Relax

Then the clowns all sucked in sharp breaths, crying out one after another in utter shock.

"Th-This!?"

"Gao Jia, Boshu, Charlesbo—h-he vomited all three of them out!?"

"So that means this Hunter ate them earlier!?"

"How is that possible!? Aren't Hunters always the ones who hate the abyss most!? Our connection to the abyss is so obvious—why would he do something this absurd!? Even if it were some kind of sick fetish, isn't he afraid of being infected himself!?"

"And this guy clearly caught our people, so why didn't he finish them off and destroy their Abyss Cores? Why did he deliberately leave them with a few breaths left!?"

"Could it be that he had already been infected by the abyss before this? So... he counts as one of our kind now, which is why he didn't directly take those three bastards' lives? Maybe everything that just happened... was only an over-the-top joke?"

"Now that you mention it, don't you think that giant python's color looks somewhat similar to our abyssal power?"

"What stupid nonsense are you two talking about!? That lightning strike that attacked us at the start had no abyssal power in it at all!"

"Besides, this guy's existence is far stranger than ours! Forget that bizarre blood—when his body spat out Charlesbo and the other two, it didn't even bulge in the slightest! It's like there's another space hidden inside his stomach! He's nothing like us at all!"

"Too strange... this is way too strange. What the hell is this guy?"

Even though everyone present was a ruthless figure accustomed to grand spectacles, the reality unfolding before their eyes still utterly overturned their imagination with its sheer strangeness.

Thus, the Mad Clowns almost all forgot their initial savagery and violence for a time, collectively falling into intense