The moment he saw the head coming out of the clown's belly, even Roger couldn't help but churn in his stomach, and the head was covered with gastric juice.

Gastric juice itself is corrosive, but this young man with delicate facial features licked his tongue, and it seemed that this acidic liquid was more of a sense of enjoyment.

The young man had green hair, and he rolled out of the clown's belly, and the slightly chubby clown was even more hideous and terrifying when he came out, with a huge blood hole in his stomach, and even the internal organs could be seen clearly. Roger endured his nausea and secretly filled the last short arrow into the bracket.

Holding Lolita's hand, the golden knife quietly unsheathed.

The green-haired youth was wearing a white coat, he was slightly shorter and thinner than the red-haired youth, but his body was cold and cold like a poisonous snake.

"Sith, the big ghost in your playing cards seems to mean 'avoidable doom'", the green-haired young man touched his scattered hair, threw two needles into the sky with both hands, spun into the sky and flew into his hands, and pressed his fingers on the syringe to squeeze out drops of potion.

He looked at Rogerson and smiled: "Introduction, my name is Bakers, the apothecary of the Evil Spirit Circus, nicknamed 'Death Apothecary', this red-haired one's name is Sith, and he is the magician, hypnotist and illusionist of the Evil Spirit Circus, nicknamed 'Hypnotic Nightmare'", he pointed to the disembowelment clown and smiled: "Compared with his magic, the magic of the Sith is the real art",

"By the way, in the Sith definition of playing cards, the big ghost represents 'doom that can be avoided'",

"That means my fate is in his hands, isn't it?" said Roger.

Bex snapped his fingers: "Smart, that's what it means",

Roger nodded, he already had answers to many questions at this moment, the reason why this young pharmacist named Bex was not afraid of the gastric juice in the clown's stomach was because he had coated it with alkaline substances beforehand, and the neutralization of acid and alkali made him not afraid of acidic gastric juice.

Even if he drank this liquid, he would be fine, which meant that his pharmacist level was already very high, and even the inside could induce alkaline substances. Apothecaries are rare in the entire Atlantis continent, and it seems to be a privilege to meet such a high-level here.

And the red-haired Sith, he is even more terrifying than Bakers, who can have three professions: magician, hypnotist, and illusionist, and the difficulty is no less than that of a puppeteer after graduation.

"You are the descendant of that man, and the Circus of Evil Spirits is where you belong", Sith pinched his playing cards, and although his eyes were calm, the flames hidden under the calm were extremely hot.

Roger said: "That man, do you mean my father? Unfortunately, I haven't even met him, and the Evil Spirit Circus has nothing to do with me."

The syringe in Bakers' hand turned, and he smiled and said, "Sith, his stubbornness is what we expected, isn't it?"

Sith didn't say anything, and with a movement of his fingers, the playing cards flew through the air, faster and sharper than the blade, and Roger was inserted into the third card before he could dodge.

Quick, too fast, Roger picked up Lolita and stepped back, and Bex pressed forward step by step.

"You care about that little girl very much? Yes, you care about her very much, she is so cowardly, she will be intimidated by the ugliness of the clown, such a girl will not do you any good",

Roger turned a deaf ear to his words, and only stepped back vigilantly.

"You don't know yet, this clown", he pointed to the clown who was grinning and mending his belly, "This clown is the work of that man, your father",

"is his failed work",

The work of that person, the work of failure. Roger frowned slightly, "that man", that "father" in their mouths, had he already defeated gods and demons?

He looked at the painless clown, and felt a pang of disgust in his heart, was that the man who had created this kind of life? If so, what was the point of success?

"Whoosh",

The syringe in Becks' hand had already ejaculated as he spoke, and Roger's "hmm" needle pierced his shoulder accurately, Bezos appeared in front of him with a smile and pressed the syringe, and the yellow medicine in the syringe was injected into Roger's body by pressing his fingers.

"Sleep, little ghost, the amount of hallucinogens I mixed is just right?",

Looking down, a little blush dripped from behind Lolita, and before he could react, Roger's hand had been lifted up from the needle.

"Fool, it's you who should sleep",

He repeated his old tricks, stabbing the golden knife in his left hand into the palm of his hand to keep him awake, and the miniature crossbow machine in his right hand was already aimed at Becks's forehead.

"Peng",

The last short sword was fired, but at such a close distance, no sound of the short arrow piercing into the skull was heard, and not even a trace of blood spilled out.

Bex's two fingers pinched the black short arrow, Roger was surprised at first, and then flicked his knee and hugged Lolita and turned over with one hand to distance himself from Becks.

Bex smiled and put the short arrow on the tip of his nose and sniffed: "The smear is an anesthetic very similar to hallucinogens, hahahaha, little ghost, you are really an all-rounder, mechanism, hidden weapon, potion, exactly the same as that person, even the cunning is exactly the same, hahahaha",

All he said was praise, but he moved his hand like a mad dog, and he rushed over with a tilt, and at this moment Roger had no way to retreat, and he gently put Lolita on the ground and held the golden knife in a low voice, and the second syringe of Bex also flew over, and he raised his arm equipped with the miniature crossbow machine to separate the syringes, and at the same time took off the gold coin around his neck and threw it at Bex.

"When", "When",

Becks's palm flashed, a scalpel fell into the palm of his hand, raised his hand and slashed the sparks of the gold coin, laughed and opened his white coat, the two rows of syringes in the coat were thrilling, and in his laughter, the coat flicked the syringes and flew one after another.

The sharp pain immediately spread all over his body, Roger barely blocked a few syringes, and the rest could no longer be stopped, seven syringes continued to pierce his chest one after another, and the hallucinogens in his body also worked, his body was weak and couldn't support "Poof" and fell to the ground, just trying to struggle up Bex had already stepped on his arm.

"Imp, don't faint",

The scalpel slammed into the back of Roger's hand.

"Ahh

"Hahaha, little ghost, I know you don't want to lose consciousness, pain is the only way to fight hallucinogens, hahaha, the kind Bex won't make you faint",

Bex's fingers pinched and pulled out the scalpel and cut Roger's tendons, and then stabbed him in the back, and then rolled three times in a row, Roger's back immediately flowed blood, Bex laughed like crazy, the smell of blood greatly stimulated his madness, but he was a little careless under his feet Roger had already rolled and slipped out again, and the golden knife also left a scratch on his calf.

Roger staggered to his feet, the sharp pain in his body made him more conscious, but the loss of physical strength made him unable to defeat the enemy, and even Becks's figure became blurred, but he still gasped and got up, his chest rising and falling sharply.

The scalpel in Bakers' hand turned, and he smiled and said, "Tenacious little ghost, since that's the case, it's fun to cut off your legs, and I can reconnect it anyway."

He leaned over and sprinted, the sharp scalpel slashing straight at Roger's thigh, just then the wind roared

"Whoosh",

A big sword flew suddenly, and the strong sword qi exuded a holy light, a silver-white sword qi, a silver sword qi that only the great sword master level had.