People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

"Wow! It's amazing! I can actually swim in the light?"

"Gluck cluck..."

Daqian was pleasantly surprised to wander in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if a mermaid was swimming in the ocean of light.

The giggling and laughter are also incessant.

On the carriage, the generous clown king folded his hands behind his head and was lying on the roof, admiring Darcy who was swimming around the carriage.

Like a pious old servant, Hyman drove the carriage silently.

Even if the heart is turbulent! ! !

Not long after, Darcy, who had just become a superhuman, exhausted her spirituality and finally landed on the top of the carriage, looking at Mr. Clown with surprise.

"Your Majesty, this power really suits me!"

"Like it?"

"like!"

Da Qian nodded solemnly, her delicate face was flushed after exercise, and she could still see a little bit of sweat on the tip of her nose.

Following the clown king was simply the wisest choice she made in her life.

No one knows how crazy her experience was during this period.

She followed His Majesty the Clown and did countless crazy things that she only dared to imagine in novels and in the middle of the night.

They gallop in the starry night and sleep in the wilderness;

Saw hordes of ghouls roaming the wilderness;

I also saw caravans go shopping and licking **** gangsters;

He also kicked open the door of the noble mansion in the middle of the night, dragged the fat pig-like finance minister to the soft couch while the lascivious lady wrapped in a bath towel screamed;

The gold coins and precious stones that countless nobles regarded as their lives were treated like stones by them and sprinkled all over the crowd.

Countless people chanted the name "The Clown King"!

Da Qian dared to swear that the experience of these ten days was ten thousand times more wonderful than her twenty years of life!

Especially today, the generous clown king sprinkles more than a dozen extraordinary characteristics on the street.

He also generously gave her a share.

This power called [Daywalker] made her surprise, scream, and go mad!

"nice! You love it."

The clown king smiled and raised her chin lightly, as if meeting for the first time.

Daqian, who was already extremely excited, suddenly became more and more short of breath.

Blushing flushed, a flush of blush appeared on her face.

"Do you know why I chose this power for you?"

Darcy shook her head lightly, only to feel that the clown's voice was extremely erratic, making her whole body hot.

"All the gifts from fate have already marked their prices in secret! My kitty, your future will run wild in the greed and pursuit of all beings, never ending."

Daqian's face was hot: "I, I would like to follow you forever."

"Really? I hope you don't regret it!"

Mr. Clown laughed.

He does not mean that.

The old wizard Heyman, who was driving the car, was shocked when he heard the words, and the chill penetrated into his bone marrow, as if he was about to freeze his soul!

……

……

After the clown king left, Croft was in a mess!

The streets are not cleaned and the shops are no longer open.

The doors and windows of every household are closed, and the people who are eager to get rich are frantically printing and copying the evil scriptures.

There are only the little officials who are foxes and tigers, going from house to house to search for gold coins and magic scriptures.

The people who have heard about it for a long time have no countermeasures?

There are many evil scriptures, just hand over a few life-saving cards;

As for the gold gems?

Who saw me pick it up?

What, the Dong family reported it, and the Western family exposed it... Your Excellency, you are wronged, this is a frame-up, a frame-up!

People who are eager to get rich will eventually taste the bitter fruit of the collapse of the order.

That is bread that no amount of gold can exchange;

Those are the evil scriptures that will be as cheap as withered leaves under the crazy printing.

However, under the huge market demand, these will take time to breed.

To make it perish, it must first make it mad.

At this time, madness is still the main theme of the city where the clown king has passed.

In this crazy city, the dilapidated Dubois Tavern is one of the few places still open.

The damp and fetid hut was crowded with treasure hunt lessons.

Somebody wears a wizard's robe;

Someone stinks like a corpse;

There are also people who look like old farmers, with simple and honest smiles on their faces.

"Damn, it's too late! When I arrived, that unlucky guy Tate was already hanged on the beam! Damn, his cub was crying at me, didn't I kill him? It's just bad luck!"

"Tate also picked up extraordinary characteristics?"

"You know him? Local?"

"That's right, but unfortunately I bet on Archibald, who would have thought that His Majesty the Clown would go to a place where birds don't shit?"

"Let me tell you, the more a place where birds don't shit, the richer they are. Those **** nobles have already sucked up the city!"

"It's still His Majesty the Clown who sees it thoroughly!"

"According to this, you can't find a wealthy place in the next city?"

In the tavern, the sky is full of boiling.

A group of clown followers who fluttered in the air, exchanged their experiences with impunity.

Of course, there are people who are alcoholics and those who are taciturn.

Butcher Treyton is one of the silent ones.

