened: "One year."
At the same time, everyone in the squad, including Sean, saw something above their field of vision.
Unanimously raised their heads.
It was a hazy sun, and the edge of the sun seemed to be gnawed by something, missing a very tiny corner.
In their field of vision, they could see a slow-moving total solar eclipse.
They all understand the meaning of this scene-the total solar eclipse in their eyes is very long and will last for a year.
A year later, the Black Sun will be born.
The phantom of a solar eclipse, superimposed on the tall man.
"After one year, if you have collection value, I will include you in the collection."
"If not..." Nietzsche walked forward ~www.mtlnovel.com~ passing Sean and everyone, his voice was as light as the wind, "I will kill you with my own hands."
"Enjoy your last freedom."
Nietzsche went into darkness.
After the back disappeared, the three of Sean's breathing could be heard.
"We must tell President Phillips!" Moonlight's voice was suppressed, staring fiercely at the "sun" that only they could see.
Sean shook his head, the spiritual substance finally unlocked the black-gold pen that had not been activated: "It's useless—
"Nietzsche integrated the forces within the association to oppose the president, and he was supported by the trusts and the real powers of the divine court...
"If we tell Phillips, Arthur, or anyone about this, it will spark a war that our side is not prepared for..."
"And such a situation is conducive to the black Joker.
"We must not act on our own volition."
When the three saw Xiao En's eyes, their originally scattered hearts calmed down.
The four of them came together, and stared in the dim light where Nietzsche left.
"Do you collect collections?"
"I'll make him regret it." Shimmering Sea said softly, looking at the deserted forest.
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