Even Ke Wen didn't expect the clown to be so arrogant.
They all floated to him...
"Hee hee hee hee..."
The clown was not too serious about seeking death. He stood in front of Coven, tilted his head, stared at Coven and Ryze, and kept laughing.
It wasn't until Ryze was laughing so hard that he couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to take action, then the clown teleported away.
He probably sensed the magic rising in Ryze's body, so he didn't want to start a battle with a strong man like Ryze as soon as possible, which would disturb the fun of the game between him and the heroes on the street.
The Joker teleported to the vicinity of Vladimir, looked at LeBlanc and asked: "Is she the blood servant you raised? One of my tribe~"
"I don't have the courage to act like you do..."
Vladimir glanced at Coven covertly, and then said quietly: "Leblanc is my partner, and we have gotten along very well for hundreds of years."
"oh?"
The Joker looked at LeBlanc again. Now that he had the word 'hundreds of years', he would no longer treat LeBlanc as an ordinary magician.
But because of his sense of superiority as a demon, the Joker doesn't care how powerful LeBlanc is.
He laughed again and said to Vladimir like a policeman: "So, are you here to grab food?"
As he spoke, the aura of hostility gradually grew stronger from the clown.
Vladimir secretly cursed an idiot in his heart, and said in a bored tone: "I'm not as hungry as you! I just came over to take a look after feeling your breath, and I have no interest in intervening in your so-called hunting game! Besides!"
Vladimir raised his voice slightly as if on purpose.
He emphasized: "I am not a member of your race! I am a human being! My ability is inherited from the star spirit of death!"
"Hee hee hee hee..."
The clown smiled weirdly, and then he fiddled with the bell on the tip of his hat and said: "So we are the same race~ I am not a born devil. Before inheriting this power, I was just a poor, innocent creature.
Yeah, it’s just a puppet toy that’s unfortunate~”
He took a step closer with a sick look on his face.
When Vladimir retreated in disgust, the clown chuckled sadly: "Don't be so unhuman~ We are truly the same race. Compared to the one wearing a woman's skin, and that stinky catfish,
We should get closer~"
"certainly!"
The clown changed his face in a second, and his tone became dangerous. The boy stared at Vladimir and laughed softly: "The premise is that you can't interfere with my fun of the game!"
"rest assured."
Vladimir proudly clasped his hands behind his back.
He watched the battle on the street below, and said in a tone of gloating: "I don't have such childish hobbies as you. I only like to collect those noble human beings and make them into works of art before they deteriorate.
The noble humanity is preserved.”
"Eh hee hee hee..."
The clown licked his lips with satisfaction: "Then there will be no conflict between us, my kind~"
After saying that, he looked at LeBlanc again and asked in an expectant tone: "Woman, do you want to join my game? Don't worry, I will love you as much as I love Xiaona, and I will never let you get hurt~"
"I reject!"
LeBlanc responded coldly: "And I have a suggestion, you'd better know when enough is enough."
"Hehe, your words are really nice~"
The clown said something with a smile and suddenly disappeared in the next moment.
He blinked and appeared in front of LeBlanc, with the tip of his nose almost touching LeBlanc's nose.
At the same time, he grabbed the dagger in his hand and stabbed forward quickly, stabbing the poisoned dagger directly into LeBlanc's abdomen!
At this time, the clown looked very cruel!
Although he avoided LeBlanc's vital point, he turned his wrist and twisted the inside of LeBlanc's lower abdomen!
However, LeBlanc didn't even let out a scream.
She just tilted her head back slightly and gave the clown a teasing look.
The next moment, LeBlanc's figure suddenly turned into a phantom and disappeared.
When she reappeared, LeBlanc had already stood on Vladimir's other side.
"Oh? Hahahaha~"
The clown laughed happily, and he immediately said to Vladimir: "Fellow, I can grant you a request, but I want her!"
The Joker pointed at LeBlanc, and said in a very expectant tone: "Look, the inheritance of phantom magic! I was too impulsive at the time! I shouldn't have killed the previous inheritor directly, but should have kept him to play with me.
Games, otherwise, I will have the joy of counting in these years~"
These words made LeBlanc's aura become dangerous.
