The Gentleman at the End

The connective mountain range at the main entrance of the Mysterious Skin Factory, between a certain mountain gorge.

Buzz!

A slick Abyss Black Worm tore, burrowed, and crawled out of space, landing on the ground.

Following that, more and more Black Worms drilled out and gnawed out a space large enough, carrying three beings of varying sizes from the deep of the space back to the world's surface.

Ah~ Just as William took a deep breath of fresh air and stretched lazily,

An Art was already hovering above him with a nodule halo, Sensing the 'son' sent out early.

Receiving the feedback, his entire face twisted into a gleeful smile, exposing his yellow teeth full of malice.

His greasy hand rested on William's shoulder, "As expected of our child, truly capable... already infiltrated up to the final gate, so I'll start taking action now~ If those Blood Folk chase out, please hold them off a bit, William!

Once I get the Qualification, I'll help you kill off these pests."

William waved his hand, "Go ahead! I've already felt weak space fluctuations, those Blood Folk seem to have seen through the Illusion Technique somehow, really impressive~ they should be returning to the world's surface.

Remember not to make too much noise, and you must move fast! Otherwise, once [Pierwina] located in the deep of the Skin Factory wakes up, you'll have no chance."

The smile on Art's face suddenly turned hideous as he stared at William,

"Thank you... for your concern! You two better stand further away, or you might get hurt by the Explosion."

He then began waving his hand steadily, as if saying 'farewell'.

After shaking his arm ten times, Art's body began bubbling madly, swelling, reaching a diameter of twenty meters in just a few seconds.

William also pulled Catherine with an Instant Step to another hill, watching everything from afar.

Bam!

A loud boom echoed through the valley, as Art ended his life in the form of 'Self-Destruction'.

Due to the obliteration of the main body, Art's consciousness automatically transferred to the tissue with the highest malignant tumor cell content, precisely the 'child' that had already infiltrated the Blood Folk base,

Because the Performance was delayed for a long time, and surprisingly there was the arrival of The Neisseria Ones midway, completely drawing the attention of the Blood Folk,

This gentlemanly dressed 'clown', incorporating Concealment and Proliferation, had already infiltrated to the top tier of the Skin Factory's "drying skin room", before the bloody gate,

The "Qualification" that Art dreams of is inside, he has been waiting for this day for too long, all preparations will be used here.

On the hill.

William watched Art's self-destruction, feeling how the 'child' at the top of the Skin Factory was completely taken over by Art, showing a satisfied smile.

Catherine beside him gazed at the Skin Factory with flower wheel pupils,

This time Catherine followed to perform, speaking very little,

Or rather, she had been Thinking, consistently Observing, encountering many confusing situations, especially the current William standing next to her.

"William, is it really okay to let Art Boss get the 'Qualification'?

He is the most unstable existence in the entire Old World, previously only restricted by the Boss's presence, once he gets the Qualification, no one can restrain him, his malice will spread to every corner of the World.

You humans will all develop cancer because of this, and will contract the clown Virus, just like [Yu City]. Although I don't care much, you'd feel uncomfortable, right?

What on earth are you Thinking? Is it really like you said, Art becomes king, you become the Circus's boss, the two cooperate to become the master of the Old World?

Will it really be that smooth?

Not to mention, the Boss hasn't truly passed on the leadership to you, after all, there's still Uncle Jian as a Candidate.

Even if you truly inherit the Circus, how can you ensure that Art Boss will truly cooperate with you, he's not the kind to willingly share with others."

William simply responded with a smile, "Yeah, will it really go that smoothly? If it doesn't go smoothly, what would the outcome be then?

Catherine, next is my personal Performance time, just watch closely."

At this moment, William also tilted his head to look at the sky, at the False Moon that had just arrived, smiling and waving to Lorrian above, as if signaling the other not to take extra actions.

Time did not pass long.

Buzz!

Bright white teeth bit and shattered space,

'Seven Marquis' Sloth, Envy, and Gluttony appeared simultaneously, with over ten Counts who had also reached the Silver Circle behind them, along with teacher Zede.

Naste drew a constantly bleeding dagger from below, pressing it directly against William's throat.

"Mr. William, why set an Illusion Technique below to confuse us, delay time? What's your plot?"

William looked surprised and raised his hands above his head, a speech with Madness Brain infiltration effects came out of his mouth,

"Ah? What Illusion Technique... impossible! The Circus Tent is completely torn, staying below cannot see the Performance, I first suggested that we return to the world's surface to await the Performance's end with you all.

The result was you said Glatoni could rip space to bring you back, so I went ahead!

Wait! Could it be that I was also influenced by an Illusion Technique? What exactly is Art planning to do? Right, he was also conserving his strength during the Performance, could this be for now?"

William's words, filled with abruptness and surprise, left Naste a bit bewildered, naturally noticing that the hideous clown was gone.

"What's the situation?"

"Look~" William pointed a finger up in the air towards the area where Art just exploded, "Art came out with me not long ago, didn't even say a word before he Self-Destructed, I'm not quite sure what he was planning... I'm just here awaiting the final showdown outcome.

Stop pointing the dagger at me, I've signed a soul agreement with the Great Emperor, can't act recklessly.

But that clown can't be defined, this guy is the most vile existence in the Circus, this collaboration is because he actively came to me after hearing I was planning trouble with you Blood Folk.

Suggest you all quickly head home to check, Art is one of the Circus's 'Three Giants', even I can't fathom his methods.

I don't want any more problems before the Performance ends, after all, I'm a pretty honest person ~ also wish the Great Emperor wouldn't have any bad views of me.

Everyone might deeply cooperate in the future, I'm also waiting for you to help me seize ownership of the Skin Factory ~"

The Blood Folk looked at the remnants left by Art's Self-Destruction, no time to think more, even though there are many problems in William's words.

Now they have to get back quickly, if anything really has happened above, no one could bear the consequences.

"Let's go!"

The Blood Folk each displayed their abilities, returning to the Manor.

Zede naturally did not follow, that was Blood Folk's business, unrelated to him.

"William, your way of speaking has changed a lot..."

"Teacher~ During Performances, one must fully embody the character, become the character itself, to achieve the best Performance effect.

This Performance has worn you out, teacher. Let me handle the rest myself.

Soon, the forces of the Monastery will arrive, I suggest you return to the Circus for now ~ wait for my good news."

Zede patted William's shoulder gently,

In the end, he chose to trust his student, disappearing with an Instant Step.

...

The deepest part of the Blood-colored Manor.

Enwei's Clone was sitting on the edge of the Manor's Observation Platform, observing the situation below, eagerly reporting the arrival of the [Neisseria Ones] and the situation where many Blood Folk were killed by brain domain to the main body upon its return.

But Enwei did not care about this matter,

With a gesture of one hand, the Clone dispersed into Essence Blood and returned to the body.

Even if the Clone didn't detect anything unusual, the three Marquises rushed to the top-tier drying skin room as fast as possible,

However, the blood-colored door here had already been squeezed open a gap by countless proliferating tumors.

A bad premonition instantly rose in everyone's mind,

Stepping into the drying skin room,

On the edge of the giant Blood Coffin, Art was standing upright, bowing to the hurried returnees, then fell backward,

Plunging into the coffin filled with ancient blood, completely submerging...