Global Weird: My Body Is Not Normal

Chapter 127 He's in a hurry
[Heart-drawing, star rating: ★★★, attributes: Heart-to-heart traction Ⅴ, paper grudge resistance Ⅴ, infinite love Ⅴ]

[Explanation: Every stitch and every thread is full of thoughts and love for you. This kind of thing that is so rare to Weird that it hardly exists has created this outrageous prop. 】

"Thank you."

Picked up the purse, looked at its properties, and sniffed the dark fragrance on it.

Xu Yuan smiled at Yin Shuang'er who was blushing, and put the purse into his arms.

"Then I'll go."

Turning around, Xu Yuan stepped into the Blood Gate and disappeared.

"Master, I will wait for you."

Standing in front of the Blood Gate, Yin Shuang'er's expression became icy cold and dead silent. A chill continued to center on her and spread in all directions. Phantoms of paper figurines gradually appeared in the ancestral hall, surrounding the Blood Gate in the middle.

……

"Welcome to the Thriller House~"

"Dear guest, here, you will enjoy the ultimate horror experience!"

In a daze before his eyes, Xu Yuan found himself in a huge tent.

There are a lot of balloons and lanterns arranged in this tent, and cheerful music is playing non-stop. In the middle of the tent, there is a circular open space, and there is an exaggerated seven-color stage in the open space.

It was a clown on the stage who spoke.

He was painted in a clown costume, with a distorted smile on his face.

In his eyes, there is a light of surprise and resentment.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing his smile, Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked around.

He found that besides him, there were quite a few spectators sitting in the circus tent.

Most of these audiences are spooky puppets in decent suits and long skirts.

The remaining small part of the audience are human beings with frightened faces.

Judging from their costumes, they should be survivors of the Dongbin City Shelter.

They didn't know why they turned their backs so much and ran into the death scene of the door.

The appearance of Xu Yuan also attracted the attention of these people.

But when they saw Xu Yuan's strange face, the glimmer of hope on his face disappeared quickly.

It is clear.

They regarded Xu Yuan as the unlucky guy who was involved in the door like them.

They don't know.

This human being sitting in the auditorium just like them.

And they are not a dimensional existence.

"At this time, he showed such obvious maliciousness. It seems that this clown is the protagonist of this area."

Eyes narrowed slightly, Xu Yuan's eyeballs moved, and future visions jumped out of his sight.

[You attacked the demon clown, your opponent turned into three scary boxes, you were attacked by fear spikes, Yin Shuanger intervened across borders, and you were repelled from the horror house. 】

[You ignored the devil clown, the devil clown started the doom game, you were selected, you started the game..."

[You tried to recruit the devil clown, the devil clown said that you were insulting him, he fought with you, Yin Shuang'er intervened across borders, you were seriously injured and were expelled from the horror house. 】

"So, if you want to get this guy, do you still have to follow his rules? Is this the so-called domain?"

It was obvious that Yin Shuang'er had been suppressed by Yin Shuang'er's power and could not escape.

But this guy named Demon Clown was still able to keep his one-third of an acre of land.

This allowed Xu Yuan to have a better understanding of the red-clothed class.

"The city that belongs to the red clothes... In this domain, can the red clothes class make rules?"

Looking at the devil clown who was tap dancing on the stage, Xu Yuan crossed his arms and waited silently.

He wants to see what kind of tricks this devil clown will play on him.

Anyway, there is Yin Shuang'er on the outside, and he will not die here.

Relying on the current strength of the body.

For him, there is not much difference between a serious injury and a minor injury.

"Then... let's start our performance. The next magic trick is object segmentation. This trick needs the cooperation of a lucky spectator off the court. I don't know which spectator is willing to cooperate with us?"

After half a day of clumsy tap dancing on the stage, the demon clown stopped his performance, spread his hands, and colorful fireworks erupted around the stage.

A box like a coffin appeared on the stage with the spout of fireworks.

