Chapter 181 Seal

Even Ke Wen didn't expect the clown to be so arrogant.

They all floated up to him...

"Hee hee hee hee..."

The clown was not too serious about committing suicide. He stood in front of Coven, tilting his head and staring at Coven and Ryze, laughing constantly.

It wasn't until Ryze was laughing so hard that he couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to take action. 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, so as not to 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 then 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 softly: "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 the superiority of being a demon makes the Joker not care about how capable LeBlanc is.

He laughed again and said to Vladimir like a warning: "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 with an extremely bored tone: "I'm not that hungry! 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 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, Just innocent, unfortunate puppet toys~"

He took a step closer with a sick look on his face.

When Vladimir retreated in disgust, the clown chuckled plaintively: "Don't be so inhumane~ 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 extremely dangerous. He stared at Vladimir with vertical eyes 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. That 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, 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!

The clown at this time looked very cruel!

Although he avoided LeBlanc's vital point, he turned his wrist and twisted the dagger inside LeBlanc's 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 beginning! I shouldn't have killed the previous inheritor directly, but should have kept him to play with me. Game, otherwise, I will get countless happiness in these years~"

These words made LeBlanc's aura become dangerous.

Vladimir also glanced at the clown and said quietly: "Do you want to be my enemy?"

"I just want her anyway!"

The Joker continued to point at LeBlanc indifferently: "I need her to use countless clones to play with my clones! That will be many times more fun!"

"Then let's start a war."

Vladimir said coldly: "Anyway, endless years are a bit boring. In the following time, I will focus on destroying your fun in the game."

These words made the clown's smile freeze.

He struggled for a while, 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 instantly became extremely 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 softly: "Wei and Baobao, right? I smell their breath on you."

"so what?"

Corwin said casually without looking back, still overlooking the fighting on the street below.

The clown didn't pay attention.

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 think Kewen has some abilities.

A capable person should show some arrogance.

So the clown didn't care about Coven's attitude.

He continued to smile evilly and said: "Those two little girls are pretty good, 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. It’s a game.”

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 train 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 frozen in his steps.

Then she reminded: "Don't you have mirror magic? Wouldn't it be nice to make some mirror images of him?"

Finally he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

LeBlanc continued: "With your personal control, the little ones can get exercise without any safety risks."

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 his main target of torture.

He seemed to be standing there like a gentleman without interrupting 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 scary 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 to Coven's back.

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 from 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 dislocating, and the clown instantly became limp in Coven's hands.

The clown's body was casually left on 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 instantly appeared above the clown's body out of thin air!

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 it in 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. After seeing the strength of heroes, civilians will no longer have any delusions.

Therefore, Kewen set up 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 Coven 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, Corwin gave the clown an accusing look.

Then he flicked his wrist, causing a parallel world peer of a clown to appear instantly!

Joker II is not a clone, nor a clown from other parallel worlds, but a peer created by Coven.

Before Clown No. 2 could figure out the situation, Ke Wen quickly worked on him and adjusted the confinement circle in the opponent's body, limiting the opponent's strength to the numerical range of the bronze rank.

Then, Coven pushed Clown No. 2 and 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 into the arena of different levels, 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: "So I will arrange a good place for you. You wait in those battlefields. There will be countless challengers facing you in the future. When the time comes, you can toss your opponents however you want. Of course, the premise is that you I can beat those players."

The clown is confused, he still doesn't understand the situation.

Although it had been two days since he arrived in Piervotov, 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 at 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 It’s about preventing 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 not escape.

After everything was done, Ke Wen smiled and flicked his hand in the air, causing the images of parallel battlefields to quickly disappear.

Not far away, Vladimir trembled like no other...