The Joke's on Me?
"Yeah, it would be strange if no one was spying in a place like this."
"Speaking of which..."
"What's with this ' Intimidation Feedback '? I didn't threaten them!"
Roger was somewhat puzzled.
But this did not stop him from launching a powerful attack on the group of Demon Clown in front of him.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
Between the interplay of light and shadow.
The sound of chainsaws rose and fell.
The silhouettes of those chainsaws blended together.
It felt like a cutting-off meeting was being held.
But Cindy will always be the thickest, longest, and loudest one!
Faced with hundreds of Demon Clown.
Roger didn't hold back, going all out and unleashing his four-star combat power to its fullest extent! He charged left and right through the crowd.
He brandished the murder weapon in his hand like a scythe.
Where Cindy goes.
There are always Demon Clown can't dodge in time and are brutally dismembered.
The manner of his death was extremely tragic.
Let alone ordinary people watching from outside the guardrail.
Even the Demon Clown himself was quite frightened.
Not long after.
Then the clown stopped laughing.
Some clowns have even started secretly playing the backstep.
Seeing this scene.
Roger knew he had achieved his goal.
He has figured it out.
This monster's individual combat strength is quite average.
In a one-on-one situation.
Even a child with a two-star combat power has a chance to defeat the Demon Clown.
Not to mention a four-star powerhouse like Roger.
Their true power lies in "fear".
These evil creatures exude an effect of fear at all times.
The atmosphere was complemented by the Amusement Park and the thick fog.
These fears piled up together.
It is very easy to completely break a person's will.
When you feel numb all over and unable to move.
It is very difficult to fight against thugs wielding weapons.
Regarding this point.
Roger's solution was "to defeat fear with fear!" You like to joke around, huh?
Who can't do that?
Roger is a master of face-changing!
You like to scare people with chainsaws, don't you?
Then I'll get you an even bigger and thicker one! Anyway, Cindy has all the features you could want.
Roger only regretted that he wasn't strong enough.
Otherwise, just get a chainsaw over ten meters long and harvest it all!...
In summary.
As long as this atmosphere of fear is broken.
The Demon Clown's fighting power will be weakened indefinitely.
Don't be fooled by their current appearance, which suggests they're in large groups and acting aggressively.
It was actually extremely unrealistic.
In a corner of the Amusement Park.
Roger's shadow is sometimes swift and unpredictable, sometimes fierce and powerful, leaving the clowns running for their lives!
This was an asymmetrical massacre!
The principle that "an inch longer, an inch stronger" is vividly demonstrated at this moment.
Roger had no other skills.
It's just that they have long arms.
Play as you like.
Giant Chainsaw crisscross the area.
The clowns cried and wailed.
Gradually.
Cindy also became more assertive than ever before.
It followed Roger, its eyes bloodshot with rage.
It increased in length without my noticing.
Roger almost lost his grip! Time ticked by.
A large number of clowns died.
Some cunning clowns began to try roundabout routes and sneak attacks—
But when it comes to combat experience...
Ten thousand Demon Clown are no match for Roger! He has the lives of millions of demons on his hands! The clowns' tactics seem utterly flawed to him.
While the clowns made their detour, they left the main battlefield.
He suddenly charged into the enemy ranks.
A large number of them were ruthlessly killed.
When those clowns tried to return to reinforce the encirclement.
Roger retreated directly to the vicinity of a Roller Coaster platform on the left, and began to rely on the difference in elevation and the length of his weapon to deal with the large number of enemies.
The clowns' roundabout strategy failed.
We had no choice but to bite the bullet and launch a full-scale attack.
They immediately swarmed forward.
Beautiful splashes of blood appeared on the platform like beer foam.
5 minutes later.
"You have killed 1 Demon Clown, bringing your total number of Demon Clown killed to 164."
"Historical Panel: Your health has improved (your health has improved to Four Stars)"
"Health: ★★★★☆" (You are the legendary hunk! Invulnerable to all diseases, with strength like an ox, you are absolutely capable of sleeping with ten women in one night, and of course, ten men are not out of the question either...)
"Present World Panel: Your Gastrointestinal Digestion Ability has received a slight boost (current value 309 points)"
"Your Gastrointestinal Digestion Ability has surpassed 300 points, marking a new milestone: Steel Gut Iron Stomach."
"Steel Gut Iron Stomach: You can swallow a whole piece of steel and then pull it into a wire-like or flower-like shape;
Note: Please take care to protect your anus when performing similar actions.
"Corresponding title (Human Furnace): Mechanical life affinity +20 / Intestinal lubrication +10"
"Another strange milestone has been added..."
