rpbooks Chapter 152 A roadside stall? A guy who uses dirty tricks.
Chapter 152 A roadside stall? A guy who uses dirty tricks.
At the end of the corridor was a large, metallic door.
It's like playing a game, overcoming countless challenges, and just before facing the final boss. There's always a piece of music playing, a story unfolding, and a door to the final battle opening.
Jiuzhi Che knew the procedure, but he stopped Hei Zhenzi from pushing the door open impatiently.
Instead, he looked at the people around him.
There's a green clown over there.
On Sadako's side, there was Lelia, Mario, a girl whose clothes were obviously torn, and Joe.
Joe was the circus member who had been walking the dog earlier.
He harbored ill intentions towards Leilia.
"What do you think? Should we go through this door that's clearly trying to force us in?"
Jiuzhiche actually asked for everyone's opinions.
Black Sadako didn't say anything.
She knew there must be a reason why he did this.
Although she sensed that the presence behind the door was watching her, waiting for them...
A look of hesitation appeared on Leilia's face.
The boy who was clearly close to Sadako was right; this door was suspicious.
The girl in tattered clothes said, "How about we wait here and see what happens next?"
Joe: "The commander certainly wouldn't do anything useless preparation."
Seeing everyone looking over, Qiao raised his chin slightly. "I've been following the commander for over two years. This whole thing he's pulled off is definitely a big deal, a huge conspiracy."
The green clown huddled silently behind Jiu Zhiche. He was much better now, and his rationality had returned somewhat, but he still didn't dare to utter a sound.
But I couldn't help but think to myself: Isn't that obvious?
Jiuzhiche: "You can tell by the fact that your leader threw a big silver party this time. He likes these kinds of things, and he's also doing a multi-faceted selection process."
"The first stage of selection is observation and luck. There are rules and signs next to the lion cages in the circus. Most of those that are not noticed end up spontaneously combusting and dying in the audience."
If you break the rules too many times, your black vote will turn into a red vote, and you'll be the first wave of people to be eliminated.
Perhaps some were lucky enough to stay, unaware of the rules but not breaking them.
"The second stage is willpower, which will arouse the human desire for harmony. If you can stick to your original intention, you will pass."
"The third stage is about physical strength and combat power. You have to escape the monsters that emerge from the walls, and then kill them in return. You pass the stage."
"The final stage is behind this door."
Jiuzhi Che explained slowly, seemingly in no hurry to go in.
The expressions on everyone's faces varied.
The girl in tattered clothes turned pale and murmured, "So that's how it is. I didn't even see the sign..."
Joe said impatiently, "What's the use of knowing all this? Are we going in or not?!"
Mario sighed sadly, "What else can we do if we don't go in? Staying here is just waiting to die."
Jiuzhiche's gaze swept across his, Leilia's, and Mario's faces.
Which of these circus insiders is Takeshi Miyamoto?
Now, he has the answer.
The leader wasn't Miyamoto Takeshi. He guessed it when Jiuzhi Che, dressed as a clown, went up on the aerial acrobatics stage and saved a male adult film actor.
The words spoken by the regimental commander did not sound like something Miyamoto Takeshi would say.
Coupled with the vague sense of familiarity in his heart, the identity of the regimental commander was quite obvious.
Jiuzhiche pushed open the door. "I'm saying all this just to prepare you mentally."
Behind the door, a completely different scene unfolded.
They returned to the circus performance area.
This time, the stands were completely empty.
The blinding lights suddenly blazed on, and a tall figure, backlit, slowly approached.
Her steps were slow, but the sound of her footsteps carried a subtle rhythm.
Until it came into everyone's view.
She was a woman with exaggeratedly full curves, yet her waist was incredibly slender, and her skin was so white it seemed to glow.
One glance is enough to ignite a man's deepest desires.
Then a word came to mind: bed.
Everyone was stunned, especially the men, whose eyes practically popped out of their sockets and were glued to the other person.
Black Sadako's lips tightened, and her subtle gaze fell on Jiuzhi Che.
He seemed to sense something, and happened to glance sideways in that direction—
The two exchanged a glance.
Black Sadako subtly shifted her gaze.
It passed the test; I wasn't driven by lust.
His clear eyes couldn't be faked.
Jiuzhiche didn't really feel anything, even though he was under the influence of the Deep Desire Curse.
There is no other reason.
The stunningly beautiful woman in his eyes was indeed beautiful.
She would be almost perfect if she didn't have three heads.
There are three heads: a bull's head, a woman's head, and a sheep's head.
Asmodeus, the demon of lust.
Jiuzhiche sighed inwardly. Although her chicken feet, snake tail, and scales had disappeared, the presence of her head was enough to make Jiuzhiche lose all interest.
The others were different. In their eyes, Asmodeus utterly outshone Leilia beside her. Although both Asmodeus and the expressionless superpowered woman were beautiful, Asmodeus easily reminded them of their primal selves: the joy of galloping across the grasslands, the despair of a plane crash in the dead of night, the emptiness of moments of clarity—all of which were then reignited, reignited, and their reason began to melt away...
"Snapped!"
"Slap! Slap!"
"Clap clap clap!"
The men's right cheeks turned uniformly to the left, and the resounding slaps brought back a sliver of reason.
Jiuzhi Che twisted his hand; it had been a while since he'd slapped someone, and he was a little rusty.
A slap with the power of purification should at least bring them to their senses.
This familiar scene caused Asmodeus's perfectly curved smile to freeze.
It reminded me of some things from the past.
She remembered those three slaps for a very, very long time.
"Mario, are you alright?"
Leilia said worriedly.
Mario shook his head; the handprint on his face was deeper than that of the Green Joker and Joe.
Because he was slapped three times.
"Jiuzhi Che." Asmodeus licked his lips. "I've missed you for so long, so very long."
"Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend."
Jiuzhi Che waved his hand.
Everyone: "???"
Since Asmodeus wants to play the ambiguity game, he'll play the awkward one, focusing on getting rejected and then awkwardly returning the favor.
"Say what you will. The offerings are ready. I look forward to your performance, Jiuzhi Che."
"It's just a dog on the side of the road; let it bark as it pleases."
"..."
Asmodeus's temple bulged with a vein, and she realized that this human always managed to provoke her anger.
"I told you turning him into a live specimen would be the easiest thing to do, but you insisted on trying to seduce him." Minotaur suddenly spoke up, his words full of sarcasm.
The woman's head, Asmodeus, turned grim. With a wave of her hand, the fabric covering the stage was completely ripped off, revealing the huge pattern beneath.
The design features three concentric circles with a six-pointed star in the center, and numerous lines. The lines of the pattern have recessed grooves filled with red liquid.
"The ceremony begins."
Most of the people present were bewildered, not knowing what kind of ceremony it was or what to do next.
Jiuzhi Che didn't care about anything else, whether Asmodeus's purpose was to summon her or something else, he just wanted to cause destruction.
The skull sword suddenly appeared and slashed fiercely at the ground.
"Clang—"
Unlike flesh and blood, the area around the magic circle was not easily destroyed; only a few sparks were visible.
It's too hard.
"what!"
Suddenly, the Green Clown let out a scream. As if just realizing what was happening, he looked down in a daze and saw that the knife had pierced through his chest from behind, with the tip of the blade exposed.
He didn't have time to say anything before he collapsed.
Behind him, a face twisted with malice was revealed.