They all call me the Outer God

"I almost forgot to introduce myself, so please forgive me - my name is Buck Lowe, I am the founder of this circus, its leader, and also everyone's most enthusiastic friend, your friendly family.

Buck Lowe! ! ?

The pupils behind Riya's mask shrank, but at this moment, everyone around him stood up inexplicably. They stared blankly at the figure on the stage, stretched their necks, and almost leaned forward.

The huge circus was so quiet that only the sound of breathing was left. Suddenly, the person in the center of the stage snapped his fingers, and everyone in the place was excited as if some switch had been triggered.

"Buck Lowe!!!"

"Buck Lowe!!!"

"Buck Lowe!!!"

They shouted the names of the people on the stage, causing pain in Riya's eardrums. He covered his ears with his tentacles and finally felt better.

"Buck Lowe actually had such influence."

"Does he rarely appear in front of people? Why are the audience as excited as if they were drugged?"

"It's true that you rarely show up. You may not have experienced the fanatical worship of you by previous believers, otherwise you can probably understand the dementia behavior of these people."

"I didn't hear what you just said."

"nothing."

Evander shook his head in the face of Riya's question, and at this time Bucklowe also motioned for everyone to be quiet. Everyone immediately became silent and sat back in their seats.

Someone poked Riya behind him: "Why didn't you stand up just now? Could it be that you look down on the leader?"

"Don't talk nonsense to him, tell him to shut up." Evander said to Riya, but Riya didn't move, and the questioning voice of the man behind him stopped abruptly.

He leaned back on the chair with a pop and slept peacefully.

On the stage, Bucklowe glanced in this direction seemingly indifferently, and left the stage with a smile.

A few minutes later, a group of animals were led to the center of the stage by their keepers. They were all human beings, but they were twisted into the shape of animals by Bucklowe in various ways.

Logically speaking, the audience should have panicked when they saw this scene, but they did not. The cheers that followed were even mixed with: "Let them eat the animal trainer! I will reward you with five gold coins." "Cries like that.

"I'll give you ten rewards!"

"twenty!"

"one hundred!"

As the shouts became louder and louder, the animal trainer on the stage showed no reaction. Riya turned to look at Evander, and Evander also looked at him: "I know what you are thinking, the amount of money is indeed huge. But don’t be impatient—the trainer on stage can’t eat it.”

"What do you think of me? Do you think I am a person who will eat anything for money?"

Riya covered her head: "I just don't quite understand what they are doing. The people on the stage are obviously human beings, so why can they feel free to ask for cannibalism?"

"Human nature is very complex. It can be good or evil."

Evander glanced down at his legs, seeming to recall some unpleasant past events. When he looked at the crowd around him, his eyes showed an almost emotionless coldness.

The two of them did not make any reaction for the time being, and the animal trainer on the stage ignored the shouts of the audience.

Perhaps they were accustomed to money, and such an amount simply did not interest the trainer.

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The animal trainer stood on the stage and picked up a few iron hoops. He waved his other hand lightly and a lit match appeared between his two fingers.

The tiny flame came close to the iron circle and burned the entire circle into a ring of fire.

An audience member who came here for the first time recognized what kind of event it was: "Animals crawling through fire rings? I spent so much effort to get the tickets, but you end up doing these commonplace tricks?"

"Of course not."

The animal trainer shook the flaming steel ring in his hand: "What we want to play is a ring!"

As he spoke, he swung the fire ring in his hand and threw it towards the audience. In an instant, the entire audience was in chaos.

People stared at the circular flames flowing in mid-air, trying to escape, but there were too many people at the scene. Once it became crowded, the casualties would be minor.

"What does he want to do! Does he want to kill us!?"

Some new spectators sitting on the back edge wanted to leave, but when they ran to the edge of the tent, they found that the exit had been completely blocked by a metal frame.

At the same time, the ring of fire was also heading straight towards the living people, but there was no telling which unlucky person would be hit by these things.

People who had seen the performance before were less upset, but the new audience was completely panicked. They didn't want to die, and other people's lives were nothing compared to their own lives.

At the critical moment of life and death, these people crowded and stepped on each other like a wave. The corners of their clown masks raised their mouths, but extreme cries came from under the masks.

Evander and Ria's seats were on the edge far away from the exit and were not affected much.

"If those fire rings fall on people and so many people are set alight together with their tents, no one here can escape. Aren't you afraid?"

Riya hugged little Shival and shook her head: "They won't play such a cheap trick, and those fire rings have been spinning in mid-air for long enough."

"Gu?" Little Swale is currently in an owl-like appearance, turning his head to look at the noisy "grand occasion" over there.

The next second, it saw the animals on the stage moving. They rushed towards the fire rings with postures and speeds that were impossible for humans, and opened their mouths to catch them in mid-air.

Then, one of them landed on an empty seat, holding the fire ring high. The other animals swung the fire ring upwards, flexibly rushed over the ring raised by the first animal, and then caught their own rings in their mouths and ran back to the stage.

They seemed like wild animals playing pranks on the crowd, and they enjoyed watching the crowd panic, but Leah saw that the muscles in their mouths holding the fire rings had become charred, and countless blisters appeared on the edges.

It was obvious that their mouths were cooked and even burnt, but even so, these animals were still playing with the fire rings, pushing them around, and even throwing them at their own kind.

The original audience gradually came to their senses and sat back in their seats. There were many people who were angry and panicked, but more people became more excited.

The excitement of just brushing shoulders with the god of death was something that many people had never experienced, and their shouts were even more eager than before.

As for those who were trampled to death or suffocated on the ground, no one cared about them. At the moment of putting on the mask, everyone was "happy".

Regardless of life or death, the corners of their mouths were raised high.

And those who were alive also reached into their pockets and began to throw money towards the stage.