The Evil That Could Be Controlled at Will

Five minutes earlier, backstage,

Yi Chen was sitting on a special chair used to connect performers to their roles, having escaped the circus and awakened in reality.

He sat at the far right of the room, while At was at the far left.

After leaving Clown Circus, all the labels applied during the performance became invalid. Under the effect of death, Yi Chen's eyeballs and arms immediately regenerated at high speed, returning to normal.

Before he had time to examine his condition further, Yi Chen immediately sensed a malignant eruption from the other side! At had lost control, and pus instantly filled the entire backstage.

Yi Chen decisively switched to Dead Person Makeup and stopped breathing, using death to shield himself from the rushing and soaking pus.

"Malignancy has devoured his reason... Once someone like At comes into contact with the evil of the Prime Material Plane, he'll inevitably be assimilated. He might even merge with the evil and give birth to something unimaginable.

"I have to kill him here, no matter the cost!"

Yi Chen pulled out his dagger and tore off the various neural tubes attached to his body. The moment he stood up... Pfft! A mouthful of thick black blood spurted out, and his body began to tremble.

The performance had not only completely exhausted Yi Chen's soul; he now felt dazed and could not even muster the strength to raise his hand.

Nash, who had provided support and cooperation throughout the entire performance, had also reached his limit. The parasitic mimic forming his lower body began to soften, and it felt as though he might collapse at any moment.

"Second Boss... The best thing for us to do now is rest! With At causing such a mess, Boss William and the others will stop him. Besides,