At the same time, a two-meter-tall muscular man with bulging muscles and a clown mask appeared on his face.

This muscular man was holding a long saw in his hand, he was breathing heavily, and the thick blood vessels on his body were constantly beating, silently showing his rage.

Xu Yuan, who was sitting in the auditorium, looked at the clown below who was staring at him playfully, and raised his eyebrows.

He just wanted to take the initiative to see what the clown wanted to play with him.

But an old voice was heard.

"Let me play."

He turned his head and saw an old man in his 70s raised his hand with an expression of giving up his life.

"Children, this must-death game is still the old man. You can seize this opportunity and break the clown's rules in the next few games..."

"Ah~ old man, you are annoying."

Before the old man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the clown on the stage.

From nowhere, the devil clown took out an exaggerated pistol, pointed it at the old man, and pulled the trigger.

boom!
It was as if the light and shadow of a fireworks burst were ejected from the pistol.

The old man and the audience seat near him were directly bombarded into a pitch-black pit by this shot.

"Did I let you speak?"

Blowing on the muzzle of the pistol, the devil clown turned his head to Xu Yuan.

"To play such an exciting game, of course you have to choose the strongest among you~ This warrior, do you dare to come down and play a thrilling magic show?"

【Ding! ]
[Special Mission Activation: Devil Clown's Death Game]

[Mission Description: The Devil's Clown's Horror House, there are five death games that claim to make people's hearts beat to the extreme, they are object segmentation magic, beast party, silk walking in the abyss, big change and truth or dare, as long as To complete the game five times, anyone can make a wish to the clown, and he will help him fulfill it. 】

[Task requirements: Complete at least one death game. 】

[Quest reward: The Clown's Promise. 】

[Mission punishment: The death game failed, of course only death. 】

[Hint: As long as it is a game, there are always some people who like to cheat, whether it is the person who plays the game or the existence of the game. 】

Is this thing eating me?
Xu Yuan looked at the playful smile on the devil clown's face, crossed his hands to support his knees and raised his chin, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I don't play."

Knowing it was a trap, but foolishly jumping into it, a fool would do this.

Although the task is activated, as long as it is not accepted, the task is not considered to be started.

Xu Yuanke never engages in those life-threatening challenges.

Especially when the opponent is at the red-clothed level.

"..."

Probably did not expect Xu Yuan to refuse, and the devil clown was silent for a while.

The corners of his eyes twitched as he looked at Xu Yuan sitting in the auditorium, the anger in his heart was surging.

But he was helpless.

Because this human being in front of him is different from others.

On him, at least two beings of the same level as him were paying attention.

One of the existences stronger than him was watching from outside the door.

The devil clown could even smell the cold and terrifying domain through the crack of the door.

That is a terrible power that can erode ghosts and infect the same kind.

Even He can only defend against this power through his own house of horrors and wonders.

But he knew that if he dared to attack the human beings in front of him, he would definitely not spare any effort to forcibly invade his own domain and attack him brazenly.

"If you don't cooperate like this, it's hard for me to do it."

The Demon Clown took a deep breath, and a distorted smile appeared on his face again.

This is the most expression he made before his death.

At that time, he wanted to bring joy to everyone with his expression.

But in exchange, they were bullied by peers and ridiculed by outsiders.

That's just because he's ugly.

But... it's not his fault for being ugly.

Why are these guys making fun of him like this!
resentment!Unwilling!envy!

These negative emotions are like a fire that has been poured into the clown's heart.

Burned his sanity and ignited the devil in his heart.

until one day.

When the circus performed in an extraordinarily bustling town.

He put on an extraordinarily grand firework show using circus fireworks and gasoline.

That performance was his favorite.

He still can't forget the scorching heat of the flames, the screams of people, and the twisted and charred people.

on that day.

He used the despair and pain of these human beings to push open the door to eternal life.

"In this case, let me start another game. The name of this game is The Last Living Man. In this venue, there are a total of 122 human spectators. I will randomly kill a person every ten seconds. During this process, if a human spectator can kill another human spectator, it will become my non-killing target. The game will last for 10 minutes, and the game will officially start after ten seconds."

