Pennywis died completely as early as [Drey Town].

Only Han Dong can perceive the clown who appears on the stage... belongs to the "Yu Nian" derived from consciousness.

In other words, it is a product of consciousness that must be carried when integrating the attributes of crazy laughter.

It is a bit similar to a secondary personality, but it still cannot reach the level of "personality". It will not have any impact on Han Dong on weekdays.

Only when using crazy laughter to make sense of crazy laughter or encountering special scenes in front of you can these remnants of thoughts that remain deep in consciousness be condensed into a whole.

Form the image of Pennywis and talk to Han Dong.

In fact, it is just a self-dialogue between Han Dong's consciousness...

"Governor Willis, you go to the second floor to find the safest place to take your seat. I have other ideas."

"Do you want to?!"

Governor Willis had already noticed that Han Dong had been staring at the front seats for a long time, and his condition was a little wrong, so he probably guessed something.

"Yes, I finally came here, but I still plan to watch the performance seriously..."

"Okay, see you in three days."

Governor Willis would not bite the bullet and choose the front row like Han Dong. He knew very well that the young man in front of him had other ideas and had the ability to realize his ideas, and it would be better for him to be more conservative.

There are also other audience members entering the venue.

The individual who came to the main venue so early was by no means a simple character, but also secretly inquired about some information. It is very clear that going to the second floor to choose a seat is the wisest choice.

However,

When they chose seats on the second floor, they noticed that a young man who came to the main venue earlier than them actually walked to the front end of the first floor alone.

Without any hesitation, I took the seats in the first row.

"Is this guy here to seek death?" a sturdy audience member with a dinosaur back whispered.

An audience wearing an owl mask who followed him had other opinions, "It must be a very capable guy who can get here earlier than us... It's not like a death sentence, but more like a challenge to a circus.

There should be a good show!"

...

Circus, the deepest.

It is also the region of origin of eternal darkness, all darkness comes from this passage.

Not many people can withstand the darkness here when the truth is closed... However, a fire lit up at the entrance of the passage, which seems faint but can drive away the darkness.

The visitor is the [Butler] who uses the candlestick as his head.

It seems that this is not the first time he has been here. He has adjusted the burning efficiency of the candle to the maximum and steadily goes to the deepest point.

When I reached out and pushed open the iron door at the end... buzz! The darkness disappeared.

The interior is actually an ordinary living room without any darkness, similar to a modern apartment.

Sizzle! There was a sound of water in the bathroom, and you could vaguely hear the humming sounds.

The butler respectfully came to the bathroom door, and somehow there was a neat bath towel hanging between his arms.

Not long after,

A long-haired man with two meters tall and vigorous hair slowly walked out of the bathroom... Overall, he looked like an ordinary human, with little special features.

After wrapping the bath towel handed over by the butler, he asked softly:

"Is the situation in the main venue okay?"

"Everything is normal...but this time there was a very special audience.

He is not a life in the local world, but comes from the Black Tower. Individuals who can find our intelligence in the Black Tower, if they are not very backgrounded or have a deep connection with the dark web."

"This kind of thing is not very special, right?"

The housekeeper continued in an orderly manner: "Yes, the most important thing is that I smelled a 'clown' from him."

"Oh? Baggins' people?"

"No...I mean the previous generation of clowns."

For a moment, the man's expression became solemn: "Continue to talk."

"The leader doesn't have to be nervous. After these days of contact, one thing is basically certain... He is not a distorted person affected by the clown virus.

I guess Pennywis has been killed by this man and has incorporated the characteristic of [Joker] through some means."

"It's interesting! Have you found this person's information?"

"Heita Party has listed its information as highly confidential and cannot be queried."

Dong!

It’s like throwing a stone into a calm lake, layers of ripples rippling throughout the lake.

For this person, the quiet and unremarkable daily life seemed to become interesting.

...

over time.

More and more spectators arrived at the scene, but no one still chose the front seat.

Han Dong looked like he was enjoying himself, adjusting the recliner to 45° and leaning backwards, placing a large bucket of popcorn while a liter of carbonated soda, without any sense of crisis at all.

Only the last ten minutes left.

Since the seats have been selected almost the same, the only front row is left for the audience to come to the scene at this time.

When they passed by the compartment where Han Dong was, their expressions were more or less nervous.

"Is it finally going to start?"

Time is up.

An indescribable pressure forced the restlessness to stop and was covered by silence.

Layers of black air flowed out between the curtain stages. The audience sitting in the first row could clearly feel the black air flowing through their calves, as if soaking in an ice cave, even causing the lower body to lose consciousness.

Bang!

Vertical white lights hit the center of the curtain stage.

A long-haired man wrapped in a black down cloak appeared among the lights with a black gem cane.

Shirts, vests, trousers and shiny leather shoes,

There is also a luxurious chest chain of special materials hanging in front of you.

When appearing, bow in four directions.

"Welcome to the Dark Circus. I am the founder and leader of the Circus. You can call me [v].

Next, I will explain the discipline issues at the venue, which will be closely related to the performances and the lives of everyone sitting there. Please be sure to listen.

1. No noise is strictly prohibited. If it interferes with the performance, it will be executed.

2. Watch the whole performance. During the three-day performance, it is prohibited to move your vision away from the [Stage]. Our lighting engineers will monitor each of you throughout the whole process. Once your eyes are removed for more than five seconds, the light will shine on you.

He will be sentenced to death through the form of a lottery.

This is also an outfield performance. If everyone wants to take the initiative to play, we are very encouraged."

When talking about this, another beam of light was drawn down, shining on a turntable full of different "death punishments".

Some of these death sentences look numb.

"3. Any audience who is named, selected or meets certain conditions and needs to be on stage must cooperate. Once any struggle occurs, escape or try to escape, they will be executed directly.

Please follow the above three requirements.

Please don’t be too nervous. We just have to formulate these strict rules for the smooth progress of the performance... Please rest assured that the circus will bring you the ultimate performance beyond the limits of visual sensory."
Chapter completed!