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"Um?"

The process of the tentacles from touching to entering was extremely smooth, as proficient as if they had been practiced hundreds of times.

Lubricant than smeared with lubricant.

Without him, only hands are familiar.

Moreover, under An Le's deliberate control, the effect of the infection was minimal, and the other party was no longer aware of it, and the filthy sanity also increased.

[Filthy sanity +8! 】

only……

'Why can't it be pulled into the church? '

An Le was surprised, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

Judging from the aura, Uesugi Koji is at least a D-level transcendent, and the feeling from the end of the tentacles also proves that his soul has reached the standard.

However, the "interview process", which has always been unfavorable, no longer works at this time.

'Because of the particularity of this secret place. '

'Or because...'

Surprised in his heart, Anle remained calm on the surface, looked at Uesugi Koji, and asked again.

"You mean... a lunatic who hunted down other survivors?"

"What are their characteristics?"

Uesugi Koji didn't know what happened to him, he just thought about it and replied: "Actually, in the silent cemetery, there are two kinds of people who are called 'lunatics'."

"One is people who don't want to live in the tomb, because they have to suffer 'punishment' every night, so they gradually go crazy, and sometimes they shoot others for no reason."

An Le nodded lightly, thinking: 'Sure enough, there are people who don't want to enter the tomb. '

"The other is the guy who hunts and kills the survivors. They are erratic, hiding in unknown corners, and usually do not contact us. When the survivors are alone, they will become the targets of these lunatics."

"As for the characteristics..."

"Mr. A, you have to be especially careful of a guy who acts crazy and pretends to be a clown."

A frightened look flashed across Uesugi Koji's face, as if he had thought of something: "That's a lunatic among lunatics. In his hands, at least ten people have already died. He is very cruel and surly."

An Le raised her eyebrows slightly: "...a clown?"

"You mean a clown with yellow-green hair, a pink suit, and a whitewashed face?"

"Huh? How do you know..."

Uesugi Koji asked in surprise: "If you meet him, my suggestion is to run away."

"etc……"

This strong man over 1.9 meters tall suddenly realized something, his face turned pale quickly, and he twisted his neck stiffly: "No, can't you?"

"Hee hee hee--"

Shrill and piercing laughter wafted over the grave.

The clown in a fan suit was standing on a tombstone with one foot, raised his hands horizontally, and said with a wobbly smile, "Good afternoon! Gentlemen!"

The corners of his mouth were split to the two sides, reaching his cheeks, and the scarlet around his mouth, whether it was blood or paint, looked even more weird.

"Are you interested in...appreciating my performance?"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the clown melted in the eyes of the two of them like an illusory bubble.

The light presents an indescribable sense of distortion.

"Run! Run away!"

Uesugi Koji had a very bad face, and said to An Le quickly.

He almost ran away with his legs.

"He has his eyes on us."

An Le shook her head: "It's useless to run away."

The speaker, with a warm smile on his face, said to the clown who was hiding nearby: "Then let me see!"

"Your show..."

"If you don't satisfy me, I will be angry."

Uesugi Koji was uneasy and panicked, he never thought that he would be so unlucky that he really ran into an extremely dangerous clown.

In his opinion, Mr. A dared to say such words because he didn't know the strength of the clown, or it was for bluffing.

But Uesugi Koji glimpsed An Le's smile again.

That smile...was somehow indescribably similar to the clown's smile?

It is neither appearance nor temperament, but a deeper existence.

It's all like that, which makes people feel chills.

‘One or two are all lunatics! '

Uesugi Koji cursed inwardly, his eyes widened carefully, carefully guarding against the clown that might appear at any time.

"Hee hee hee--"

The chilling laughter sounded again, but the source of the sound could not be discerned.

"Very happy."

The next moment.

Yin Han's dagger stabbed out at a tricky angle, trying to pierce An Le's back.

boom!

An Le, who had been on guard for a long time, turned around slightly to avoid the dagger, and his fists blasted out like cannonballs, but landed in the empty space.

"Um?"

An Le can be sure that before the fist fell, he clearly saw the presence of the clown's wrist and dagger.

'Is it a blindfold? Or a dislocation of space? '

‘Or… cheating on my senses? '

An Le quickly deduced these possibilities while dodging another insidious attack.

"Hee hee, hee hee! The performance... has begun!"

The clown's laughter seems to be everywhere, and it is especially sharp and harsh, as if it contains some kind of spiritual pollution.

One after another, the flames lit up and exploded, igniting An Le's clothes, but they couldn't damage his skin.

[Gloom-level gift: the body that resists fire! (+3)]

Anle's current kang is quite high, and after being burned by Yannv's flame once, this gift has been improved again.

This level of flame is like a child's trick, and there is no threat.

But in the flames, figures of clowns appeared one after another.

All they have is a face, only half of the body, and a piece of arm... Broken;;

Some are distorted into deformed appearances, with terrifyingly long arms, pitifully short height, and swollen cheeks smeared with white powder like corpses;

Some made exaggerated and funny movements, daggers, fireworks, and playing cards, dancing around them.

