Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

"It seems that you haven't fully found your soul, or..." The fraudster looked at him with those eyes full of magic, and Razor didn't dare to look at him, for fear of being caught by his magic.

"Or you failed to merge with the past soul, oh, you have two souls in your body. One present and one past, which is really funny."

The fraudster sat down out of nowhere, and as he sat down, a gorgeous chair appeared under him.Then he said: "Please sit down too, don't be too nervous, I'm not in a hurry to kill you."

Then vines grew out of the land, and the vines were quickly woven into tables and chairs, and the razor was on the opposite side of the table.

Razor sat down.

The vines continued to weave, forming a fence that enclosed the two of them.Beautiful flowers bloomed on the hedge, but Razor had no heart to appreciate them.

"Want something to drink?" he said.

"Do not."

"You're welcome, friend."

After the fraudster finished speaking, a set of exquisite tea sets appeared on the vine table.Then small flowers and fragrant leaves grew on the vine, and the leaves automatically got into the tea set.

"Water," he said.

It started to rain in the sky, a small cloud the size of a dinner plate appeared on the table, the cloud started to rain, and the rainwater was accurately poured into the kettle.

"Make tea," he said.

The clouds dissipated, a miniature sun appeared behind the clouds, and then the sun "plopped" into the teapot like a stone.In a few seconds, the water boiled.

He asked Razor, "Candy? I remember you kind of like sweets."

Razor didn't answer - that was as far as he could go.He is using his psychic powers against the trickster's magic.

SS Assembly Order, XV

SS Assembly Order, XV

The fraudster showed a subtle smile and said: "That's right. Razor, your soul is still noble. Among the people in the pro-guards, the first thing I admire is Nurmi, and the second is you. Ah, I really like it." I miss the days when I worked with you."

Razor said, "I don't miss it at all."

The fraudster took a sip of his tea and said, "It's a pity that Kentien's soul is broken, he is so crazy now, if I buy him tea, he will immediately ruin this tea party. Really, this is what savages do Things. I don’t like him, I didn’t like him before. His desires only stay on primitive biological instincts, he obeys fate, obeys arrangements, and never thinks about the meaning of his own existence and soul. What’s the point of such a person and stone The difference...ah, I'm rambling. Let's get down to business, Razor."

Razor nodded, thinking in his heart: How can I assassinate him?

At this distance, my taking someone's life is just a matter of a flash.But fraudsters are extraordinary, can I do it?

I couldn't kill him 1 years ago, now I'm only weaker than ever.

What should I do?

The fraudster seemed to be aware of his thoughts, and the blond man said to Razor, "Razor, do you know what is the greatest human emotion?"

"What is it?"

"It's courage," he said.

"In the past, my fellow Discipline Master Barrick Guli always said that what is needed most in war is courage. I didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence before, but now I gradually feel it. If it is said that human emotions can be high or low, Then courage is definitely the most noble kind. Without courage, human beings cannot move forward. Without courage, I would have become a piece of shit under the wheel of fate... Ah, sorry, I should not have said such a dirty word .It’s just that I can’t find a better word for the time being, because in my opinion, once crushed by fate, it’s even worse than the excrement of creatures. Razor, how much courage do you have?”

Razor stood up from the chair abruptly, "I am now..." He began to tremble after saying this.He suddenly regretted his recklessness.I shouldn't be so easily irritated by him, he thought.

The fraudster shook his head and said: "Your courage is running out, Razor, 1 years is too long, and time has worn away the most precious thing in your soul. Now you only dare to be angry with mortal things, see Without me, your color will dim.”

The color has dimmed—this is the most irritating insult in alchemy discourse.

"No!" The razor released the magic power of ice blue, and the vines, tea set, and air all froze.

The Deceiver said to him: "Your anger is ice blue, then your courage..."

At this time, a red mist filled behind the fraudster.The red mist faintly transformed into a figure with a knife, and the girl seemed to want to cut off the back of the fraudster's neck.

"...Courage is crimson." The fraudster lightly clenched his fist, and all the red mist was instantly sucked into his palm.Netway screamed and was crushed into a grape-sized ball by him.

The Deceiver did not spare his praise, and he said like a poet: "O low blood-fiend! Low as your blood is, yet your courage is as noble as the sun! This is the courage of love, great— —then, razor..." He let go, and Netwig dropped into the teacup like a sugar cube.

"Where does your courage come from?"

"Let her go..."

The metal on Razor's body flowed, his two knives were melted by anger, and the molten iron was tearing and dripping on the ground.

"Let her go! Let her go! Let her go! Let her go! Let her go! Let her go..."

