Inside the torn tent, each spectator was feeling something different,
The one experiencing the most severe emotional upheaval was the circus's Chief Clown, At. Kramer. He had always been the person most prone to losing control, with the least stable body and soul.
If the blood plague that Blood People were born with had a negative effect on individuals, then the Malignant Tumors within At were probably more than ten times as dangerous as the blood plague.
Moreover, as At absorbed all the Malignant Tumor patients exiled outside, his body had accumulated nearly every form of malignant emotion,
However, he had used even greater evil to command these negative emotions, managing them properly so he could survive under the rules of this world, then privately venting them by spreading Clown Virus.
As long as the world's course did not deviate too far from At's plans or exceed his limit,
the internal ladder system he had established, combined with the Heavenly Divinity obtained from an invader from beyond the realm, could stabilize the Malignant Tumors within his body. Through endless quantitative accumulation, he might even achieve a qualitative transformation, surpassing ordinary Tumor Knights and reaching the level of a High Table Knight.
But what was happening now had completely exceeded At's limit.
He could not accept that Mr. Yi, whom he had overpowered by a notch and regarded as a formidable rival just four months ago, had now reached this level—actually managing to fight an Emperor-like existence to a standstill.
When Yi Chen cast Death Entity from seawater, At even felt that his divinity would be swallowed by this death.
Faced with a battle that surpassed all levels, At never used any defensive measures throughout. He allowed the slicing blades and sword qi to cut across the surface of his endless