The Gentleman at the End-Chapter 328 - 327 Threat Neutralized
Chapter 328: Chapter 327 Threat Neutralized
Chapter 328 -327 Threat Neutralized
Yuri, clad in a deep red suit, black shirt, and a tie adorned with a red-eyed skull, looked at the magician’s hat with a puzzled expression.
“I’m sure I locked onto the ‘slaughter line’, so there’s no way I could have missed… But I cut through this instead? Did a ‘material exchange’ take place? The very instant my blade hit, this hat swapped places with the nightmare itself.
This woman is barely clinging to life; she couldn’t possibly have used such a sophisticated ability.
Have reinforcements arrived?”
However, Yuri was not at all afraid and was about to lead the Executioner Group in pursuit when,
Prophet Marko and Martin, who were supposed to be at the rear, somehow caught up to the front line with unimaginable speed and reached out to place their hands on Yuri’s shoulders.
“Marko… why are you at the front line?”
“Senior Yuri, since the enemy’s reinforcements have arrived, let’s not chase them for now. The forces behind them are just as we discussed earlier; it’s not wise to confront them head-on. To have pursued this far is enough.
Allow me to negotiate later.”
“Since you’re more aware of the situation than I am, I’ll leave the rest of the work to you.”
Yuri was always respectful of his juniors, and Marko and Martin were young prophets he held in high regard. This time, the decoding of the ‘hidden streets’ was all thanks to Marko’s divination.
Yuri raised his arm high, and the Executioner Group behind him stopped their pursuit and hid in the treacherous mountain terrain.
As Marko stepped forward,
two figures also slowly walked up from the lower slopes of the hill.
One was the ‘acquaintance’ Marko knew, Magician Jian, whose every move was as genteel as a gentleman’s, and they nodded slightly to each other when they met.
When the other person appeared, an instinctive sense of danger forced Marko to step back.
Even the master personality deep within began to surface autonomously, ready to replace the assistant personality to handle the dangerous situation before him.
“A different clown from the nightmare, is it?”
In his field of vision, a balding clown with large ears and a hooked nose, his face painted with a bloody red smile, began to slowly squeeze into the “Eye Socket” on the hillside. He even kept expanding within the Eye Socket, as if he wanted to occupy his entire field of vision.
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Or rather, something underneath the clown’s loose costume seemed to be drawing his vision, also emitting a pure malice.
Marko had never seen a patient like this before, and was certain that the other person was a formidable enemy, far surpassing the nightmare clown.
At that moment,
a nightmare tentacle slowly emerged from the magician’s hat in Jian’s hand, a vague human silhouette of Catherine visible on top, her true form appearing exceedingly weak.
Even so,
Catherine still struggled to speak: “Thank you… Mr. Jian, as well as Lord Art’s rescue.”
Assistant Clown Art quickly stepped forward, reaching out to gently touch the surface of the tentacle.
“No problem! Catherine, an assistant clown like you can’t die now~ Otherwise, I’d have to play dual roles in the upcoming shows, and that would be so tiring.
I just didn’t expect you to be this embarrassed. If it weren’t for Jian urging us to hurry, you might have really died here.
Ah~ what a disgrace,
Catherine, you’re going to have to practice seriously with me when you go back. If Jian hadn’t interceded on your behalf, I would’ve certainly punished you severely.
Given how often you help me with errands, I’ll kill all these humans for you… Hahaha!”
“Lord Art no…” Catherine wanted to protest, as it was her issue, but Art silenced her before she could finish her sentence.
Art claimed to seek vengeance for Catherine, but it was merely an excuse.
He took this opportunity to leave, using ‘saving Catherine’ as a pretext to indulge his innate desires, seeking to bring malice to this group of humans who had inadvertently become involved with the circus.
Art continued his slow, bizarre step, drawing closer to Prophet Marko.
It felt as though his legs were hardly doing any supporting, and he seemed to be moving with some kind of limb, or multiple limbs, hidden inside his costume.