Roger couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Improved gastric motility is clearly a good thing.
Why does the Milestone System feel so different?
It's more than just gone bad.
It's practically become a landmark with a unique flavor!
Roger immediately composed himself and looked away.
A flash of white light appeared in his hand.
The Giant Chainsaw turned into soap.
"Time is up."
Thinking this way.
Roger casually pushed aside the clown's corpse in front of him.
There are still quite a few Demon Clown lingering near the platform.
But their will had completely collapsed.
Even though Roger is now empty-handed.
They didn't seem to have any intention of resisting anymore.
Some of the clowns even showed signs of extreme fear! "You, you, you stay away!"
Roger hadn't even gotten there yet.
A clown then strode away, covering his face.
Roger followed for a few steps.
I realized I couldn't keep up! "This guy's running so fast!"
Roger was astonished.
He hurried toward the other clowns.
But the clowns quickly ran away.
A short while later.
Near the Roller Coaster station.
Roger was left all alone.
There were also clown corpses scattered everywhere.
"This can't go on!"
Roger frowned.
He thought the Demon Clown was some kind of mindless monster that only knew how to attack the game's participants.
I never expected them to run away!
"I need to find a way to make them less afraid of me..."
In addition to thinking
His gaze fell on the data panel.
"Intimidation Feedback: The Demon Clown's Fear Value towards you has exceeded 7 points, which means they will lose their fighting ability upon seeing you."
"Inspiration: In the battle against the Demon Clown, you successfully captured ' the Amusement Park Secret '*2;
Note: Engaging in combat, dodging, and collecting clues in the Amusement Park has a certain probability of yielding the ' Amusement Park Secret,' which are essential for obtaining the ' Teleportation Gate Coordinates.'
"The Amusement Park Secret: In this land reflected by the spirit world, fear is the only source of power."
"Secret 2: Any action taken here will not increase the Anomaly Value, because anomalies are the norm in the Fear Amusement Park."
Is fear a source of power?
"No wonder I feel much stronger."
See here.
Roger was not only relieved, but even a little excited:
"Really? No matter what I do, it won't increase the Anomaly Value?"
He then turned his gaze to the pile of clown corpses.
His expression also changed slightly.
A moment later.
A man dressed in the standard costume of Demon Clown, his face covered in smeared paint, and always grinning, walked out of the pile of corpses.
He casually picked up a chainsaw.
I slowly walked into the misty Amusement Park.
Very soon.
A series of cold, dry laughs echoed from within the mist.
However, he hadn't walked more than a few steps.
A trembling voice came from Roger's waist. "Master..."
"What's the matter?"
Roger grinned and asked.
"Can you stop laughing... I'm scared."
Cindy trembled.
Roger smiled and stroked Cindy's smooth body, "Don't be afraid."
You'll get used to it.
"Why don't you try laughing with me? Come on, come on! Give me a smile!"
Under Roger's tyranny.
Laughter soon erupted from the mist.
It was a duet of dry laughter and crying laughter.
In a short time.
The atmosphere in the Amusement Park became even more eerie.
Three minutes later.
In a hidden cellar.
A Demon Clown crouched trembling in the corner.
Knock knock knock.
Terrifying footsteps sounded from above his head.
A deep sense of unease appeared on his face.
The next second.
The cellar entrance was opened from above, and a figure with a face covered in paint appeared behind the wooden partition.
The clown immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
He's a colleague.
His colleague grinned at him and asked, "What's up?"
The clown immediately hissed, "A monster has come outside!"
"Get away from me!"
"Find a place to hide! Don't attract that monster!"
The colleague asked, puzzled:
"But aren't we supposed to be playing hide-and-seek with them?"
The clown roared:
"Didn't you know the roles were reversed?"
"Etc..."
"Why don't you have any spirits from the spirit world...?"
Amid the clown's exclamation.
The colleague, carrying a chainsaw in one hand, casually removed his red nose and hat, revealing a sunny smile, "I've got you."
The next second.
The crackling sound of a chainsaw echoed in the cellar.
The horrifying screams had just begun.
He was trapped in the cellar forever.
Six minutes later.
In the lockers of the changing room in the circus section of the Amusement Park.
The cabinet door was suddenly flung open from the outside!
Inside the cabinet.
The two clowns who were hugging each other burst into tears.
She cried and cried.
They comforted each other, saying, "They're just colleagues, they're just colleagues..."
"Do you want to come along?"
"The cabinet is a bit cramped..."
"That's what the clowns said."
