As Han Dong stared at each prop the magician pulled out, his heart skipped a beat.
Quite a few people are going to die, and it probably won't be as simple as "dying"... If I'm selected again, I may have to consider using the Trump Card of my Magic Eye. Props comparable to torture instruments are truly unbearable when used on an ordinary body.
Han Dong silently prayed that he would not be chosen, yet deep down, he also felt an urge to go up and try it himself.
In the end, reason suppressed his desire, and he did not raise his thin arm... After all, he needed to remain in peak condition to deal with the clown later.
About five minutes passed.
Click!
A bright spotlight shone solely upon the magician, and he immediately entered his formal performance state.
He raised his black top hat above his head and let go... Everyone thought the hat would fall onto his head when—
Who would have thought!
The "black top hat" seemed to break free of the magician's restraints. Jagged teeth grew from within it, and it transformed into a devouring creature resembling a lamprey.
As it fell, it directly gnawed the magician clean.
Just as the entire audience drew a sharp breath.
Click!
Another spotlight lit up, aimed directly at the "entrance" to the main venue.
The magician's true body had somehow already appeared there, bowing to the audience once more in thanks.
Yet as he bowed, they noticed that his right arm was incomplete, and a large piece of flesh was missing from his waist and abdomen.
Seeing this,
the magician immediately reached into his black hat, rummaging around. After some difficulty, he pulled out his right arm, which had failed to return to its original position, along with