Chapter 375 - 374. Life Potion
The silhouette of a man appeared in the doorway.
"So shall we begin our requiem? HAAHAHAHAHAHA"
He was tall and rail-thin, dressed in a garish multicolored suit with oversized shoes and white gloves. His face was caked in paint—blue tears beneath crimson eyes, and a bright red smile stretched from ear to ear, painted so thick it cracked when he grinned.
He stepped into the room, arms outstretched.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" he exclaimed, spinning on one heel. "Welcome once again... to Fun Streak Island! Where your smiles are my delight!"
He snapped his fingers.
A group of masked assistants, dressed in checkered uniforms, rolled in metal carts covered with red cloths. One by one, the cloths were pulled off—revealing rows of syringes, branding irons, and some weird strange tools.
They moved the Captives on a wooden Horse device.
The captives squirmed in terror.
"Now now, don’t look so glum!" the clown said, walking between the bound prisoners. "You’re about to become stars in my next performance."
He paused before a tall elf woman with golden hair matted by blood and grime. His painted grin widened.