Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 314 Old Child
The silent atmosphere condensed in the air, as if time had also been frozen, stagnating at this moment. At this tense moment, the scene fell into a dead silence.

Facing the blond-haired young man who had finished performing "Pigeon Big Bang", everyone in the crew glanced around and communicated with each other silently, but they didn't dare to speak.

Everyone kept their lips tightly shut, hoping to avoid any movement or sound that might attract threatening attention.

"Why don't you say anything?" Xia Xiu asked everyone present in an extremely distressed tone, as if he was very annoyed that his performance did not attract applause.

"Is my performance not clear enough? If yes, I will make a few more pigeons."

Xia Xiu raised the black top hat in his hand, and soon, two round [Holy Spirit Pigeons] jumped out of the top hat again.

"Cuckoo-"

The two [Holy Spirit Pigeons] did not fly into the sky, but stood on the ground like wild chickens. They first looked at their boss wearing the [Emoji Mask], and then turned their heads to look at Dennis Circus who was looking at them in fear.

"Goo!"

[Holy Spirit Pigeon] seemed to understand something, so they raised their furry collars, straightened their backs, and walked around in front of all the members of Dennis Circus in a show of power, while the crew avoided the two pigeons with a look of horror, for fear that they would explode in the crowd suddenly.

[Holy Spirit Pigeon] found that these people were very afraid of themselves, so they became even more embarrassing. They chased the members of the circus like children chasing a big goose.

"Ahem, sir, can you take back your familiar? If my fellows are just blown to death, it will be a very big loss to the entire Terra."

While the two rogue pigeons were enjoying themselves, a magnetic male voice came from behind. When the members of the circus heard this voice, it was as if they had found a backer. They all looked at the source of the voice.

A tall and straight man in a gorgeous red suit walked towards this side with a smile. His black hair was neatly combed, and the slightly wavy hairstyle showed a trace of fashion and personality.

"Captain, you are finally here."

The members of the circus all showed joyful expressions, and they automatically moved out of the way.

The head of the Dennis Circus, Cha, walked out of the crowd with a smile on his face. He stretched out his right hand and said to the blond youth:

"I am the head of this circus, Chapman Ron, you can tell me anything you need."

Xia Xiu stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Ron. When the two shook hands, he quietly put an anonymous bank card in the palm of his hand. When the two shook hands, Ron raised his eyebrows unconsciously.
Ron looked up and down at the blond youth, and the expression on the mask on the blond youth's face was like this:

(●''●)
"Captain Ron, my companions and I are honest people from remote areas. We left our hometowns to pursue our ideals. Our ideal is to become a pair of great circus stars. For this ideal, we have worked hard all the way and have been tempered. We have always yearned for Dennis Circus, so we came here specially to join the circus and fulfill our ideal."

Xia Xiu came as soon as he opened his mouth, and his tone was very sincere, which made Captain Ron stunned for a while.

Leaving other things aside, the other party's skillful 'bribery' technique alone doesn't look like an honest person.

Ron put away the anonymous bank card calmly, then considered his tone, and said to Xia Xiu:

"This..., the circus is a legal and formal circus, we will not recruit undocumented people and black households."

"What the troupe leader said made us look like bad guys. We are naturally good citizens with certificates. If we don't have certificates, how dare we apply for a job in the circus." Xia Xiu immediately replied dissatisfied.His tone was a bit aggressive, and it sounded like the anger shown by an honest person when he was slandered as a bad person.

"Ah this..."

While rubbing his anonymous bank card with his hand, Ron pretended to be embarrassed. He looked at the blond young man in front of him, and then at the plain robed man beside him, looking a bit embarrassed.

"It's because I haven't changed enough pigeons. I'll change a few more for you, leader. I can create more than ten more pigeons like this." Looking at the perplexed leader,
The blond young man raised the hat in his hand, and shook out a few round pigeons. This made Ron's eyelids twitch, and his face, which was originally full of confidence, froze instantly.

