"What the hell!" Dulan felt like something was exploding in his head!
The corpse thief Kasa didn't see Duran. He was still hunched over. Although his clothes were old but clean, he looked like an ordinary old man. If he hadn't been sitting next to Duran,
I'm afraid Dulan won't even recognize this guy!
"What's going on? Haven't I killed this old man a long time ago?" Dulan felt cold all over his body and his mind was in a mess.
An illusion must be an illusion!
Dulan became more and more certain in his heart, but this illusion was a little unusual. The people here seemed to be alive and real, incomparably more real than the realm of nothingness created by the two goblins. This was almost impossible.
Well, everyone knows that goblins are masters of creating illusions.
The platycodon flower badge also did not react, which means that there are no magical fluctuations around it that would confuse or weaken the will.
Dulan forced himself to calm down, and before the performance started, he carefully looked around at the people around him: he didn't recognize most of the audience, but looking around, not only the body thief Kasa appeared in the audience,
The ghost Schubert brothers, who were killed by Duran before, and the half-evil spirit Peron all occupied a seat. Their expressions were very excited and happy, and they seemed to be looking forward to the upcoming performance. What made Duran feel strange was that,
The headless girl Anna did not appear with these "old acquaintances", which made Dulan feel very uneasy.
Dulan retracted his head into his collar. At this moment, a thin man suddenly sat down next to him.
"Hey, I'm Brad, man, you look very unfamiliar." The thin man rubbed his hands excitedly and greeted Duran familiarly.
Dulan smiled politely and said nothing. He didn't want to say anything more before he knew more about the situation.
Brad's face was obviously thicker than the Duran phenomenon. Faced with Duran's cold response, this guy still said with a smile: "Today's performance has been postponed again, oh, I hate being late! I
I have long told everyone in the town that the performances of the Circus of Despair are the best, but this does not mean that they are delayed! Each performance is delayed by ten minutes..."
Dulan was fed up with this guy's chattering, but he could learn a lot of information from the other person's words, so he said intentionally or unintentionally: "A town?"
Brad immediately said: "Is there any problem? It is a gift from the great Lord of the Morning to have such a good circus in Sarnia! Oh, man, you must not be a local, right? You don't even know the name of the town.
Don’t you know? Hey, how did you get in? It’s not easy to get an invitation to the Circus of Despair. In order to get this invitation, I had to go to bed with the fat woman in charge of distributing it several times.
Listen to me, I really can’t stand that woman’s weight. You know she still has armpit odor, my God..."
Dulan suddenly had a headache. Why are there always one or two noisy guys around him? Those two little goblins made Dulan upset before. The guy in front of him was obviously as accomplished in this area as two ice creams.
Goblin, even if Dulan doesn't say a word, he can still talk to himself for a long time.
The most important thing is that if what he said could contain more useful information for Duran, Duran would be able to tolerate this guy's noise - but what Brad said is probably nonsense among nonsense.
If it were in the real world, Duran would have punched him long ago. Now that he is in a circus where the situation is unknown, he can only keep raising the upper limit of his tolerance.
The depressed Dulan could only take the time to think about the "Sarnia Town" in this guy's words. He had long thought that the Bone Burial Village was much larger than ordinary villages, and even larger than Baisha Town. This man
The information that came out of his mouth confirmed Dulan's thoughts. The Bone Burial Village must have been a large-scale town before it turned evil. As for the name of Sarnia Town, Dulan thought hard for a long time, but still had no impression -
This cannot be blamed on Dulan. After all, there is too much information about Feinan Continent, and it is impossible for him to spend his energy on the name of a town in the Second Age or even the First Age.
Brad talked nonstop for a while, and suddenly half of the candlestick near the stage went out.
Dulan's heart trembled, but the audience burst into cheers like a tsunami, and two light beams shot down from the top of the stage - although this kind of lighting effect is far inferior to that of modern stages, it is already considered very luxurious in this world.
Dulan recognized that this technology was also produced by the ingenious Mizuo people. Like the Sand people, they had fully explored the power of obsidian and created lighting props that were comparable to electric lamps on the earth. Unfortunately, this kind of props is expensive to make.
During the most prosperous Second Age, it did not spread across the entire continent, let alone the dark Third Age.
Dulan was shocked that the Bone Burial Village once had such a luxurious stage. Throughout the whole time, the audience's performance also made Duran understand what happened - along with a strange and high-pitched music, a man wearing a
The clown in red and white striped clothes ran onto the stage following the lights.
