After watching that little interlude of a lottery drawing, Han Dong remained expressionless, even somewhat disappointed.
"Purely physical techniques, without using any abilities... Did he do that deliberately? To keep me from observing information about his abilities in advance."
Han Dong took out a bag of chips and ate while staring at the clown about to leave the stage, not particularly bothered.
After all, he had already obtained quite a bit of useful information from the butler. Although the clown's abilities remained a mystery, they would naturally be revealed in due time.
Clown-Baggins had no intention of lingering.
He spat a smoke bomb from his mouth. As the smoke exploded and black-and-white streamers flew into the air, the clown vanished with them.
Jiafulong's corpse, pierced through by throwing knives, disappeared from the stage as well.
When the ringmaster descended once more as the host,
Clack, clack, clack!
The lights went out... Only a very small number of people with innate night vision, along with Special Existences like Han Dong, could see what was happening on the stage.
Tap!
A cane struck the floor, and a glimmer of magical light emerged from its tip.
The magic traveled through the cane into the Dark Matter on the stage, constructing inorganic matter and forming a gloomy mansion.
The mansion nearly filled the entire stage. Its internal passages were exceptionally complicated, with as many as a hundred separate rooms, along with numerous hidden passageways.
It resembled a three-dimensional maze.
At that moment,
The dim lights came back on, and the French-style mansion was shrouded in layers of Yin Energy.
"Our next performance will be a Stage Play, Night of Terror, presented by Matthew, one of our circus's professional actors, together with ten audience members."
Audience members who completed the performance would receive rewards from