"Boss, you are actually injured!"
Although Catherine's call contained concern, she did not go to Art, but instead stretched out her hand to block William.
Art rubbed his injured shoulder with his hand and slowly walked towards the two men.
"The newborn in the sick month has quite good strength and a weapon that can threaten me. What a pity. If such a person can be captured, he may be able to replace you, Catherine... Of course, after you die.
That person was able to find the circus tent by sensing because someone among us used the power of the "moon". Now it seems that it was you, William, right?"
William had no intention of hiding anything. Based on the clown Art's words, he had already guessed who the person was.
"Has Yuehen arrived? Where are the others?"
Art used two fingers to make a running gesture, "Unfortunately, he has already escaped. Our competition was not able to determine the winner. He is still very young, has great potential and strength.
William, you should be one of his infected people, right? It seems that you are a special infected person, and you are very concerned by him, otherwise he would not deliberately approach the circus knowing that there are risks.
Can I use you as bait to lure that guy out again?"
William just smiled slightly in response to the question raised by Art. He could see that such an extremely evil being as Art seemed to have been defeated by Lorian.
"Boss, William..."
Just as Catherine was about to say something, William took the initiative to step forward and asked, "Is Lorian okay?"
“It’s not good to interrupt the competition and leave by force, but that guy seems to have a medical team with him. Even if he is affected by trypophobia, it doesn’t matter if he dies. It even feels like he will recover soon.
You haven't answered my question yet, William? Can you be my bait in the future to lure that man out?"
Art had moved in front of the two of them, giving off a very oppressive vibe.
Similarly, William could also clearly see the cut on the opponent's shoulder. There was a silver wound corresponding to the cut clown suit. Even a cancerous alien like Art would find it difficult to repair himself in a short period of time.
“I’m not familiar with Mr. Art, but I’ve been friends with Yuehen for a long time.
So I can't agree to such a request for the time being... If Mr. Art's position in my heart is higher than Yuehen, I would be happy to act as bait."
Art's lips painted with black paint were completely cracked. "You are really good at talking. I really want to tear off your mouth, tongue and vocal tract, and make it into a retro record player to talk to my heart's content at the bedside."
"If Mr. Art has nothing else to do, I will leave first... See you at the next Demon Feast."
When Art heard the word "Magic Banquet", he tilted his head and kept tapping his fingers on his bald head, but when he looked at the fear liquid overflowing the stage, he quickly figured out what was going on.
"It seems that you have won the boss's approval. No wonder you are so confident... See you next time. I will cultivate our relationship during this time in the circus."
Malice spread along with these words, filling the entire performance area.
William suppressed the discomfort caused by his trypophobia and left the area with Catherine.
"Didn't I expect that my performance would attract Lorian? Not really. I guess he was just around, so he was sensing the moon. After all, the circus tent was separating us, so the sensing couldn't be transmitted too far.
Lorian is actually able to fight Art head-on and even slightly hurt him. This growth rate is too abnormal. I must speed up. 』
When William arrived backstage at the show to redeem the fear performance fee he earned, Catherine stayed behind him the whole time, making sure Art didn't follow him.
"William, you actually dared to speak to Boss Art in that tone, and in that mocking manner. It would really kill people! The Boss killed the former Deputy Joker himself.
He does things without considering the consequences. Even if the boss thinks highly of you, it is useless... Killing you, an ordinary member who has not yet been promoted, will only result in a month of confinement at most."
“If I hadn’t been tough at the time, it would have been a lot worse.
Besides, aren't you here with us, Catherine? We can stay together in the circus and train together, how about that? "
This made Catherine feel a little embarrassed, "That's fine... but I also have to rehearse the show, especially before the official performance I have to stay in the clown house.
If the boss came after you during that time, I would be helpless.”
"It's okay. I'll either stay in the magic area, go to the zoo to find Brother Zuo Ke, or go to the circus to have fun. I won't run around."
"Acrobatic Troupe~ Are you really going to go... Okay~ Be careful, the boss has no bottom line or logic in what he does. Maybe one day you accidentally step on a red nose that falls on the ground, and the boss will pack you up and drag you away."
"Got it. I'll pay attention to it."
at the same time.
Deep in the swamp thousands of meters away from the circus, a temporary human clinic is "built" that cannot be seen by the naked eye.
To be precise, the entire clinic building seems to be directly formed by 'moonlight scanning'.
An emergency major operation is underway inside the clinic.
A team of nurses with bandages wrapped around their bodies and blood on their faces kept going in and out of the operating room. Every time they came out, they were holding a large wooden basin filled with hands, feet and tumor masses.
In the operating room,
The long-legged female doctor used her metal rod-like body to hang various IV bottles, as many as eighteen kinds.
Lorian was lying on the operating table, with his forehead, eyeballs, carotid arteries, heart and other parts all filled with infusion needles to stabilize his body.
He held a scalpel in his hand and was precisely cutting the "malignant tumor" hidden deep in the flesh or even in the soul.
As long as the tumor is not removed, his body will continue to proliferate and deteriorate, growing extra limbs and occasionally a deformed silver-haired head.
The pus-oozing lumps are growing all the time.
Each growth would take away a large amount of nutrients from his body, and he had to be maintained through intravenous infusion.
The moon-like eyes remained open, and finally glimpsed the tumor particle hidden in the narrow gap of the soul. The melanin on the surface of the tumor particle actually condensed into a dynamic clown smile.
Swish!
The precise knife technique cut out the tumor in the soul, and then it disappeared in the moonlight.
The systemic proliferation finally stopped.
"Huh~" Lorian also reached out to wipe the sweat off his forehead, "What a terrifying ability... It's several times more dangerous than a regular cancer patient. Malignant hyperplasia can directly affect my soul under the influence of phobia, and the entire duel is wrapped in malice.
He is worthy of being the chief clown of the circus.
I didn't expect that you, William, have joined such a special and dangerous organization. It has become difficult for us to reminisce about the past.
Since you are already in the circus, I don't need to contact this organization anymore. Anyway, when we become one, we can complete the perfect integration of life experience. "
Lorian slowly removed the needles from his body, and at the same time glanced at the female doctor's head inserted in the metal bracket.
"The tumor samples cut off by the greatsword should have been collected, right?"
"It has been taken to the laboratory for sample analysis."
"Very good. Next time I meet this guy, I must kill him! I believe it would be difficult for William to have a good relationship with such a person. This obstacle that may affect our union must be removed."