The demon clown held that special pistol and said with a smile to the maddened human audience in the auditorium.

"10."

"9."

"8."

The countdown sounded like a talisman, squeezing the rationality of the human beings on the scene.

These survivors have no doubts about the authenticity of the demon clown's words.

Because at the very beginning, there were nearly 300 humans who entered the circus tent.

But in such a short period of time, there are only more than 100 human beings left.

This shows how cruel the devil clown's methods are.

"I-I can't die! My child is still waiting for me at home! So you die for me!"

A sturdy man with tanned skin was the first to make a choice.

He took out a wrench from the tool belt around his waist and swung it towards a middle-aged aunt not far from him.

"Killing! Killing! Who will save me!"

The middle-aged mother was hit by a wrench before she could react. Her brain was knocked dizzy, she covered the bleeding wound, stood up unsteadily, screamed, and fled away from the man .

"Don't run!"

However, how could she outrun a strong wrench man after being hit a bit?

It only took two seconds for her to be caught up.

Puff puff!
Once something started, it became a lot easier.

The man swung the wrench and hit it like crazy.

It wasn't until the ten-second countdown for the clown ended that he stopped his movements.

At this time, the man was already dead and could not die anymore.

"Hahaha! That's great! The audience made the right choice, so...you die this time."

The clown gave a sharp laugh, turned the muzzle of the gun, locked on a spectator not far from Xu Yuan, and pulled the trigger.

boom!
Fireworks exploded, blasting the spectator and his surroundings into a charred pothole.

The air wave of the explosion sent Xu Yuan's hair flying.

He stared blankly at the grinning clown below, and there was a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

This guy obviously wants to use this method to force himself to take action.

This shows only one problem.

He is in a hurry.

"Then why is he in such a hurry?"

Such an idea appeared in Xu Yuan's mind, and the future view jumped out of the prompt.

[15 minutes later, the Ghost Bride completed her invasion of the Horror Miao Miao House, and officially descended here with the power of a ghost village. 】

Seeing this prompt, Xu Yuan instantly understood.

"Ah!"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his mind instantly stabilized.

He sat on the spot and looked at the demon clown who was timing again, with playfulness in his eyes.

"10."

"9."

But for Xu Yuan, the countdown without the slightest pressure was like the whispers of demons in the ears of other audiences, not only squeezing their fear.

They don't know if the hapless audience of the Devil's Joker's next choice is themselves.

But they know that as long as they can kill another audience member, they won't die next time.

under threat of death.

Human nature is so untested.

The killing has already begun.

Strong men target weak old people and women.

But the ten-second countdown is not enough for the unarmed to kill those who know how to struggle and resist.

boom!
A shot went off.

Another spectator was killed by the clown again.

The countdown to death begins again.

Those who were still alive, targeting again, began to attack and kill.

Blood splattered.

At this moment, in order to kill.

Someone used the most primitive weapons.

tooth.

Biting, beating, stabbing fingers into fragile eyes.

under the pressure of death.

These people have learned the most brutal way of killing without a teacher.

soon.

There were casualties in the audience.

The audience who completed the killing showed a relaxed expression, sat on the spot, and looked at the rest of the audience with a smile.

It seems that he is choosing prey, and he seems to be thankful that he escaped.

They didn't find out.

At this moment, the smiles on their faces were somewhat similar to those of the clowns on the stage.

The killing continues.

Killing again and again makes the presence of living people less and less.

It also made the remaining audience more skilled in killing methods.

At first they still need a few countdowns to kill a living person.

Now, as long as they keep their eyes on the target and catch up with the prey, it only takes two seconds to make the other party stop breathing.

I don't know if there is something tricky about the horror house itself.

With the increase in the number of kills, these killers seem to have gained some kind of blessing, their strength has become stronger, their actions have become more agile, and their mentality has become crazier.

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(End of this chapter)