After thinking about it for a long time, the Marquis of Enwei created a special blood bag to collect all the tickets scattered on the ground and bring them back to the verdant manor.

"The other party's methods are quite novel and weird, I even suspect that there are some non-epidemic extraterritorial means mixed in there, the ticket is here anyway, what do you two think."

Naste slowly fell into the air, and said with a contemptuous expression:

"What's there to see~ I'm definitely not going!

It's so weird before the show starts, do we still take the initiative to go in and throw ourselves into the net? With such a convenient base as a tannery, why do you have to run out to find danger?

The world infection is almost complete, but there can't be a problem at this juncture.

We'll stay at the manor and see what the circus guys think. If they take the initiative, I don't mind playing with them. ”

Gratoni held the huge roast leg in one hand and nodded as he bittened, "I agree with Naste's statement, there is no need to take the initiative to come to the door, we are now at a critical moment." ”

"Hmmm......"

The Marquis of Enwei was only a little unconvinced, he was only put on the table the day before yesterday, and today the circus was built directly under the tannery, and even made these tricks to mock.

In other words, the crazy nature of the blood people in the past would have surged up the whole army and swallowed the circus in one go.

"I'll ask the boss for his opinion, and you can continue to look at the tent below."

The head of the Marquis of Enwei kept reproducing the strange posture of Baron Grote,

It is difficult to understand how in just a few seconds, the other party has 'flipped over' his body like that and can still survive and move normally, and also carry out some kind of deep enslavement that overrides the 'bloodline'.

"It's so weird, I have to consult with the boss,

If the tent is left unattended, the potential danger may well increase over time...... We must take effective action. ”

Enwei walked back to the inside of the tannery with a cane, rounded several forks and passed through a [mirror] with a special enchantment,

There is a special elevator that is limited to Earl and above and requires identity verification.

It will lead to the highest part of the tannery, the room that was once used to dry special skins, which had been abandoned for thousands of years but were repurposed with the arrival of the blood.

Bang long sigh ~ As the elevator went up, the elevator box made of ancient gold was obviously made of ancient gold, and blood began to seep inward, and it was only less than a hundred meters up that the blood overflowed the waist line of the Marquis of Enwei.

Jingling!

When the door of the elevator was opened, the blood that should have poured outward was strangely left in the compartment, and it seemed that the 'air pressure' that permeated the outer passage was even greater.

Before you reach the former drying room, you still need to go up a narrow spiral staircase.

However, this staircase is not simple, and it will bleed down the stairs at any time.

The blood seems to have an independent consciousness, and it will turn into an arm to grab the legs and feet of the comer, as if to verify the identity and seem to be just grasping and playing.

Finally came to the top of the stairs, and there was a crimson color blocking in front of him, and it felt like a hard wax hand to the touch

There's a weird and weird painting painted on it,

A middle-aged man with long curved horns like a demon stood naked on a high platform, allowing his subordinates to use daggers, spears, or sharp swords to penetrate his body, causing the blood in his body to gush out, so as to feed the group of dying of starvation and save the people.

Enwei stuck to the blood door in a reverent gesture, stretched out his tongue and licked it on the surface, and when he tasted it, many blood-condensed arms suddenly stretched out, grabbed Enwei's body and pulled it inside.

The former drying room has been completely transformed into a church-style, and the once light-revealing glass area has been completely enclosed and plated with layers of blood wax and gold.

In the center of the church is an oversized red wax sink.

At a glance, it's at least the size of a normal basketball court.

The Great Pride was here, his bandaged sword dangling behind him, one hand pressed against the surface of the sink as if to perform some kind of detection or maintain the movement of some kind of blood material between the sinks.

The camera moves up, and you will find that the sink is filled with extremely viscous crimson blood.

Inside, an ancient skeleton resembling a giant is soaked, and the whole is also red...... It is not a pure skeleton, and there are threads like blood vessels interspersed between the bones.

Each thread is managed by a Stitched Child*.

* Stitch up the Holy Child, a blood-colored baby that resembles a human baby but reaches 1.5 meters in size, with fingers in the shape of meat scissors, and is constantly retouching these silk threads and cutting excess bifurcated parts. They also erect the blood threads and occasionally weave multiple blood threads.

With the passage of time, the number of these babies will increase, and there are currently more than fifty holy babies in the entire blood tank.

Enwei took off his top hat and bowed, "The hard-working boss is here to take care of it!" ”

"What's going on out there?"

"The tent of the circus has been erected, and it's strange......," Enwei elaborated on what had just happened.

The expression of Emperor Pride with his eyes closed also changed, and then he withdrew the palm that was attached to the surface of the blood tank.

"You can't let it go, the other party is an exile with a cancer uterus, a malignant person with infinite proliferation. If that clown is given enough time, it is entirely possible to change the biological traits of the entire Connective Mountains around it.

I'll take a look. ”

"Yes."

As soon as Emperor Pride raised his hand, a coffin lid was lowered from the air to seal the blood jar, and Enwei followed him to the manor area.

"Boss, how is the monarch doing?"

"As always, we can only wait until the world is over to make a real recovery...... It's stable, we just need to make sure He doesn't get disturbed. ”

"Hmm."

With the arrival of Pride the Great, the counts who were surrounding the edge of the manor immediately got out of the way.

His closed eyes slowly opened as he reached the edge of the observation deck, revealing twin pupils, and his peculiar blood-colored vision fell on the tent.

At first glance, it was still impenetrable, but as the eyes gradually overlapped, Pride the Great gradually penetrated the tent and saw into the depths, seeing some kind of swirling black object.

A tingling pain forced Emperor Pride to close his eyes suddenly, and even a tear of blood flowed from the corner of his eye.

"Boss! Have you seen through it...... What's inside? ”

"Some kind of spiral vortex related to the abyss, and the other party has specially set up a means of rebound against visual perception......"

"The Abyss?! Sure enough, is the circus boss in there? ”

"Not necessarily~ it doesn't feel the same...... Let me try. ”

Emperor Pride slowly floated into the air, and the long sword hanging on his back and wrapped in a blood-colored bandage was also actively held in the Emperor's hand.

The eyes locked on the tent below,

Raise your arms high,

I didn't feel any special force, just swung my sword and slashed as usual.

Swish......

The river of blood in front of the tannery no longer flows, slowly parting and the bottom of the river can be clearly seen.

Three connective mountains were completely cut open,

The tent built on top of the hill was no exception, and the clown statue at the top was cut in two along with the clown statue at the top.

The entire tent quickly dried up as if it were leaking, and finally fell to the ground in two rags...... Strangely, there was nothing in the tent, it was empty.

It didn't take long for

On the top of another mountain, not far from the slashed mountain range, a layer of flesh-colored mist suddenly filled the air.

As the fog gradually dissipated, a new tent was revealed.

Once again, a large number of balloons came out of the tent entrance, decorated the exterior and set up signs, and even recycled the signs that had already been planted.

(End of chapter)