Chapter 1799: 1796: Truth Sealing

Chapter 1799: Chapter 1796: Truth Sealing

“Is this… the circus? How could an organization of this level descend upon our world?”

Superintendent Willis was startled by the ‘castle’ in front of him,

although he was a pseudo-King level entity, not yet holding a throne, his strength could still rank within the top five globally.

Yet at this moment, he felt a vague sense of fear.

His intuition told him that the circus before him concealed a terrifying existence that could instantly swallow his life.

Although Han Dong was also shocked into a cold sweat,

he simultaneously began to observe the ‘castle’. He soon discovered the truth… The seemingly gigantic and majestic castle was actually a special tent propped up by fabric.

When attention slowly shifted away from the circus tent, one would find many [coolies] roaming the nearby wilderness.

Huge in physique, their skin mostly dark, these Frankenstein-like creatures.

With just a mouth and a single eye on their faces, they were carrying ten-meter long wooden spikes, constructing a ‘fence’ around the circus, which, once built, would prevent any outsider from getting close.

“More oppressive than I imagined, let’s go in and take a look.”

Driven by curiosity, Han Dong headed straight towards the castle tent.

Superintendent Willis hesitated for a moment before immediately following… He had survived for nearly ten thousand years,

and several hundred years ago, he clearly felt a barrier to ‘rank membrane’, giving him a feeling he could never overcome… For him, although blessed with eternal life, his growth potential was almost exhausted.

Such a strange, incomprehensible circus appearing in front of him, danger certainly lies within, but could also be a once-in-a-millennium opportunity.

Just as the two were about to approach the main entrance of the circus.

A pumpkin-head suddenly descended, blocking their way,

Chitter chitter chitter~

A dense swarm of black-haired mice emerged from the ground… Each one’s hair was like spikes, their red crystal eyes gave an unpleasant, repulsive feeling.

Under the pumpkin-head, the mice merged into a humanoid figure wearing a black outfit,

The palms outside the cuffs were similarly covered with the spiky hair of the mice, where the fingertips touched, the air was ripped into wisps of black smoke.

“Welcome to the Dark Circus, I am the [ticket inspector] here, please show your flyer.”

As Han Dong and Superintendent Willis presented the flyer in their hands,

The figure stuffed it directly into the pumpkin-head,

The flyer stained with their fingerprints underwent a series of peculiar transformations and fermentations.

Two tailor-made contracts were spat out from between the pumpkin-head.

“Please read the contents of the contract carefully, verify correctness, and then sign with fresh blood at the bottom right corner… Only after completing the contract signing, can you become ‘audience’, this is the most basic requirement before admission.”

Both Han Dong and Superintendent Willis expressed extremely unpleasant expressions as they read the contents.

Superintendent Willis wanted to abandon the circus tour for the second time… Because the content above posed a significant risk to his life.

The fundamental requirement,

is to undergo ‘Truth Closure’ before admission, where the individual will be forcibly downgraded to [Ordinary people] status, to watch the performance with the weakest common human body.

Only after the entire performance ends will this restriction be lifted.

Even Han Dong needed to consider the risks involved,

He wasn’t seeking opportunity, just happened to hear Bokes mention it, and came out of curiosity to have a look.

If curiosity led him into peril, it wouldn’t be worth it.

While Han Dong was deliberating whether to watch the performance… the depths of his consciousness suddenly resonated with laughter. Though it was laughter, it seemed intermixed with some discernible words.

“Nicholas… When did you become so timid… aren’t you going to grasp such an opportunity?”

Smack!

Han Dong slapped his forehead hard.

The sound of the impact spread throughout the area, even the ticket inspector was slightly taken aback.

It was the first time witnessing such a situation, the pumpkin head cracked a wide grin, seemingly interested in this young man, and said a few extra sentences:

“‘Truth Closure’ is mainly to ensure onsite order during performances, as well as fairness among different audiences.

After all, the audiences who come here vary in strength, we must ensure all attendees have the same experience.

Additionally, the performance members are also subjected to closure, rest assured.”

“Alright.”

Han Dong first removed the disguise of ‘Crow Head’, reverting to his usual human young man form.

He bit his finger to sign his name – “Han Dong” at the bottom right corner of the contract book.

Buzz!

A certain dark substance invaded Han Dong’s consciousness area directly through the contract paper, sealing off the area where the Talent Tree was located, even blocking the Abyss entrance between the trunk.

“Such power can only be managed by ‘the Upper Rank’.

Even if I don’t perform truth sealing here, going to the circus in full status, if they genuinely want to kill me, there will be no escape.

Interesting~ let me see what the circus’s truth really is, and also check if the current clown replacing [Pennywise] at the circus is qualified or not.”

The pumpkin head ticket inspector looked at Han Dong with satisfaction:

“Congratulations, you are the 193rd audience for this performance! The show will open in a day, notifications will be given before commencement.

Meanwhile, you may freely move around and tour non-restricted areas of the circus.

A special warning!

Some areas marked ‘Forbidden to Enter’, please do not enter them if violated and killed by other staff members, we shall not be responsible.”

“Got it.”

Just then.

Superintendent Willis also signed the contract.

While under ‘Truth Closure’, his hover wheelchair was confiscated, replaced with a common wheelchair.

The old man couldn’t help but mock himself:

“Talking about forming a team for mutual care ahead, now I can hardly walk… truly there’s Heaven beyond the Heaven! To directly seal my crafted King Domain and all the rules of truth, it’s terrifying!

Though, thinking inversely, it yet presents an opportunity.”

However, Han Dong hadn’t heard the old man’s sentiment; he was already dozens of meters away, about to step into the circus.

“Hey! Wait for me!”

The seemingly immobile elderly suddenly surged with muscles, floating swiftly in a wheelchair, catching the timing precisely, to cross the circus gate alongside Han Dong.

For some reason.

Superintendent Willis, who has lived for millennia, had a curious [intuition] – even repressed to a commoner state, but as long as he remains beside this young man from the Black Tower, his chance of survival might increase.

…

Circus.

Deep within the pitch-black stream-laden passage, eerie green fonts labeled [Training Room], remarked with Idle Entry Forbidden.

The core group of the circus was here rehearsing performances.

Suddenly.

A certain member, previously never susceptible to error, suddenly paused, disrupting the rehearsal.

As everyone prepared to chastise him,

An odd twisted laughter emanated from within him,

“Hahaha! It seems an intriguing [audience] has arrived, seems to be of my type!

Quite rare, just standing here, I can smell the mad laugh scent from him… This performance will be more enjoyable than ever.”