Both the stick and the carrot were given. If the two of them failed to bring money into the group today, then the head of the Dennis Circus should be replaced.

"Welcome, welcome, the two of you will be members of the Dennis Circus from now on."

Ron looked at the extra rogue pigeons, and decisively chose to give in.

Ron naturally knew in his heart that these two guys of unknown origin in front of him were very dangerous and would bring disaster to the crew, but he had no choice. He was just a third-rate thaumaturgy. If there were only four or five pigeons on the opposite side that could explode, he was confident that he could win easily, but now he was numb with so many pigeons on the other side.

Moreover, he has already accepted the other party's money, if he doesn't give face anymore, he suspects that he may have to confess here today.

"Ahaha, happy cooperation, happy cooperation." Ron said with an awkward smile.

"Captain Ron has made a wise choice. By the way, let's talk about the schedule for the next daytime show. My friends and I hope to be the starting lineup to show our magic tricks to the citizens of the dungeon."

Xia Xiu further showed Ron what it means to push an inch.

"..."

"Captain, why are you silent all of a sudden?"

"No, I'm just too...so happy..."

"That's good, without further ado, let's start discussing the program arrangement."

Just like this, the other members of the circus watched their head and the newcomer walk shoulder to shoulder into the circus discussion tent; Broly stood obediently outside the tent, like a loyal guard, his amber eyes scanned everyone present, and those who were caught by his eyes felt a chill in their hearts involuntarily.

This is a beast.

Everyone had the same thought in their hearts.

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The fifth hour of night.

Tours and Zhou Zhou came to the periphery of the Dennis Circus with four visas. Their arrival attracted the attention of the circus members.

The characteristics of the [pseudohuman] on the other party are very obvious, and the [Clock Tower] dominated by nobles is not very friendly to the [pseudohuman] group. They maintain a certain contempt for the alienated human beings. Most [pseudohuman] scholars are also rejected by the aristocraticism of [Clock Tower].

Tours has long been familiar with the strange eyes of other people around him.

In the human group, it is rare for Xia Xiu and the others to treat the [fake human] group with a normal attitude; the people here look at themselves with different eyes, which is the majority of the [false human] need to face.

However, the unscrupulous gaze of the circus members did not last long. When Broly came in front of Tours and the others, everyone lowered their heads in horror.

Of course there's a reason why the circus is so terrified of Broly.

Piccolo, the pillar of the Dennis circus, has one-sixth of the blood of a troll. He is more than two meters tall. He usually eats three or four people for a meal. He has a natural thaumaturgy of [hardening]. In addition to performing boulders on his chest, he is also responsible for guarding the gate of the circus. With Piccolo, ordinary people dare not provoke the circus at all.

And Piccolo, who was beaten by the man in the plain robe in front of him, was bleeding all over. When the circus found him at the door, Piccolo, who was usually fearless like a frightened child, burst into tears and shouted don't kill me, don't kill me.

Piccolo's arms were twisted into twists, looking very curious and horrified, and when the circus people transported Piccolo inside to heal, he happened to see Broly standing guard at the door, and then, his eyes turned white, his crotch turned yellow, and he fainted from fright.

Seeing this scene, others naturally understood who beat Piccolo into this appearance.

After understanding, they were even more afraid of the beast-like man in front of them.

At this time, Broly had already come in front of Tours, and he still said to Tours in a flat tone as before:
"Abraham has been waiting for you for a long time."

Broly still wears a mask on his face, and the expression on the mask is still like this:

(￣ ^ ￣)
Tours looked up at Broly who was wearing the [Emoji Mask], and he couldn't help laughing when he heard the other party's serious answer and this funny mask.

"Pfft-"

"Hahaha, this mask was given to you by Abraham, he is really talented!"

Broly: (￣^￣)
"I'm sorry, I didn't laugh on purpose. Normally, I don't laugh..." Tours covered his stomach with his hands and suppressed his smile.

He laughed because the contrast between Broly and the weird mask as a whole was so strong that he couldn't control his facial expression for a moment.