Faced with their enthusiastic invitation, Roger simply flashed a bright, sunny smile and casually wiped his gleaming chainsaw.
"I've caught you!"
I heard this sound.
The two clowns felt a chill run through their bodies, as if they had fallen into an ice cave! A sickeningly sharp cutting sound slowly rang out.
Panic began to spread rapidly!
11 minutes later.
Under the theater seats.
13 minutes later.
In the trash can next to the railing.
16 minutes later.
The roof of the Carousel.
Roger successfully pulled out the scattered Demon Clown one by one.
And this process is accompanied by...
He could sense that the power provided by the "Intimidation Feedback" was becoming increasingly strong.
finally.
At the 34th minute.
Roger used the "scare them first, then kill" method to take down a clown hiding under the bed.
At that moment.
An overwhelming Power of Fear surged into his body.
It felt as if countless electric currents surged through his cerebral cortex!
He could sense it.
My body has been greatly strengthened!
"Intimidation Feedback: You have absorbed a large amount of Power of Fear, and your combat strength has been temporarily increased to 5 stars!"
"Combat: ★★★★★" (Your power has surpassed the limits of humanity, reaching the realm of the Named One. In the Amusement Park, even the Ancient One might not be your match. Your existence should attract the attention of the Five Plank Road Masters, but due to the special circumstances here, this will not cause an increase in your Anomaly Value.)
Does "five stars" mean the Named One?
"According to this logic, six stars are considered Ancient One? And only seven stars or above are at the level of a stack master?"
Roger analyzed it carefully.
In his view.
The Five Plank Road Masters are probably the more senior ascendants.
The "Named One" who is empowered by the Power of Fear is basically at the peak of the extraordinary realm, which is equivalent to "Level 100 Elite/ Lord Template + a certain status".
As for the Ancient One.
That most likely means it has been upgraded.
"Does this mean that Professor Vilan has already reached the level of 'ascension' or higher in the Historical World?"
"As expected, his true strength cannot be measured by level 89!"
Roger remained secretly on guard.
Leave the empty room.
Roger resumed his aimless wandering.
To be honest.
This Amusement Park is quite large.
All kinds of facilities are available.
Using it for hide-and-seek is indeed a brilliant idea—
At least Roger had a lot of fun! And in the process...
He not only gained a great deal of Power of Fear.
They also successfully captured enough clues through inspiration.
This includes the Amusement Park Origin and the origins of the Demon Clown.
As Blue Will mentioned.
Lakeside Village is indeed a projection of the spirit world.
Amusement Park are a part of the fusion between the spiritual and Material Realm.
The broken traces of the Time Stairway from back then repeatedly wander here.
This attracted a large number of demonic creatures from the spirit world.
The Demon Clown is just one of them.
Attracted and aweeded by the power of the Time Stairway, they became subordinates of the Ancient One Vilan.
Even now, many years after the Ancient One have fallen.
They also follow the will of the Ancient One, selecting courageous successors for him.
According to the design concept of this level.
Those who pass the test must be extremely courageous.
Only those who can confront their fear with their own courage can prevail.
But when it came to Roger...
The art style suddenly changed.
He crushed the little fear with absolute Martial Force, and then he himself became the great fear!
It's easy to see from the clowns' reactions.
This approach is unprecedented.
Roger was also looking forward to what would happen next.
"It's not like we're just walking along and a Vilan suddenly appears out of nowhere, is it?"
Walking in the mist.
Roger's mind was full of strange ideas.
He checked the time.
There are 20 minutes left before the Teleportation Gate opens.
The Demon Clown seems to have disappeared.
This made Roger a little annoyed.
"I wonder if there are any other Clown Brother willing to lend me a hand?"
Just as Roger was looking around...
Not far away in the mist.
Suddenly, a piercing scream rang out! It was a woman's voice.
"It's that Female Nurse!"
Roger suddenly felt a jolt of energy.
The next second.
He dragged the chainsaw and charged forward!...
"Is this guy fucking insane?"
Outside the guardrail.
Someone muttered in shock.
Although they only saw Roger put on the Clown Uniform and walk into the mist.
But all of this was enough to make their scalps tingle.
Even the usually calm and composed Butler Motto, changed his expression several times.
The psychics discussed this strange and unpredictable event in hushed tones.
Suddenly.
A deep voice rang out:
"Perhaps, he is a genius."
He was a psychic with a square face, wearing a purple robe.
Someone nearby looked at him with confusion.
Some people looked thoughtful.
"He may have discovered the secret to passing the level."
The man said, stopping short of making a point.
