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On the pitch-black road, in that uncharted area, "that" was getting closer and closer to them.
This terrifying sense of oppression is just like the feeling I had with the BOSS back then!
No, there's something else hidden beneath this powerful sense of oppression!
Is this the guy who single-handedly wiped out an entire squad from the opposing bureau? How terrifying!
The superhumans exchanged glances, each seeing the gravity and tension in the other's eyes.
Who is that? Who is that? Who is that?
That's the clown! The clown! The clown!
Bearing the name of a serial killer
The man who gave up everything to fight
A person dressed in clothes and hats of random colors, wearing a clown mask of equally random colors, walked over, swaying his head.
What will he do next?
Everyone stared intently at the clown, wondering what he would do or say next.
"Good evening, my darlings. Did you eat dinner properly? Did you eat vegetables? Nutrition is important~ Did you have dessert after dinner? Sugar is even more important~ Here, Uncle has some top-quality lollipops here, want to try one? Oh ho ho ho—"
Chapter 324 Strange Snake
The clown swayed his hips and walked over with an incredibly flamboyant cat-like gait, flipping his hands to reveal several lollipops lying in his palms, which he then tossed around like props for a ball-and-catch game.
His actions immediately silenced everyone.
There are so many things to complain about, I don't know where to even begin...
"—"
The clown threw out the lollipops one by one, and they landed perfectly in everyone's hands without anyone needing to catch them.
"..."
The group of burly men stared speechlessly at the lollipops in their hands. We're tough, muscular men, it's more like we're smoking a cigarette, not a lollipop... Isn't this a bit too much?
They weren't stupid. The clown's imposing presence before he arrived was enough to earn their respect. Naturally, they wouldn't act like idiots and throw away or deliberately refuse the lollipop he threw at them. Of course, eating it was out of the question; who knows what materials the clown used to make the lollipop?
(I'll never forget that day. My classmate gave me an Oreo stuffed with wasabi. Being innocent and unaware of the dangers of the world, I shoved the whole Oreo into my mouth and ate it. The taste...)
"Tear it apart——"
The sound of wrapping paper being torn.
The blind student nonchalantly tore open the lollipop wrapper and popped it into his mouth.
"Want me to look? Just ask him if you have any questions."
Noticing that everyone's eyes were on him, the blind student, with a lollipop in his mouth, pointed at the clown who was squatting next to him counting ants on the ground.
Without a word, Rosen drew his dagger and slowly walked towards the handsome man.
Raise the knife, and swing it down—
"call out--"
Before the knife could fall, a whooshing sound rang out, and a playing card was pinned to the head of a snake crawling in the grass, permanently pinning it there.
--So fast!
Several people's pupils contracted immediately upon seeing the playing card.
When killing a snake, you must pin its head down. Otherwise, even if you cut off its head, its head can still bite and inject venom.
Even after a snake is cut in half, its nerves are not completely dead. Moreover, the snake's central nervous system is distributed throughout its body, not just its head, which means that the snake is still alive during this period.
"Whoa, when did this snake get under my feet? Thank you, little clown..."
When Brother Shuai saw the nailed snake at his feet, he touched his shoes with lingering fear and thanked the clown and Rosen, who was dealing with the snake's species.
"Oh ho ho~ Actually, even without me, your companion could have taken down that snake. Hmm, but it seems your companion has discovered something amiss."
The clown chuckled a few times and pointed his gloved finger at Rosen, whose face was serious.
"Hmm, what's wrong, Rosen? You look a little pale."
"Something's not right about this snake."
Rosen plunged a dagger into the snake's head, pulled out the playing card, then picked up the dagger from the snake's head and used a stick to pry open the snake's mouth, revealing two venomous fangs.
"Judging from its size and markings, this should be a non-venomous snake that often appears in wild forests, called xxxx. But why would a non-venomous snake have fangs?"
"Uh, a gene mutation?"
A gangster scratched his bald head and offered his guess, which made the retired soldier roll his eyes at him before revealing his own guess.
"Can your snake undergo a genetic mutation and change from a non-venomous snake to a venomous snake? It should be a hybrid."
At this moment, the half-demon walked up to Rosen and extended his hand.
"Can I see it?"
He seemed to stutter a little, speaking haltingly and in a somewhat wooden tone.
"Yes, please."
Rosen nodded and handed over the dagger.
"......"
The half-demon lowered his head to examine it, while the martial artist grew impatient and muttered under his breath:
"It's just a broken snake, why be so careful? It's a waste of time."
Although the voice was already very soft, in the desolate forest, even the slightest sound seemed very loud, so everyone heard it.
