This is the largest plaza in Las Vegas. Dense crowds stand outside the plaza in a large circle, and even many people are lying on the nearby tall buildings.
There was a huge car parked on one side of the square, and the roar of the motor idling rumbled, like a beast waiting for an opportunity, ready to pounce on its prey at any time!
The eyes of the audience were all glued to the exquisite black coffin, and the atmosphere was tense and depressing.
The coffin blocked the light, and the palpitating darkness unscrupulously occupied the small space. In the heavy coffin, there was only the sound of heavy and slow breathing, and a tall figure lay curled up in the darkness.
The coffin blocked Mu Yuan's vision, and the boundless silence swallowed his calmness.
The chaotic chatter from outside the wooden coffin was mixed with the roar of the engine, filling his eardrums, piercing and piercing.
"Oh my god! This magician from the Hua Kingdom is crazy, and he actually wants to perform a coffin escape."
"That's the famous magic of master magician Hagrid six years ago. No one has ever been able to replicate it successfully! What does this Chinese magician think?!"
"It is said that he wanted to invite Master Hagrid to watch the performance, but was rejected by the other party."
"Oh God, are those close-up little magic tricks of the Chinese people really worth looking forward to?"
"I'm quite optimistic about this Huaguo magician, don't you think he's handsome?"
The disdainful and mocking voices from around fell into Mu Yuan's ears through the coffin, like sharp knives piercing his heart fiercely, making his breathing slightly rapid.
It has been ten years since I left my motherland to study, and I have had a hard time living in the United States because of my identity as a Chinese, and I have repeatedly encountered obstacles in finding sponsors. And this performance, which he has been preparing for nearly three years, must be a success. He wants the whole world to know that Huaguo also has good magic tricks!
Slightly suppressing the pain and bitterness in his heart, he speeded up his hand to untie the string on his wrist—
Mu Yuan's wrist was tied tightly behind his back, and he couldn't untie it, still couldn't untie it, no matter what method he used, he couldn't untie it!
The roar of the car engine gradually overwhelmed the human voice, Mu Yuan's eardrums were already buzzing, and beads of sweat on his forehead slowly flowed down his cheeks and into his neckline.
The tighter and tighter the slender rope cut into his flesh and blood, the pain was severe. Mu Yuan felt cold all over, and his fingers fell limply from the excruciating pain.
The time reserved for the performance was getting closer and closer. If he didn't untie the rope, the coffin and him would be slammed into the car that was already ready to go.
There is nowhere to escape, and death is certain!
Mu Yuan's lips turned white, and his eyelids closed in despair, unable to escape.
This is not a well-set knot, the prop master who has been with him for a long time actually tied a knot for him, the person who blushed a while ago and said that he would always support him.
What made him desperate was not only the knot that killed him, but also the escape mechanism under the wooden coffin that didn't respond to any pressing. Berg wanted to put him to death!
Magicians do not have special abilities, and magic props are equipped with extremely ingenious mechanisms. Basically, every magician has a prop master to assist him, but Mu Yuan's prop master betrayed him.
It was he who named the man Berg. The skinny boy in Lyon was brought out from the slums. The boy once said gratefully that he would serve him with his soul!
At this time, he betrayed his own soul with practical actions.
Hatred mixed with fear filled the nerves, making Mu Yuan's already stiff body twitch uncontrollably.
The wooden coffin was nailed to death, even if he wanted to give up the performance, it was impossible, the only thing waiting for him was death!
The human voice outside the coffin suddenly disappeared at this moment, the ear-piercing roar was intertwined with sharp friction sounds, and the high-speed car was like a howling beast, fiercely rushing towards its prey.
Mu Yuan woke up suddenly, frantically struggling with his sticky wrist, trying to make the last effort, he didn't want to give up, his dream had not been fulfilled yet. But the slender rope was sharper than a sharp blade at this time, and it was stuck in the flesh and blood, strangling the wrist bone.
Can't die... can't die... at least not just die like this...
