Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

But...what she expected did not happen.

Peroz threw Hogot's hair aside somewhat embarrassedly and continued to search for something on his head.

After the few remaining black strands on Hogot's head disappeared, Hogot's figure suddenly disappeared from Peroz's sight.

"Finally found it..." Thinking of the mess he had made on Hogot's hair that looked like it had been bitten by a dog, Peroz felt a little embarrassed.

"The man who captured the teacher was really too much. He took away his treasure bag and helped him change his clothes, but he even took the teacher's hair."

"That's too much!" Peroz hypnotized himself while dragging the invisible Hogot towards the hole that had just been blown out.

Along the way she could hear the sounds of bodies and objects like stones colliding.

"The sleeping bag has a special power. Aside from shaking a bit, the teacher shouldn't be hurt too much...right?"

If Hogot was still conscious at this moment, he would probably choose to expel Peroz from the sect on the spot...

When Peroz just crawled out, most of the puppets that were manipulated, except for the dead ones, had disappeared outside the prison.

But Peroz didn't relax at all.

"Those are all important sacrifices. You can't kill them all at this time."

A rough voice sounded in Peroz's ears.

Peroz's gaze fell on his left, where stood a strange man holding a cane, wearing a clown mask and a black tuxedo.

"It's been a while since I heard such a loud explosion. I really miss it." The "clown" looked at Peroz and said to himself.

"This kind of power shouldn't be caused by magic explosives. It looks more like the result of ordinary explosives."

"But ordinary black powder can't produce such power."

"Ma'am, could you tell me what caused this?" he asked politely.

"Nitroglycerin, a special substance, doesn't require magical energy. It can unleash tremendous explosive force simply by meeting certain conditions." Peroz looked at the other person calmly. "The dose I carry is enough to blow an entire city to the sky."

"That sounds terrible~" The other person raised an exaggerated smile at the corner of his mouth.

"It's quite scary, at least it's very scary here." Peroz said seriously.

If it were in the outside world, unless they were suddenly hit in the face by explosives of this power, most extraordinary people above the intermediate level would have their own ways of defense.

But here...Peroz, with that "small" pot of nitroglycerin, can be said to be the one with the strongest firepower.

"You know, this kind of thing isn't much of a deterrent for us."

"I am a nostalgic person, and I carry with me everything I have since I became a Transcendent."

"It used to be just a souvenir, but now... it's my power over this city."

Peroz sighed, "What about the others? Don't you care?"

"The people of this entire city are also very important resources to you."

The other party looked at Peroz with a hint of sarcasm.

"You said that those people were important sacrifices to you, right?" Peroz took a deep breath.

The other person's gaze fixed, as if he was moved by Peroz's words.

"I don't like people who are too smart, but it seems that those who can enter here are all smart people..." As soon as the clown finished speaking, the cane in his hand stabbed towards Peroz at an extremely fast speed.

Looking at the cane that was getting longer and longer, Peroz rolled over and then took out the pistol hidden behind his back and shot at the clown.

That is a special bullet made of special materials.

Although it is a very wasteful way to use it without the guidance of your own power.

But when facing extraordinary people, this waste is necessary.

After all, the other party may have a Horcrux that can make his gun completely ineffective.

This kind of thing is common—at least it was very common in the early days of guns.

A black protective shield appeared on the Joker's body, but it failed to block Peroz's bullets.

And it seemed that he did not have any Horcrux that could allow him to dodge bullets or enhance his physical strength.

With Peroz looking a little dazed, the clown fell to the ground in a daze.

ended?

Peroz hesitated, then picked up the bow and arrow behind him and shot at the clown's limbs.

After making sure that the other party had no reaction, Peroz slowly walked to the clown's side, looking for something useful on him, or something that could prove his identity.

But just as she stood up, a familiar voice sounded in her ears again.

"Let me go! Let me go!" This was Hespel's voice.

Peroz's expression darkened.

clap clap clap!

There was a round of applause.

"He's really a guy who shouldn't be underestimated." The familiar clown mask and the familiar black tuxedo appeared in the other direction of Peroz's sight.

At the same time, there were several puppets behind him pressing down on the tightly tied Hesper.

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Chapter 366: The Clowns' Performance

Another clown mask?

Are they the same person? Or are they the same organization?

A trace of anxiety flashed in Peroz's eyes, and then he lowered his eyes and slowly raised his hands.