He has followed him all the way, and several near-death experiences have made him grow a lot.

Lies, fraud, poisoning, sneak attack, curse killing... Countless stories told by businessmen who were only heard in teahouses happened to him.

Fortunately, he has already become an extraordinary person, otherwise he would have been in the wilderness and become the ration of ghouls.

These experiences made him realize the size of the world and his desire for power.

His Majesty the great clown is the source of his power.

Although he lacks knowledge, he also realizes more and more deeply from his mouth how precious the magic scriptures sprinkled by His Majesty the Clown are.

Also realize the rareness of extraordinary characteristics!

It is a matter of luck to find a ghoul that has nurtured extraordinary characteristics by mistake like him.

More often, in the endless summons, they died of accidents, or collapsed in the economy.

As for hunting other supernatural beings?

Without complete certainty, who would dare?

Who can 100% confirm the extraordinary characteristics and realm of the target?

Thinking of the world that His Majesty the Clown showed him, Clayton sighed in his heart, full of complexities.

He put down his wine glass and was about to rush to the next city when he heard a "bang" and the door of the tavern was suddenly slammed open.

The hustle and bustle of the tavern was suddenly silent.

Countless people followed the sound.

I saw a carrion crow who liked to hear the whispers of ghouls, crashed into the tavern, landed on the shoulders of a young woman, and screamed.

"The Blasphemer appeared in Black! The Blasphemer appeared in Black!"

As soon as the news came out, there was an uproar in the tavern.

The clown followers couldn't sit still any longer, and "Hu La La" swarmed out.

Including Clayton.

However, he did not go to Black.

Instead, under the cover of the night, following the stench of human beings, he hung behind the young woman who was raising carrion crows.

Not long after, the woman walked out of the city and suddenly stopped.

"My friend, after being with me for so long, is it a long night and you want to be intimate and quench your thirst?"

These words of tiger and wolf drove Krydon out of the darkness.

He looked at the woman vigilantly and asked in a deep voice:

"The direction should be Blake, but I don't understand, why did you announce it?"

"Announce it? Oh, do you think I want to? This **** has a big mouth, what can I do? It seems that you don't know much about carrion crows?"

"I misunderstood, sorry!"

Clayton apologized, turned and fled into the darkness.

The young woman was silent for a while, and continued to walk in the direction of Blake.

Not long after, she stopped again, she took off her cloak slightly, turned around, and said with a charming face:

"Friend, if you really need it, I don't mind?"

"Beautiful lady, you misunderstood, I just dropped by."

Clayton showed his figure again.

"Even if there are multiple friends, there are multiple paths!"

Before Clayton could speak, the young woman continued:

"Your Majesty the Clown did appear in Black. Carrion Crows never lie. Otherwise, how could those old wizards be so easy to deceive? However, he declared in Black that he would go to Basalom."

"what?"

Clayton's expression suddenly changed.

Unexpectedly, you actually heard the news?

"Let's go, His Majesty the Clown has been hiding from the demigod Wycliffe, Basalom is not far from Black, since he dared to announce his departure, I am afraid that he has already appeared in Basalomo! We can't eat the freshly baked bread, how can we? Pick up some crumbs!"

The young woman said solemnly.

After speaking, without waiting for Crayton to reply, he pulled up his cloak, adjusted his direction slightly, and ran towards Basalom.

Crayton pondered for a while, and had to admit that what the young woman said was reasonable, so she just gritted her teeth and chased away.

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……

When the two of them hurried to Basalomo, they were dumbfounded!

The whole city is as quiet as night.

No!

This statement is exaggerated.

In fact, the whole city fell into a kind of inexplicable excitement and mania. The people stopped working and gathered excitedly on the main roads of the city, whispering in twos and threes.

Yes, His Majesty the Clown actually... He didn't even arrive at Basalom! ! !

However, this news has apparently spread in Basalom.

This is the news brought by his previous stop, Black Necromancer.

"Why hasn't it arrived yet? It shouldn't be! I'm afraid the demigod Wycliffe has arrived now."

"Could it be that the clown lied to us all?"

Meiweisi, the young woman who raised carrion crows, muttered to herself with a look of astonishment.

The more she thought about it, the more likely she felt!

The words and deeds of His Majesty the Clown have long since spread throughout Zosik along with his crazy actions.

Although he would suddenly leave the city for various exaggerated and absurd reasons every time.

But hiding from the demigod Wycliffe has long since become an open secret.

Many people speculate that the Joker is most likely a demigod.

He was performing some kind of demigod transcendental ritual.

Hence the madness.

With that being said, how could he make his schedule public?

"His Majesty the Clown will come."

Butcher Clayton suddenly said.

