The Modern Age of the Mysterious

She put down the comb and turned the chair. Those eyes are so beautiful: "Are you too nervous, baby, can you relax?"

Della took Olivia's hand. She withdrew her hand.

"There's no one here to beat, please relax, Olivia—you have the air of a dancer, but you're like a knife ready to be unsheathed at any time..."

"You're right. Nietzsche is still on the top of the mountain, I have to kill him." Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, the blade on the wrist wheel flashed coldly, and she put her hand towards the dancer's throat.

The imaginary splash of blood did not happen, and the wrist wheel was idling and making a rustling sound.

She found herself back in the desert, the desert where night had fallen. The moon is inlaid in the sky like a bright amber. Della stood by a spring. The sparkling light illuminated her figure.

The mysterious music sounded leisurely, she let out a long sigh, and then started dancing lazily. It was a completely different dance from the stage just now, as if it was danced in a sacrificial ceremony. The stars are shining overhead, the moonlight is like a charming mist, and her figure is reflected on the water of the oasis lake.

The wind is carrying the sand away, and the faint clouds cover the moon like a veil.

Olivia suddenly understood that the dancer in front of her was a "Goddess". It is a person who dances a dance dedicated to the gods at festivals and sacrifices. There is divinity in herself, and in her dancing.

Olivia wanted to go forward, but she saw some people sitting scattered in the oasis, some of them were wearing gold masks, and the scimitars and shields were inlaid with gems. Some are business travelers like demon gods. Some are teasing the eagles they raise, with dangerous eyes. The goddess is well guarded.

She can't hurt her at all. Not even close if she wanted to. She is a puzzle, the goddess of this world.

With those beautiful eyes still in front of her eyes, Olivia returned to the backstage of the theater, and Della looked at her with a smile in front of her: "Baby, do you understand?—Take it easy."

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"We're going to have to take a break after this time, buddy." Moonlight suddenly turned around and said.

"We've got to go out and play, you take Arya and I'll take Winnie and the kids. Let's go somewhere far... where? I don't know, maybe south?

"After all, we've been quite tired these two years, haven't we?"

Sean didn't answer. The past few years have been really tiring. They are already King level.

He thought it was a good idea for Moonlight to say it, and it would have been better if he hadn't said it while climbing the mountain.

Sean was about to say something, such as discussing where to go, when Moonlight suddenly stopped.

"That **** is threatening me?" There was obvious anger in Moonlight's voice.

Sean looked up, and he found the third "lock", the lock for Moonlight. And the scene inside the lock was too familiar to them—a three-story house. That is the home of Moonlight.

There is no sign on the border of the lock. Moonlight is really angry, breathing deeply under the mask.

"Calm down, Moonlight. This is just an illusion arranged by Nietzsche, not your home." Sean has set up divine sentries at all sensitive locations, able to sense changes and threats. Now everything around Moonlight's house is business as usual.

"He did it on purpose. You have the power of Kruvitan, and he fears you the most out of the three, so he wants to provoke you. After all, people will do some stupid things when they are angry.

"You have to calm down and don't be controlled by him."

"You're right, Sean. He did it on purpose, and he knows what I care about."

After calming down some emotions, Moonlight walked towards his lock.

"Moonlight." For the first time, Sean spoke. When he saw Olivia entering the desert and Ivan entering the city, he didn't feel too uneasy, only the moonlight...

Only myself, an old buddy, can't rest assured of him.

"Mengdu Piano" turned around.

"Keep calm." Sean uttered the words clearly, every word has the power to make people calm.

Moonlight gave a thumbs up and walked towards her lock.

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The magician flipped his left hand slightly, and a crow suddenly flew up. His eyes turned to his right hand, which also flipped, and this time it was a white dove. He strode around in the sandy field, and crows and white doves kept popping out from his hands, like two clouds, one white and one black, swept up by the strong wind and whirling in the big tent.

The audience exclaimed. The magician took off the hat on his head and clapped his hands lightly. Two clouds formed a vortex and poured into the hat. When the show was over, the spotlight fell on Evan Burns, who bowed deeply to the audience.

The flames suddenly rose nearby, and the red-skinned captain in a tuxedo came out of the flames. He seemed to be smiling all the time, with a cruel smile: "Dedicate the applause to him, to the great magician from the mysterious country..."

After thanking him, Ivan walked towards the backstage. He saw the staff in red and white striped clothes push the cage towards the center of the field. In one of the cages, the skinny old lion sat up. It licked its lips.

The animal trainer came on stage with the whip, and Ivan walked away quickly.

At night, the magician left his tent and walked towards the already dark tent. The city where the Annecy Circus is located has fallen asleep, and this circus living on the edge of the city has long since fallen into darkness.

Opening the tent door, Ivan walked into it. He walked across the sand to the cage. The young leopard hadn't slept yet. It didn't know who had come, and immediately stood up in the cage, staring at it with green eyes.

In the dark, Ivan could easily see it. That skinny old lion.

Soon after entering this strange world, Ivan was attracted by it. The lion has lost a lot of its mane and has many wrinkles due to its thin body. It has many scars on its face and body, and what Ivan cares most about is its eyes. Those eyes were full of laziness and boredom. Those were neither the eyes of a man nor the eyes of a lion.

Ivan didn't know where he had seen such a look~www.NovelMTL.com~ He already knew what kind of lock Nietzsche had prepared for him. Director Anxi owns the circus and all the performance props in the troupe, including this old lion with no name. He needs to free the lion and take the lion out of Anxi's control before he can break the lock.

But Anxi would not let them go easily. He should be one of the demigods in Nietzsche's collection. Captain Anxi is a deep citizen, a demon in a tuxedo. Even, judging from the malice released from him, Ivan suspected that he was the prince of some great demon.

The Demon Prince collects cheers and obsessions in circus fashion, but running such a business is more of a pleasure to him than the proceeds. His power is unfathomable. Not long after Ivan entered this world, he joined his circus as a magician in order to find an opportunity to secretly take the old lion out.

He has been performing conscientiously in the Annecy Circus for nearly a month. He found that sometimes Annecy did not spend the night in the regiment. For example, tonight, the devil in the tuxedo went somewhere.

Although the flow of time here is different from the outside world, it can't stand the delay. Nietzsche is still waiting on the summit, Sean will need his help.

Tonight is a great opportunity. Holding his breath, he stretched out his hand to the lock of the cage...

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