People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room Chapter 386

"Wow, this is Bernal Harbour?"

Mr. Clown, who stopped his horse on the low hillside, looked at the bustling sea city in the distance with a look of excitement.

The setting sun gradually sinks into the horizon, coating the clouds, the sea, and even the city with a layer of gorgeous gold, like a seductive gold.

Glittering, maddening!

"Yes, Your Majesty!" said the old wizard Heyman respectfully.

"Ah, I can't wait to see the cheers of my people. Hey, where's the wizard tower?"

Mr. Clown rubbed his hands excitedly, and was about to raise his whip, but restrained him.

"Bernal doesn't have a wizard's tower."

"Why?"

"It is said that after it was destroyed in a great war, it was never built again."

"Wise! Only a fool will raise a torch in the dark!"

Mr. Clown praised, his expression abruptly restrained: "However, I hate smart people, where should I go to find him?"

"Your Majesty, the City Lord's Mansion may be able to find his trace."

"I have to take my words back, I like smart people."

Mr. Clown smiled and rushed towards the city.

When the last sunset fell, even the most prosperous Bernal Seaport in Zosiksi Continent fell into a fair darkness.

No!

There are also gorgeous lights in the city, which are the lights of the City Lord's Mansion.

Looking up, the dead whales sang lamentations and illuminated the entire mansion with grease.

Servants dressed in exquisite costumes came in and out of the majestic and gorgeous hall with trays.

From the palace gate and the colored windows, one can glimpse the luxuries of the upper class, which are extravagant and extravagant.

In order to welcome the envoy from the black cannibal Nat, the city lord Will specially held a welcome dinner at the city lord's mansion.

The rich people in the city are all proud to be able to attend this banquet.

They are holding the wine from the Zosik East Continent with restraint, just like the elves recorded in the myths and classics, with their chins raised slightly, strolling delicately and elegantly, or talking to each other in twos and threes, or walking through the flowers like butterflies, so elegant.

The band from Fred, either stroking the harp or playing the wind instruments, added a third of liveliness and beauty to the banquet.

Only Darcy feels very bored!

She felt that her life had been invariably tragic, gradually infiltrating and eroding... rotten.

She is the puppet dolls that the virtuous noble sons kept privately, and even... beautiful living dead.

Imprisoned alive in a claustrophobic chamber.

It's just that her secret room is bigger, and there are more flies around her.

Especially Aubrey, the son of Dreiser, the salt merchant, is the biggest blowfly among them.

Buzzing chattering in her ear.

Showing off his wealth, his knowledge at sea, and even his heroic act of expelling pirates.

Boring!

Totally boring!

At this time, how much she hoped that an accident would interrupt this boring banquet, and even interrupt her life.

The gods seemed to hear her prayers.

"Boom!!"

An inappropriate and deafening gunshot suddenly interrupted the feasting and feasting in the banquet hall.

Daqian and the other nobles looked at the sound in astonishment, and saw a man with red hair and red eyes, wearing a golden crown, and wearing an intricate and delicate silk robe. out.

Behind him was an old wizard with an abominable aura.

"Gentlemen and ladies, I'm sorry, I have to interrupt your happy hour!"

Mr. Clown, who blew out the muzzle, threw the shotgun that had completed his mission on the ground, and bowed his chest with an exaggerated gesture.

The banquet hall fell silent.

The nobles looked at each other.

The well-informed person has already recognized the person who came, and his face is full of astonishment;

Those with slow news are still waiting for the owner of this banquet to deal with it.

Only Darcy, in the beating of her heart, echoed with a faint surprise rhythm.

"What a grand banquet!"

Mr. Clown spun into the arena. He stretched out his hand to lift Darcy's chin and said in admiration:

"What a beautiful lady, your beauty and grace make me feel ashamed of myself as an uninvited clown!"

Darcy was stunned.

She knew that she should break free to prove her loyalty.

But at this moment, that brutal and presumptuous gesture made her feel a heartbeat that she had never experienced before.

Make her nostalgic.

I don't want to, the clown said that he was "ashamed of himself", but he disliked it and threw it away.

He didn't look at Darcy again, he held up a glass of wine exaggeratedly, the crimson spilled out of it, but he brought the empty glass to his lips and drank it all in one go.

"It's a sin to interrupt such a wonderful banquet! I just want to know where the Lord of Will is?"

Mr. Clown jumped onto a dining table and looked around.

"do you know?"