He hit the heavy coffin with his body, trying to let the audience outside notice his strangeness, but all was in vain, the heavy coffin could not be shaken even if he lost his strength.
The tall hummer howled and rushed towards the dark coffin, and there was no sound in the square for a while.
—Boom!
After a loud noise, the pitch-black coffin flew into the air in a parabola, and while the coffin was scattered and cracked, a slender black-haired man flew upside down from the sawdust, like a dilapidated puppet, bumping into it in an extremely weird and twisted posture. on rough ground...
-squeak!
With the sudden and sharp sound of brakes, the square fell into dead silence, only the sudden sound of the car engine, and no one reacted.
The dead silence lasted only a few seconds. The onlookers covered their faces and screamed. Some people folded their hands and kept drawing crosses on their chests. The scene was chaotic.
And a person stood quietly on the outskirts of the panicked crowd, lowering his head and smiling vaguely...
Mu Yuan only felt that his body was torn apart by the impact, and all his senses were getting farther and farther away from him. The severe pain from his chest made him feel that his internal organs had all shifted in an instant.
The moment he landed, his eyelids were filled with countless blood, and the sky was blood red...
The trachea was filled with overflowing blood bubbles, and it became more and more difficult to breathe, and the screaming voices in his ears got farther and farther away from him.
It's over, his dream hasn't come true yet, hatred mixed with regret hits his consciousness.
I'm really unwilling...
This was determined to be a performance accident, and many audiences present that day could not forget that scene, the black-haired man lying on the ground looking up at the sky with blood and tears. In the chaos of the crowd, none of them heard the man lying in the pool of blood murmur in his dying breath: "I really want to put—
—Give me a chance to drag the betrayer into hell, even if he can never be reincarnated! "
"Reject the light and offer your loyalty to the darkness, and you will become a blood race; give up the past, offer your memory, and you will usher in a new life; give up your freedom, and offer your soul to the evil god, and you will have eternal life .”
who is... who is speaking...
Mu Yuan wanted to stand up and look for the source of the sound, but found that he was fixed in mid-air and could not move at all.
"Now, do you want to sign a contract?"
Mu Yuan's eyelids trembled slightly and then opened, what caught his eyes was still the dead blackness, the desolate sense of loneliness swept over Mu Yuan's nerves and permeated his soul.
"Are you a demon?"
"Devil?" The man hidden in the void smiled softly, "That's right."
The voice paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Do you want to make a contract? If you give up, I will follow your wishes and send you into reincarnation."
I don't know if Mu Yuan was thinking too much, he actually heard a hint of hidden eagerness from that person's calm narration, the other party... seemed to really hope that he would agree
Conspiracy? The opponent has absolute power, there is no need to do this at all.
What's more, he unintentionally summoned the other party...
Suppressing the worries in his heart, Mu Yuan licked his dry lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "I would like to dedicate my faith to the darkness, my soul, my flesh and blood to the darkness. As long as I can still stand on that stage, as long as I I can push those traitors down the abyss with my own hands. But... "
Mu Yuan paused slightly, tilted his head and said in puzzlement: "Why do you still have to offer your memory? How is that different from reincarnation?"
The person hiding in the darkness didn't answer his question, and the space returned to dead silence for a while.
"If I leave behind the deepest obsession in your heart, you are willing." A tall figure slowly walked out of the dark void, and Mu Yuan saw the huge black shadow that opened behind that person.
Mu Yuan doesn't know whether his deepest obsession is revenge or magic, but he knows that this is the other party's last concession.
"let's start."
As soon as the words fell, the whole space erupted with a fiery white light. Mu Yuan couldn't dodge for a while, his eyes were blinded by the sudden bright light, and his consciousness was getting farther and farther away from him in the white light.
"After waking up, what kind of new life will I usher in?" He murmured uneasily, but did not get the slightest response from the other party.
Until the second before he lost all senses, his body seemed to be wrapped in many soft things, and the smell emanating from the softness made him inexplicably at ease...
"Welcome back."