"Yeah, it's just a snake with a venomous tongue that looks like it's mixed-race. Is it really worth all this trouble?" "No, no demonic aura. This snake is perfectly normal."
The half-demon shook his head and returned the dagger to Rosen.
"Alright, it's just a snake. Just be careful. Let's go."
The blind student then spoke up, dusting himself off and walking inside.
He stubbed out his cigarette, tossed it on the ground, stomped on it a few times, and walked into the eerie forest.
In the night sky, only a sliver of afterglow struggled to stay.
The clown followed with a smile.
No one noticed that in the soil where he had just squatted down to count ants, there was the corpse of a snake, nailed to its death with a toothpick.
On the trunk of a nearby tree, there was also a snake carcass that had been nailed to its death.
How naive you are, my lovely audience.
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"An intruder? A dozen or so people? Who would come to this forest in the middle of the night and take out three of my sentries?"
Those modified snakes were placed there by the druid at the edge of the forest as a warning, and also to scare away travelers and camping enthusiasts.
The offerings are enough; these students who have fallen from the sky are truly a gift from our Lord.
I foolishly came here to camp, and foolishly told my family that I wanted to experience a week of wilderness life without electronic devices.
what is this?
This is divine revelation! This is the gospel of my Lord!
Oh, I felt it, the mercy of my Lord!
This is the task my Lord has given me, this is the trial my Lord has bestowed upon me!
Holy! Holy!
No one can stop me now!
Did you hear it? That nameless word in your mind, that supreme gospel—
My brain is trembling!
The old man dressed in leaves seemed to have gone mad, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes rolling back in his head, giving the impression that he would suddenly die from overreaction at any moment.
"Paji——"
In a fit of rage, the old man crushed a young girl's head, and viscous brain fragments mixed with blood and brain matter splattered onto the faces of the surrounding students.
The terrified screams around him seemed to excite the old man even more. He removed the broken skull, used it as a drinking vessel, and drank heartily from the remaining tissue in the brain.
Slurp, slurp.
The sucking sounds were incredibly piercing amidst the screams, and desperate sobs gradually replaced the screams of fear.
God, please save us.
The devil is right here...
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A question that has troubled countless Moon people: Now that I only have 150 stones, should I pull for Ereshkigal or wait for North Carolina?
Chapter 325 The Clown's Lame Jokes
“Those guys who suddenly barged in must have some ulterior motive… I’ve wiped away all the traces from when they captured the sacrifice, and this place is secluded enough. To be on the safe side, let’s continue to hide until the sacrifice is over.”
Ignoring the red and white liquid on his lips and beard, the old man pondered for a moment before drawing a strange symbol in the air with his hand. A huge, irregular rock silently rose up, blocking the cave entrance, and a green vine extended down from the surrounding trees, naturally concealing the rock.
And the eyes that had been watching outside the cave all dispersed.
Once the sacrifice is over, everything will be over.
As for eliminating those uninvited guests?
Avoid unnecessary complications; prioritize stability above all else.
"It'll be soon, it'll be soon... Alright, kids, go and get some rest."
As the old man's voice grew increasingly faint, the bound students quietly tilted their heads and fell asleep.
Just as the old man turned to leave, a student's fingers, hidden in his sleeve, twitched slightly.
On the outskirts of the forest, several figures appeared through a blue portal. After nodding to each other, each person tore open a scroll and then disappeared.
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"Rosen, have you found anything?"
“There are some clues. According to the surveillance footage from the previous investigation, the group of students did enter from here, but it's been a while, so it's hard to tell... Go this way.”
Rosen looked at the mud with shoe prints, determined the direction, and then stood up to lead the way.
The blind student followed, while our clown was riding a unicycle through the forest, his amazing and graceful driving skills leaving all the experienced drivers in awe.
......
"Hey, it's so boring that you're all so quiet. Want me to tell you a joke?"
During the silent journey, the clown, perhaps unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, broke the silence of the forest by speaking.
"Oh, a joke? Sure."
"random."
"you please."
"Yellow jokes are forbidden, after all, I'm still a child."
"Hehehe, no problem (o′ω`o)? Okay, I'll get started then~"
One day, the funeral home brought in three people. Strangely enough, all of them had a smile on their face after they died—a smile like that ^_^. It really startled the funeral home staff...
The funeral home manager asked the police, puzzled, why their faces looked like this after they died.
"The police said: This... is a long story... Look at the man on the left... He was having sex with his wife... at the most passionate moment... he couldn't take it anymore... and died suddenly on the spot."