Ciel quickly ran to the clown's side, looked at the guy who covered his original appearance with clown makeup, blinked his eyes and asked with a bit of expectation, "How do you perform, Mr. Clown?"
"Please don't be anxious. Next, I will show you and the audience the most beautiful world in everyone's heart. After all, for everyone, what they yearn for most is different, and the best world looks different. For Bar?"
The clown had a smile that never faded, and his cheerful words rang in the ears of the audience and Ciel.
"It makes sense, then hurry up, I can't wait." Ciel nodded seriously, seeming to agree with the clown's statement.
And he had already begun to recite Lady Night's prayer silently in his heart, using his soul and the Night Sky Tree, which had lost Wang Yu as its creator, but still worked normally under the operation of the pile of things Wang Yu left behind, to prevent Possible mental contamination.
"Okay, then please witness our utopian world."
The clown waved his hand and dropped a large number of petals on his head. They were all made of colored paper. However, under the influence of the illusion, these colored papers were no different from normal petals in the eyes of the audience, and even had a vague aromatic.
Then the boards on the stage were raised, forming a scene similar to the green screen used to add special effects in the Earth special effects scene.
"Magic crystal slate...?" Although Charles had been looking at Mr. Clown with an expectant expression, he had already noticed the erected slate out of the corner of his eye and his mental perception.
A good technique, filling the background plate with magic crystals, is indeed enough to create an illusion that is just like the real thing for these ordinary people.
"It's an honor to invite you, this handsome young man. What's your name? I will prepare a unique gift for you."
The clown glanced at the intoxicated audience members in the auditorium who had been affected by hallucinations and fell into their own fantasies. He turned to look at Ciel in front of him and asked sincerely and sincerely.
"Ah, my name is Huguen Wilsbach." Charles looked at the clown in front of him with the same innocent eyes.
"Okay, Mr. Shuguen, do you often feel that your life is unfair? Do you feel exhausted when you are busy running for life? Do you feel tired when you see the beautiful life of those glamorous people?" Do you sometimes feel jealous and envious?”
The clown's voice was soft and slow, with a relaxing power. It seemed that his concerned tone of inquiry was enough to make people put down their guard.
"Is this why they chose the City Wall District as the venue for their performances? No wonder it often causes riots. I can only say that they found the right place. The residents of the City Wall District are indeed living a very bad life. It is normal to be greatly affected by these words. Plus some illusion guidance..."
Ciel listened to the clown's instructions with an innocent expression, and showed a sad expression at the right time, with tears rolling in his eyes, as if he really recalled his sad and terrible life because of the clown's words.
In fact, this guy was definitely one of the best in the royal city when he was born. How could he have such a tragic experience?
Just when Ciel was about to say something to match the clown's words, the clown continued.
"Do you think, if there was such a country, would you be willing to fight for it, would you be willing to pay your life for it, would you be willing to be our compatriot?"
“There is no oppression, everyone is equal, everyone enjoys his or her own unique life, and everything earned is distributed according to need. The strong will fight for the weak, and the rich will share their wealth with the poor. .”
"And this is just the beginning. As this country gradually improves, everyone will progress and become stronger together, and the entire country will become more and more powerful and beautiful."
"Magic research will go further, the economic development will surpass all existing kingdoms, and culture will accumulate over time and in a harmonious environment, even comparable to or even better than the ancient elves and dragon kingdoms."
"When the entire country has such great and unimaginable abilities, it can provide the residents of each country with the life they want."
"Mr. Shuguen, are you willing to do this? Do you want to contribute to our beautiful "Utopia"?"
"Look, Aleister's rule over you is so unfair. Look at the residents outside this area, look at the people who have a better life, don't you think, this is unfair!"
"You should stand up and shout out your dissatisfaction and indignation, starting from the simplest step of overturning their constraints on you..."
The clown's words went from the deep emotion when he first told the vision of this beautiful country to the excitement when looking forward to the future, and then to the heartbreaking sadness of Ciel's tragic life with a fictional identity. The emotions in the clown's words are constantly changing, and it is very interesting. He skillfully guides those who listen to him to the path of "resistance".
