The red and black circus tent is fully unfolded at the top of the mountain closest to the tannery,

The flesh-colored fog that permeated the tent slowly cleared, no longer giving visual restrictions, and people began to walk out of the tent door under the gaze of the blood-colored nobles.

Quack~

Dozens of 'balloon men' walked out of the tent door with the sound of funny footsteps

They all wore colorful suits made of different colored pieces of cloth, and the most special was their heads, which were replaced by rubber balloons of different colors.

The balloon head resembles a clown sculpture on top of a tent, with exaggerated smiling faces painted in red paint and spiral lines painted in black paint.

They hold decorative props in their hands, such as hanging colorful neon strings of lights all over the tent to make it stand out, or laying a multi-coloured striped carpet in front of the door.

They also carried arrowhead signs several meters long, and placed signs at intervals of more than ten meters on the mountain road between the gate and the tent, so that the bloody people who came out of the leather factory to watch the performance would not find their way later.

Of course...... Naturally, the blood people will not let go of the opportunity for this group of balloon people to go out.

An earl who was attending a party in the Verdant Manor volunteered to bring dozens of ordinary blood-dwellers around Skins Mountain to the city, intending to capture the balloonists alive and infiltrate their minds to understand the inside of the circus.

This earl was also very cautious, and he cast the secret method of blood plague from a distance of dozens of meters, and the blood overflowing from his palm turned into multiple long whips and directly wrapped around a balloon man who was knocking on a wooden stake.

Behold

The Count hadn't even made a blood invasion, and hadn't even touched the other's balloon head.

Syllable! The captured balloon man exploded directly, and the power was so great that it actually blew up all the secret structures he cast.

The surrounding blood people didn't pay so much attention, and directly started to suppress and grapple the balloon man, and they were blown up in blood mist on the spot.

What's even more bizarre is that with the explosion of the balloon, there is basically no time interval for a new balloon man to come out of the tent, and even the colors are matched.

The earl had no choice but to resort to other means,

Or pop out a blood needle thinner than a hair and shoot it into the body without any pain

or directly manipulate the blood in the other party's body in the air,

Or turn the ground under the balloon's feet into a pool of blood, and then borrow blood to fully suppress it when the opponent falls into the pool of blood, and forcibly block the self-explosion.

But no matter what kind of means can't take effect, as long as there are any external factors, the balloon man will explode instantly.

And the Earl also discovered that these balloonists were not conscious at all, and only acted on some kind of low-frequency sound waves emitted by the tents, and even if they did invade, they would not get any effective information.

In desperation, I had to return.

Verdant manor,

The Marquis of Enwei expressed his attitude: "According to Naste, after these guys have set up their tents, they will directly arrange for a baron to go in to find out the situation."

The Baron's brain is under the joint control of me and Naste, and I am trying to bring out effective information. ”

As the balloon man completes the exterior decoration and the construction of street signs,

Immediately above the tannery, a baron dressed in aristocratic service flew down quickly and landed in front of the first sign at the foot of the mountain.

This man's name is Grote, and he was born with a delicate face, white and tender skin, and even now he carries cosmetics with him.

He had not only become a baron for a month, and even his wormy mouthparts had not yet fully converged, with a large amount of whiskers fluttering between his teeth and his tongue still in the shape of a straw.

This time he was also excited to receive the Marquis's 'appreciation', and he was determined to complete this mission and bring them back the information in the circus.

At that time, he will definitely get the gift of the Seven Marquises, and maybe he will be able to complete the open source in a short time and advance to the viscount.

Thinking of this, he strutted with his head held high and walked towards the main entrance of the circus with an elegant gait.

There was no danger or mental impact along the way, until we came to the door of a tent full of colorful lanterns, but the inside was pitch black and deep.

For some reason, Baron Grote could faintly hear bursts of laughter coming from the depths of the tent, and the laughter was so numerous that it overlapped and made him can't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't help but want to get inside.

"Calm down! Then get in quickly, and evacuate as soon as there is danger!'

Baron Grote's brain suddenly sounded the voice of the Marquis of Enwei, which instantly brought him to his senses.

After shaking his head suddenly, he walked straight into the tent.

At the moment when the baron stepped into the tent and his figure disappeared,

Whether it was the "blood of jealousy" that Enwei had left in his brain, or the Slaanesh tattoo that Naste had left on him, they had all been disconnected, and not even a single message could be transmitted.

This surprised the two of them, as the Seventh Marquis, and their vigilance also increased greatly, just as they started a discussion, preparing to let an earl-level existence who had completed the path and was good at self-preservation and escape to explore,

A man suddenly came out of the tent door,

It was Baron Grote who had just gone to the inside of the tent, but his current state was a little 'strange',

First of all, the blood and marks left in his body by the two marquis were removed.

In addition, his facial features have an indescribable sense of disobedience, as if they have been moved or flipped.

The most intuitive thing is the clothes on his body, when he walked into the tent before, he was still a normal aristocratic servant, but now he walked out and wore it backwards.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth,

What's even more strange is that he also walked down the hill in the form of 'backwards', until he came to the [stitched gate] of the tannery, and then his head kept hitting the surface of the gate.

Syllable! Syllable!

Until the back of the head is smashed and blood leaks out, the blood seeping through the door is quickly authenticated, opening the way to the interior of the tannery.

Seeing such a scene,

Naturally, the Marquis of Enwei would not let such a strange guy enter the tannery, in case it caused some unknown pathogen to spread among the blood, it would be quite troublesome to deal with.

Boom~

Resilient blood vessels immediately grew from the ground, restraining Grote from entering the tannery.

Not far away, the Marquis of Enwei himself descended, a translucent blood plague covering his entire body, avoiding an unexpected attack.

Then he touched the body of Baron Grote with the noble staff in his hand,

This made the Marquis of Enwei's expression change greatly,

"What's going on! This guy's physical ...... Flipped? ”

The body of the staff allowed Enwei's perception to spread into the baron's body, and he found that the position of each organ in his body was reversed, and even the organ itself felt turned upside down, showing a very strange organ shape.

Even the inner lining of the intestines is turned outward, and the excrement is transported externally.

The most bizarre thing is that there are a large number of tickets glued to the surface of each organ in the baron's body, among which there are three VIP premium tickets that are the same as Enwei.

At this moment, Baron Grote, whose whole body was entangled in blood vessels, raised an uncomfortable smile and said, "Marquis Enwei, I greet you on behalf of the teacher!"

I don't mean anything, I'm just following the teacher's instructions to issue tickets to you.

The circus is ready to accept our blood people, and the teacher has carefully arranged the performance venue, and we are looking forward to everyone's visit! Marquis Enwei hurry up and inform everyone to come over, don't let the teacher wait for a long time!

Teacher, he will definitely open your eyes and make you feel so happy. ”

"Enslaved! In front of me, enslaved the bloodies? ”

The Marquis of Enwei looked unhappy and immediately carried out a blood invasion of Baron Grote's brain, trying to find the relevant memories of him in the tent.

Who knows, just touch the brain! The baron's entire head swelled like a balloon at a super rapid rate, and his originally restrained smile grew wildly.

Syllable!

When the baron's brain exploded, a vortex formed directly at the explosion point, and instead of blowing up the surrounding objects, it absorbed all the material within a radius of ten meters around it.

Although the Marquis of Enwei was unaffected by the protective shield, his face became even more ugly as he looked at the tickets scattered all over the ground and the swirls of blood torn out of the ground.

(End of chapter)