Chapter 172: Summoning Tamerlane, a brilliance that cannot be described in words

On the largest stage of the Monster Circus.

Under everyone's gaze, the magician Lu En smiled slightly. He took off the black top hat on his head, revealing a head of brilliant golden short hair.

His fingers flicked the brim of the hat lightly, and the hat opening suddenly trembled.

Snap.

Accompanied by a snap of his fingers, the first white dove suddenly broke through the air from the hat opening. It held a blooming red rose in its mouth, and the dew on the petals refracted fragments of light like gems under the spotlight.

Immediately after, the second, the third... countless white doves soared out of the top hat, each bird beak holding a rose, drawing elegant arcs in the air.

The frequency of their wing flapping gradually synchronized, forming a trance-like rhythm. The fragrance of roses and the freshness of feathers intertwined in the air. Finally, they formed a huge heart shape, then scattered one after another, dropping the roses, so that every rose landed precisely in the palms extended by the children below.

"What a beautiful rose; I want to give it to my mother. She is too tired!"

"If only I had a group of such obedient doves."

"Doves... delicious."

The children looked at the delicate roses in their hands and couldn't help but let out bursts of excited cheers.

And after Xia Mingyu confirmed that the roses in his hands were real roses and not illusions, he couldn't help but be stunned.

This kind of ability, how is it so similar to his ability, Magic Trick?

Could it be that this circus leader's professional protection is a real magician...

After the dove magic, the magician performed new magic tricks one after another.

Such as the displacement magic that swapped positions with the roses he conjured, the silhouette magic that cut off a piece of his own shadow with a hand knife and threw it to the ground to turn it into a pitch-black shadow wolf, the thief magic that took items out of a box from a distance...

And the most amazing time magic—after Lu En pressed the pocket watch in his hand, he threw a small ball into the air, and the ball actually took several minutes to fall slowly, as if time had been stretched.

Every magic trick made the children watching in the circus tent clap their hands red with excitement.

After watching these magic tricks, Xia Mingyu suddenly realized something.

He conjured a red rose and placed it on the ground beside him, then tried to activate the ability of Magic Trick and snapped his fingers.

Snap!

The next moment, he actually miraculously swapped positions with the red rose on the ground beside him.

Only after the swap, after several seconds, did he feel the information of the ability Magic Trick again.

It seemed that this space transfer ability caused Magic Trick to have a certain cooling time.

And this scene undoubtedly fell into the eyes of Lu En, who was performing magic on the stage.

A flash of surprise flashed in his purple-gold heterochromatic eyes, and he even stopped the magic in his hands.

After thinking for a moment, a faint smile appeared on Lu En's handsome face. He looked at Xia Mingyu under the stage with a smile and said:

"Sage, so you also know magic?"

His voice seemed very light, but it spread throughout the huge tent, making all the children and those deformed circus members look at Xia Mingyu.

"Just a little bit," Xia Mingyu said calmly.

"Then, are you interested in going on stage to show it?"

Lu En lifted the corners of his mouth and asked gently.

"Does the Sage also know magic? So looking forward to it!"

"To think I can see the magic performed by the Sage; this will be the happiest day of my life."

"Mom, you don't have to worry about me not being happy after you leave. I am really happy today."

Xia Mingyu: "..."

Looking at the expectant eyes of the children around him, he could only nod helplessly.

Seeing this, Lu En stepped aside, smiled, opened his arms, and signaled Xia Mingyu to walk onto the stage.

Meanwhile.

Luo Yi, Roland, Kalen, and Berg were standing quietly at the entrance of the circus tent, waiting for His Majesty's return.

When the lights in the tent went out earlier, they almost rushed in directly, but fortunately, the lights turned on again soon, so they barely stopped their steps.

"Captain, sirs, please sit down and rest for a while."

Gray, the Transcendent Rank knight responsible for patrolling here, sensibly moved four chairs and placed them at the entrance.

"How long is this circus going to last? It's almost dawn!"

Luo Yi, who had been standing all night, sat on the chair and let out a long sigh.

If it weren't for the fact that the circus leader was his own uncle, he would have rushed in to guard His Majesty's side long ago.

"Generally, at dawn, the circus will end the performance. Now it should take less than half an hour," Kalen judged, looking at the pitch-black sky above his head gradually fading.

Hearing this, Luo Yi's expression eased a lot, and he even stood up from the chair again.

If it was only half an hour, he could still hold on, anyway, he wouldn't let His Majesty see him waiting on a chair.

On the other side.

The Faceless ones lurking in the shadows of the square were already burning with anxiety.

Because the invisibility props they carried could only be used in the dark, and would fail once dawn came.

At that time, not only would they miss this opportunity, but they would also expose their identities and alert the enemy, making it difficult for them to have a second chance to assassinate the Sage.

"Captain, take action. If we don't take action, it will be too late."

"Captain, you don't want the mission to fail and be punished, right? I remember you are only one mission away from being granted a face."

The Faceless ones tried to move.

And the captain hesitated. On one hand, he was still wary of the Monster Circus because of the leader's warning before he left. On the other hand...

Every Faceless one, when being raised from childhood, needs to take a specific magic potion to erase their face, completely losing their appearance, identity, and even gender, leaving only a code that can be quickly identified.

For example, his current code was Qing-Er, meaning that among all the Faceless ones with green eyes, he ranked second.

For example, his current codename is Blue Two, which means that among all the Faceless Ones with blue pupils, he ranks second.

This was Qing-Er's dream, and also the dream of all Faceless ones.