With the intelligence of a psychic, having said all that, naturally no one would fail to understand—
The others quickly began to seriously consider the possible logic behind Roger's actions!
Thinking and thinking.
It was easy to tell from the expressions on the psychics' faces that they had all gained something.
Hope rekindled in their eyes.
Seeing this scene.
The Butler Motto, said indifferently, "Only geniuses can come out alive."
"You should know..."
"There isn't just one Demon Gate in the Fear Amusement Park."
As he spoke.
He then lightly touched the road sign with his cane.
Amidst the shimmering waves.
One by one, graceful, shimmering ghostly figures silently surged into the mist.
The faces of the ghostly figures were not clearly visible to the crowd.
All they know is...
The first time I saw these monsters.
They all experienced dizziness at the same time.
It felt as if ten thousand ants were crawling inside their brains.
The discussion among the psychics finally subsided.
A hint of satisfaction flashed in Medog's eyes.
But at that very moment...
That deep voice rang out again. "Aren't you getting a little impatient?"
Medog's expression tightened, and he remained silent.
But the tightly clenched hands on the cane clearly revealed his inner emotions.
"If you're in a hurry, it's okay to take a look."
Just one look.
The man in purple encouraged him.
The others also showed expectant expressions.
Medog shouted angrily, "Shut up!"
"This is against the rules!"
"Those of you who haven't even participated in the game have no right to see what's happening inside!"
But not long after that.
He gritted his teeth.
The final order stated:
"Everyone, step back ten steps, no, twenty steps..."
The psychics did as instructed.
Medog then poked the road sign hard with his cane.
Just the next second.
The unbelievable scene depicted on screen left everyone speechless, their mouths agape!
A few minutes ago.
Amusement Park.
Arsenal area.
Underneath an "Abandoned Tank".
Roger found the Female Nurse here.
Not only did she lose the part below her knees, but her thighs and buttocks also disappeared, leaving only a small portion of her abdominal cavity and the part above her chest cavity.
Large amounts of blood were flowing on the ground.
But she is still alive, miraculously.
In response to this.
Roger wasn't surprised.
The "Furnace Sect" has extremely high attainments in the evil realm of life and blood.
This sect is notorious for its cannibalism.
Few people know that they are extremely good at surviving.
The Female Nurse was still alive under these circumstances.
This demonstrates the profound and subtle nature of the heretical scriptures of the Furnace Sect.
It was only the moment I saw Roger.
The woman couldn't help but scream:
"Don't come any closer! Please! Don't eat me..."
She seemed somewhat mentally unstable.
Roger patiently crouched down, intending to soothe her heart with a smile—
Who knew I'd laugh too hard?
It scared the person so much they fainted! "Where's that muscular guy? Shouldn't he be with her?"
Roger crouched under the tank, looking around.
I don't know if it was just his imagination.
He always felt that there were many pairs of eyes watching him from the thick fog!
He looked around carefully.
But they found nothing!
"Why don't we try waking her up..."
Thinking this way.
Roger quickly lowered his head.
Who knew that he would glance over there?
The Female Nurse's remaining half of her body had vanished! "You committed this right under my nose?"
Roger sensed something was wrong and immediately stood up, thoughtfully pressing the switch on his chainsaw—
The expected buzzing sound did not occur.
The chainsaw was frozen by a cold, icy force.
Along with it.
That chilling aura swept over his arms and his heart.
That instant.
He knew without even looking at the stats that it was most likely "Fear -1"! "A new friend has arrived?"
Roger licked his lips exaggeratedly.
Try to get yourself excited.
He didn't want to feel fear because of the unknown! In the fog.
Fleeting figures flew about like silhouettes! The women's laughter drifted intermittently.
Not long after.
Strange objects drifted in from the mist.
Roger looked closely.
Those are the heads of the other people in the third group! No! They're not heads.
They were actually balloons made from their heads!
Whoosh! A chilling wind howled.
Six balloons with human heads floated past Roger's eyes.
It eventually hovered beside him.
They flew up and circled around him.
Nurse Woman.
Muscular man.
A young man carrying a puppet.
There are two other people.
Their heads were swollen several times their normal size.
The eyeballs are protruding severely.
It looks very scary.
Roger glanced over and suddenly his heart skipped a beat—
Etc!
Why six?
His heart began to beat faster involuntarily.
He couldn't help but look at the last human head balloon.
That moment.
He suddenly felt a chill on his neck! It was as if someone had gently licked his earlobe with their tongue.
"Whee."
"That last head-shaped balloon is yours."
"Or you could touch it and see if your head is still there."
That was a seductive voice.
