Horror/Fear Anime: Starting with a Tomie Hairstyle.

"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 that 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 over—

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!"

"Clap!"

"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.

“Jiuzhiche.” 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 sacrifice is ready, and I look forward to your performance, Jiuzhiche."

"It's just a dog by the roadside, let me listen to your barking."

"..."

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.

Jiuzhiche 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.

"Chong-"

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.

Chapter 153 A Slave Driven by Desire, the Real Miyamoto

The green clown was bleeding profusely, and as if drawn by some unknown force, the blood flowed automatically into the groove of the magic circle.

Asmodeus smiled knowingly: "The first one."

"Joe!!! What are you doing! You're killing someone!"

Leilia was shocked; she never expected someone to suddenly start killing someone.

Joe pulled out his knife, the blood highlighting the madness on his face: "You are all sacrifices!! The commander's meaning is clear: only one person can survive!!"

Of course he didn't want to die, so he could only ask someone else to die!

Leilia was both scared and worried. "Mario, is this... the method of immortality you were talking about?"

She had guessed some things, but she didn't expect it to cost so many lives.

And is it just one person?

Mario comforted her, "The captain didn't tell me the specific method, nor did he say that only one person would survive. In any case, I will protect you!"

Leilia felt a little relieved.

Joe had already set his sights on the girl with tattered clothes. He gripped his knife and charged forward, shouting, "Kill you all! Killing you would make Weiss's life worthwhile..."

Leilia's heart skipped a beat. Weiss was the dog-man's former name.

"You talk too much nonsense." Jiuzhiche only glanced at him for a moment before casually tossing the White Bone Sword aside.

Joe collapsed.

The light in his eyes had faded.

His abdomen was pierced by a long sword.

“Weiss—”

Nothing much, except that when he was captured by the monster, Weiss rushed up and bit the monster, allowing him to escape by sheer luck, but Weiss...

Is a dog-man even human?

His last thought vanished quickly, and Joe's head lolled to the side as he breathed his last.

"If you make any trouble, you'll be the first ones I kill."

Jiuzhiche walked over and drew the White Bone Sword.

For a moment, no one dared to move.

Black Sadako's attention was mostly focused on the magic circle. They were all inside the magic circle, and once the magic circle was completed, nothing good would happen.