As the golden idol began to question, Charlotte vanished. The questioning light of the idol at dusk covered all corners of the illusionary realm, but no one could be questioned.

Nietzsche is also stupid, the appearance of this idol will cost him a lot of effort, if he can't be replenished, he will lose a lot. Every time he performs the Idol Illusion Derivation Technique of Dusk, he wants to sacrifice a medium-grade divine fruit-Qianhong.

It was not easy for him to pick this kind of divine fruit that helped increase the power of the illusion in various terrifying and dangerous other worlds, and he would use it once to lose one.

Charlotte just disappeared into her own illusion out of thin air, and I'm afraid no one would believe it.

How can you lose people in the illusion you cast?

Charlotte was not idle, and now the unusually complete dark energy realm completely blocked the positive cosmic energy of Nietzsche's fantasy. His existence is like a heresy, an existence beyond the absolute.

Charlotte observed the outside world through her own realm, and saw that the illusion had formed a huge figure, and the golden light was constantly scanning, and a ladder-like path had appeared in front of the dark figure, and the road led to the endless void.

The figure began to slowly walk upwards, step by step, this should be the procedure of the mind-locked questioning.

Charlotte looked at this strange scene, and suddenly felt that this figure was a little sad and pitiful.

He subconsciously thought that this portrait was not Nietzsche's father?

The reason why he feels this way is because his father is also a very sensitive emotion for him.

He has a clear heart, from his own sorrow to the sorrow of others.

Charlotte's heart fluttered.

So, he slowly approached the large, pitch-black figure, whose eyes shone with golden light and chanted incantations from his mouth.

The heavy, slow pace seemed to be no longer able to bear the load, but he still managed to climb up.

Charlotte leaned closer to listen, wondering what the colossal figure was chanting.

"My child, this world is sinless and I am sinful, please forgive me and forgive your father. ”

"My child, let me take away all your sins, and all you need is what I will do. ”

"My child, if there is a kingdom of heaven, I believe that through my atonement I can help you ascend the ladder. ”

"My child, please don't give up, even if the world is unforgivable, I still hope you listen to me and forgive them, only forgiveness can make you go further. ”

"My child, all beings are equal, but there are high and low levels of understanding. But if you look at it from a distance, it is also equal, please don't cling to your own mediocrity or excellence, please try harder to get closer to your own truth, to get closer to the sun. ”

......

Charlotte listened to the slow and kind voice as she spoke, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

What a deep love and sorrow, what a touching paternal love, the kind of paternal love that Charlotte had been missing for a long time.

Charlotte remembered the eyes of the man in black she had met, and yes, those eyes contained the same emotions as the great black idol expressed.

Charlotch didn't know how to redeem this heavy father, how to free him from the illusion of the damned Nietzschean idol of twilight.

As the giant idol climbed higher and higher, Charlotte suddenly saw that the giant was carrying a huge cross on his back.

With a slight sense, the energy of the cross was actually dark!

Charlotte immediately activated the Dark Energy Operation Rules and began to absorb the dark energy in the cross.

This immediately halted the giant idol's ascent upward, and it turned around, as if to find someone moving its cross, but there was nothing behind it.

Nietzsche, who was outside, was sucked by Charlotte and almost didn't vomit blood.

It turned out that this cross turned out to be the lifeline of the idol environment at dusk.

Where would he have expected that someone would be able to survive the birth of an idol and discover this fate?

Charlotte found out that this trick worked, and actually stopped the idol from climbing further, and was overjoyed.

Go on!

Finally, Charlotte absorbed the dark energy of the cross, and the huge idol cracked open the pitch-black body, and the golden light poured out from the inside of the body, and Nietzsche's twilight vanished, and the sea was reduced to nothingness. The sky had returned to its original state, and the sea of ideas in Nietzsche's mind had been cut apart by a tiny cross. He screamed and fainted.

The face of a kind and wise father emerged from the idol, who stared at Nietzsche who fell to the ground for a long time, and finally sighed, turning into a golden energy that melted into Nietzsche's wound.

The wound of the cross healed itself, but the golden light of the Father dimmed with it.

Father saved Nietzsche, although Nietzsche survived, but he could no longer deduce, Nietzsche split, that is, ordinary people say that Nietzsche is crazy.

Soon, Nietzsche woke up and turned around, he finally understood what was going on, his face was full of shame, he sighed, cut through the dimensional space, and went invisible.

Charlotch could have taken Nietzsche's life at that time, or captured Nietzsche and handed him over to Anrome for disposal.

But he didn't do that, he understood the pleading eyes of the father of the idol, he could not blaspheme the father's request, he knew the preciousness of this father's love, and he could not bear to break the father's last love and pity for the child.

He understood that there must be an unusual story between Nietzsche and his father, but it no longer meant to him, and he only had a kind of sympathy for him.

Who can understand?

"Brother Xia, are you out?" An Ruomei found Charlotte floating above the bamboo forest, and due to the absorption of a huge amount of dark energy, Charlotte was now a little unfathomable.

The eyes are clear and deep, and the face is clear and handsome, and there is some majesty. The spirit is more restrained, and the hands and feet are more and more calm. This is also the self-confidence that Charlotte has developed after mastering the dark realm in an extremely dangerous situation, and this self-confidence comes from within.

At a glance, others will have a kind of trust and admiration for Charlotte, and unnaturally produce a kind of dependence.

An Ruomei didn't pay much attention to the subtle changes in Charlotte's temperament, but Jin Kemu next to him felt that this young man had a feeling that he wanted to worship, and this feeling was only when he was with An Ruomei's father Andre.

"You're Charlotte?" Jin Kemu asked, stepping forward.

"Who is this?" Charlotte looked at Anruome.

"This is my Uncle Jin, he didn't hesitate to shed blood to refresh himself in order to find you just now!" An Ruomei hurriedly introduced.

"Ah, thank you Uncle Kim. Charlotch knows how grateful he is, if it weren't for Jin Kemu's restraint outside, he wouldn't have been able to complete the creation of the dark realm so easily, and perhaps he would have fallen into Nietzsche's fantasy.

"Wow, Charlotte, you are so handsome, you actually escaped from Nietzsche's illusion, it's amazing, I love you to death!" Byron ran over from the side and hugged Charlotte.

"Damn, can I light it up? I'm hurt, okay?" Charlotte couldn't help the passionate Byron.

"Ah, it's hurt, does it matter? I'll help you see, where is it?" Byron's hospitality made An Ruomei unhappy.

"Hey, this classmate, don't rob me of my lines, okay??

"That's it, what about IQ? What about the temperament? I'm also injured, you can help me take a look, my ass was pierced by bamboo, come and help me take a look!"

"Dead dwarf, watch me kill you!" Byron scurried over and kicked Dude, who dodged and slipped behind the table.

"Alright, stop making a fuss. It's not very safe here, so come back to Fontainebleau with me. Jin Kemu said majestically.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp and piercing sharp qi came through the bamboo forest, shooting directly at Charlotte, who had just escaped from the trap.