Chapter 237 Solar Eclipse

In this case, he might as well wait for Bucklowe to come back here, not only to see how angry he is, but also to steal as much of the audience's money as possible in advance.

He still hasn't fully recovered his memory, but he can already remain calm when facing everyone in the audience.

Bucklowe's revelation of his identity directly destroyed half of the memory seals in the abyss. It can be seen that the degree of mental damage caused by these things to Riya is not ordinary.

"The performance I want to perform has come to an end. If you don't pay the price now, the price will come to you later."

The audience members did not dare to make any sound when Riya looked at her like this.

They were motionless as if they were stupid. Riya was about to say something. Suddenly, he subconsciously turned around and stretched out his hand, catching a large group of flying tentacles with a "pop" sound. These tentacles lost their vitality and looked like A dead mass.

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Bucklowe appeared behind him again.

This man's face was not pretty, and he laughed angrily: "I knew it, I knew you were definitely not that easy to deal with, but it doesn't matter, I still have many ways to make people become idiots."

"Are you so obsessed with idiots?"

Riya thought to himself. The next second, he carefully checked the physical condition of little Swaar and found that its current condition was not optimistic at all.

Even though these tentacles were only a small part of little Sval's body, Riya still felt unusually angry at Bucklowe's behavior.

His face was expressionless, but the color of those unobstructed golden eyes was so intense that it could be called severe mental torture.

"I still said the same thing, why are you angry?" Bucklowe put his hands behind his back and walked around.

"You can't understand, and you don't have to understand my identity, but I'm still surprised. Faceless God, you actually want to play a guard. How can you succeed?"

"How can you protect others? Even if you lose your memory, it's hard to change your selfishness in your heart."

Riya: "That's why I said you are an idiot. You didn't realize that the cards in my hand were fake before. Just like you have many clones, I also prepared many counterfeit meme cards, and you were harmed before. I haven’t settled the account for my lost eyes yet…”

"What can you do, lose your eye again?"

Bucklowey looked at him with interest: "We worked hard to bestow upon you the faceless priesthood, but instead of performing the priestly duties, you repeatedly resisted. Even the most patient believer will lose his patience."

"But we are not the kind of duplicitous believers. Everyone knows that our devotion to God is impeccable. We can satisfy all the desires of the gods. We can help you become a true god-"

"No need to discuss."

Riya's tone was cold, leaving no room for rebuttal.

"Why?"

"You killed Shivall."

"Shivall, you mean that mythical creature? That's just a clone... No, that's not even a clone, they're just a bunch of dead tentacles."

"But to me, all the tentacles are Shivall."

Riya raised his hand, and a dark, feathered creature appeared instantly and landed on his hand. It quickly expanded in size and rushed towards Bucklowey. Bucklowey only thought Riya's method was ridiculous.

"You only have this ability, why don't you use your previous ability to kill me? Could it be that you don't have eyes to sacrifice?"

He hooked his fingers, and countless phantoms of people twisted into animals appeared on the table. They stared at Ria eagerly, as if they would tear him into pieces in the next second.

"These are the souls of my children who once died, and I collected them back."

"Then use the ability of the Curse Master to issue a curse using fifteen times the number of souls as a medium."

Bucklowey moved forward step by step, and those souls automatically dissipated into foam-like matter floating around, gradually turning blood red.

They keep rising, and rising, and at a certain point, the bubbles suddenly pause as if frozen in time.

Behind the scenes, a brown-haired man in his thirties pushed a wheelchair and lifted up a long cloth, glanced up at Bucklowe, and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

"You've gone too far, Hephaestus."

"..."

"A person with meme number four has the nerve to act like a patient who is performing meme number seven?

Stop it, he is not the target you are looking for at all. What you are doing now is completely meaningless and valuable. It will only fully expose your idle orphan mentality. "

Bucklowe was not surprised to see Evander show up. It seemed that the two of them had known each other a long time ago.

"Look who this is - the evil mentor. Even the prison of the Order Association can't contain your heart that yearns for freedom. It's incredible.

Haha, don't tell me you want to stop me, you are no match for me now.

It's rare that you have some free time. I believe you don't want to experience the feeling of having your consciousness torn apart and never seeing the light of day again. "

"Sorry, I'm too old to understand big talk. I just want to tell you that this person is my student. If you target him, you are trying to get in trouble with me."

"Student? Your student!?"

Bucklowey almost burst out laughing. Compared with Gawn's clone, his character was a little out of place, but they did share all the memories.

"Hahahahahahaha, I'm sorry, I heard you right, you still have students alive."

"Forget it, just treat him as your student."

The man was so happy that tears came out. He took a step back and looked at the red substances above: "We all have all kinds of thoughts. For example, I knew you would appear a long time ago, so why can't I be prepared in advance?

Why didn't I pretend to be fooled by you?

Why didn't I deliberately reveal my identity?

Isn't it very challenging? Everyone among us is full of suspicion and caution. Our behavior is like playing a big game of chess. Everyone will ambush their own chess pieces and try to win this game.

For chess players, my Lord Wumian is already a very potential winner, provided that he is really the faceless god."

"What do you mean?" Leah looked at Baclowei.

"You will understand soon."

Bucklowe said to Leah with a smile. He snapped his fingers crisply, and the tent on the top suddenly opened outward automatically like a petal, and the sky above was sunny, and the sun was located in the center opposite the top of the tent.

And now, a little black substance has appeared on the edge of the sun. It is this substance that makes Evander's pupils shrink suddenly.

Solar Eclipse!!!

"How dare you summon a solar eclipse?"

"Why wouldn't I dare?"