"Well, I think what you said..." Ciel looked at the clown and seemed to agree with what he said, but he really didn't care much in his heart. He was no longer the idealistic kid who believed this. ?
He planned to surprise the clown at the end, pretending to agree, but said, "But I don't agree!" to scare the clown, and then see how the other party reacted, so as to decide whether to blast him with a fireball or not. Trying to control.
"I..." Xiaer wanted to say that I disagreed, but he couldn't open his mouth. As soon as he said the word "I", he couldn't say the next words.
"What's going on?! Is there something stopping me from saying no? No, my body is not restricted, is it me?"
"My soul is unwilling to say these words of rejection. A part of my consciousness is urging me to accept this utopia. Damn it, what is the situation, why is this happening, praying for the sharing of the spiritual pollution effect of the communication network?"
The shock spread in Charles's heart. What prevented him from refusing? This power came from his soul? His subconscious, what's going on?
"Excuse me, does Mr. Shugen care about anything that makes you unwilling to contribute to our utopia? This is not good. This is what people yearn for. You shouldn't violate it, right? This This is also an opportunity for you, the malicious intruder, to redeem yourself."
The clown leaned into Ciel's ear and whispered softly. The words were still brisk, but the meaning behind them surprised Ciel. This guy had already seen that he was pretending to be a resident of the walled area?
He was not panicking. Wang Yu and Edward were both here. Even if his condition was a bit off, his two teammates were still reliable.
Seeing that Ciel seemed reluctant to agree, a long sword appeared in the clown's hand, appearing directly in his hand like a magic trick, with a cold light shining and making gestures.
"Are you still unwilling? If you are still unwilling, I will have to change someone else to do it." The clown's tone was still cheerful, but the meaning of his words was full of murderous intent.
"I still can't move. Something that isn't mental pollution has affected my spirit. It doesn't let me move or say I disagree. There is indeed something in this utopian circus."
Ciel was still able to think normally, but there was something affecting him from deep in his "heart" that prevented him from refusing.
"Forget it, let's change to someone else. This handsome guy who destroyed our utopia, please don't have any influence on us."
The clown seemed to have lost his patience, and the sword in his hand suddenly swiped at Ciel's neck, which was bound by something unknown.
The long sword moved very quickly in the clown's hand. The afterimage passed by, making a hissing sound as it rubbed against the air. The sharp edge reached Ciel's fragile neck almost instantly.
The moment before the long sword was about to hit Charles, Charles's eyes suddenly changed, as if he was a different person. His sharp eyes swept towards the sword, and at the same time, the magic whirlpool in his body was running at high speed, driving a spell model, and instantly Completed, the third-level spell • turned into a quagmire.
Ciel's body suddenly collapsed downwards, and his whole body was replaced by earth elements, turning into a puddle of mud. This defensive spell, which was used to ignore physical attacks, was suddenly used by "Ciel". The long sword was unable to attack anyone in this state. Charr deals any effective damage.
But what was faster than him using spells was the scarlet sword rising from the ground. A long sword suddenly broke through the floor of the stage and collided fiercely with the clown's blow. Even if Ciel didn't Even if he could react, this blow would not be able to hit Ciel.
Sparks flew everywhere, and the sword in the clown's hand was cracked. The metal sword shook endlessly, but the sword that suddenly appeared turned into scarlet liquid and retracted to the place where it appeared. The punctured hole on the stage, the slight smell of blood permeated the stage, that long sword is made of blood...
"Huh?" Why was I so stunned just now? It shouldn't be. Charles, who had turned into a quagmire, returned to his normal body not far away. He felt a little dizzy. His memory of what happened at that critical moment was somewhat blurred. This shouldn't be the case. Ah, there was no way he could be stunned in this situation.
"It seems that your friends are also planning to obstruct us. The Utopia should not be blocked. It seems that we will have to leave you here today."