She pointed her gun at the person who had just made the sound.

"I'm so scared~"

"This gun looks dangerous."

"I'm about to piss myself~" the clown said frivolously, then he looked down at his slightly damp trouser legs and nodded thoughtfully, "No, I've already pissed myself."

"Get out of the way, or you'll end up like that guy." Peroz said in a deep voice.

This is a game.

A game that you are destined to lose.

But even though she was bound to lose, Peroz still wanted to give it a try before she actually lost.

"No no no."

"Now is not the time for you to speak."

"If anyone is going to talk, it should be me who does."

"Throw the gun in your hand over here, throw the pocket on your waist over here."

"In this case, I'll let the kid behind me go." The clown took out a dagger covered in yellow liquid from his crotch and held it against Hesper's neck.

But just as his dagger was about to fall on Hesper's neck, Peroz shot him directly.

The dagger was knocked away.

"Do you really think I would give up my life and the teacher's life for this brat?"

"After all, we've only known each other for a few days."

The clown looked at the blood flowing in his hand, then carefully took out a bottle and slowly channeled the blood in his hand into the bottle.

"If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be sure, but for a good person like you, I believe you would do it."

"That shot was very accurate. It knocked the dagger out of my hand, especially the poison that was about to drip onto this little guy." The clown squatted down and picked up the dagger, then stretched out his tongue and licked the dagger lightly.

Then he fell straight to the ground, holding his chest.

"Look, this is really a terrible poison." Another clown stood up in another corner.

He staggered in front of Hesper.

"What do you think? Do you want to listen to me? Exchange your weapon for this brat's life?"

Peroz squinted his eyes and calculated the distance between the new clown, Hesper, and the two puppets.

"I advise you not to have too many other thoughts." The clown who was knocked down by Peroz suddenly raised his head and showed a hideous smile.

At the same time, some oil paint slowly appeared on the faces of the two puppets holding down Hesper, turning them into new clowns.

At the same time, dozens of clowns wearing clown masks and black tuxedos appeared in the corners of the street one after another and appeared in front of Peroz.

"call..."

Peroz exhaled, "A clown mask."

"I always thought it was just a legend."

"As long as there's blood, this evil tool can continuously invade other people's bodies and gain their abilities."

This is not a Horcrux.

It's a cursed vessel.

It was the embodiment of a curse similar to the greed that had previously consumed Ciel.

It was only after Charles ascended to the Truth that he found this mask in a place that was sealed. After a simple cleansing, he threw it here as a test for Peroz.

"Hehehe~"

“That’s some great insight…”

"Since you know us...know how powerful I am, then just surrender obediently."

"As long as you become my puppet, I will bear all the despair alone, and I will find all the hope alone."

Sporadic noises came from all directions and quickly surrounded Peroz.

A rope suddenly fell on Hespel's head, and several people around him who had turned into clowns cooperated to hang Hespel up.

Looking at Hesper who was struggling and screaming, Peroz paused in his original action.

Her appearance was seen by the clowns in front of her, and then bursts of mocking laughter were heard.

"It's just as I thought..." The clown who was responsible for hanging Hespel relaxed his hand, and Hespel fell straight down.

He kept covering his throat and coughing.

"Now, hand over your weapons and treasure bag to me, and I will give you and him a chance to leave."

Peroz placed his hands on his waist, seemingly contemplating what the other person had said.

"No! Sister Peroz!"

"Don't give them the stuff!"

"They won't let us go. If we have weapons, we can still resist. If we don't have weapons, my sister will end up like me."

Hesper shouted as he watched Perozzi's actions.

Peroz gave a forced smile.

Of course she knew that Hesper was right.

If it were the old her, she would never be threatened by the other party.

She would directly take out the wine jug filled with countless explosives and fight the opponent head-on.

Because at that time she knew that the end result of compromise would hurt both herself and Hespel.

It would cause myself and Teacher Hogot, who were originally saved, to lose their last chance of survival.

At this time, only by holding weapons, showing a fighting attitude of a trapped beast, and posing a life-threatening attitude can we have the best chance of saving everyone.

but...

This was the choice she would have made in the past.

Because at that time she knew that she had no one to rely on and could only rely on herself to solve the problem, so she must never lay down her arms and must never compromise.

But now, things are different from before.