Chapter 794 Meeting the Lord

William had no scruples and sat directly on the turtle mount of old Nelson in front of everyone. This move also shocked everyone in the Knights of the Tumor.

 Mounts often enjoy the same status as their owners, and this is especially true for the mounts of the High Table.

As an outsider, William sat directly on it. This move not only surprised them, but also gave them a vague sense of inexplicable fear, a physical fear from a social level.

Not only that,

After William jumped on the back of the turtle, he even put a hand on the old man Nelson's shoulder. They had just met and met, and there was even a huge age gap between the two, but now they seemed to be quite close to each other.

This move even made Nelson a little uncomfortable, and he noticed that a fear was trying to sow seeds in his body, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the tumor.

 “A circus-imposed fear syndrome?”

"Huh?" William deliberately pretended to be stupid, "I suddenly forgot! Once I take the initiative to socialize with others, my fear will overflow. The performance during this period made it a little difficult for me to distinguish between reality and performance. I felt like I was acting at any time. Being conscious will release fear, I hope seniors don’t mind.”

Nelson also took the opportunity to ask, "Your circus has been collecting fears from all over the world recently, and depriving a large number of patients of their fears. Is this really good?"

“Only the weak will be deprived, and the strong will only lament the wonderful performance. Besides, the "World Infection" is about to be completed, the weak will naturally be eliminated, and a new patient system will be launched in the new world.

 What the circus is doing is more like sifting out the dregs of the old world and retaining the essence, so that these essences can enjoy the resources of the new world to the greatest extent possible.

 This is considered a good deed! You say so, Mr. Nelson.

Moreover, if the circus was really doing things that were not conducive to the development of the old world, the wanted order from the monastery would have been sent over long ago. "

 “You are so eloquent and good at explaining, Mr. William.

Although your circus seems to have no problem as a whole, the monastery has marked the "Clown House" headed by Art and the "Smiley Face Club" he secretly created.

Does Mr. William really have nothing to do with it? After all, Art is also a wanted criminal here. His malignancy is beyond imagination. He killed all the exiled cancer patients. "

“Art is really bad, and I often feel uncomfortable when I see him in the circus.

But I really don’t know what kind of association there is. Besides, if I were really related, the monastery would also issue a wanted order for me, wouldn’t it? "

“Okay, then we will naturally believe you.”

The turtle did not go directly to the gate of the cancer palace. Instead, when it was close to the cancer palace, it dived to the bottom of the lake and went straight to the inside of the cancer palace from a special passage at the lowest end.

 After a series of thorough examinations covering every part of the body,

Accompanied by Nelson, we took the only elevator that can go directly to the top of the Cancer Palace.

When the elevator door with a sliding membrane structure is opened, there is a long passage with multiple flesh-colored hanging curtains in front of you. The ground is also covered with a long red carpet.

ˆOddly enough,

There is obviously no wind here, but these curtains and carpets are squirming slightly.

“The Lord’s palace is at the deepest part, so be sure to pay attention to your words and deeds! What you are about to meet next is the most powerful Plague Lord in the old world today.”

William nodded, and then asked another thing, "Where's the gold?"

“Miss Jin has been favored by the Lord due to some special performances recently, and she happens to be in the palace today.”

"good."

 Old man Nelson said something and then took the elevator and left.

He is not worried at all that William will do anything dangerous, because anyone who sets foot in the palace is already under the surveillance of the Lord. At least in the entire old world, there is no one who can threaten the Lord.

Stepping deeper and deeper into the bright red carpet, he felt nothing but cold sweat sliding down William's ears and temples.

While wiping away the sweat, William also adjusted the sterling silver glasses covering his right eye to cover what was inside as much as possible.

Every time I reach out to lift the red curtain, I feel like I am being swallowed up gradually.

There were no guards along the way, but I felt that my whole body was exposed, as if the Lord had completely seen him.

William came to the old world, and the plague masters he met face-to-face were [Duke], [Sheep Mother] and [First Dead].

 It goes without saying that the Duke is almost stress-free and approachable.

The mother of sheep is in a disabled state due to injuries from the war, and she is also friendly to William, the offspring who helps the sheep develop and evolve.