After a moment of silence, Qing-Er took a silver divination compass from his pocket.

This was a set divination compass, which could divine the position of people with the ability to make crops harvest. A few days ago, the needle of this silver compass trembled as never before and pointed to the south, which meant that a harvest person who had never appeared before appeared in the Southern Region, and his harvest power might be beyond imagination.

Therefore, his one-hundredth mission had two contents: one was to kill the Southern Region Sage Xia Mingyu, and the other was to kill the harvest person who caused the silver compass to tremble.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

After the needle trembled for a while, it finally pointed firmly to the center of the circus tent.

Looking at the needle that originally pointed to Red Fox Castle move here, Qing-Er was stunned and suddenly realized something.

That Sage and the harvest person who caused the compass to tremble were actually the same person?!

Thinking of this, his blue-green beastly pupils suddenly cooled, cold and full of killing intent like a beast locking onto prey.

As long as he killed the Sage, he could have everything he dreamed of—face, identity, and... family.

The Faceless captain put away the compass, and the hand holding the poisoned dagger clenched tightly.

Perhaps, as long as he didn't hurt the circus members and only attacked the Sage, it wouldn't be considered provoking the other party.

Under the temptation of achieving his dream, the balance in Qing-Er's heart gradually began to tilt to one side.

At this moment, as the ink color of the night sky faded, the effect of the magic props that the Faceless ones used to hide their bodies gradually weakened.

Berg, who had been carefully guarding against the surroundings, suddenly had a premonition of being watched.

"Sensory enhancement," he silently activated his ability.

The next moment, the sound of the night wind blowing through the leaves, the laughter in the tent, the breathing of the people in the square... all poured into his brain and were analyzed and summarized.

In a certain position, there was extra breathing.

Without the slightest hesitation, Berg took an arrow from the quiver behind his back, nocked the bow on the Wind-Whisper Bow, and shot it toward that position.

Clang!

The moment the arrow was about to hit, a masked man in black suddenly appeared in a panic and dodged to the side, but he was still scratched on the arm by the arrow.

"Act according to plan!"

Seeing that he had been discovered, Qing-Er didn't hesitate, shouted, and then his whole body erupted with surging blue-green magic power, and the whole person turned into an afterimage and rushed toward the circus tent at extreme speed according to the direction of the compass needle.

At the same time, the three Morning Star Faceless ones in the team erupted with magic power and rushed toward Kalen and the others without fear of death, while the other two New Moon Faceless ones rushed forward with Qing-Er.

"Immediately get to His Majesty's side!"

Seeing the quality of Qing-Er's magic power, Kalen immediately realized that the other party's strength was even above his own. He and the other three erupted with magic power, anxious to keep up with the other party.

At the same time, Kalen immediately injected magic power into the Eye of Vigilance in his hand.

Clang, clang, clang!

The sound of swords clashing was endless.

Although the three Morning Star Faceless ones who came to block were soon solved by the four, they were still slowed down for a while, and could only watch helplessly as the leader Qing-Er used a dagger to cut through the tent curtain and rush into the circus!

"Hunting instinct."

"Cat shadow, eagle eye, snake thrust..."

After rushing into the tent, Qing-Er quickly locked onto the black-haired young man standing on the central stage. He activated all the abilities of the hunter profession in one breath, and like a surging blue-green stream of light, he rushed toward Xia Mingyu with a poisoned dagger.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

Xia Mingyu, who was bowing his head and struggling to think about what magic to perform, suddenly found that the Eye of Vigilance in his pocket trembled violently. As if having a telepathic connection, he looked up and caught a glimpse of the blue-green stream of light rushing toward him.

In an instant, he judged from the surging magic power and the terrifying speed that this was definitely not an enemy he could deal with alone, and it had even far exceeded the rank he was currently at.

"Tamerlane!" Without the slightest hesitation, Xia Mingyu immediately used the resonance ability to shout in his heart.

"I am here," a gentle and familiar voice came into his mind.

"My comrade, offer me your sword!"

Xia Mingyu raised his right hand and immediately activated the new ability "Share the Same Hatred" obtained after the 1.4 billion protection advanced to Morning Star.

The next moment, the golden-haired young man, as dazzling as the sun, appeared on the stage in blue pajamas, holding a sword, and appeared in front of him.

And the magician in the back, who was raising his hand to solve these three rude people and send them to the Avici Hell, also suppressed his killing intent for the time being after seeing this.

"You only have three seconds..." Feeling the rapid consumption of magic power in his body, Xia Mingyu said anxiously.

He knew that summoning Tamerlane would consume a lot of magic power, but it was too exaggerated to only maintain it for three seconds!

Only three seconds, is it really enough for Tamerlane to kill the three powerful enemies rushing in front of him?

"Enough."

The golden-haired young man smiled slightly, and while speaking, he gently pressed the tip of the sword in his hand against the floor.

"Corona Slash," he said softly.

The next moment, an incomparably dazzling and scorching light erupted from his blade, as if a rising sun was making the surrounding air begin to steam, and water vapor overflowed.

Qing-Er, who was rushing at extreme speed, immediately stopped his steps. He felt unprecedented terror from this endless white light. He wanted to turn around and run away, but it was too late. He could only watch in horror as the brilliant light drowned him.

Not only him, but the stage, the children and deformed circus members below the stage, and the tent cloth overhead were all drowned by this white light that poured out everything like a world-destroying flood.

Gentle gift: Your attack will not harm anyone you do not want to harm.

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