The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 302 Blood pool in disguise, new clues
[Blood Pool Hell Disguise Method] is an excellent left-field spell included in Maoshan Zasheyang Talisman Scripture. It is troublesome and laborious to perform, and ordinary innate realm masters will be drained.

He spent a lot of energy and energy to create a small illusion similar to the underworld, not just to punish evil and promote good, and to redress the grievances of the victims.

The most important thing is to drag the ghosts of weirdos into the "Miao Miao House in the Sea of ​​Blood" so as to pry open their mouths.

He activated his magical powers and sorted out the information he had obtained through interrogation. The hazy and changing light and shadow slowly unfolded in front of his eyes like a scroll...

The surrounding light quickly dimmed, as if in an instant, it went from dusk to night. The place where Zhu Mingyao was standing also changed from inside the wooden house to an open space outside. He looked around silently and raised a mocking smile.

"It's very life-like. It's really a family that loves each other..."

"Den!"

The broad black steel machete struck down, drawing a dark arc, and the pale skin, light yellow fat, and dark red muscles were separated in sequence.

The curved fingers stained with black mud moved back and forth, and with unexpected flexibility, he threaded the cut pieces of meat onto the iron skewers.

In the simple iron grill, the charcoal blooms with dots of red flames, and the meat skewers sizzle with oil.

However, when they saw the figure coming out clearly, they immediately threw down the items in their hands and bowed humbly.

There was a struggle on his face, but in order to preserve the family bloodline, the man decided to offer the prepared substitute.

"Master, Captain." Ignoring the attentiveness of the weirdos, the black-haired man wearing a brown and black woolen hunting suit bent down and said respectfully to the other figure.

"...We have to move all the families in the manor into the troupe as performers in the freak show!"

At this moment, the air suddenly rippled like water waves, and colorful balloons were entwined with each other to form a gorgeous arch, which emerged from the void from the virtual to the real.

The facial muscles of the man in hunting attire beat involuntarily, and he lowered his head deeply. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and a trace of regret flashed vaguely in his eyes.

"Have you, a fool who was blinded by desire, now seen clearly the cruel and ruthless nature of the other party? From the moment you boarded the pirate ship, you were destined to end up as cannon fodder!"

"Except for this family, this is the strongest branch of the Hob family. Two of them have awakened the ability to cast spells."

A warm wave of heat rises between the light and dark of the charcoal fire, forcing away the cold autumn wind. The hands with deformed joints pass "delicious food" to each other, which is a scene of joy.

"But this alone is not enough! The circus also needs to replenish new forces. If you can't find more suitable partners..." His bloody and exaggerated red lips slightly turned, and he said cold words, but his bad mood was still there. No substantial changes.

"Actually, there is another important target." He gritted his teeth and said calmly: "They are a group of cultists who worship devils. The power they have inherited from generation to generation should be able to meet your needs..."

The freaks raised their eyes in astonishment, grabbed various weapons, and growled warily. The bodies of the parents of the monsters headed by the two were trembling, and wisps of blood were flowing on their surfaces. They obviously had some kind of supernatural ability.

Ruoyouruowuo's gray-yellow obscure aura emanated, and as his emotional fluctuations spread, the freaks present suddenly prostrate themselves on the ground and trembled. They fell down with extreme fear like ice water, making ordinary people look like cattle and mutton. They also felt the despair of being treated like ants.

After making a mocking comment, the young man watching the show continued to watch the "video" playback.

"Hmph! The cannibal magician who has just entered the [Servant Level] must be so-so." The clown with white oil makeup grinned, and his gloomy expression barely softened.

"Then what are you waiting for? Take me there immediately!" The dark yellow eyes turned with an evil light, and with a weak move on his loose white gloves, the two ends were like small mountains of meat, and the fat and strong cannibal magician rose into the air. He was sucked into the ornate arch without any resistance.

"Patriarch... Sir... are you here to deliver food?" A fat weirdo who looked like an old man stepped forward to greet him. His thick gray skin like cracked rocks was shaking wildly. He used his underdeveloped vocal cords and tried to squeeze out a few words.

Under the moonless and starless night, several deformed faces sat together and had a pleasant family BBQ.

Of course, the premise is that they must ignore their ugly appearance, as well as the "source of meat" who is tied to a wooden stake and dying but still cursing.

"Dear leader, please be patient." The man quickly explained.

"Unlike us who have always stayed in the countryside, their family has the ability to obtain luck and wealth through sacrificial rituals, and they are also very good at running businesses. Through long-term accumulation, they have become a prominent local family and even become a state legislator. I have a lot of contacts with the upper echelons of the federation, so I might cause trouble if I act rashly."

He moved forward in an ingratiating manner, with a sinister tone in his tone. "Our two families have known each other for hundreds of years and have a deep understanding of each other. Every thirteen years or so, they have to hold a new secret ceremony. This time happens to be around Christmas. All members will be present, so we can catch them all at once. , lest anyone escape and the news leaks."

Faced with the KPI pressure from his master, he decisively sold his family friend who once had a close relationship with him and revealed all the details about the other party.

Attention shifted to the new target. The uninvited guest ended his brief visit, turned around and stepped into the door of space, disappearing into the vortex formed by thousands of colorful streams of light.

The night wind blew by, the charcoal fire crackled, and the three-headed ogre was at a loss.

As if the movie had reached the end, the picture froze and then dissipated like smoke.

Zhu Mingyao opened his eyes and looked up at the dirty ceiling. The energy surging outside his body shook away a falling cobweb.

"That makes sense. Looking at the traces at the scene, the ogres have been here for at least six or seven years. How can the few unlucky pedestrians in the abandoned vehicles outside feed themselves? Someone must have subsidized the rations."

He wandered around twice, and as expected, found several uneaten barrels of flour and compressed biscuits in the corner of the storage room.

Thinking of the man called the patriarch, Zhu Mingyao clenched his right hand into a fist and gently hammered his palm.

It sounds like these damn beasts still have a century-old relationship. In that case, I'll just have to bear the pain...

Although the conversation between the two did not include the specific whereabouts of [Circus of Horror], it also revealed quite a bit of information, enough for him to deduce the next clue.

As for now, let’s clean up the aftermath.

"I'm finally back..."

Seeing the figure of the "mysterious agent" approaching, everyone who had been waiting anxiously finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, sir, can we leave?" Scott's head poked out from the driver's seat of the yellow trailer and he greeted with relief.

"Well, of course, it's just..." Zhu Mingyao reached into his pocket and took out a handful of pine nuts, chewing on them, and said with a strange expression.

"It doesn't smell bad to sit on a car that has been used to carry dead people."

He shrugged and said, "As long as you are happy, I'm going to drive my car."

My car is...

car...

The words echoed, and there was silence in the air for a second, and then a group of people vomited wildly and fled from the car.

"Mr. Agent..."

"Dear fellow..."

"handsome guy……"

The chaotic noise converged into one sentence:

"...Please, let's squeeze in!"

The noise broke the silence of the forest and startled countless animals returning to their nests.

On the side of a rural road in the distance, a squirrel raised its pointed ears. After blinking, it turned around and dug a hole in its own tree. Its little mind was full of doubts.

Where is my food reserve?

(End of this chapter)