Vladimir also glanced at the clown and said in a low voice: "Do you want to be my enemy?"
"I just want her anyway!"
The Joker continued to point at LeBlanc without any intention: "I need her counting clones to play with my clones! That will be many times more fun!"
"Then let's start a war."
Vladimir said coldly: "Anyway, there will be some chatting at the end of the year. In the future, I will focus on destroying your fun in the game."
These words made the clown's smile freeze.
He struggled a lot, but had no choice but to give up!
He just hopes to survive by hunting games. If Vladimir really intervenes, then he may never enjoy the fun of hunting and torture again.
Thinking of this, the clown's mood suddenly became strange!
"snort!"
He snorted heavily and let out a little of the devil's breath from his body.
But in order to avoid a real war with Vladimir, the Joker took back his aura and murderous intent.
He can only vent his anger!
No longer paying attention to Vladimir and LeBlanc, the Joker looked at Coven again!
"huh huh huh huh……"
He smiled sinisterly.
While walking forward slowly with an oppressive aura, the clown laughed in a low voice: "Wei and Baobao, right? I can smell their breath on you."
"so what?"
Coven said casually without looking back, still overlooking the battle on the street below.
The clown didn't notice.
Although in his perception, Ke Wen didn't have any extraordinary aura about him.
But if he can stand with that purple-skinned bald man who makes people feel dangerous, then I guess Lai Kewen has some abilities.
It is also appropriate for a capable person to show some arrogance.
So the clown didn't understand Coven's attitude.
He continued to smile evilly and said: "Those two little girls are quite capable, but I can see that they have not fully demonstrated their abilities, so I need your help~"
The clown slowly turned the dagger in his hand and said in a kind tone: "Don't worry, kid, I won't let you die right away~"
"You will only be slightly injured at first~"
The clown made a slit with his little finger.
"I need you to fuel their anger."
His voice became very expectant: "That way, they can use all their strength to let me enjoy the fun of this game~"
Hearing this, Kewen finally withdrew his gaze.
He raised one eyebrow and squinted at the clown who continued to approach.
"Kevin?"
Ryze's voice sounded.
He asked in a voice that seemed to be suppressing a smile: "Do you need me to do anything? It's very late, and everyone is on their way here. I think it's better to end the chaos here as soon as possible. After all, there is still tomorrow.
What about the competition?"
He pointed to Galen, who was roaring and fighting below the street: "I'm worried that it will affect the players' performance tomorrow."
These words made Ke Wen hesitate.
He looked back at the street below and said with a slightly helpless tone, "But the girls haven't learned their lesson yet."
"Mr. Quinn."
LeBlanc interjected.
She also said in a slightly smiling tone: "Are you planning to exercise those little guys down there?"
"That's right."
Ke Wen nodded and admitted: "The children have become more capable, and their hearts have also become bigger. We cannot let them be proud and complacent."
"Then you can do it yourself."
LeBlanc cast a teasing glance at the clown who was stunned.
Then she reminded: "Don't you have mirror magic? Wouldn't it be nice to make some mirror images of him?"
Finally I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
LeBlanc continued: "With your personal control, the little ones can get exercise without any risk of safety."
Ke Wen was stunned.
He really didn't expect that there was such a way!
It's all because he's been too lazy and doesn't want to do anything himself.
After being reminded at this time, Kewen finally came to his senses!
He knows how to temper those immature heroes!
Ke Wen was in a good mood because of this!
He looked at LeBlanc with a smile on his face: "Thank you, you are welcome to settle in the Twin Cities, but the premise is that you must abide by the rules here."
"That's natural."
LeBlanc also smiled charmingly, and she gave Ke Wen a slight breast-stroking salute: "I will make the people in the organization very peaceful."
"very good."
Ke Wen nodded with satisfaction and looked at the clown who was a little confused about the situation.
The clown was a little confused at this time.
He didn't understand why he suddenly became transparent?
Of course, he was also suffocating in his heart the anger of being slighted!
He became emotionless, but in his heart he had already sentenced Ke Wen to death!
The Joker is preparing to make Coven the main target of torture.