Ridiculous, grotesque, and unhurried,
to Marko, he seemed like a foe full of openings, yet he did not dare to launch an attack, and he started to ‘Draw a Card’ in his mind to divine the upcoming situation.
However,
Marko drew four kings from the deck of cards, each king striking a different pose, or rather, they grew increasingly bizarre from left to right.
During Marko Prophet’s internal divination, Art the clown, one of the circus’s aces, had already approached him.
His yellow and black stained teeth were fully exposed in a smile, showing his malice to anyone who directly faced him.
His right arm raised high,
the five fingers twisted and clenched together like rubber, forming a strange, ‘bizarre fist’ that struck down in an awkward motion.
This punch seemed harmless, slow and ordinary, as if swung by an obese nerd who had never learned boxing… yet it was filled with malice, promising severe consequences upon impact.
Smack!
In the nick of time, Marko Prophet suddenly reached out and firmly grasped Art’s wrist, stopping the punch in its descent.
Between their skin, a layer of ‘pus-like’ pale yellow substance cushioned the grip, avoiding direct contact with Art.
The aura around him also changed, causing Art to shrink his neck and blink in disbelief,
“Oh, there are two things inside you! The one speaking just now was only the ‘secondary’ one, now in front of me, is the main one… Interesting indeed, no wonder Catherine met with disaster here.
You don’t seem like a remote, weak human tribe at all.”
As the real Martin appeared, Yuri led the Executioner Group from behind, ready for a potential battle at any moment.
Just then.
Whoosh~ A magic card flew at a tricky angle, spinning through the air.
It landed firmly between Martin and clown Art, its face depicting the symbol of ‘Earth’.
Hum!
The card’s effect activated,
adding a stretch of land between the two men, forcefully separating them… Both Martin and Art could clearly feel the space expanding and the sensation of the land multiplying.
The multiplying and flowing land also returned Art back to the magician’s side.
“Art~ During off-performance times, if the boss knew you were causing trouble outside, and that it could potentially bring ‘trouble’ to the circus, you as a core member should be well aware of the outcome,” said the magician.
“Using the boss to pressure me again?” Art retorted.
“Just a reminder,” the magician continued. “Since Catherine is fine now, our objective for venturing out has been achieved. The ‘quality’ of these humans surpasses the boss’s ‘baseline.’
In the future, they might become our audience or even participants, which would aid in the circus’s growth.
If you need to vent, I don’t mind if you destroy a few Pathological outposts that don’t meet the baseline on our way back.”
“Utterly boring…”
Art stopped advancing and descended the hill in a bizarre pace.
Magician Art tipped his hat across his chest, bowing to say goodbye to Marko and Martin before leaving; as for Catherine, he tucked her into the space of his hat to enjoy a moment of rare peace.
Not until their figures had completely vanished
did a cold sweat trickle down the sides of Marko and Martin’s faces.
Just now he allowed two personalities to control the body simultaneously; the main one provided the strength, courage, and presence for a face-to-face confrontation, while the secondary maintained rationality.
This was to ensure stability and avoid conflict as much as possible.
Such cooperation had never happened before; the life-or-death pressure a moment ago brought about the first ‘collaboration’ between Marko and Martin.
Yuri came forward and gently patted his shoulder with a hand now re-wrapped in bandages.
“Let’s go~ the situation is resolved, well done,” he said.
“Thank you, Mr. Yuri, for your trust. I was truly afraid you might command the group to attack at any moment,” said Marko.
“With the First Gentleman in precarious condition, and the supply of Skin increasingly tight, the Organization has suffered various degrees of attacks recently, suffering greatly in vitality.
If we also pulled in such a mysterious organization, as you said, it could lead to our demise.
Before everything completely crumbles, let’s hold out a little longer, give the youth some time to develop.
The current batch of youngsters is quite promising.”
“Mm,” agreed Marko.
