Chapter 110: The Sound of Sacrifice
Sunday, July 28.
The afterglow of dusk spills over the port, and the shadows of containers mingle in the darkness.
At about six or seven o'clock, people dressed very strangely suddenly appeared near the port.
They appeared suddenly, with little sign of them.
Some of these people wore oversized puppet costumes and held large balloons in their hands, like the staff of an amusement park to please children.
Someone painted the entire face white, and deliberately made a bright red scar, which looked hideous and vicious.
Someone put on a muscle suit on the outside of his body, which was shiny and shiny, but it did not match his head in a very bad way.
There are even perverts with hacksaws and triangular strips of cloth on their heads.
Among them were some normal people in suits and leather shoes, but no one knew if they were wearing human skin masks on their faces.
These people came from all directions, some were silent, some were giggling, and the originally secluded and uninhabited port suddenly became lively.
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Su Xian leaned on a container, looked at those who suddenly appeared, and suddenly smiled: "Professor, which character do you like?" β
Professor Buck wore a gentleman's hat and a cane, and looked very elegant: "All right, as long as you can ensure flexibility in your actions." β
Su Xian: "Then the one with the hacksaw, right?" And one more weapon. β
The corners of Professor Barker's mouth twitched: "Let's choose the one who wears a suit, he is more suitable for me." β
Su Xian: "But that guy doesn't even wear a mask, so the professor is not afraid of revealing his identity?" β
Professor Buck said, "It's okay, I'm wearing a hood. β
Su Xian immediately praised: "He is worthy of being a professor." β
Professor Buck took out a hood from his pocket, then took off his hat and put it on his head, revealing only his eyes, nose and ears through a few holes: "That's fine, I don't need to change my clothes, just get an extra invitation." β
Looks like a pantyhose robber robbing a bank.
Su Xian blinked and didn't smile: "It's time to hurry." β
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There are two ports in the southern area, the east one is called Chi Port, and the west one is called Green Port.
Perhaps because the time has not yet arrived, there are no cruise ships docked in front of both ports.
Su Xian and Professor Buck arrived early to wait, and hid in the container pile between the two ports.
Under the cover of night, the two of them picked a target and touched the Chigang to the east.
There was a clash of people there, apparently because a couple of strange-looking people had suddenly appeared, causing the two thugs who lived here to laugh at them.
And those strange-looking people were obviously not easy to mess with, so they walked up directly, and beat the two thugs to the ground with three punches and two kicks.
But this southern side is a treacherous place where criminals gather, filled with countless groups large and small.
As soon as the two thugs were beaten, their companions rushed out with a shout.
But even if they are armed, they are no match at all.
The disguised people who passed by only glanced over there and ignored them, as if they were already accustomed to screaming.
But they attracted some attention.
Su Xian poked his head out of the shadows, and he took a fancy to a person dressed as a clown.
Clowns and vampires are almost the most numerous appearances at this masquerade.
But most of the clowns wear makeup directly on their faces, and only a few clowns β they wear clown masks!
A miserable white undertone, colorful eye shadow, a bright red apple nose, plump sausage lips, and a drop of blood and tears slipping from the corner of the eye.
The clown wears a Santa hat with a ruffle collar around his neck, and his clothes are colorful garments all over the prism, with the main colors of black, red, green, and white.
He wears a tight belt around his waist, and he wears clown shoes with curved tips on his feet.
His height and body shape are also very similar to Su Xian's at the moment, and it seems that it is just tailored for him.
"The best he's the clown......"
Su Xian muttered inexplicably and put on the black soft mask.
The clown clearly didn't expect to be attacked, and like a circus-born professional clown, he walked with penguin steps and expertly tossed colored balls.
On his shoulders hung a hula hoop, on which were a dozen colored balls strung together, which seemed to be the props he used to perform.
When he walked to the edge of the container, he suddenly felt a huge force increase in his body, and before he could even react, his whole body was dragged into the container, and a hand was directly inserted between the mask and his cheek, covering his mouth.
Of course, the people who come to the masquerade ball can't all be extraordinary, in fact, there are only a handful of transcendentals, and more are just some special ordinary people.
"Name, identity, occupation."
Su Xian whispered two words in his ear, and then slightly let go of the hand covering his mouth.
He took a breath and hurriedly said: "Nietzsche, civilian, professional clown!" β
Nietzsche?
I'm Zarathustra too.
Su Xian asked again, "How did you receive the invitation?" β
Nietzsche hurriedly said: "When I finished the performance that day and returned to the backstage, I found that there was an extra envelope on the dressing table, and in the envelope was the invitation. The invitation said that everyone who attended the ball had a chance to get a million in cash, and I came. Let me go back! I don't want that million! β
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According to the price level of the Kingdom of Longen, the current one million is equivalent to about 30 million in a certain country in 8012, which is indeed attractive.
But behind the huge bounties are usually huge risks and low probability that they are difficult to obtain.
Although Nietzsche came with a fluke mentality, he suddenly realized that the risk was life-threatening, and he immediately didn't want to go.
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Su Xian took off his mask and saw a panicked face, a man who was nearly thirty years old.
"Professor."
"Hand him over to me."
Professor Buck expertly took off the man's clown suit, retrieved another invitation, and tied him into a rice dumpling with a thick hemp rope, the last of which landed just in his mouth, gagging his mouth.
He flicked his fingers, leaving a little black substance on the knot.
"When you get on the boat, I'll break the knot, and you go by yourself."
The man hurriedly nodded in thanks, tears of gratitude overflowing from his eyes.
Su Xian quickly changed into his clown suit, and then replaced the soft mask on his face with a clown mask.
"It's time to find the next unlucky one."
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A short time later, another person was dragged into the container and the invitation was taken.
The clown in the mask and the gentleman in the hood stepped out of the container and walked gracefully and calmly to the sea.
As the night deepened, lights appeared on the dark sea, and a magic-powered cruise ship was slowly approaching, like a giant beast in the night.
The two stood on the seashore and watched, and more and more people gathered around them.
The lights draw closer, and the shadows lengthen.
The roar rang in my ears.
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Su Xian was suddenly stunned.
In the midst of that roar, he suddenly heard a muffled voice.
"The miracle of time, the master of space, the lord of destiny...... I offer my dearest things as a sacrifice...... Please accept my sacrifice and grant me ......"
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