After the demonic sound entered my brain.
Roger's consciousness began to blur.
In a daze.
He seemed to see the full picture of the sixth balloon—the man's face was swollen and his expression was terrified; if shrunk several times, he would most likely be a handsome man—it was indeed Roger himself! An uncontrollable fear welled up in his heart.
He involuntarily reached out to touch his head.
However, at this very moment...
His waist suddenly became extremely hot!
The intense pain was stimulating Roger's nerves.
I got burned badly.
Roger immediately snapped out of it! He couldn't help but look down—
As expected, it was Cindy who made the move!
The little guy instantly transformed into a scorching hot iron, pulling Roger out of the spell's allure!...
"Saved by Cindy again, you've reached a new milestone: Who really carries the team in the crucial moments?"
"Who really carries the team in crucial moments? That's right, it's me (Cindy's quote)."
"Corresponding title: Ultimate Mixer (Team Cohesion +10 / Your teammates' strength increased by 1%)"
"Snort!"
The woman's dissatisfied voice rang out.
Roger suddenly turned around.
I don't know when it started.
A beautiful woman with two hands grasping countless lines appeared on the edge of the tank.
The ends of those lines are connected to balloons shaped like human heads.
With a soft "poof".
The balloon with a human head in the woman's hand suddenly burst.
Roger felt a slight itch on his neck.
He thought to himself, "That was close! I almost lost my head!"
In the blink of an eye.
He took action—
Quickly draw your gun.
Focus and aim.
A hail of bullets.
A loud bang.
After a standard procedure.
A huge hole appeared in the woman's head.
Her laughter drifted over slowly:
"Pistol?"
"You think you can... Ah!!!!!"
Laughter seamlessly followed by screams.
The woman's body trembled violently!
In the blink of an eye.
Her body exploded violently.
Streams of water shot out from her body.
Roger calmly dodged the jet of water, a cold laugh escaping his lips.
joke.
Before the "Blasphemy Moon".
Those Named One must die.
Besides, he's just a balloon seller! (See the data column.)
"You killed the Snow Woman Isaka (Named One)"
"Extermination Order: You have acquired the Psychic Art of Ithaca (Frost)"
"Frost again?"
Roger was slightly taken aback.
He did not hesitate.
It was directly transformed into "moonlight".
"Present World Panel: Your Moonlight Authority Rank +0.05"
"You have obtained a relic from the Snow Woman: Spirit World Dust"
"Spirit World Dust: A precious material that can be used in the ' Named One ' ascension ritual."
"Note: Consuming 1 Spirit World Dust allows you to randomly extract one item from your Tinder Pouch and imbue it with effects appropriate for the current world; when you leave the Historical World, the item will return to your Tinder Pouch and revert to its original state."
"Hmm? Can I finally take out the props?"
Roger was overjoyed.
Without hesitation, he chose to consume one unit of Spirit World Dust! And while waiting...
Roger expressed his sincere gratitude to Cindy.
Cindy, however, did not take credit for it.
Instead, it cautiously reminded:
"Owner..."
"There seem to be many bad women like this out there!"
As they were talking.
Roger also felt waves of icy coldness rushing towards him.
In the mist.
One by one, graceful figures were closing in.
On the data panel.
"You have encountered a large number of Snow Woman (3-star/massive)"
Roger frowned.
Just as he was pondering how to deal with these Snow Woman.
The consumed Spirit World Dust has finally yielded results.
After a rapid tremor.
A plain-looking ring appeared in Roger's palm.
"You have obtained the ' Possession Ring ' from the mortal realm."
"Note: The basic effect of the Possession Ring remains unchanged, but it gains an additional effect—the item you possess will become Psychic Item."
"Possession Ring Affix of the Day: Mechanical Creation with Thick Pipes"
"Sturdy?"
"Tube?"
"Mechanical creations?"
Roger suddenly looked up.
The next second.
He put the ring on immediately.
Then he placed one hand on the tank next to him!
A dazzling light flashed by!
The Snow Woman women gathered around.
But Roger's figure had vanished into thin air!
"Possession Ring: You've possessed a tank!"
"Additional effect: Abandoned Tank are upgraded to Psychic Tank"
"Psychic Tank: Target unit— Snow Woman; Cannon aimed; Fire?"
"Damn! That felt so good!"
"A man should drive a tank!"
"Shoot the hell out!"
A surge of immense excitement welled up in Roger's heart.
Without hesitation, he began firing! "Boom!"
A strange, loud noise echoed throughout the Amusement Park.
An unprecedented act of destructive revelry has begun!...