Memory Liberation

The procession beneath the red curtains had already spread across the entire grounds of the Clown Circus,

One of the assimilators supporting the curtains, belonging to Art's Heart District, happened to be crouched beside Yi Chen. Tearing open its bright red lips, it suppressed its laughter as it spoke, as though it had inhaled laughing gas:

"Ha~ The Final Performance will be held atop the curtains. Please hurry up and climb aboard, Mr. Yi, and whatever you do, don't fall... The area below will be our temporary entertainment venue.

"Once you fall, you'll be contaminated by the Cancer Cells within us. The performance may not even be over before you become just like us.

"Haha! But if you can join us, that might be quite interesting! Master Art will definitely place you somewhere important. He might even send you straight to the Heart District, which is equivalent to a church."

Yi Chen did not respond. He leaped onto the curtains ten meters above the ground,

There were roughly thirty-seven procession groups. Although they seemed to fill the entire grounds, gaps existed between the different groups, and one could easily fall through if they were not careful.

But Yi Chen did not care about that,

He controlled the circus's gases through precise breathing, sensing Art's position and current posture through the flow of gases in the air.

When a rough outline emerged, Yi Chen was slightly startled.

"There are actually three completely different posture changes... Even the silver frame atop his head has completely decayed and mutated. He's already not far from becoming a Plague Lord."

By the time he received this information, Yi Chen had already made his final battle plan.

As more and more gas was inhaled through his nose, flowing into his Purple Lungs and transmitting its feedback