"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"
The bloody clown in the crystal ball laughed louder and louder, and the next moment he seemed to be ready to crawl out, which made the black-robed wizard look at him and made his hair stand on end. Even if he is a wizard, he has never seen such a weird thing. He threw the crystal ball with a shake of his hand.
"Snapped!"
With a sound, the crystal ball did not fall to the ground and break, but was caught by a person.
The black-robed wizard looked over, his breath stagnant, and he saw that the person catching the crystal ball was a clown, or a person dressed as a clown.
The opponent's body was a little thin, and he wore a clown mask on his face. The mouth on the mask was split to form an exaggerated smile. But the aura on the opponent's body was cold and dangerous. The black-robed wizard could even imagine that the face under the mask must be full of jest at this time, which was in sharp contrast to the smile on the mask.
"Who...are you?" the black-robed wizard asked aloud. As he spoke, he realized that his whole body was trembling. He was afraid, he was involuntarily afraid. The clown in front of him did not show any extraordinary power, but it made him feel as scared as a natural enemy. It was simply incredible.
But that's what it is.
At this time, the clown spoke and said to the black-robed wizard: "You can call me Jack. Of course, I prefer you to call me Mr. Clown."
"Mr. Clown? What... do you want to do?" the black-robed wizard took a deep breath and asked loudly.
The clown fiddled with the crystal ball in his hand. He did not answer the question immediately, but said to the black-robed wizard: "You must have been wondering why the crystal ball was damaged before. After all, you used it correctly. Here, I want to say sorry to you. The crystal ball was damaged because of some small tricks I did. And what I am here to do is very simple, which is to prevent you from reporting the necessary information to your superiors."
"You!" The black-robed wizard's eyes widened and his soul trembled. He did not expect that the clown knew more than he thought.
"Haha." The clown laughed and looked at the black-robed wizard, "You're surprised that I know your secrets, right? Actually, there's no need to be surprised, it's normal, because I've dealt with you a long time ago. "
"You... who are you?" The black-robed wizard took a deep breath.
"Let's put it this way, I am a remnant of the Black Spirit Empire that you once destroyed, a remnant of a failed experiment, a seed left by a great one. It is impossible for a being like me to confront you head-on. Past failures are lessons. Therefore, only when you fail miserably, will you do your best to clean up the mess.
To put it simply, it kills you so that you cannot spread the news to others. Although I know that it is difficult to keep matters on the East Coast secret for a long time, but I can delay it for a while. The longer you delay, the harder it will be for you and the better it will be for us. After all, most of your energy is taken up by the main continent, right? "The clown said slowly.
The black-robed wizard no longer knew what to say.
"Okay, okay." The clown said, as if he felt that the time was almost up, his eyes narrowed slightly, "It's time. Having said all that, it's time for me to send you on your way."
As soon as he finished speaking, the clown's hand holding the crystal ball tightened, and strangely enough, he saw the crystal ball begin to deform like mud, and was pinched by the clown into a dagger—a blood-red crystal dagger.
Grasping the crystal dagger, the clown stepped closer and stabbed the black-robed wizard in the heart.
The black-robed wizard's eyes widened and he tried to resist, trying to use the most powerful spell to resist. But he found that at some point, a force restrained him, making him unable to move at all. He could only watch the blood-red dagger pierce into his body and into his heart.
"Gurgling..."
The black-robed wizard saw blood flowing out of the wound. The blood-red dagger stabbed deeper and deeper, causing intense pain. At the same time, a force of fate on the dagger was injected into the depths of his body.
The black-robed wizard felt his life force passing rapidly, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred. The next moment, there was a "boom" and the world fell into darkness.
…
cave.
It was still an inconspicuous cave in the mountains hundreds of miles west of Shenlan Castle. The bonfire was burning quietly in the cave.
The corpses of the wizard Ellie and the wizard Gabe were lying on the ground, while the black-robed wizard stood stiffly between the two corpses.
He was holding a crystal ball in his hand, but it was not thrown out by him. There was light flashing inside. His body stood stiff and motionless, his expression was dull, his eyes were dull, and he looked like a soulless puppet.
Where the black-robed wizard faced him, a man wearing a clown mask stood.
The clown glanced at the black-robed wizard, shook his head slightly, approached the other party, picked up the crystal ball in the other party's hand, and crushed it with a slight force, with a "crash". Then he noticed something, turned his head slightly, and looked towards the entrance of the cave.
The next moment, footsteps sounded, and an old man in yellow walked in.
"How's it going, Jack, are you done? I hope you didn't mess it up?" The old man in yellow said as soon as he walked in.
The clown glanced at the other party and said without any tone: "Of course it's done. Do I make mistakes when I do things, librarian, Mr. Manhattan? Do you think it will be the same as before in the Royal Library of the Kingdom of Black Holy Mountain? Same?"
"I..." The old man in yellow opened his mouth and was speechless.
At this time, the clown grabbed one of the black-robed wizard's hands, carefully took off a black iron ring from one of the other's fingers, then took out a palm-sized wooden box from his arms, carefully put it in and put it away.
After finishing, the clown looked at the old man in yellow and asked: "How is the situation on the battlefield?"
"The battlefield has almost been processed, and everything that needs to be improved has been completed." The old man in yellow said, and then sighed softly, "But there is not much gained. I have seen the corpses, and almost every corpse is in my hands. All the iron rings were taken away. Many of the fingers were twisted. It seemed that the boy did not do anything, but used wind spells to forcibly ingest them, so the fingers were broken. From now on, this is all the harvest. ”
After speaking, the old man in yellow also took out a palm-sized wooden box from his arms. After opening it, he saw that there were about a dozen space iron rings inside.
The clown glanced at it and said softly: "That's okay. Since that boy has the intention to take away all the iron rings, it means that he knows what they are and how to use them. And it took us a long time to get them. If you crack one, you are far inferior to him, so why not let him take it away.”
"So, you think highly of him?"
"Of course." The clown said without hiding it, "That is to say, there was no him at that time, otherwise maybe the experiment would not have failed, and we wouldn't have to hide. Now that he has received the prize, it seems that he is preparing to go to the main continent. I think He'll probably give me a big surprise."
"Then just wait." The old man in yellow said, "I don't have many ideas now. I just want to go back to the library to rest. After all, we rarely go out for such a long time, and we are very unaccustomed to it."
"What can you do when you go back? Keep guarding the library?" the clown asked.
"Oh, can't I play chess with you?" the old man in yellow said, "After this period of time, I have studied your clown chess very thoroughly. From the beginning to now, my record with you is 123866 games. 59,234 wins, 64,021 losses, and 611 draws. I am confident that within five years, we will have more wins than losses."
"Is that so?" the clown said. He didn't think that the old man in yellow was talking nonsense. He suddenly blinked and said, "However, I feel that after playing for such a long time, clown chess has fallen behind. We should play a new one." The chess match wins or loses.”
"New chess? Do you have a new invention?"
"It's not even my new invention."
"What kind of chess is that?"
"Backgammon." The clown said softly, without explaining anything, and walked out of the hole with these words.
The old man in yellow stood there, slightly puzzled: "Backgammon? What is Backgammon?" As he spoke, he chased him out and disappeared together outside the cave.
Inside the cave, the black-robed wizard fell to the ground with a thump, and his whole body shattered like a piece of porcelain.