But every existence is a clown.

All the funny faces painted with paint and thick ink, without exception, have a presumptuous smile.

The undisguised malice and overlapping piercing laughter seemed to overwhelm the peace.

"Hee hee hee--"

"Guest, this performance... are you satisfied?"

The figures of these clowns are all between illusion and reality.

The illusion is that An Le's attack may not be able to fall on them.

But the reality is that any attack by them may actually hurt An Le.

From this point on, the Joker seems to be invincible.

An Le's smile remained unchanged: "It's not bad, as a gift in return..."

On his fingertips, a gray bead mixed with gold threads was twirling.

The round beads appear to be unremarkable.

But whether it was the clown or Koji Uesugi, the moment they saw it, they couldn't take their eyes off it.

A strong sense of crisis erupted in their hearts.

Uesugi Koji's urge to escape became stronger, and he was horrified: 'What is this? '

[Taixi Shadow Tribulation! 】

This gift is not like [Blood Warlock] or [Shadow Body], but a way of using power, so it can be used naturally.

Only this time, the secret power contained in it is no longer blood and shadows, but has become blood, death, and... dragon power!

"Om—"

The beads trembled and hummed.

A burst of ripples that could even be caught with the naked eye spread like water waves.

Expansion outwards.

Everything that comes into contact with the ripples, including the flames, daggers, and even the clown figure that seems real or unreal, freezes in place.

Then, there was a soundless "click", and all these scenes shattered like glass.

into countless tiny fragments.

The area covered by it is only around An Le, but not Uesugi Koji.

After experiencing the ghoul's underground city, An Le's control over [Taixi Shadow Tribulation] has gone a step further.

And two usages have been developed.

One is 【shock】.

Just like this time, with the ripples it oscillated, it carried out a range of damage.

Followed by 【Explosion】.

It was the method used by An Le in the first place, directly detonating the Taixi Yingjie, which erupted with earth-shattering power.

The former is weaker, but it can be released multiple times and is relatively more controllable.

The latter is suitable for some enemies with extremely strong single-body defense.

"laugh----"

The laughter of the clowns stopped abruptly, and after many figures broke apart, only one remained.

He was clutching his chest, his expression was painful, blood even flowed from the corner of his mouth, his internal organs should have been shattered, but he still had that grinning smile on his face.

Scarlet, funny, and spooky.

"You... are very strong..."

The clown said in a weird tone, his eyes fixed on An Le.

"But it's useless, you are destined to die here, and I... will not die!"

"I am immortal!"

"Hee hee... I'm looking forward to our next meeting."

The clown made a gesture of leaving the stage to say goodbye, and while spitting blood, his figure disappeared from An Le's sight.

Only the grotesque tone remains, echoing over the grave.

"But before that, I hope you can live longer, hee hee..."

An Le watched the clown disappear, and at the same time withdrew the power of [Taixi Yingjie] into his body, but was really curious, turned his head and asked, "What does he mean by immortality?"

According to An Le's estimate, he should have broken the clown's heart and internal organs just now.

This kind of injury, in this kind of place, should have undoubtedly killed him.

But the clown can still use his ability to escape, and he firmly believes that he will not die.

Of course, An Le doesn't think that the clown is really immortal-everything will meet the end of death, and that is at most just a mysterious and extraordinary method that allows him to survive.

Therefore, he asked Uesugi Koji a question.

The strong man hadn't recovered from the shock of what he saw just now, and his expression was a little dazed.

'That... what means?'

‘Even the clowns were repelled? It's almost like... breaking through everything with one force. '

In the picture just now, it seemed that the clown was using all kinds of tricks and showing off, and then he was subdued by one move.

‘Mr. A, where did the monster come from? '

Uesugi Koji noticed An Le's eyes, and then quickly replied: "The clown really won't die because of this."

"The reason why the clown is considered one of the most dangerous lunatics in the Silent Cemetery is not only because of his weird methods, but also because of...his immortality."

"No matter how severe and fatal the injury, the clown always disappears at the end."

"And the next time he showed up, he was unharmed and alive and kicking."

Uesugi Koji sighed, worried: "People I know say that the clown has mastered some of the rules in the silent cemetery."

"That's why it's so difficult."

"Once you are targeted by the clown, you will be pestered and harassed one after another until you are killed by him, or... until he loses interest."

An Le nodded: "I see."

To put it simply, a clown is like an annoying fly that can't be slapped to death, but it will buzz around you all day long.

When you think about it that way, it's really disgusting.

And An Le also found another discovery—the traction function of the tentacles didn't work on the clown either.

An Le thought to herself: 'Is it really the influence of this cemetery? '

However, the sample size is too small to draw conclusions.

*****

Shortly after.

Uesugi Koji took An Le and came to the place where the rest of the survivors were.

Nearby, there are large and small tombstones, silent and eerie.

