"Liu Ping, what are you trying to do?" Old K couldn't help but ask.
On the wall, the clown stood up and patted the dust off his body. "I just said that we only chat. When the time is up, I will surrender."
"Yes, you did" Qi Lu said in a low voice.
The clown slowly climbed down from the wall and walked towards the three of them with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
"Don't come over!" Alger yelled and raised his shield.
Old K also raised his gun.
The man stood there helplessly and took out a few flowers from the bouquet. After thinking for a while, he took out a few more flowers.
He held up the flowers and said seriously, "I want to give you some flowers as an apology."
"After all, I was lying when I said that I would surrender."
Before he finished speaking, the flowers suddenly turned into a line of fire and flew through the air, hitting Alger's shield.
Gorgeous fireworks bloomed on the street like a grand fireworks party, illuminating the dark night sky.
A few scattered fireworks hit the surrounding walls and streets and immediately exploded into small holes.
Magic flames!
At this moment, whether it was Old K, Qi Lu, or Alger, they were all enveloped by the fireworks and couldn't see their surroundings clearly.
"Be careful," someone yelled.
"Of course!" Old K, Qi Lu, and Alger replied at the same time.
Before they finished speaking, they suddenly felt that something was wrong.
But it was too late.
A hand.
A hand reached out from behind and carefully inserted the flowers into the gap of Qi Lu's steel helmet.
Boom!
A ball of flame exploded in the steel helmet and Qi Lu's entire body shook.
He fell straight to the ground.
"Damn liar!"
Old K roared and raised his gun. Without turning his head, he said, "Alger, cover me and kill him!" Alger didn't reply.
Old K turned his head and saw that Alger's mouth was stuffed with flowers. He stood there and didn't dare to move.
That man.
The man with the smile on his face stood beside Alger, put his arm around his shoulder, and said happily, "Old K, I remember you gave me a pistol, and now I have something for you. Please look around you." Old K looked at him warily, and at the same time, he looked around with the corner of his eyes.
He saw that the flowers on the ground around him formed a circle.
"You're surrounded, Old K," the man laughed.
"Damn it, Liu Ping, you …"
"Shh! Don't move. If you move, these flowers will explode, just like just now. "The clown started stepping back slowly step by step.
Alger and Old K didn't dare to move.
Seeing this, the clown turned around in relief and walked towards the bar.
"Your combat skills are too weak. Just stand there obediently," he said without turning his head.
The corners of Old K's eyes twitched as he slowly raised the machine gun in his hand. Just as he was about to aim at that person, he saw a flower sticking out of the black barrel.
"Liu Ping!" Old K suddenly shouted.
That clown stopped.
"You think you've won by trapping us like this? Boss Bartender will teach you a lesson! "Old K said.
That clown was silent for a moment and then laughed out loud. He raised his wrist as if he was looking at the time.
"Ah, it's time."
The flowers in Alger's mouth, the flowers surrounding Old K, and the flower in the barrel of the gun lit up at the same time.
Boom!!!
Beautiful fireworks shot up to the sky, letting out a deafening explosion.
In the air, lines of burning text quickly appeared:
[The Tribute of Flowers has been placed for more than 20 seconds. Time is up. All flowers have begun to explode!]
— — -after the normal flowers became the Clown's exclusive items, they became magic bombs that couldn't be placed for long!
A strong wind blew.
The clown stroked his hair and muttered: "Trapping you? No, I was just lying to you."The light of the flames illuminated the clown's figure.
He stomped his feet, raised his head, and burst into a burst of mocking laughter.
Lines of burning text appeared in front of his eyes:
[You've caused a commotion] [You've expressed your joy by stomping your feet and laughing out loud]
[The cards you draw next will become the Clown's exclusive item]
The clown abruptly stopped laughing.
"Realy naive" He turned his gaze away and walked towards the end of the street.
The bar.
He sat down in front of the bartender.
"Back in Dark Mist Town, when you revived everyone, I already felt it was strange. Why did everyone have a spare card but I didn't — — - I thought I was a newbie so I didn't receive the treatment of being revived" he said.
"Do you understand now? Because you aren't my card "the bartender said.
"Yes, I understand that now, but how do I make someone my slave — — no, not right, my card?" he asked.
"First of all, the other party must be willing, then you have to go through a trial like this. Finally, you have to make a Divinity give you a card specifically used to enslave others — — - the Divinities are masters of enslavement" the bartender explained.
"So that's how it is" he said as he looked at the void of space.
Lines of burning text appeared:
[You've learned the secret of turning living beings into cards]
[Your Role points have increased]
[Current Role points: 6/10]
At this point, a sound came from the wall.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
[Ting]!
The clock ticked down one minute.
The bartender immediately drew a card.
A large off-road truck was drawn on the card, and it was filled with all kinds of supplies.
"This truck … was prepared to escape into the wilderness in the future, unfortunately …" the bartender sighed, put the card aside and stared at the person in front of him.