The clown's movements looked cautious, as if he were stepping on slippery ice. He looked like a funny duck. As soon as he appeared on the stage, he attracted laughter from the audience - as expected, this guy had not yet
I fell down when I reached the center of the stage, and the atmosphere immediately reached a climax.
"Sonny the clown..." Duran recognized the actor who played the clown. Sonny still had the kind of smile on his face that made Duran instinctively uncomfortable. For some reason, Duran always felt that there was something behind this smile.
With deep resentment.
Is it my misunderstanding? Duran shook his head, things became more and more complicated - the Supreme Council would never let him come to watch a circus performance, right? Where did the audience around them come from?
Come? Could it be that I traveled through time again and directly came to the first era?
All kinds of unreal sense of astonishment filled Duran's mind with confusion. In a daze, Sonny seemed to have finished his curtain call, and was laughed and scolded by the audience as he was bombarded off the stage with rotten eggs and some debris.
The long curtain slowly opened. The first two acrobats, a man and a woman, performed on the stage. Since they were far away, Duran could not see their faces clearly. Both of them seemed to be holding something like beads in their hands.
, they threw the beads high in a series, spinning in the air - throwing them with their left hands, catching them with their right hands, the speed became faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, a gray-white ellipse was drawn in the air.
"Okay, okay..." the audience cheered.
Duran curled his lips, thinking that this level of acrobatics was nothing. But he thought the props used by the two were a bit strange. Don't they usually use balls of their own colors? Red or white.
So he subconsciously used a visual inspection on the two of them——
[The distance is too far and the skill fails to be used]
Dulan didn't believe in evil, so he used it again. This time, the contract assistance system fed back the visual data very effectively. Dulan only glanced at it, and his face immediately turned pale. According to the visual skills, the props in the hands of these two people were
, it turned out to be——
Human eyeballs!
Looking at the audience around him, whose faces were strangely red and cheering loudly, Dulan felt a chill coming over him. The eyes in the hands of the two acrobats moved faster and faster, and the cheers from below could not be heard. For five minutes,
The first program came to an end. Dulan calmed down and told himself that in an evil place, no matter what happened, it would probably not be unusual. He could only wait and see what happened in the current situation.
Soon came the second show, which was also a very common performance: the actor swallowed a sword.
I saw a man in a red robe with the style of an ancient Chinese Taoist priest, raising a long sword high and lightly putting it into his mouth. Amidst the cheers of the audience, the sword completely entered his mouth.
Mouth, Du Lan couldn't help but use a few more visual tests, but was shocked to find that the sword penetrated the man's body and stabbed out from his back.
The man walked off the stage as if nothing had happened. There was half a sword tip hanging clearly behind him. Dulan could clearly see that there was a small piece of bloody large intestine-like thing hanging on the half sword tip! But he didn't seem to have any.
It's normal, he strode onto the stage like a meteor.
"Is it possible that the audience here and the circus performers are all ghosts?" After watching such a performance, Dulan couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind. This is indeed very possible, after all, this place is evil.
The land is occupied by evil spirits. Although these people look like ordinary people, they may be evil spirits disguised.
But if they were evil spirits, why did they go to all the trouble to pretend to be like this? Why were the Corpse Snatchers and the Schubert Brothers reborn? Why didn't they discover that they were living people?
Dulan bit his lip and took a deep breath. This circus was full of weirdness inside and out, and he was prepared to deal with any possibility of changes.
At this time, the third show had begun. Sonny the clown and a big man with bare breasts came on stage one after another. As expected, the clown was pushed by the big man because he was walking in front of the big man and his movements were slow and funny.
With one blow, it fell to the ground.
The audience burst into laughter, and everyone was laughing at Sonny the Clown's clumsiness.
"Isn't this guy too pitiful?" For some reason, Dulan actually sympathized with the clown. Although his performance was just a performance, when a person puts on the clown's mask, the mask really won't affect him.
Life off the stage?
Dulan watched thoughtfully as the shirtless man pushed a wooden platform covered with thick canvas towards the center of the stage. The clown on the side began to loudly explain to everyone that the content of this show requires an audience to cooperate. Countless
The audience raised their hands one after another, but Duran was not included. He did not intend to expose himself to the light, so he shrank his head.
However, at this moment, clown Sonny suddenly cast his eyes towards Duran, with a playful smile on his painted face.
Sonny raised his hand and shouted to Duran: "The gentleman over there is very honored to tell you that you have been selected. Please come up immediately and cooperate with our magician to perform. Don't worry, the performance will be very safe.
."
"Damn it!" Dulan cursed in his heart.
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