 At first, the deceased was only in the depths of death. It was unfathomable, but it did not make William feel very dangerous, and it was considered friendly. But it is different now,

William could feel that the Cancer Master was on guard against him, and even had a certain amount of hostility towards him. If he didn't pay attention, he might really die from this.

When the eighteen curtains were opened one after another, the field of vision immediately broadened, and the narrow passage was completely opened, showing the real "Lord's Palace".

In front of him are the upward arc-shaped stairs, which continuously lead William's vision to the highest point, where a 100-meter round bed is displayed.

Kim Almeida, who had a red lotus birthmark at the corner of her eye, was kneeling on the bed. Her taut muscle hands were pressing with all their strength on a mass of indescribable soft sarcoma tissue stacked on the bed.

 It feels like kneading dough.

Each pressing is releasing red lotus energy, causing some kind of internal explosion to achieve a sufficient massage effect.

Looking along the front end of this pair of sarcoma tissue, you will find that the sarcoma slowly transitions into human thighs and waist and abdomen structures, and above it is the normal female upper body.

She was shrouded in a flesh-colored reddish silk dress, and her head was covered with a red fabric similar to a hijab, making it impossible to see her face clearly.

in addition,

A large number of feathery structures similar to cloth belts and silk extend from the woman's back, covering the bed, connecting to the roof and spreading around.

 The curtains that William had lifted before, the carpets that he walked on, and any leather structures that he saw along the way were all her wings.

 “I’ve seen the Lord!”

There was no sound coming from under the red hijab, but instead there were waves of strange shock waves.

These shock waves immediately caused a kind of directional canceration when they came into contact with William, causing the area on the back of his hand to begin to grow and evolve into a plump and **** red lip and a complete vocal structure.

　　A sound that is quite female-identifiable also comes from this temporary mouth.

"You are William. I have often heard Jin talk about some of your deeds. It is incredible that a human being can reach this point. You even came into contact with threats from outside the territory in advance, which is very good."

 “It is an honor to be praised by the Lord.”

“We have a special attendant here. Last time we specially arranged for him to go to Lupu and watch the whole performance at the performance.

According to him, among the actors participating in the performance, there was an actor named 'Yi' who looked very similar to you, or even exactly the same, and he almost tied with Art in the final performance. I wonder if this Mr. Yi is the same as you. what relationship? This time I came to the Cancer Palace. "

“Mr. Yi and I are one body, and we can split into two to fight together against the conceptual threat from outside the territory.

I lost my eyes, and Mr. Yi, who is good at close combat, lost his entire lower body and part of his internal organs. He is in extremely poor condition and is trying to find a way to retrieve the concept from the depths of death.

I sent my most trusted deputy to follow Mr. Yi to find a way, but I don’t know where he went.

If your lord wants to see Mr. Yi, we will definitely make time to see you next time when he returns. "

“Well…it’s a talent to be able to push Art to that level. Remember to bring him over next time, so let’s talk about your problems when we meet this time.

To be honest, despite the Duke's guarantee, I personally don't believe that there is any 'threat' that even the invaders are afraid of.

 Show me the so-called ‘concept of evil’ you got and let me see how dangerous it is. "

"yes."

William did not retain anything, and decisively took out the storybook and opened it.

 Jin immediately stopped the massage, raised her head for the first time, and looked at the corner of the wall warily. There was a threat that she had never felt before being released from there.

 The eyes slowly reflected a woman wrapped in a windbreaker.

 Just when Jin was preparing to meet the enemy,

Shock waves once again came from under the Lord's hijab, affecting the evil woman projected in the storybook. The latter immediately began to swell and eventually turned into mud on the ground.

Even the book in William's hand had multiple tumors growing out of it, which was somewhat similar to Art's previous method, but more sophisticated and concise.

"It's really interesting that this kind of 'conceptual' product can be released through the words in the book... It seems that what you said is true. This book will not be able to have a real effect in your hands. If this If there are many story carriers, it will indeed be dangerous, but it will also be very interesting.

Since you brought something interesting, you are eligible to get laid. Come on, William Behrens. "

 (End of this chapter)