"Is it that Clown card? It's an extremely unpopular card, no one has ever picked it"
" Why? "
"Because every card user is an existence that surpasses all living beings, noble and dignified, they would never pretend to be a clown for the amusement of others"
the clown smirked:
"Dignified? You seem to have forgotten what kind of era this is, and that you're already a slave of the Goddess of Agony "
" I have indeed failed "
the bartender said:" Then what about you? Liu Ping, do you think you can escape from the control of those Divinities? "
" Escape? "the clown appeared surprised.
The bartender shook his head: "Stop pretending, being a card user is the only chance to obtain freedom"
"You reminded me, I forgot to draw a card" The clown drew a card from the void of space, but covered it with both hands to not look at it.
He just stared at the bartender and said softly, "You've got it all wrong, bartender."
"Where am I wrong?" the bartender asked.
"You think too highly of yourself, and you think too highly of me. In fact, you and I are just tiny ants in the torrent of time, and we have nowhere to run at all."
The bartender was silent for a moment before he said, "In this damned era … if we can't even escape, then what's the point of struggling?"
The clown shook his head and chuckled: "Your mind is completely muddled, bartender. In truth, this is an era of slavery and enslavement, being a good person won't end well — — -" he leaned forward and whispered into the bartender's ear: "That's why we need to let those Divinities have a taste of what it feels like to be enslaved"
the bartender's eyes opened wide in disbelief.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Ding!
One minute was up!
The bartender regained his senses and drew another card.
The man also drew a card and placed it upside down on the table.
The bartender suddenly laughed and showed the card to the other party.
The card depicted a tombstone with a holy light shining down from above, illuminating the tombstone.
"Liu Ping, this is my most powerful resurrection card, it can resurrect the three people who died just now — — - you're about to lose" the bartender said.
The clown tapped the two cards on the table and whispered: "I still have two cards that I haven't revealed, but I don't want to play with you anymore. I have a small suggestion"
"What is it?" the bartender asked.
"Actually, this trial isn't hosted by any Divinities — — - the Divinities are busy fighting each other, so they don't have time to care about small fries like us. How about you go easy on me and let me win? I'll give you a reward "
"That's meaningless, I'm already a slave of the Goddess of Agony, everything you give me belongs to her" The bartender shook his head.
"But what if I take out a large sum of money to buy you from her?" the man asked.
The bartender paused for a while before replying: "With just you?"
The clown pointed at the two cards on the table and said: "No one knows about my cards, you, me, the Divinities, no one knows, so I have unlimited possibilities, while you — — -" he then pointed at the resurrection card in the bartender's hand and mocked: "Home? With such a name, the Divinities would know what you're thinking, it's too easy to deal with you "
" What's the name of your Card deck? "the bartender asked.
The clown puffed out his chest and proudly declared: "Joy!"
"Joy … doesn't a clown make living beings happy?"
"I'm also a living being"
The man held the two cards down and stared straight at the bartender: "You have the courage to build a home, why don't you have the courage to go easy on me?"
"But why don't you think of a way to win against me?" the bartender asked.
"Because you must first prove that you're willing to fight against the Divinities, only then would you be worth my money to buy you. This is more important than me killing you once" the man replied.
The bartender fell silent.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Ting!
Another minute passed!
The bartender reached his hand out to draw a card.
The man muttered: "To forever be a slave to the Goddess of Agony, or to leave yourself a sliver of hope that you'll be saved by me in the future — — - you need to make your decision"
The bartender's hand froze.
The clown drew a card but still didn't look at it and put it on the table.
He stared straight at the bartender.
The bartender lowered his head and silently thought.
Time slowly passed.
The clock on the wall chimed again.
The man drew another card and put it on the table.
— — -he now has four unknown cards.
"Hurry up, men can't be faster, but there's no need to waste time" the clown crossed his legs and casually said.
The bartender sighed and put the card in his hand down: "Kill me"
the clown smiled and flipped a card on the table.
There was a picture of a crooked cane on the card.
Bam!
The card turned into a cane and fell into the clown's hand.
In the void of space, a line of burning text appeared in front of his eyes:
[This card has been converted into a Clown's exclusive item]
The clown pulled a thin sword out from the cane.
He stood up, held the sword in one hand and shook the bartender's hand with the other.
"Welcome to my side, sooner or later, I'll buy you from the Goddess and let you live like a human again" he sincerely said.
"Let's hope so — — - but what should I call you? Liu Ping? Or the Clown? "the bartender asked.
"Either is fine, when I'm dressed like this, you can call me the Clown, Liu Ping would ruin the atmosphere" The clown smiled and abruptly thrust the thin sword in his hand forward!
Bam — — as soon as the bartender was struck, he turned into a card.
This card was covered in metal runes as if declaring his identity as a slave.
The void of space cracked open, the card flew in and disappeared without a trace.
The entire Dark Mist Town returned to silence.
— — -the trial was over.
The Clown sat down in front of the bar again and poured himself a glass of liquor.
"Like a drowning man, desperately trying to grasp the last straw …"
"Tch, I wonder if the Gods would be the same, how exciting" he tilted his head back and downed the entire glass of liquor.