He seemed to be standing there like a gentleman and not disturbing the conversation among everyone, but in his heart, he had already thought of all kinds of tortures to torture Ke Wen!
At this time, seeing Ke Wen looking over, the clown showed a terrifying smile again.
He grinned and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm just going to push you down first, someone will catch you, of course~"
The clown teleported behind Ke Wen.
He stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Don't forget to call for help~"
Snapped!
A very clear slap sounded!
Ke Wen responded with a slap, sending the clown flying away.
Then he changed fanning to grabbing!
Before the clown's body could fly away, he grabbed the opponent's ankle!
With a flick of his wrist, Ke Wen shook the clown's body like he was disassembling the skeleton of a snake.
There was a sound of "Galala" bones being dislocated, and the clown Kewen's hands instantly became limp.
The clown's body was casually thrown to the ground by Ke Wen like a rag.
The pain of the collision finally brought the clown back to his senses!
Without enough time to think about why things turned out like this, the clown immediately released the red mist and began to heal himself!
But how could Kewen give the other party a chance?
He raised his sword and waved it slightly at the clown.
More than a dozen slender energy lightsabers appeared out of thin air over the clown's body in an instant!
As Coven pointed his sword at the clown at last, those small golden lightsabers stabbed down quickly!
Each lightsaber pierced a magic node in the clown's body, and then the lightsaber turned into a restriction, and the restriction formed by other lightsabers created a full-body confinement array!
Finally, Coven commanded a ball of light the size of a small fingernail to land on the clown.
That is a very weak rule force.
Its nature is time and its effect is eternity.
In this way, the confinement circle in the clown's body will not be destroyed by the opponent's magic power!
After doing this, Kewen raised his hand and grabbed the air beside him.
An overlapping scene suddenly appeared in the space. On the opposite side were those parallel world battlefields created by Ke Wen.
Coven reclassified those battlefields.
Gladiatorial events in the future will not have as many applicants as they do now. Having seen the strength of heroes, civilians will no longer have any delusions.
Therefore, Kewen divided those battlefields into bronze groups, silver groups, etc. according to different ranks.
After setting it up, he opened his hand to the clown, causing the clown to automatically fly into his hand.
At this time, the clown finally discovered the changes in his body.
He screamed in disbelief: "What did you do to me?!"
The scream was so loud that Kewen quickly looked down at the street.
Fortunately, the explosion caused by Jinx was too loud, and the young heroes did not notice what was going on here.
Putting aside his worries, Coven gave the clown a reproachful look.
Then he flicked his wrist, causing a parallel world peer of a clown to appear instantly!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Clown No. 2 is not a clone, nor a clown from other parallel worlds, but a peer created by Ke Wen.
Before Clown No. 2 could figure out the situation, Ke Wen moved faster and adjusted the confinement circle in the opponent's body, limiting the opponent's strength to the numerical range of the bronze rank.
Then, Kewen No. 2 Clown pushed him directly into a battlefield.
Then he repeated this action, causing one peer to emerge from the clown's body.
While sealing the strength of those peers and throwing them to different levels of competition, Ke Wen was in a good mood and explained the clown's identity.
"Don't you like playing games? Don't you like killing and torture?"
He chuckled lightly: "So I will arrange a good place for you. You are waiting on the battlefield. In the future, there will be countless challengers to face you. When the time comes, you can toss your opponents however you want. Of course, the premise is that you can fight
Better than those players."
The clown was confused, he still couldn't figure out the situation.
Although it had been two days since he arrived in Pilvoorv, the clown was busy looking for prey and was unaware of the situation in the arena.
So even if Ke Wen explained it, he didn't understand what it meant.
Ke Wen was too lazy to talk nonsense.
After throwing the ninth peer into the battlefield, he pointed to the last battlefield and said with a smile: "Okay, it's up to you to guard this last battlefield of the strongest king. Remember, your mission is
Prevent your opponent from winning and the rest is up to you."
After speaking, Ke Wen did not wait for the clown to respond. He shook his hand and threw the clown into the battlefield. He also changed the rules of the battlefield so that the clown could escape.
After everything was done, Ke Wen smiled and flicked his hand in the air, causing the images of parallel battlefields to quickly disappear.