Five hundred years of stacked Q, this one Q, unique and unparalleled throughout eternity!

"Welcome to the Deathwhisper Circus!"

Chapter Forty-Two: The Hymn of Humanity is the Hymn of Courage!

As the dust settled, Grandpa Qin was surprised to find that he had left the estate and was surrounded by a noisy crowd and colorful tents.

A joyous crowd surrounded Grandpa Qin, and cheers filled the air.

A happy family of three, a loving young couple, and vendors selling their wares—everything looks so harmonious and beautiful.

Grandpa Qin's solemn expression gradually eased, the sharp light in his eyes disappeared, and the smile on his lips seemed to blend into the scene before him.

Not far away, a boy who looked to be seven or eight years old happily walked up and wanted to hold Grandpa Qin's right hand, pretending to be a grandfather and grandson.

Grandpa Qin happily stretched out his right hand and took a step forward.

The next moment, the fear of abandoning his post instantly awakened Grandpa Qin.

"Go away!"

Grandpa Qin's face darkened, and his aura exploded. The surging crowd around him was instantly thrown into the air by his powerful aura, especially the children who were only a few steps away from Grandpa Qin, who were like rag dolls.

The once lively and joyful scene froze, and the happy smiles on everyone's faces quietly solidified at that moment.

"Click-click-click!"

The sound of a rotten wooden mechanism turning rang out, and the once normal crowd seemed to turn into puppets, their stiff heads looking in the direction of Grandpa Qin.

Under the watchful gaze of the eerie spirit, the entire circus was completely engulfed in this strange atmosphere.

"What a pretentious charlatan!"

Grandpa Qin let out a loud roar, and his strong, muscular right arm grabbed at the empty space in front of him and clenched it tightly.

Like the roar of a hundred beasts, a sound wave carrying violent power swept in all directions.

"Roar of the Beasts!"

Before the roar of a hundred beasts, everything visible was utterly torn apart. The slightest vibration in the air turned everything to dust. Whether it was the marionettes or the brightly colored tents, they were all destroyed.

Thick smoke once again enveloped Grandpa Qin's vision. The next moment, when the smoke cleared, Grandpa Qin was shocked to find that the marionettes he had destroyed were now sitting on the stands not far away.

Before him stood the child who had previously tried to play his grandson, his face painted with strange paint, dressed like a comical clown.

At that moment, he stared at Grandpa Qin with a crazed look in his eyes, an exaggerated smile spreading across his face.

Grandpa, be careful!

The next moment, a throwing knife suddenly shot out from the clown's hand, and only then did Grandpa Qin realize that he was standing on the stage with a bright red apple on his head, its slow pulsation resembling a heart!

Meanwhile, in the security room of the detention center, a puppet-like figure sat on a table, with a miniature circus model prominently displayed in front of him.

Every scene and every character is meticulously crafted, almost perfectly realistic.

The hooked hand was replaced, and the wooden index finger, connected by fine threads, manipulated everything in the circus model.

On the stage inside the tent, a comical clown throws flying knives, while a puppet resembling Grandpa Qin tries to dodge them, unleashing powerful energy that destroys the surrounding scenery.

But as Grandpa Qin's puppet continued to move, the threads controlling the puppet on Huai's fingers began to wrap around it more and more tightly.

This scene, however, brought Huai the slightest bit of joy, though he said in a flat voice:

"That's it?"

......

Luo Tian, ​​who was in the manor, had already sensed something was amiss when the Death Whisper Circus descended upon the wasteland.

Although Luo Tian had never seen the real appearance of the famous Deathwhisper Circus, he had personally killed members of the Deathwhisper Circus, and the decaying, morbid aura of the dead on their bodies left a deep impression on him.

Now that the Death Whisper Circus has arrived, Luo Tian immediately recognized their identities.

Luo Tian had long heard of Huai, the ringmaster of the Death Whisper Circus, a notorious wanted criminal in the Empire.

Many rumors suggest that the entire Deathwhisper Circus was trained by the Undead Guild in order to eliminate political enemies and dissidents.

Luo Tian was quite inclined to believe this claim.

After all, Luo Tian couldn't think of any other reasonable explanation for an assassin organization capable of targeting the crown prince, except that it was already under someone else's control.

Because as long as the Deathrattle Circus takes any action, in the end, no matter who wins, they will not escape being held accountable.

To outsiders, they are a renowned assassin organization, possessing top-tier demigod assassins, a force that keeps countless small nation rulers awake at night.

However, within the vast system of the Great Yin Empire, this was merely a tool that the nobles could discard at will.

With a sigh, Luo Tian had no intention of wasting time with this guy.

Since the other party came directly to the guesthouse, it proves that Immortal Lord is planning to take a roundabout approach and force Yin Qianyu to compromise by attacking him directly.

The sheer absurdity of this plot unfolding before his eyes was enough to make his stomach churn just thinking about it. Luo Tian decided to unleash a Soul-Sucking Strike to wipe out the entire circus, including the perpetrators.

But what happened in the security room the next moment was completely beyond Luo Tian's expectations.

Qin, who usually seemed lazy and slacking off but was actually good at everything, actually stood up when facing Huai, a demigod assassin. Although the aura he displayed in the conflict was several levels weaker than Huai's, he was still a powerful expert at the same demigod level.

