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Chapter 1822

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Han Dong didn't know that [Young Master – Gracie] had been chosen by the clown.

He was currently carefully observing the "Black Card" reward issued by the circus (he would look up at the stage every four seconds).

1. The material of the card was absolutely top-grade, and it was a material that Han Dong had never seen before. It had a small particle feel to the touch, as if it was constructed from micron-scale dodecahedron particles.

When observed from different angles, different particle surfaces would refract different lusters, mysterious and deep.

It could even read a large amount of information from the card through a special information conversion mode. In other words, the card itself was a special hard disk that used special particles as a medium and refracted from different surfaces as an output port.

2. The particles that made up the black card were like burning coal, emitting black gas at all times. It seemed a little fancy, but in fact, this black gas could effectively block external perception.

Although Han Dong could use the Magic Eye to investigate, his eyes would feel obvious stinging pain after a long period of prying. There would even be similar particles growing between the eyeballs. If he wanted to remove them from the eyeballs, they would also spray out black juice, making it very difficult to repair.

3. On the back of the black card, through the fixed arrangement and refraction effect between the particles, it formed a certain eye imprint that represented the Dark Circus.

When observed from different angles, the eye would appear in different states, and the shape of the pupil would also change.

"This black card represents some kind of identity in the circus? Or some kind of membership card? It was directly given to me without any explanation. Was it intentional?

Although I can decipher the black card through the Magic Eye, it would be exposed.

Forget it, there should be an explanation after the subsequent performances or when all the performances are over. "

Han Dong could vaguely guess something and temporarily put the card in his pocket.

While removing the stitches for the lacerated wound on his face, he carried out the spinal restoration process. He quietly waited for the next performance.



[Backstage – Circus Members Lounge]

[Performance Order]

The circus didn't have any mandatory requirements for the order. It only required the members to complete a high-quality performance for three days. It didn't matter who appeared first or later.

Everyone generally determined the order of appearance through drawing lots.

For example, the dancer Aliya drew the relatively easy opening lot "1", and the director Christian drew the sequence "2".

The next Sequence "3" was Clown Baggins.

When the stage play came to an end, the clown suddenly turned to a dark corner of the resting area. There seemed to be a shadowy individual wearing a tall hat standing there … Not only did he look shadowy, but his entire body also gave off a dark aura.

"Mr. Leblanc, I have something to discuss with you. How about we exchange the order of our performances?"

Under normal circumstances,

With the clown's reputation in the circus, as well as his completely neutral and relatively flattering persona, the other members would agree to this request for the order of exchange.

However, Mr. LeBlanc had drawn the "Closing Ceremony."

Moreover, the performance he had prepared today was very suitable for the closing performance. If he could finish it perfectly, he would receive additional rewards and holidays.

Seeing that M. Leblanc in the corner did not answer,

The clown raised his head and opened his mouth as wide as possible …

Whoosh! His entire arm entered his body from his throat in an extremely smooth manner.

Crunch, crunch, crunch ~ The sound of flesh being squeezed continuously came out from the clown's mouth.

After a minute of searching and groping, he finally found an item that had been sealed for a long time in the depths of his body. He took it out along with blood vessels, crushed tissues, and accidentally crushed internal organs.

After the clown licked the stains with his tongue, a rather exquisite ancient figurine appeared.

"Deal."

A gloomy voice came from the corner.

Leblanc took off his tall hat and put his arm into the hat … Like a magic trick, the next second, he took out the ancient figurine and the clown's palm that was holding the figurine.

Drip Drip Drip Drip ~

Black and white blood kept dripping, and the clown's palm was completely cut off by the trick just now.

Leblanc pulled down the palm that had accidentally changed, put the figurine into his pocket first, and waved the clown's broken hand to greet him, "Sorry, my magic is not mature enough … Let me reconnect it for you."

Clown Baggins wasn't angry. Instead, he shook his arm generously,

"No need ~ I'll give you the palm as well.

The next performance will start in fifteen minutes. Mr. Leblanc, hurry up and get ready to appear … I'm personally looking forward to your magic performance. "

Clown Baggins turned around.

The left side of his face (white with black makeup) was crying very sadly. It seemed that the broken palm just now brought him a lot of pain.

On the right side of his face (white with black makeup), a palm-like tongue protruded out of his mouth and gently stroked his left cheek to comfort him. He calmed his emotions and didn't want to lose control of the balance.

...

There was a full half-hour interval. During this time, there were no lights and no one to host the performance.

The venue was silent.

No one knew what the third performance would be, and how many poor audience members would be chosen to go on stage.

"It's here! Something doesn't feel right … There's no need to take the initiative to go on stage this time. "

He stared at the dark corner of the stage.

Intuition told him that the next performer would be completely different from the previous two performers.

The dancer and director could actually be labeled as "good," but Han Dong could feel a strong sense of "evil" before the next performer appeared.

There was no black fog, only a faint, dim light shining on the stage.

A man wearing a tall hat and a black tuxedo walked barefoot onto the stage. His image had already frightened the audience and they prayed that he wouldn't be chosen in the next competition.

1. The reason why he was barefoot and didn't wear shoes was that the soles of his feet had been twisted into a spiral cone and he walked in the form of a meat spike.

2. Many parts of the body were completely cut off. Ankles, knees, waist, wrists, and so on were connected with dense red flesh threads. Even his eyes were completely gouged out and replaced with flesh threads.

Since he was sealed by the truth, it meant that these were his innate characteristics.

This person was one of the top performers of the circus, the [Magician].

After bowing politely to the audience, the magician began to take out large magic equipment from the tall hat room one by one, including:

A "black wardrobe" with strange runes drawn on it,

A "closed water tank" filled with green liquid,

And a "human body dissection device" that looked like an operating table with various cutting chainsaws,

And a "guillotine" that was similar to ancient executions,

As various large props were placed on the stage, an atmosphere of death and fear filled the venue.

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