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At some point, the passage in front of Erin the Clown suddenly became weird.

"Stepping on ······"

With the sound of footsteps.

In the cracks around the corridor, a trickle of water gushed out.

The wisps of water were transparent and pure at first, but soon they were dyed red, blood-like red, intensely red.

The color of blood reddened Erin's eyes the clown, and his near-frozen gaze.

"It's ······"

No.

It's not just the crevices around the corridors.

Even the corridor itself seems to have begun to undergo some unknown changes.

The upper half of the corridor wall, which was still clean and tidy, has become old and mottled at some point.

Layers of walls that seemed to have been soaked in blood were covered with bulging skin.

In the bulging wall skin, there seemed to be some kind of dark red liquid flowing.

It seemed that behind the bulging wall skin, it was not air, but a mass of blood that smelled of blood.

And at the top of the corridor, among the lamps that were supposed to be used as lighting, but were extinguished because of the wires, it seemed that one after another, the cold, malevolent pitch-black pupils could be seen, staring coldly at the clown Erin who was about to step into the depths of the corridor.

In front of the road that gradually became weird, the clown Erin couldn't help but stop.

Even his face under the mask stopped the last smile.

"This feeling ·······"

"Why do I have an inexplicable sense of familiarity!"

Looking at the strange corridor in front of him, Elin the clown suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, as if he remembered the source of this familiarity.

"Potions out of control ······"

"Flesh Aberration ······"

"The Evil God Pollutes ·······"

Damn, why is this style so similar to those events where potions get out of control and cause aberrations?

Or is this another strange place that has been polluted by the aura of evil gods?

After recalling the source of this sense of familiarity, the corners of the clown Erin's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

Damn it.

The evil god sacrifice I encountered before, as well as the Sloan from the textile factory, forget it, why is there this kind of infiltrating thing full of restraint style on the side of Jin and this gang leader.

Damn it.

Is this still the Marvel world in my memory?

Could it be that not only those supervillains who want to destroy the world at every turn, but also those weird and unpredictable evil gods will have to get involved in this world!

Or rather.

Those evil gods have long extended their minions to this world?

Thinking back to this time, I came across one after another those things that should not have appeared in this world.

Erin, the clown, couldn't help but look serious in his eyes.

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He glanced at the tunnel behind him, which had been destroyed by explosives and half buried.

Erin the Clown spread his hands.

"Since you're here, let's take a good look at what this Jin is all about!"

After taking a deep breath.

Erin the Clown took another step forward.

But if you look closely.

You will find that this time the clown Erin seems to be much more cautious in every step.

"Smack!"

With every step, the clown Erin's toes could step out of a shallow puddle of water in the blood-paved road, splashing a blood spill.

In the blooming blood flowers, ripples in circles rippled from the tips of Erin the clown.

And as the clown Arin continues to go deeper.

The puddle of blood that covered the corridor also became viscous.

Even the color changed to that dark red, blackened red.

At the same time, the smell of blood and rot in the air became more and more solemn.

It doesn't seem to have gone far.

It was as if after a long time had passed in the corridor.

In the depths of the corridor, there seemed to be a faint yellow-brown light.

"Are you going to the exit?"

With a flick of his fingertips, a thin paper figure was bounced off and glued to a corner at the top of the corridor.

Erin the Clown walked straight to the glowing exit of the tunnel.

As the Clown Erin continued to go deeper, at this time, every step the Clown Erin could step on an ankle-deep pit under his feet.

After the clown Erin pulled out his toes, the viscous dark red plasma seemed to be about to coagulate, and it would not heal for a long time.

made the clown Erin leave clear footprints in the corridor behind him.

And the walls of the corridor around the clown Arin seemed to come to life at this time, and the texture of flesh and blood appeared.

The bulging walls had turned into pieces of rancid flesh at this time.

And the gray-brown pupils at the top of the passage were staring intently at Erin's back, exuding an indescribable malice at all times.

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"Hoo ······"

The moment his legs stepped out of the escape corridor, Erin the Clown's eyes suddenly became clear.

A huge restaurant also disappeared into the eyes of Arin the clown.

The luxurious black and gold marble dining room, the long extravagant stone dining table, and the huge crystal chandelier suddenly appeared in front of the clown Erin.

It's just that all of this is covered with a layer of dim blood light at this time.

The huge carpet in the center of the dining room was covered in blood-colored viscous liquid.

As the line of sight moved up, the dining room table, chairs, and the crystal chandelier hanging upside down from the ceiling were covered with a network of blood that seemed to be composed of blood vessels.

The crystal lamp, which should have been bright, was wrapped in a blood net, emitting a strange blood light.

This huge restaurant, which should be luxurious, is rendered like a bloody and terrifying hell on earth.

And the layers of blood vessels woven into a blood network seemed to be rotten and moldy, and dense black fluff grew.

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After scanning around, he quickly carved everything about this blood-colored restaurant into his mind.

Erin the clown looked at himself.

After putting it into the restaurant.

The word slaughter hung in the place, but inside it was a darkness that seemed to swallow everything.

As Elin the Clown stared at the darkness that seemed to consume everything.

In the chilling darkness, a voice that seemed to be constantly suppressing something suddenly sounded.

"I didn't expect you to be the last one to walk out of the passage, it seems that the guy with the bullseye died at your hands in the end, what a pity! I knew ······· earlier."

With this abrupt sound.