The molten iron condensed into countless steel needles in the air, and with the roar of the razor, they flew towards the smiling face of the fraudster.At that moment, the expression of this honest and honest gentleman finally changed, and the corners of his mouth were lifted up with joy, and he laughed and said: "Hahahahahahahahaha... that's right! Let me see your soul How much is it worth! Razor!"

The steel needles pierced the Deceiver, but did him no harm.Because the demon god has become as tall as a mountain.

Even if Razor looked up, he couldn't see the giant's face.He suddenly thought of the three huge demon statues in the Dalakaxia Yunzhong Temple. It turned out that it was not an exaggeration.

Courage is the supreme emotion, and it is true that Razor felt the meaning of this saying.But how high can the supreme emotion be?Is it taller than this demon god?

The Trickster bent down, and his huge hands fell like clouds, covering the light of the stars and the moon.This pressure made Razor's blood concentrate on his scalp, and he felt a strange coldness and numbness all over his body.

No, no, no, no... I can't be afraid, once I am afraid, I will lose completely!

Netway is still in his hands, I can't back down!

Seeing the giant hand pressing towards him, Razor slammed to the side, avoiding the huge palm.Then he inserted the knife into the back of that hand and hung himself on it.

The giant hand was lifted into the air, and he was also lifted up.He just flew through the clouds and came to the top of the clouds.

Then he saw the face of the demon god

The fraudster has half of his body on the cloud and half under the cloud, with the starry sky above his head and the mountains under his feet.His eyes turned into black and white, his golden hair turned into silver, and his face was covered with huge magic pattern symbols.Compared with him, the razor was as small as a mosquito.

"Go." The fraudster flicked him lightly with his other hand.

Razor broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the huge nails like the gate of Eagle Head City flicking towards him.He quickly let go and fell in free fall.

There are clouds below, and it stands to reason that the razor should fall through the clouds and fall to the ground.But he stopped on the cloud.

Cloud was as soft as a velvet bed, and he bounced on it a few times without getting hurt.

Needless to say, this is also the spell of the fraudster.

Standing on the cloud, he still had to look up to see the Demon God.

The Demon God was also looking at him.

"Razor, this reminds me of 1 years ago. Ah, those old stories are so delicious, do you remember?"

"I have long forgotten." Razor raised his weapon, ready to continue fighting.

"That's a pity. We could actually talk and fight. But if you're not interested, that's all. Forget it, let me show you something."

The fraudster opened his palm, and a cloud of red mist appeared in his palm.

Razor yelled, "What are you doing?"

"I want to see your potential, I want to see if you can match my praise for you."

The red mist condensed into Netway.

But that was Netway in her adult form, as she had been the Lord of the Arena.

At this moment, Netway exudes powerful magic power all over her body, which is completely different from before.And her eyes were so strange, as if they had never shared the same bed before.

"What have you done?" Razor asked him.

"What do you think? Oh, let me think about it, you think: I'll let you fight the one you love the most, to test your senses and courage? No, Razor, how could I do such a boring thing? I just want you to know one thing - where is your fate going?"

SS Assembly Order, XVI

SS Assembly Order, XVI

He guessed Razor's mind.

Razor asked him: "Where is fate going? What does this mean?"

"Look at it." He opened his hand, and Netway's body began to become blurred.Then she began to dance before the razor.First, her body danced lightly, stepping on the clouds like a dragonfly on water.She unfolded her body gracefully, releasing the red mist from her body.But every time she releases some red mist, an inch of her flesh is lost, and after she finishes dancing, she has already turned into a bloody skeleton.

In the end, the skeleton also collapsed into the red mist, and everything disappeared.

The fraudster said in a regretful tone: "There are countless ways to interpret the prophecy, but no matter how you look at it, her ending is not happy. Razor, you should know that she is a blood demon. In ancient times, the soul of this creature Crippled, low in intelligence, and extremely greedy for magic. We hardly use it for anything other than fighting with it. We will never allow Gorefiend to enter our lives..."

"Shut up, it's the fifth era!"

"But you are still the razor of the second era!" The voice of the demon god is deafening in every sense, "and she is also the blood demon of the second era. Razor, I ask you something, have you thought about why this blood demon Will the devil approach you in the form of a woman?"

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you!" Razor drew out his two knives and rushed towards the fraudster.He doesn't want to continue to listen to the devil's bewitching. Every word of a fraudster is a trap, and the more you think about his words, the deeper you will fall.

The huge Demon God laughed at him, and then the Demon God clasped his hands together, and a lot of red mist appeared out of thin air.The mist made up hundreds of devils, and they circled the air screaming, heading for Razor.

