I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 253, page 1.17, 30: A Night of Madness
His golden-orange eyes reflected Mu Yin, who was laughing and talking to others in the crowd. He stared at him silently for a few seconds, then turned to Shui Qi and Fei, and said, "This is the clown's disguise phase. If Mu Yin finds him successfully, the massacre will begin in the next second."

"Rules 1, 3, and 6 of Rule Number Two?" Shui Qi was slightly taken aback, then subconsciously looked at the crowd.

Mu Yin placed one hand on top of a playing card scattered on the ground, leaned forward slightly, and pressed the other hand on the ground.

His cold, dark gold vertical pupils flickered with a hint of arrogant amusement. He glanced at the ragged woman before him, a cryptic smile playing on his lips, and asked, "Is this the one you'd like to choose?"

Generally speaking, someone can be very handsome when they are serious, and you can completely ignore their usual shamelessness.

The woman nodded tremblingly, her eyes flickering, as if afraid she had made the wrong choice.

"Miss, would you like any special services?" Mu Yin chuckled, pressing his middle finger against the back of the card. His dark gold vertical pupils winked mischievously at her, hinting at something.

People who don't know him might think he's making some weird dirty jokes, but in fact, he does seem to be making dirty jokes.

Shui Qi's lips twitched slightly; he didn't quite believe what someone was saying, something even more unserious than his own.

The woman shook her head slightly, as if to say she didn't want to trouble him. She reached for the card, wanting to turn it over herself.

The next second, her hand was pressed to the ground, and the card was held between Mu Yin's fingers, pressed directly against her nose. Mu Yin leaned forward, and the Nightmare Book and the white mask hanging from his waist made a crisp sound as they collided.

"Congratulations, you got it right." His cold, dark gold vertical pupils were indifferent and bloodthirsty, but a faint smile played on his lips as he praised him.

If you ignore the fact that Mu Yin was pressing the side of his trump card, which was tucked between his fingers, against her nose, it might actually be a compliment. But clearly, that's not the case in the current situation.

The playing card with the clown design was pressed against the woman's nose, and a faint blush could be seen. Then, blood slowly began to flow down her nose.

"What an accident! How did you get hurt? How about we keep your nose?" Mu Yin said to her with a grin, completely unconcerned about her trembling body.

"As expected, those who get close to Mu Yegui are all a bunch of perverts." Shui Qi rolled her eyes. "I'm leaving first." She had no intention of staying to watch any longer; it was pointless, and she didn't want to get involved.

Ling Tong neither answered Shui Qi nor stopped him. She simply leaned against the streetlight, holding her long sword in both hands, her eyes quietly watching Mu Yin in the crowd.

The playing card was as sharp as a blade, but when it touched the woman's nose, it was knocked away with a 'ding'. After slicing off the arm of the person behind Mu Yin, it went straight into the ground, with only a quarter of it still sticking out.

"Ahhhhh!" A sharp cry of fear rang out, and the crowd scattered like startled migratory birds.

Mu Yin remained in the same position, but the woman in front of him disappeared. The clown stood in front of him, pointing his sword at his neck, and letting out a mad laugh that was hard to understand.

"I was wondering how long you were going to hide." Mu Yin chuckled, completely unconcerned about the sudden reversal of events. He looked up at the clown and said slowly, "Long time no see, isn't it a bit much to point a sword at me like this?"

"Whether it's good or bad, at least I don't want to see you." The clown's eerie smile, covered in thick paint, stared silently at Mu Yin, his azure eyes filled with a chilling and terrifying aura.

"I'm really sorry, but you can't just see the expressionless face whenever you want. She belongs only to me." Mu Yin held the sword's blade with one hand and casually snapped it in half.

The sword fell to the ground with a crisp, cold sound. Mu Yin slowly stood up. Although his posture was somewhat casual, his demeanor was in no way inferior to that of the clown.

"You can speak your mind, and I can pass it on to her. But as long as I'm here, you won't have any chance to see her." Sharp nails lightly touched his thin lips, and a cold smile flickered in his dark gold vertical pupils. The clown casually tossed the broken sword hilt in his hand, and it transformed into a clown puppet held by strings.

The clown doll's eyes were simply sewn together with two buttons of different colors. It was incredibly simple and worn, with white cotton wadding showing through the tears everywhere, as if it had been there for a very long time.

His limbs were suspended in the air, hanging limply and lifeless, devoid of any vitality.

But the next second it suddenly started moving on its own.

"Ah~ I slept so well~" The soft, childish voice made it seem like a little child was speaking, rather than the so-called incredibly simple and dilapidated clown doll.

"Back to work," the clown said casually.

As these words were spoken, the clown doll suddenly grew larger and transformed into a shape identical to the clown.

"Welcome to the crazy night at Amazing Circus! On behalf of the ringmaster, I thank you all for coming." The voice didn't change at all with the change; it was still that soft, childlike voice, making one think it was a child imitating an adult.

The dazzling sun hanging halfway in the sky gradually lost its original color.

As darkness gradually fell, the sky turned pitch black, leaving only the lights on the ground to illuminate everything.

The most dazzling light was undoubtedly on the largest building in the distance—the Amazing Circus tent, which shimmered with seven colors and almost illuminated the dark sky.

The sounds emanating from the distant marching crowd suddenly changed, becoming particularly sharp and aggressive.

"Come on, my dear children, crush and kill everything you see, don't spare a single life." The innocent child's voice spoke of incredibly cruel words, while the clown watched the scene coldly and silently.

"After I killed the former circus ringmaster, I turned his body into this clown puppet. Except for the lack of self-awareness, it retains all its abilities, including the animal actors that I cannot control."

The clown suddenly shed his terrifying appearance and reverted to Fish's original handsome and elegant demeanor, his face completely calm.

Mu Yin frowned, suddenly having a very bad premonition.

Ling Tong took a step forward and appeared next to Mu Yin the next second, pulling him to the side.

The spot where Mu Yin was originally standing sank five or six meters deep and extended forward for almost dozens of meters.

Fei Xiu stood gracefully in place, leaning on his cane, as if he hadn't been the one who had just launched the attack.

His azure eyes glanced at the two of them almost imperceptibly, filled with a mad and twisted killing intent, while a nonchalant, flippant smile played on his lips.

"The Joker is indeed my most chaotic and negative form, but that doesn't mean it's my strongest. Compared to surrendering everything to desire and fighting without any reason, I prefer to slowly appreciate and watch my prey die bit by bit."

"The last 40 hours, let's start partying, I've had enough."

(End of this chapter)