Zhou Zhou beside Tours was quite funny, he just glanced at the mask on Broly's face curiously, and then he explained to Broly:

"After the informant received the money, he really wanted to continue to increase the price. Tours and I gave him a little bit of trouble."

"Understood." Broly nodded in understanding, and he continued to speak to the two in a neutral tone, "Go in, Abraham will explain some of the last tasks, and later we will enter the Dennis Theater in the third district with the Dennis Circus to perform, and we just need a visa when boarding the plane."

"Yeah." Zhou Zhou and Tours both nodded at the same time.

Then, led by Broly, the two came to a separate tent, they opened the tent and walked in.

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The seventh hour of night.

Albion · 80km layer.

In the extremely dark room, there was a thick and gloomy atmosphere.The walls were stained a deep black, as if devouring the presence of light.There are no windows, no gaps for light transmission, only a faint light, reflecting the distorted shadows in the room.

The smell of the room was suffocating, filled with a rotten and fishy smell, which was chilling.

The ground is covered with old carpets, and there are eerie footsteps on them.There are various strange objects in the room, such as skeletons, black candles, and cult totems, which show strange shapes and tattered states; the walls are covered with black curtains, and the contents cannot be seen clearly, but an evil energy can be felt emanating from them.An ancient altar was placed in the corner, and candles burning with black flames were lit on it, and the flames were hideous and distorted.

In the center of the room was an old wooden table covered with worn red silk.

On the table lay an ancient book and some mysterious ceremonial objects, which exuded an indescribable evil aura.

The whole room was full of oppression and fear, as if there were invisible demons lurking in the dark.

"Human abilities have limits. I have learned one thing from my short life...the more you play tricks, the more you will find that human abilities have limits...unless you surpass humans." In this dark and deep place, the whispers of demons sounded slowly, like singing in the dark.

"What exactly do you want to say, Vlad III." An old voice sounded in the secret room.

The candles in the room flickered, reflecting the terrifying face of the old man.

The skin of this ugly old man was as pale as a corpse, and the wrinkles were deeply embedded in his face, as if the traces of time were irreversible.His face was distorted and ferocious, his eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and his pupils were deeply sunken, as if filled with endless darkness.

"Lando El-Melloi Archibald, you need youth, use [Cain's Mask], I can feel that my other instruments are gradually being shattered, and the brave is coming towards me, the evil dragon."

"I need to wait a little longer..."

"and many more?"

The sound of laughter echoed throughout the room.

"Son, if you can't do it today, you won't be able to do it well tomorrow, and you can't waste a day. You must make up your mind to grasp the possible things and hold them tightly. If you are determined, you will not let them escape, and you must implement them."

Listening to the mockery in his ear, Lando El-Mello raised his bewildered eyes.

"Can the devil speak the words of sages?"

"A person is like a child when he is old. This is just a superficiality. It takes a long time for people to realize that we have not grown up." The deep voice sounded again, he was not bewitching, he was just stating, "When we were young, we had nothing, but we were very satisfied, because at that time we pursued the truth and loved fantasy. Put on a mask, and give back your unruly drive, deep and painful creation, the power of hatred and the authority of love, and give back your lost youth."

"Yeah, I'm too old to just play, and too young to demand nothing." Lando El-Mello stroked a black mask, and he wanted to put it on, but his teacher's whispers kept echoing in his mind.

You must deny yourself!Be self-denying!

This is an eternal old tune, and this kind of hoarse singing can be heard at any time in the human life.

"Vlad III, have you seen [the miracle]?" Lando El-Melloi, who was stroking the mask, asked the void like a curious student.

"Although I heard the gospel, I lack faith; [miracles] are the beloved sons of faith... Maybe it's because my life is too monotonous, only endless regret and blood red."

There was a slight pause in his voice, and then he continued to speak to this elderly child who was thirsting for truth:

"The sun cannot stand the monotony of white."

(End of this chapter)