He looked at a noble man, who shook his head in horror.

"And you?"

Another person met his eyes and waved his hands again and again.

"What about you...Aha, do you want to kill me?"

The clown suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

A senior inspector dressed in the garb of the Sheriff's Department turned pale.

"I don't understand. We shouldn't know each other. Why do you want to kill me?"

Mr. Clown was puzzled.

"No... I am... Damn my body, no no no..."

The senior supervisor tried to shake his head, but was stiff and immobile;

Tried to explain, but stammered.

He dragged one leg and walked over awkwardly and refused. It seemed that a devil was robbing him of his body, so that half of his body was always out of control.

With that weird action, anyone can feel a chill rushing into their minds.

"Smile..."

Mr. Clown, who was standing on the table, squatted down, put his thumb on the corner of the inspector's lips, and raised it upwards.

"It's graceful enough to die with a smile, right?"

The inspector kept a smile on his lips, but there were tears in his eyes, and his mouth was sobbing.

"It seems that you agree very much! The great Mr. Clown... No no, King Clown, I will fulfill your humble wish!"

The supervisor's whimpering stopped abruptly.

His body froze, and he fell straight down.

Countless glimmers of light emerged from him, causing an uproar in the banquet hall.

"Silence!"

Mr. Clown stood up.

"Gentlemen and ladies, I am honored to tell you that your city lord of Will has abandoned you, welcome your new king!"

"The great Mr. Clown!"

The clown opened his arms and solemnly announced.

The banquet hall was dead silent, countless people blinked their eyes in horror, and many people glanced at a middle-aged man out of the corner of their eyes.

- He is impressively the housekeeper of City Lord Will.

"What about the applause?"

The clown suddenly looked at the city manager.

The old butler's face suddenly flushed red, and he applauded desperately.

"Kakaka..."

The clear and audible sound of bones breaking came, but the city manager seemed to have not heard it, and still applauded desperately. Those hands became weak and boneless mud, swollen, cracked, and blood splattered.

"Crash..."

Suddenly, deafening applause erupted from the banquet hall, which was the heartfelt applause of countless people.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you very much!"

Mr. Clown was very happy. He stood on the table and saluted his chest. He looked more humble and elegant than the most humble gentleman in the city.

Under the table, four splendid rays of light condensed out of the supervisor's body, and in Daqian's eyes, the radiance of the clown king was reflected.

The old wizard Heyman became more and more pious at this moment.

The holy book sprinkled by the clown king is for the butcher... no, it should be the transcendent Treyton, who pushed open a magnificent and wonderful door.

At this moment, he was hiding beside a dead tomb, eavesdropping on the whispers of ghouls.

Contrary to what many people imagine, ghouls are very intelligent.

They, who live on human corpses, even understand the dirty and filthy thoughts of human beings better than humans.

The filth makes them disgust, and even avoid it!

Only death can wash the filth of human beings and make them delicious food.

They often hide in dead tombs, looking for food, or whispering about harvests and results.

If filthy humans are willing to look directly at their filth, they can join them too.

Eat food with them, and become a member of the ghouls with the blessing of Mordiggian, the great **** of sanctuaries.

"Have you heard? The Blasphemous Clown has appeared in Bernal Harbour."

"Praise Mordiggian! This terrible blasphemer is finally out of here!"

"Did he kill the human city lord?"

"No, the city owner of Bernal Harbour has escaped."

"Dirty humans really only enjoy rights and refuse obligations."

"That's right!"

"You must have no idea what the Blasphemous Clown did?"

A few ghouls opened the secretly buried corpse and whispered while feasting.

Clayton, who was originally just curious about "Ghoul language", was suddenly shocked when he heard this, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully.

"The great Mordiggian asylum, don't tell me, he spilled the holy scriptures again?"

"Not only the holy scriptures, he also sprinkled many blasphemous and evil scriptures! Including those golden golds, I heard that some of the same clan have already eaten gold, which is extremely disgusting!"

"Stop talking, I'm about to vomit."

A lot of blasphemous evil tomes... After hearing this, Treyton was shocked.

Several fragments of "The Ritual of Corpse Eating" have already made him harvest the most precious wealth in the world;

What kind of power will those blasphemous tome contain?

Just thinking about it lightly, Clayton couldn't restrain the greed and madness in his heart.

Without stopping, he rushed out of the rotten mud pit and ran towards Bernal Harbour!

There were only a few disturbed ghouls left, and they looked at Curleton who was running away in panic and amazement!