The old gatekeeper bravely confronted the demigod assassin to uphold his professional ethics, a gesture that moved Luo Tian deeply.

"I never imagined that there were such good people in this world."

"Even a doorman has his own sense of honor?"

"What an admirable spirit! This is the kind of strong person worthy of our respect and admiration!"

"I thought that in this seemingly prosperous but actually corrupt world of class segregation, I could no longer see the brilliance of humanity."

Unexpectedly, in front of a gatekeeper standing at the pinnacle of the extraordinary, I found a great belief I had never discovered before.

"Clearly, the body of a demigod has already surpassed the concept of humanity; it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is another kind of life."

But even Grandpa Qin was willing to uphold his beliefs and stay at his post, even though he was facing a notorious demigod assassin, and he was only protecting an ordinary human being.

"This is a treasure belonging to humankind, and the song of humankind is a song of courage!"

The shining moment for humanity!

His tone was filled with deep emotion, but Luo Tian showed no intention of making a move.

Grandpa Qin's performance was so perfect, it was almost... unrealistically perfect.

A powerhouse capable of advancing to the level of a demigod is definitely not a simple, ordinary person. Would he go to such lengths to protect an ordinary person? The number of people who have died at his hands is probably more than the number of people Luo Tian knows.

Under these circumstances, Luo Tian felt that his best course of action was to remain on the sidelines and observe.

"Grandpa Qin's punch was quite powerful! However, Huai was too cunning and actually set up a spatial trap in advance, pulling Grandpa Qin into the Death Whisper Circus."

"Good! Old Master Qin is indeed still vigorous despite his age! He's just a clown; he can be killed in a moment."

"Wait a minute, Huai has already begun to deeply interfere with and control Grandpa Qin's physical body. Grandpa Qin is in danger."

"Even now, Grandpa Qin still hasn't revealed his trump card. Is he holding back something?"

"Grandpa Qin is injured! Grandpa Qin has fallen!"

"What's going on? This shouldn't be happening, right?"

Luo Tian scratched his head, looking puzzled, feeling as if he had picked up the wrong script.

Looking at the severely injured Grandpa Qin, Luo Tian hesitated.

Since Grandpa Qin is so confident, he must have something to rely on. Perhaps there is a powerful figure lurking behind him who can kill Huai in one blow. If I save him, will it ruin Grandpa Qin's plan?

But if he didn't help, Luo Tian was afraid that under this one-sided crushing force, the old man, who at least outwardly appeared to be dutiful, would be beaten to death.

"Could a human being who transcends the ordinary really do this?" Luo Tian wondered.

Chapter Forty-Three: Have you thought about your last words?

Just as Luo Tian hesitated, the battle within the Death Whisper Circus had already turned into a one-sided affair.

On the stage, the ferocious beasts driven by the animal trainers had completely surrounded Grandpa Qin, their eyes radiating a vicious, bloodthirsty intent.

Below the stage, the puppets sitting in the audience also became targets of these indiscriminate beasts.

Broken bodies, accompanied by massive amounts of blood, flowed through the circus arena, while ferocious beasts ran rampant, crushing corpses and turning the place into a scene of hell on earth.

Grandpa Qin reached out and covered his bleeding wound, his eyes filled with arrogance.

"Is this the trick of the Death Whisper Circus?"

"A bunch of long-decayed corpses and a pile of dilapidated puppets, and they dare to call themselves the number one assassin group?"

Below the stage, the face of a mangled corpse suddenly twisted, the inverted and unrelated features blended together like some kind of random graffiti.

Those dark eyes looked at Grandpa Qin, their gazes gleaming with an indescribable light.

"I never imagined that the once mighty Beast King would be hiding in this remote town of the empire. I thought you had perished in the jaws of wild beasts after being defeated by the Koo family."

"For the sake of the Mage Association, I can spare your life, as long as you..."

"Shut up!"

Before Huai could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Grandpa Qin.

An expression of immense grief and indignation appeared on his aged face. Old Master Qin realized that he had been drawn into this inexplicable battle because of Huai's words.

He could have lived a peaceful retirement, but because of Huai's inexplicable actions, he dragged his already broken body to challenge this demigod assassin.

Now that Huai was using the same trick to seduce him, Grandpa Qin felt insulted.

As his anger grew, patterns resembling murals began to appear on Grandpa Qin's body.

One after another, ferocious beast phantoms appeared on the surface of Grandpa Qin's body, wrapping around this already decaying demigod's body.

A low, labored breath escaped his throat, like the low roar of a lion awakening, as Grandpa Qin once again swung his fist, which was beginning to feel weak.

With a single blow, the entire circus trembled, and everything was utterly destroyed.

But the next moment, the flying flesh froze, transforming into a hideous face that looked at Grandpa Qin.

"why?"

Huai asked, puzzled.

He had no deep-seated hatred for Grandpa Qin, and even with the overwhelming advantage, he still considered sparing Grandpa Qin's life.

But the old demigod before them had a stronger will to resist than anyone could have imagined; no matter what, he refused to give up and persisted.

With just one sentence, one can escape the Death Whisper Circus and live out their old age in peace.