These things can't hurt Razor, but they can make him feel scared.Again came the voice of the Trickster from the sky, saying: "These are Gorefiends! Each one is like your lover, and this is what they are! Keep your eyes open for them, Razor, and do not deceive yourself."

Razor couldn't help seeing these things.These gorefiends are crazy and twisted. Their bodies are mutilated, and their internal organs, flesh and bones are all grown together and kneaded together.They have no physical beauty and only have a red color on their bodies. No matter from which angle they are looked at, they are ugly and humble.These gorefiends are hungry for the magic of the razor, and want to suck his blood dry and eat his flesh.

He thought of the words of the fraudster, and he couldn't help feeling a chill.

No, I can't go on thinking about what he said, Razor said to himself, and the more I thought about it, the deeper I sank.The only thing I need to do is kill him.

Razor killed all these blood demons, and now, he stood in front of the demon god again.The Demon God applauded him with huge palms that sounded like a landslide.

The Daedric continued to say to him, "This time you have to face yourself, Razor."

The Demon God closed and opened his hands, and a person fell out of his hands.The man was wearing a black robe with a hat covering his face, his hands were double knives, and his breath was filled with frost.That was Razor, that was himself.

The razor pointed at the "razor" and said, "Are you trying to defeat me with a fake?"

"No, I want to show you your fate."

With the Deceiver's words, the fake razor began to swing his dual blades in the air, as if he was fighting something.After chopping in vain for a while, he began to howl in pain.Then he continued to fight, and continued to fight with his own shadow.He just kept swinging his knife at the air.

He couldn't find his way, he couldn't see the light, he just waved the incomparably sharp blade blindly.But he will always cut on the air, and nothing will change.

Eventually he gets tired, he gets tired, his body starts to stiffen.

He turned into a stone.

Seeing this scene, the real razor seemed to have a string in his heart touched.

"I..." He put down the knife and raised it again, hanging in the air, at a loss - his confused appearance was exactly the same as that of the stone.

Razor's heart is crushed in every word and deed of a fraudster.

Razor knew that he could not trust a word of the fraudster.But this devil seems to be able to see through people's hearts, and he can see the razor's thoughts at a glance.

"Razor, you are confused, do you know when people will be confused?"

"I..." Razor gritted his teeth and charged at the demon god again.But the strange thing is that the distance between the two of them has never been far away, but no matter how Razor runs, the demon god will always be close in front of his eyes and far away in the sky.

This time his fake body came to fight the razor, and the real and fake razor fought together.But what was odd about the real razor was that the fake one was so puny.

He rushed forward blindly, and was immediately knocked down by the real razor.After being knocked down, he would get back up and fight again.

Fight again, fall again.Razor just felt that what he was doing was meaningless.

Makes no sense, just like me.

The Demon God spoke again: "Razor, when you can't find the meaning of what you do, you will be confused. Are you going to take revenge? Are you going to kill evil spirits? Are you going to save the world? Are you going to save the world? Are you in love with a gorefiend? Do you want to serve the Lord? Do you want to fight? Do you want to kill? Are you thirsting for blood? Are you blindly pursuing the pleasure of the flesh? Razor, razor, you want There are so many things to do, but which one do you really want to do? Where is the real meaning of your existence? You look at the fake in front of you, and you look at yourself. Which one is the real thing, you or him? Yes, which one is fake?"

"You don't want to break my will!" Razor manipulated the metal, and the metal turned into thousands of flying knives suspended in the air, "I am the ancient god of war, the king of all metal and sharp blades!"

"You have been struggling in the quagmire of fate, and you have never climbed up. You will never see the light." The voice of the demon god seemed to be right next to his ears, pointing directly at his soul.

"I will climb up one day!"

The flying knife shot at the hypocritical face of the Demon God.The demon god laughed wildly, and the flying knife turned into dust.Razor continued to rush towards the never-to-be-approached goal, his mind replaying the Deceiver's words—no sense, no meaning, no meaning...

At this moment, the red star above the sky began to burst into dazzling light.The whole night suddenly became as bright as day, the only difference is that the day is as red as blood.

It's a tide of red stars, Razor thought, a once-in-a-century tide of red stars!At this moment, the magic power of the world will be filled to the limit!

The fraudster stared at the night sky with a look of concern.

Then the phoenix's cry came from under the cloud head, and in the next moment, everything was quiet, the appearance of the demon god disappeared, and the razor also fell from the cloud head.He reached the ground in a trance without feeling any pain at all. He froze for a moment before realizing that everything just now was an illusion.

Then he heard a muffled grunt, and when he looked up, he saw Kentien nailing the Trickster to a tree with a spear in his hand.

"Nimendus, where is my daughter?" Phoenix's voice was as clear as spring water and as cold as cold iron.