Chapter 139 The One Who Tampered with the Prayer

"So our target is this clown?"

"Ouch. ♝♦ ♝♦♦"

"I can only ask the sun to protect him from changing his costume."

Riya's eyes caught sight of this man's bounty - 58,00,00, which means "fifty-eight silver coins."

Suddenly, the young man's eyes brightened a bit, and the eyes of the person in the portrait were no longer full of hostility, as if he was a close friend or relative who had been away for a long time.

"He is such a good man! Why should people hate him?"

Riya wanted to see the philanthropist now, but real hunters like to take action at night. Riya decided to wait for a while, and during this time, he chose to order a delicious dinner for himself and little Shival.

…

Stars have appeared in the sky, and the dark red of the sunset blends perfectly with the darkness of the night, almost taking away all the colors of the city.

Several children were running on the road. They had agreed to explore the abandoned park. Of course, the main reason was because some of them made a bet. This bet was related to where they would spend the night.

"What's so scary about an abandoned park? Is it possible that we'll encounter ghosts?"

"Stop talking, I feel like our lives are almost gone now!"

"You're just so timid."

The children rushed to the park, where many play facilities were abandoned and covered with red rust and dust.

A giant tire is tied under an iron frame. The tire was the children's favorite "swing". Now it is slowly swayed by the wind, and the iron frame on the top of the puller makes strange noises.

There are iron climbing frames, slides, trampolines with big holes in the fabric, and innocent graffiti by children, but now the graffiti has faded, and the paint is sliding down the wall to the ground like colorful tears.

The street lights next to the park seemed to be in disrepair. The lights flickered, and a few flying insects gathered below and flapped their wings.

A parasitic plant used the light pole as a big tree to rely on, but when it grew to a certain extent, it discovered that there were no nutrients that could be taken away from it, and it could only become withered.

The children were frightened almost as soon as they saw the environment here. They screamed with regret, cried and wanted to run home, but at this time, there was a "squeak, squeak" sound behind them. .

It was like the sound of a clockwork being pulled. All of a sudden, the hair on the children's bodies stood up. They turned their heads and saw the brightly colored clown under the light unpreparedly.

There is a long-nosed toy on the clown's left hand, which seems to be his new belly puppet. The sound of winding up just now also came from the back of the toy.

His right hand is holding beautiful balloons, each with a different pattern.

"Kids, would you like a balloon?"

"..."

By some strange coincidence, the children actually nodded as if they were lost. They were no longer afraid, but walked towards the clown, and each one got their own balloon.

"Do you like it!?" The clown's belly screamed strangely.

"like……"

The children nodded in unison, and the next second, the clown suddenly shouted "Crack!!!"

There was a popping sound from the balloons, and the children felt something warm mixed with solid objects splashing on their faces and clothes.

Only then did they discover that the sound of the balloon exploding was fake, not that the balloon exploded.

It was the clown who exploded——

In an instant, everything happened very quickly, and the air seemed to freeze for a frame, until something semi-solid slipped from a child's cheek and fell to the ground.

"Paji."

"Ahhhhhh-"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The children suddenly woke up, crying and shouting, looking crazy and running away with their bodies covered in filth and brightly colored fabric fragments flying after the explosion.

They also threw those balloons into the sky, and their respective patterns seemed to be mocking something vigorously.

"A bunch of stupid kids, how could I let you guys take away my paradise?"

Things on the ground regrouped, and soon the clown was back on his feet.

He walked towards the park, sat on the giant tire and swung his legs, holding a yellowed note in his mouth.

"What the people in the white masks left behind, what are those guys trying to do recently... I can't believe they threw the note accidentally."

As he spoke, the clown took out a flashlight from the inner circle of the tire and illuminated the note. He was somewhat surprised to find that it was actually a prayer about a certain existence——

[Chaos (crossed out) the supreme soul whispering in the depths of darkness,

Wandering around the world and witnessing the group of faceless (crossed out) uninhibited travelers who are obsessed with paper and gold,

The dark truth that rebuilds the bliss of nothingness and gives the joy of sinking, the incarnation of desire,

We sing the praises of desire,

A gift of flesh and blood (cross out with force) gold,

Praise without face

and the Lord of Trade. 】

"What is this? They changed the original prayers and added the suffix "trade" to the gods they believe in. Could it be that they have changed their beliefs again?"

The clown flipped the note back and forth and smacked his lips when he saw no other writing.

"This group of people is really boring. How can the original prayer be used even if it is slightly modified? Prayer is something unique to each faith. It doesn't matter if you make a single letter mistake."

"But they are all white masks. Why should I compete with the white masks?"

"Then the question arises again, what is the purpose of the people in the white mask giving me this thing? Just to show off their new faith?"

The Joker didn't understand at all. He didn't want to have anything to do with the people in the white mask. Those people never played cards according to the normal process, and every step could be unexpected.

But it must be said that their behavior successfully aroused the curiosity of the Joker. He really wanted to know whether this brand-new prayer could be used normally.

"It's ridiculous that those people want to use me as an experiment. I can't die easily, but I'm not a fool."

"You want me to test the authenticity of the prayer, then I have to disgust you and use the original prayer to wish your leader to reunite with the shining sun as soon as possible."

The Faceless Man that the White Mask Cult once believed in was very special. He seemed to be a fabricated god, but chanting his prayers could indeed attract his attention. This incident shocked everyone who had contact with the extraordinary at the time.

Those who believed in chaos spread the prayers everywhere, and no one could stop them. As a result, some people really got what they wanted after trying it, and became new believers of the White Mask in joy, with nothing on their faces.

People were very angry, but they could do nothing about them. Now, the Joker wants to try this plan.

He doesn't think that pollution will work on him, which may be due to his confidence in his strength and his affirmation of his own will.