On his right eye, at some point, Erin, the clown who had already put on a delicate monocle, slowly passed through the thick darkness.

Finally, I saw a huge monster hidden in the darkness.

Looking at the huge monster reflected in the depths of his pupils, Erin the Clown let out a slight inhalation.

It was hard for him to describe what the giant monster looked like.

It seems to be a mass of flesh and blood piled up on the body, and there are large pieces of rotten wounds everywhere, and among these wounds, one after another twisted reddish-brown blood vessels continue to poke out of them, like large and small tentacles, reddish-brown blood vessels, spreading out wildly.

Then it was inserted into the bloody corpses that were all over the slaughterhouse, and a substance was constantly drawn from the flesh and blood of the corpses.

And in some places where the rot was bad, the reddish-brown blood vessels couldn't wait, dragging a strong corpse roughly, and forcibly stuffing it into his rotting body.

It seems······

Filling in the empty space that had been rotted.

Among the bloody corpses.

There are huge pigs, the carcasses of cows, and there are also ······· A human corpse with a pale complexion.

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"If I had known that he would die at your hands, I should have made him a part of me, truly one with me."

When the clown Erin saw the rotting giant monster, a sigh of regret came out from a huge head in the center of the huge monster, which could no longer see its true face.

"It's a pity, the bullseye's body is much stronger than these waste······

Speaking of general, the head, which had swelled to the size of half a meter, suddenly lifted up, and a fierce light burst out from the depths of the eyes that were almost fat.

"Since you have killed my most loyal subordinate, let you take his place and become a part of me!"

As he spoke, the mass of flesh that had almost submerged a room suddenly poked out a delicate black cane.

With a "zila" sound.

In the dark delicate cane, a laser shot out towards Erin, who was standing at the entrance of the passage.

"Wow, laser, that's scary······"

Erin, the clown with an exaggerated expression on his face, flashed his body to the side almost as soon as the staff was aimed at him, dodging the laser that pierced a deep pit in the wall behind him.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the clown Arin actually avoided his own attack.

The giant monster in the slaughterhouse had a flash of anger in its eyes, and then the pitch-black cane swept across.

The dangerous laser shot from the cane turned into a dangerous lightsaber with its movements, slashing at Erin, the clown who had just dodged the direct laser shot.

"It's scary, it's scary······"

While shouting about the terrible clown Erin, his body was like a boneless, and he instantly made an iron plate bridge, avoiding this laser sweeping clown Erin, and his wrist flipped between them.

The characteristic black flying knife seized from the bullseye slashed a graceful arc in mid-air, flashing away in mid-air like a meteor, instantly crossing the layers of space, and then "ding".

It stabbed on the delicate black cane.

Almost at the moment of hit.

There was an undetectable glimmer of light on the pitch-black exploding flying knife.

Followed by.

The violent explosion of the C4 bomb, which was comparable to that of the C4 bomb, rang out with a bang.

Thundered!

The violent explosion directly destroyed the delicate black cane, and then the heat wave and shock wave set off by the explosion spread outward layer by layer.

And the monster that is close at hand is the first to bear the brunt.

Puff········

The rotting flesh was instantly torn apart by the heat wave and shock wave set off by the explosion.

Pieces of rancid flesh and blood were shattered into a sky of flesh and blood, splashing wantonly.

In the blink of an eye.

The flesh monster that filled most of the slaughterhouse and had an incomparably huge body was blasted into a huge pit half a meter deep.

After the shock wave of the heat wave and explosion dissipated.

Next to the huge head in the center of the monster, a large fat hand stretched out.

After wiping away the splattered blood foam on its face, the fat, distorted giant head let out a sinister laugh.

"Bullseye's exploding knives?"

"Hehe, this kind of gadget can't kill me!"

With the grim smile of this huge monster, one by one the distorted blood shot out, surging out of the wound that was blown up by the clown Erin, instantly swept a distance of seven or eight meters, and quickly wrapped around the flesh and blood corpses that were blown away by the explosion, and then dragged them back and stuffed them into the big hole that was blown out by the explosion.

The corpses that were stuffed into the blood pit, between the squirming of the blood-colored tentacles, there seemed to be blood-colored tentacles in the body, and soon, these corpses were quickly assimilated and became part of the monster.

And after being assimilated, on the faces of pigs, cows, or people, they suddenly raised their heads in unison and looked at the clown not far away with a cold face.

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"Huh!"

Erin the Clown let out a soft sigh as he looked at the monster not far away who still had a hint of sanity.

"It's all deformed into this ghost, and it can still resist the pollution of distortion and maintain a certain sanity, this will is incredible!"

"However, with such a strong will, how did this guy get out of control and become like this?"

Although the huge flesh monster in front of the clown Arin is no longer human.

But from what it had just said, and from that iconic cane.

The clown Erin can already confirm that the huge monster in front of him, which seems to be out of control and has been distorted, is even the deity of Jin He.

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"Merge with me, immortal clown, I can feel the immense power contained in you, and after devouring you, I will surely become even stronger."

Accompanied by Jin He's roar.

The space, which had been polluted by gold distortion, seemed to be beginning to shake.

The next second.

Wriggling blood-colored tentacles shot out from all directions, and the blood vessels on the tables, chairs, furniture, the ground, the walls, and the ceiling that had been woven into a bloody web suddenly came to life in the roar of Jin He.

Like spikes shooting out.

Towards the clown Arryn, launched the most fierce attack.

(End of chapter)