"Ok?"

Mavis looked surprised and curious: "Why?"

"He never broke his promise!"

"He's a lunatic..." Maeves said subconsciously.

"Because he is a lunatic, he keeps his promises better than everyone in this world." Clayton said subconsciously.

Mavis was stunned.

"You... decide to stay here?"

"Of course, I'm here waiting for Your Majesty, how about you?"

"Rather than betting elsewhere, let's bet on this city!"

After Mavis finished speaking, she couldn't help complaining: "It's a waste of time, those drunkards must hate me! Hey, Clayton, they are coming to me, you have to protect me!"

"Carrion crows don't lie."

Clayton casually dismissed Mavis' molesting.

……

……

It turns out that Mavis was really busy.

The next morning, they saw an acquaintance who had been drinking together at the Dubois Tavern.

However, as Clayton said, Carrion Crows do not lie.

Although they were full of complaints, there was nothing they could do.

Or, in the interest of His Majesty the Clown, they have no intention of fighting.

With the fermentation of time, more and more followers, speculators, and adventurers came to the little-known small city of Basaromu.

The atmosphere in the whole city is getting more and more anxious.

Especially near the Wizard's Tower, you can always inadvertently see people with bad intentions, wandering around here, looking at it.

As for the owner of the wizard tower, since Mr. Clown appeared, no one has seen him.

Now it's gone without a trace.

Fortunately, these extraordinary people rarely participate in urban governance, otherwise the order of these cities would have collapsed long ago.

However, even so, the influx of more and more necromancers and supernatural beings has made Basalom's order more and more chaotic, and it is already on the verge of collapse.

There are even some extraordinary people who choose to leave in a irritable way.

I think this is just the clown king playing tricks on the world!

However, the departure of these people did not affect the frenzied influx of followers.

Not everyone can have Mavis' intelligence ability!

Most of the followers of the Joker King are magicians.

Those magic books and evil scriptures that record blasphemous knowledge and magic are the only power they can come into contact with.

Of course, the most important thing is that the Clown King, who was madly committing crimes, never appeared again after he announced Basalom as the next target.

This makes everyone have to hold on to a glimmer of hope.

Perhaps the Joker King was consuming the patience of the demigod Wycliffe!

"Could it be that your extraordinary ritual has been accomplished, is this a deliberate attempt to tease the world at the end?"

In the Basalom Bell Tower, the demigod Wycliffe turned into an old-fashioned school bellmaster, overlooking the earth, muttering in his heart.

At this time, he no longer saw the irritability where the clown appeared.

It's not so much the clown smoothing out his irritability;

It is better to say that at this time, he has transformed into an active volcano that erupts at any time!

Just as his thoughts fell, his pupils suddenly dilated.

A figure he saw in the memories of countless people suddenly appeared on the long street.

"Gold coins? How can gold coins be placed in the sky... King Clown?"

"The clown king is here!"

"Long live the clown king!"

On the main road of Basalom, it suddenly rained gold coins.

The lingering and waiting crowd first fell silent, then burst into fiery cheers.

A float full of gold coins and gems suddenly appeared out of nowhere ~www.readwn.com~ and headed towards the main road of Basalom.

According to legend, the clown king with red hair and red eyes, wearing a golden crown and elaborate robes, stood on the roof of the car with an exaggerated smile, waving questioning to the crowd.

"My people, please forgive me for being late! Your city lord abandoned you, and even swept away the gold, leaving only the treasury that was not even visited by rats."

"I, who never break my promise, the great clown king, can only raise gold overseas!"

"Look, I've come full of gold, enough gold for everyone to live a prosperous life!"

While explaining humbly, the clown king sprinkled gold coins and gems all over the sky.

The city crowd rejoiced, rushing forward as the floats rushed forward, looting.

All kinds of words of praise are also coming!

The Clown King obviously enjoyed this kind of compliment very much. He laughed exaggeratedly, spent money like a native, and as always, blasphemous papers fell from the sky.

The butcher Treyton finally saw the great clown king again.

He stood blankly in the crowd, feeling like time was spinning.

Suddenly, the clown king saw him, and winked his eyes playfully, as if to say 'the show is about to begin'.

As soon as the playful expression fell, his whole body suddenly froze, and blood slowly flowed out of his eyes.

His body was twisted and folded, and the crisp sound of bone shattering came from within.

The people who frantically **** gold and gems have not noticed anything unusual about the clown king.

Only those superhumans who yearn for supernatural characteristics were in an uproar!

Excitement and fear were intertwined in his wide eyes.

It was the ecstasy of schadenfreude;

It is also a fear beyond what you have seen!