The clown looked at Ciel, then at the hole where the bloody sword blade was retracted, and finally locked his eyes on Edward and Wang Yu who were standing on the stage. On Wang Yu's finger, a scarlet blood thread extended After going out and entering the gap in the auditorium, the blood sword that just stopped the clown's attack was his handiwork.
"Don't be stunned, Charles, you and I will deal with the others, and Wang Yu will deal with this guy who should have the ability to influence people mentally."
Edward's words reached the ears of Ciel, who was a little stunned. From Edward's perspective, Ciel was controlled by the clown in some way, and then Wang Yu took action to block it.
Wang Yu, who knew the existence of "One", knew exactly what happened just now. It should be "One" that took over Ciel's body at the critical moment.
And because Ciel cannot be made aware of the existence of "One", Ciel will be stunned for a long time every time "One" takes over the body. This is the result of "One"'s influence on Ciel's soul.
"Here we come." Charles was no longer in a daze. A tarot card with stars appeared in his hand. With a flick, he disappeared and reappeared next to Edward.
A bunch of monsters that had appeared in previous performances were appearing under the stage. Those paper-mâché bodies were given shapes by unknown forces at this moment. They walked out from the back of the stage, bared their teeth, and saliva continued to flow from their mouths. , the ferocious demeanor has been fully revealed.
"Illusion magic plus some magic skeletons and the like are fairly easy to deal with. I just want to solve it quickly and protect the audience." Sparkling thunder and lightning light began to appear in Ciel's hands, with flames leaping in it.
"It's okay, I will cover you up together." Edward said, and the inner potential called "barrier" that was awakened in the formal knight stage was fully activated under the influence of the fighting spirit that had already been active.
A translucent barrier enveloped all the hallucinating spectators, including Ciel. Compared with the secret method of the Iron Sun Knight, the coverage of Edward's self-awakening inner potential at this moment was already far different. .
"This is the first time I've seen your inner dive. It's a protective type. Is it strong enough? My spells are quite powerful."
"No problem, this barrier will never be broken before I fall."
He took out his usual shield from his back and thrust it into his feet. His fighting spirit spread, linking Edward, the shield, and the barrier together.
"I'll leave that clown to you, Wang Yu."
Ciel threw the spell that mixed thunder and lightning with fireball in his hand at the group of "Warcraft" that rushed up with claws and teeth. The violent explosion tore these "Warcraft" to pieces and flew everywhere. In other words, the magic skeleton exploded, and the paper that formed the outer shell was wiped out. .
The aftermath of the explosion and the high-speed rocks ejected from the cracked ground were firmly blocked by Edward's barrier, without injuring the residents in the auditorium at all.
Nodding, Wang Yu jumped down, and communicated with the Weaver's Book with his mental power. Inside, Aviya prepared a sprint spell specially used for displacement for Wang Yu who had lost his wizard power and could no longer perform aerial operations such as double jumps. The second level spell • Storm Foot is activated instantly.
The storm gathered and a powerful thrust erupted behind Wang Yu, causing his figure to fly forward quickly after stopping in the air. Under the influence of the wind element, he immediately reached the top of the stage where the clown was.
His hand quickly grabbed the holster at his waist, took out the Furnace's Wrath, and without hesitation continuously pulled the trigger. The magazine of the alchemy revolver rotated at high speed, pouring out six ordinary projectiles at almost the same time, towards the ground below. The clown flew away.
The clown below showed a signature smile, and his body suddenly twisted, dodging the flying projectiles in a weird posture with twisted limbs. Judging from the direction and posture of dodging, this guy was doing something in the direction of Wang Yu's shooting. Prejudgment and flexible dodging angles are perfect.
With calm eyes, Wang Yu's other hand wearing the blood-biting ring made a clean pulling motion upwards, and the fighting energy was carried by the ripples and spread out.
The stage exploded, and a large number of tough and sharp swords of different sizes, made of blood, rose from the ground where the clown was, blocking all the space where the clown could move!
