Chapter 140 Conspiracy Theory

"You, you read it."

"Me?"

"Who else can it be but you? I believe in the ability of paramemes, so I'll take it from you."

The clown communicated with his belly puppet, which seemed extremely reluctant, but finally compromised with its master.

It trembled and approached the note. Normal people would think that the clown was just entertaining himself, but the truth was far from that simple.

The belly puppet blinked, took a deep breath, and then read out the real faceless prayer in one breath.

Its voice was so thin that it echoed in the abandoned park, and the clown drew a simple faceless sacrificial array on the ground with a stick.

"The supreme soul mumbling in the depths of chaos,

The unruly wanderer who wanders around the world and witnesses the faceless creatures,

The dark truth that rebuilds the bliss of nothingness and gives the joy of sinking, the incarnation of desire,

We sing the praises of desire,

Offer flesh and blood,

Praise the faceless...

If you still have consciousness, then show me your miracles, and the sacrifice I offer to you is-

My life."

The belly puppet finished chanting tremblingly, but nothing happened next. Suddenly, it breathed a sigh of relief, and the clown's already ugly face gradually became uglier.

"The prayer of the faceless is invalid!? This is ridiculous!"

He was so angry that he pulled the head of the belly puppet in his hand off and threw it far away. The toy's head rolled a long way, but was suddenly stopped by a piece of metal when it mixed into the darkest place.

"Who?" The clown looked over there, and what greeted him was a bullet, which penetrated his chest in an instant and stayed in his chest. Soon, some black long blood vessel-like tentacles oozed out from the wound.

The clown spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood dyed the corners of his mouth even more scarlet.

The street lamp on the side flickered a few times, illuminating the figure of the person coming.

It was a very graceful young gentleman, with a top hat on his head and a cane on his hand. He slowly put down his pistol with his other hand and took off his hat to salute the clown slowly.

However, the gentleman's next words were very different from his gentle and harmless appearance.

"You just discovered me now? I came here before everyone else, so...

I unilaterally declare that this is my territory, and you must pay protection fees when you come here."

The clown narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man: "Protection fees? No, you are here to arrest me... Are you from the Order Association?"

"This is a secret."

Riya raised the hand holding the cane and put it in front of his mouth to make a silent gesture. He imitated the clown's appearance just now and suddenly simulated the sound of an explosion with his mouth. The "bullet" in the clown's body suddenly surged with more tentacles, which looked like the dazzling effect produced by the explosion.

The clown widened his eyes, as if he suddenly understood something.

"People in the association disdain to use such polluting methods - are you a disordered person?"

"Yes, Mr. Clown, I came here to warn you that it is best not to cause trouble under the eyes of the secret keeper, otherwise even if you run to the mountains, they will not let you go."

"But now you don't have this opportunity."

Riya took a step forward, and countless tentacles carrying strong acid surged out from the darkness behind him, directly piercing the clown in front of him, and quickly corroded him into a carbonized body dripping black water.

The patient's body dissolved and finally turned into a pool of liquid, but Riya did not dare to relax at all, because at this time he found that the abandoned play equipment around him suddenly began to make noises.

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They seemed to have life and gathered towards Riya.

Riya tilted his head, a little confused: "Which meme's ability is this?"

He had finally found out the patient's nest whose main meme was crow, and came here to wait in advance, and did not intend to show up so soon.

However, this person suddenly asked the belly puppet in his hand to recite a certain prayer. When he heard the prayer, Ria suddenly had the urge to peel off the skin on his face again and destroy everyone's facial features.

The prayer mentioned "faceless".

At that moment, Ria knew that this matter was inseparable from the white mask. The murder could not be delayed until tomorrow, otherwise it was unclear what would happen.

"But why did I suddenly show up impulsively?"

This matter puzzled Ria. According to his personality, he should be more cautious and strive to kill with one move.

Now that the clown has turned into liquid, Ria doesn't have so much patience to waste with him. He simply took off his hat and took out a cup of sea bream mucus that was well stored by mythical creatures. He tilted it on the liquid and mixed the two thoroughly.

"Since you don't want to show up, I will sacrifice you to the abyss now."

I don't know if it was frightened by this sentence, the amusement equipment around him was completely silent, and the liquid underneath also seeped into the soil.

The clown ran away.

Ria also calmed down.

He saw that the other party had left the original note in its original place, so he picked it up and read it carefully.

After a moment, he suddenly sneered.

"My game has just begun, and you are so impatient."

Hunting is like fishing. Even if you are impatient, you have to patiently throw the bait into the water and wait for the fish to bite.

The bait thought it had escaped from the fisherman's hand, but it didn't know that the long line behind it was always being pulled by someone.

He wanted to see what the man in the white mask wanted to do.

...

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"

On a certain street, the clown covered his chest and kept pulling out those black tentacles, but they were still rooted in his body. The houses and roads around him seemed to start laughing at him, and the clown was so angry that he cursed.

"The disordered are just a group of arrogant lunatics who rely on the bird-beak doctor. If I hadn't been concerned about the plague doctor behind that person, how could I choose to escape.

But the plague doctor actually asked the disordered to catch me. Aren't they afraid that I would kill their patients?"

The clown became angrier and angrier. Seeing the garbage on the road, he kicked it away directly. There was a dog barking in the distance, which seemed to hit a poor stray dog.

"You seem very angry?"

A voice came from that direction. After a few seconds, the clown saw a creature running towards him.

It was... a dog!

This dog had no eyes, nose or mouth, its ears stood up high, and its tail was curled.

At this time, it shook its tail a few times, looking at the clown in confusion.

"Since you are not strong enough, why do you want to challenge all the keepers at once? Don't you know that you are asking for death?"

"Ah!" The yellow dog suddenly realized, "Is it because there are no extraordinary people in the church that makes you feel invincible?"

"How pitiful, you are hated and pitied..."

"I don't need a dog to pity me!"