Peloris felt very uncomfortable all over her body at the moment, which made her want to break free of the chains and stay away from this place.

But she can't do it.

Can't escape.

For the first time, the girl felt hopeless.

The black clown didn't seem to notice anything strange about her, and continued to talk to himself:

"In this matter, we are indeed sorry for Mr. King. Wait, what I wanted to say at the beginning was that I was killed?

"Yes, yes, it was after I was assassinated by Mr. King. No, the word "assassination" is a bit weird. It was after I was killed by Mr. King. Just yesterday, my sister resurrected me and re-created me from nothingness.

Summoned back to this world.

"I don't know what my sister paid for this, but I know that this is definitely not a simple thing for her, so there is only one thing I want to express, and that is that my sister loves me very much.

"In order to love my sister so much, I must protect her and help her realize her lifelong dream."

The boy finally returned to the topic.

But, how is it possible?

resurrection?

There are indeed many magics in this world that can recall the dead from the underworld to the human world, but this magic itself is absolutely complicated, and the requirements for the time of death are also very strict. But when it comes to time, it may be that the Clown Queen has saved it early.

His soul, the ceremony was only performed yesterday.

The problem is that, according to what Black Clown just said, it seems that the siblings were once just two mortals. After accidentally entering Lower Wodun, they somehow stole the magic power of the Queen of Hearts in some strange way.

Even for a character like the Queen of Hearts who stands at the apex of legend, the resurrection spell is an extremely difficult and dangerous forbidden magic. Once used improperly, it is likely to cause huge harm to oneself.

If Steal was really just a mortal, how could he master such exquisite and dangerous magic in such a short period of time?

Not even a genius can do it.

And the last point is that resurrection magic below the gods will cause mental problems in the resurrected person, including partial amnesia and split personality, which are considered mild.

Of course, Black Clown's performance is not very normal, but compared to the cost of resurrection, his mental weirdness is still acceptable.

Moreover, Peloris believed deep down in her heart that whatever weirdness the Black Clown was showing now had always existed in him and was definitely not caused by some sudden soul collapse.

Now his soul is perfect.

The black clown was lying on the railing, smiling innocently like a child at Peloris:

"My sister is a good person, and all she wants to do is make everyone smile happily, stop worrying about all the terrible things, and endure endless pain and self-loathing."

Peloris asked:

"Those walking zombies who have lost their souls? I don't see any happy smiles on their faces."

The black clown replied:

"I've said it before, are sacrifices necessary? They are just the first generation of experimental subjects. Didn't you find that the Duke of Spades is much better than them? Besides, how do you know they don't like this?"

Peloris sneered:

"Why do I know they don't like this? Would anyone want to become a walking zombie?"

The black clown smiled inexplicably:

"No, if they reject the happiness we give them in their hearts, the change of happiness disease on them will be much weaker. In fact, there are a few such people.

"For example, Mr. Diamond One who is guarding the city gate now, after cutting off the head of Heart One, his clowning degree was greatly weakened, and he even returned from the late stage to the early stage.

“As long as a person rejects false happiness from the bottom of his heart, clowning will stop or even be reversed. In the end, it can even be cured.

"But so far, no one has been 'cured'."

Peloris gritted her teeth and opened her mouth.

But the black clown stretched out his hand and motioned for her to wait:

"Do you want to say that they don't know? Do you know about the clown army? Before the final transformation, we will make sure that everyone knows what they will become, and no one will flinch. Do you think they were deceived by us?

Yes, but in fact you simply cannot understand what they expect and what they will get.

"Ants don't understand why humans do so many meaningless things."

Peloris said:

"No, you are just sophistry. They don't know what is good for them at all, so they can only be manipulated by you to move forward."

The clown shook his head:

"I just pointed out a path for them to take. It's them who step forward. Do you think being good to them is higher than their free will?

"If you are right, then I have to be wrong.

"Because we are doing good to them while retaining their free will. You have no idea what we are giving them, right?

"If you look at it this way, how can you confirm that we are not really doing good for them anymore? Is it just because you see a little bit of the appearance?

"Do you really want to deeply understand everything we do, or do you just give up understanding what the high gospel has brought to people and what it will bring to all mankind just because of the resistance deep in your heart?"

Peloris said no more, but she was by no means convinced.

No matter what the goal, they went too far.

The King of Hearts even invited them to a banquet, provided them with food and shelter, and even offered them protection.

But they...

He killed his benefactor, tortured his people, and implemented crazy tyranny in his country.

The black clown tapped his head with his fingers:

"That's right! I almost forgot what I came here to do."

Peloris asked reflexively:

"What are you here for?"

Black Clown said:

"Sending you on your way."

He took out the key from his arms and slowly opened the cell door:

"Sending you on your way."

Peloris asked warily:

"Where are you sending me? Don't even think about turning me into a walking zombie like that. I would rather die than give in."

The black clown said in surprise:

"Become a walking zombie? Die?"

He walked towards the imprisoned girl.

Peloris felt that the oppressive feeling from before became stronger and stronger. She even felt that the air around her had solidified, and she could not even move an eyelash.

The black clown patted her shoulder:

"What are you thinking? You are Shana's daughter. Even if I didn't know it before, my sister has described her horror to me. I don't want to die before helping my sister complete the Supreme Gospel. Of course, it's best to complete it.

There is no need to die in the end.

"I mean, you're free."

The shackles on the young dragon slowly broke and fell off.

Looking at Peloris' disbelieving eyes, the black clown smiled very gently:

"Why are you still standing here? Your good friend Ha La is still waiting for you."

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