On this day, not only did Clarion go mad, but the huge Zosiksi Continent was going mad!

Everyone thought that the clown king who sprinkled "The Ritual of Corpse Eater" on Gregory was just looking for an excuse to avoid the edge of Wycliffe's demigod!

Who would have thought that he actually fulfilled his promise and looted the wealth of Bernal Harbour.

The difference is that Bernal Harbour has also become his people.

So he threw gold and precious stones directly on Bernal harbour;

And a wealth more valuable than gold—many magic books and evil scriptures!

This shocked the world and made Gregory's scene repeat itself again and again.

Demigod Wycliffe, in particular, repeats Gregory's scene again - fluttering.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

On the speeding carriage pulled by the rotten vulture, Wycliffe was a demigod who was furious.

He was roaring wildly, roaring furiously, but there was nothing he could do!

The Joker disappeared again.

Only the whole city is left in a mess!

"Where's Will? Where's Will?"

Wycliffe screamed, with playful anger flashing in his eyes.

If it is said that the Joker's first escape in Gregory made him a little suspicious;

Then this escape made him extremely sure that the clown was the spoiler sent by the **** old god!

This is to use the faith of the gods to attack the rule of Mordiggian, the **** of the great sanctuary.

Just hateful and **** it!

He was panting, swearing in his heart that he must catch this **** clown!

A four-wheeled carriage pulled by two zombie horses is running on the rugged mountain road.

Strange rocks, forests, and rivers can't stop the carriage from running!

All obstacles are in some magical and unimaginable way, avoiding the carriage and giving way.

At this time, Mr. Clown was lying on the roof of the car, with Erlang's legs crossed, a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and he lay down and watched Yunjuan Yunshu.

The old wizard Heyman sat in front, driving away the zombie horse.

In the carriage, there was one more person.

—Ms. Darcy!

It turned out that when the clown left Bernal Harbour, she suddenly chased the carriage by herself, and wanted the clown king to take her away.

The great clown king never refuses the demands of his subjects.

So he graciously agreed.

So there is this scene in front of you.

At this moment, Daqian pressed her top hat on her head with excitement, looked at the city behind her, raised her head and shouted to the roof of the car.

"Your Majesty, where are we going next?"

"Ah, what a good question!"

Mr. Clown turned over and hung half of his body on the edge of the roof, so that he could just see Ms. Darcy with her upper body sticking out of the carriage.

With a big smile on his face, he asked:

"Beautiful lady, where do you want to go?"

"Croft! Lord Wycliffe, the Joker has appeared in Croft!"

When Wycliffe's entourage crouched on the ground, he reported the latest news of the clown in horror.

At this moment, his heart was beating like thunder, thumping in his ears!

This is already the ninth city where the clown wanders.

—It was also the demigod Lord Wycliffe, the ninth city that was emptied, which made him even more angry!

However, compared to Wycliffe's anger, the huge Zosik continent, UU reading www.uukanshu. com everyone cares most about Mr. Joker.

Every time he went to a city, he would do all kinds of unimaginable and absurd actions.

But all actions point to one core - plundering wealth!

And then spread it out to the whole city on the spot.

This move made him more popular among the people, and countless people cheered for the arrival of the clown king.

Rumor has it that some people even prayed openly, so that the prison was overcrowded.

In some cities, there were even imitations.

But none of these imitations have been uncovered.

Because in addition to robbing the rich and helping the poor, the clown will also spill the evil scriptures that fill the sky.

This is the esoteric knowledge that makes necromancers and even extraordinary people go crazy.

Even Wycliffe's subordinates took advantage of their positions to frantically collect this esoteric knowledge.

At this time, the name of the clown has gradually spread from the Zosiksi continent to the entire continent, and even the surrounding islands.

Countless people followed the Joker's footsteps and wandered among the cities of Zosiksi Continent.

Even betting in advance to wait.

Some black casinos in the folk even use the Joker's next target city as a gimmick, and open the game.

All in all, all kinds of chaos emerge one after another.

The rule of the city-state is already in jeopardy.

But compared to these, the Joker's new actions in Croft are truly scary.

"Guru!"

The entourage swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stabilized his mind, and reported again: "According to the news of Ghost's Touch, the Joker has sprinkled... at least... more than ten extraordinary characteristics on Croft."

"What did you say?"

Wycliffe, who was already a little numb, suddenly stood up and asked with horror on his face.

Chapter end