The narrow and dim corridor is spreading into the depths of darkness, and the pure black and white marble floors are scattered in an irregular arrangement, and overhead, dozens of huge crystal chandeliers are spilling the light purple light around, enveloping the entire space in a strange and hazy atmosphere. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the surrounding walls, seemingly endless faces of all shapes stretched along the corridor to the end, human, monster, living, undead, crying, laughing, screaming, grieving, all of them very different in appearance - but one thing they were all the same.

The faces all widened their eyes, staring at the only human walking in the area with a mocking gaze.

This is the only way to get from the world to the main god space, and according to the memories of the travels, everyone can see different scenes here. This corridor of only a few hundred meters will constantly change with the will of the observer, and every different scenery reflected in front of you is the most real and naked reflection of the inner world of all the people who pass through.

"It's been a hard journey, master." Just as he walked to the end of the corridor, a voice suddenly sounded in Zhou You's ears. "Looks like you're tired, oh oh, look at the scars all over your body! You've been through a terrible battle... I just don't know.... What was the takeaway this time? ”

The tone of that voice was so strange that anyone who heard it at first glance couldn't help but think of the word "funny".

"It's .... We're all reborn, how did you arrange this thing...."After hearing that voice, an expression as if eating Xiang immediately appeared on someone's face. "I'm trying not to think about it... Is this still the end...."

"Hey, what's wrong with you, master?" The funny voice continued. "You look very bad, is the eldest aunt here? It's okay~ I have Hu Shu X and Su X here, anti-side leakage, and you can use it comfortably, so that you can rest assured~"

"Shut up." Zhou You rolled his eyes and kicked the wooden door at the end of the corridor hard, kicking it open.

And then what appeared in front of his eyes... It is a wide theater.

The gilded dome reflects the bright lights, the ornate decorations make it resplendent everywhere, the sculptures and paintings of the Realm of Perfection can be seen everywhere, and the surrounding walls are painted with the theme of bloody battles, in which the saints and the aliens kill each other, the angels and monsters fight each other, the great blades plunge into the bodies of the enemies, and the blood drawn by the Dream Grass flows down from the wounds, slides over the beams, slides over the pilasters, and finally merges with the scarlet mata wool carpet.

It's a pity that in this vast venue, the stage is wide, the seats are numerous, the lights are bright, and even the red curtain has been completely opened - but there is not even a single audience here, not a single actor.

The palatial theater was empty, and the only things that could be called living creatures were Zhou You, who had just entered, and a person who sat in the center of the stage. Strange creatures.

- It was a big red nose, dark eyes, a big red mouth with a crazy smile, and a weird makeup covered in oil paint... All in all, from that point of view, this is a clown puppet with a tall hat.

But generally speaking, the puppets can't speak, so it's clearly a living thing, or rather... A strange thing that resembles a living thing?

At this time, this guy who seemed to be a monster was grinning loudly and said to Zhou You as if he was sneering. "First meeting, my master, I'm—"

"Sacco, Sacco the Demon Clown." Without waiting for the strange monster to finish introducing himself, Zhou You interrupted directly. "I know you, and I know all your temperament, so you don't have to be sarcastic in the name of introduction, as you have always done."

"Hey, that's... It's amazing. "The strange monster who traveled around and called Sacco scratched his nose." If nothing goes wrong with my database, remember that this is your first meeting..."

"But this isn't the first time I've seen you." Zhou You pulled out a mahogany chair from behind him, like a cow chewing a peony, and didn't even look at the delicate patterns carved by the craftsmen on it, and sat down directly. "You are the assistant sent to me by the Lord God, and the diffraction of His will, both as a spy and as a prison for us....."

Someone slumped in a chair and spoke slowly in an aria-like tone. "Of course, I've been used to it for a long time, but I'm still puzzled by one thing - it's clear that the retinue was randomly selected from tens of thousands of candidates, but how did I meet you by chance? Twice! ”

"So, master, do you want to change your servant?" As if noticing the 'second' remarks of Zhou You, the clown puppet just shook his head and continued to speak in that comical tone.

"Of course .....I don't want to." Unexpectedly, someone's immediate negative words. "I know the rule of the Lord God that you are not allowed to change your retinue for a month after sending a retinue, and I have always had no hope for my character or the conscience of the Lord God, in case of a worse one, such as a small quarrel..."

Zhou You seemed to think of something bad, and shivered fiercely. "We don't want to be like a sad urge, and we don't even want to commit suicide in grief and anger before we last for a month....."

"Whew, that's great, I thought I was abandoned like this." The clown let out a long and contrived sigh, then staggered to his feet and walked around—stepping on the void.

"Then master, we should get down to business." Sacco slowly walked in front of Zhou You, and the funny smile on his face became brighter and brighter. "Think about it... The first thing should be... Connecting with feelings? ”

Zhou You raised his eyelids, glanced at the clown puppet that was about to stick to his face, and raised his hand slightly.

Then....a cold light flashed by.

"Don't get too close to me." Someone withdrew the dagger from their hand, causing it to transform back into a mimetic mimic. "Although I'm too lazy to replace you, it doesn't mean that I don't have murderous intent towards you."

"I said, master, let me remind you again, this is the first time I've met you, right? Do you have such evil thoughts? "Severed in half, Sacco was still talking—the cotton and down of the usual Mupdolls were missing from the sections of his body, and there were only clumps of ....., obviously haphazardly patchwork, still wriggling with internal organs and flesh. And I want to remind you that even if you really want to kill me, you will never be able to kill me, and the reason is very simple-"

At this moment, the originally comical and absurd words suddenly became cold.

"I am the embodiment of thy nature, thy reflection, and...all thy sins are assembled."