Under every tombstone is a grave.

What is buried in a grave is not a dead body, but what people have left behind.

This undoubtedly confirmed Uesugi Koji's statement that the seemingly absurd rule does indeed exist.

Similar to the situation when I first saw Koji Uesugi, most of the survivors lived in underground tombs, as if they were saving unnecessary physical exertion, or hiding from something.

The attitude of these people towards An Le is obviously vigilant and guarded.

Some of them are even more greedy.

However, after hearing that they had just met the clown, this greed was quickly extinguished.

An Le didn't want to get too much valuable information from people.

In the final analysis, we are all just strangers in the wilderness, and it’s not bad if we don’t turn our backs on others. Talking about solidarity and mutual assistance is nothing but self-deception.

As for Uesugi Koji?

An Le could see that he was acting so sincerely, but he actually had his own little thoughts.

It's just An Le, who doesn't care about it.

It's just mutual use.

From the appearance, image, and behavior of these survivors, An Le collected a lot of information.

The survivors have different appearances, ages, and costumes, as if they came from different cities in different eras.

This shows that the geographical location of this cemetery is probably random.

Anyone who walks on the wilderness may stray into it.

Looking at their mental outlook, although they are relatively weak, none of them appear skinny and hungry.

This is actually very strange.

In this enclosed space, food and drinking water would have been very precious resources, so it is not surprising that the blood was beaten, or something more cruel happened.

Unfortunately, this did not happen.

How does the so-called burial chamber supply energy?

Why does this cemetery have such a setting?

It can't be the kindness of the undead that gave the people here a chance of life, right?

An Le has many questions in her mind.

He knew that the answer might be found in "Journey to the Wasteland".

But after all, that is a record of nearly a hundred years ago, it is impossible to find the reason for everything, and it is still necessary to collect information by oneself.

While testing and observing An Le, someone suddenly said.

"The woman is here!"

"What is she doing here again? Want to change something?"

"Hehe, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will be at a disadvantage..."

People were talking in low voices, but their tone was not very friendly.

Even Uesugi Koji showed a bit of disgust.

Maybe he didn't realize it himself.

An Le looked in the direction people were pointing at, and accidentally saw...

a black cat?

More precisely, a woman holding a black cat.

Coincidentally, An Le actually knew her.

——Sand seedlings.

Compared with this name, what impresses An Le more deeply is her self-proclaimed - Mrs. Cat.

'Is she here too? '

'and……'

The appearance of Mrs. Cat at this time is very different from when they parted in the small building back then, as if they were two different people.

The black veil on her face disappeared, her pretty face was extremely thin, and her complexion was pale.

Lips are so dry that they crack, as if they haven't drunk water for a long time.

His eyes were sunken, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked very haggard.

It is no longer like the last time we met, always with a thrilling charm.

Even the cat-like spirituality on his body disappeared.

It's not like a person!

The black cat in the woman's arms closed its eyes, breathing weakly, as if it was about to die.

Even Xiao Xiao couldn't help but whisper in An Le's ear: "Isn't this... that who? How did it become like this?"

An Le was also curious: 'What did she go through? '

Looking at people's attitudes of disgust and alienation, he thought of a possibility, and a chill suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Do...does anyone have something to eat?"

Mrs. Cat spoke hoarsely, her gaze swept across the crowd.

"I'd like to exchange one of my possessions."

Most of the people didn't respond, they just looked at it coldly, as if they were looking at someone who was going to die.

An old man with graying hair sneered and said, "You didn't listen to our persuasion, and now you are in this situation, who is to blame?"

"It's just self-inflicted."

Mrs. Cat looked at him mockingly: "Some people don't understand anything...It's really sad!"

The old man stared angrily: "You!"

The other man smiled and said, "It's not impossible for you to ask for food, but what I want is..."

He looked Mrs. Cat up and down with malicious eyes.

Even though she is extremely haggard, Mrs. Cat is still a beauty.

Especially in such a closed space, it would be nice to have a woman.

The black cat in Mrs. Cat's arms suddenly opened its eyes, and looked at the man coldly and murderously.

The man only felt his hands and feet were cold, and his heart felt cold. He quickly turned his head and pretended nothing happened.

He cursed secretly in his heart: 'It's been so many days, but this black cat is still so scary? '

"However, after it starved to death, this woman..."

A middle-aged woman persuaded: "Big sister, what are you insisting on?"

"Living in the tomb, where is the need to maintain it so hard?"

Mrs. Cat knew that the other party might not be malicious, but it was impossible for her to tell the reason behind it, so she could only smile helplessly.

"Mr. A, you..."

Uesugi Koji on the side is persuading.

"This woman is one of those lunatics who don't want to live in the tomb. If you get too close to her, nothing good will happen."

Anle ignored Uesugi Koji's words and walked towards Mrs. Cat.

He smiled and said, "Madam Cat, long time no see."

I hope that the shielded chapter can be released tomorrow... Woohoo, it's too uncomfortable.