Classical Revival Infinity Game

"You...what are you doing?!" The pink clown let out a strange scream.

Mr. Yeager stood up and dusted himself off: "Sorry, my lighter fell in."

"This is our performance prop!" The pink clown continued to scream strangely, "You actually let you destroy it like this!"

"The rules don't say it's not allowed, right?" Miss Linton crossed her arms and sneered, "Not to mention us, the two partners are worth so much, why don't you still destroy them?"

The fire spread and smoke billowed across the stage.

Yege frowned and asked Linton in a low voice: "With such a huge fire, why don't I smell smoke?"

"Yes, neither did I," Linton responded.

There were shrill cries one after another in the woods, and the predatory birds flew out of the woods and came to the sky.

The audience was still laughing at first, but they saw large birds with extremely long beaks and sharp hooks flying in front of them. Their wings were more than 1 meter long and had strong claws.

With their blood-red eyes, when they saw the people in the audience, they rushed toward them with a scream.

"Ahhhh!"

Many spectators closed their eyes and screamed.

However, just when they were about to touch the audience with their sharp claws, they seemed to have touched something, and were instantly shocked by electricity and fell down.

Yeager observed all this and commented to Linton in a low voice: "There is no smell of smoke and birds can't fly over. This stage is like an underground arena with an invisible net."

At this time, the panicked pink clown on the stage shouted: "Put out the fire! Put out the fire quickly!"

The blue clown and a yellow clown who suddenly appeared took water pipes and went to put out the fire, but they found that the water could not penetrate, as if a thin film had been thrown on it, splashing across the surface.

The hundreds of big birds inside soon fainted and fell to the ground due to inhaling too much smoke, but the fire strangely grew stronger and stronger, spreading towards the inside.

The audience was in shock and there was chaos on the stage.

"What's going on?" Miss Linton frowned and asked in a low voice, "The enclosed space burned and the oxygen was not used up?"

Mr. Yeager calmly put the rose into his handbag, as if nothing had happened.

The pink clown gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "Open the space gate! Put out the fire!"

In just a moment, thick smoke billowed, and the choking breath rushed in all directions. Everyone coughed crazily, almost crying.

One man coughed so hard that he failed to hold the mask, and it fell straight into the fire.

The water force made the flames no longer strong, but there was still a small flame burning, resisting the water cannon for a long time.

Mr. Yege elegantly covered his mouth with a wet towel and said quietly to the stunned two people behind him: "Let's go."

The lush leaves were burned away, and the branches faintly burst into sporadic firelight.

The predatory bird couldn't breathe and fell to the ground convulsing.

The messy and winding path lay exposed before them.

The four of them walked without any obstacles.

"Stop, don't water, let them get burned!" the pink clown said in disgust.

Sure enough, the fire suddenly became stronger again.

Mr. Yege in the forest turned his face, looked at the increasingly strong firelight, and sighed softly in an old voice: "It's time to stop."

As soon as he finished his long words, the entire fire suddenly stopped, and no light could be seen at all.

There was silence on and off the stage.

Then discussion broke out.

"Is this old man a magician?"

"Tsk...I think he's a wizard. That fire is so weird."

"Wizard? Stop making trouble. There is no normal thing in the circus. The old man must have some skills."

"Isn't he still related to that Frankenstein?"

"Do you actually believe that? Why do I think he is from the church..."

"Oh, you are the only one who still believes in the church's nonsense."

"What are you talking about? You believe in a few rumors that there is a real Frankenstein?"

The atmosphere in the auditorium seemed to be tense, and suddenly a deep voice said:

"They passed."

The audience stopped their discussion and looked at the four people who were intact at the exit.

The pink clown was jumping with anger.

Miss Linton ruthlessly interrupted its venting: "Where's the second round of the game?"