Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Chapter 1211: A Wonderful Response

“I represent the laws of this city and am the number one figure in the Supreme Court of Arbitration. ”

“Joker, I don't care who's hiding behind your mask, I promise you'll regret it. ”

The middle-aged man completes this sentence and the light gradually dissipates.

He disappeared from the body.

Unexpectedly, the clown hummed the song softly and walked to the corner of the bank.

There's a map of the city.

“Dang, I found it. ”

The clown dipped a little blood on the ground with his hands and gently stroked around the corner of the map.

That is the address of the Supreme Court of Arbitration of the City of Sin.

“Blood debt always pays off - although it's not my private debt, I have to work hard now. ”

The clown spoke to himself, raised his hand and looked at the evil clock.

Again, seven minutes passed.

A line of small gray words then emerges in the void:

“According to your performance, you entered the eighth minute. ”

“You can choose to redeem seven different extraordinary abilities, which are of exactly the same level as a clown mask. ”

“You can also choose to redeem these seven minutes at a time to gain some strength. ”

“Please select. ”

The clown shrugged.

The strongest man in the world is three times stronger than himself, and he only has 12 hours.

I'm not Zhang Yinghao.

Guys like Zhang Yinghao can use every prop and power to the extreme in order to kill the enemy.

That's the killer's style of work.

—— and by their own way of fighting, they are actually better suited to solving problems in a way that no one else could have predicted.

When the clown thinks about it, he has a clear choice in his heart.

“I choose to redeem for seven minutes at a time for some stronger power. ”

He said silently in his heart to the evil clock.

As he chooses, a new line of gray lettering appears:

“Combining your personal qualities, the evil clock gives you a second extraordinary power:”

“A wonderful echo of artistry. ”

……

Night.

The bell tower opposite the Supreme Court of Arbitration.

The clown stood still.

In the corner behind him, several well-dressed women were sitting there eating and drinking slowly.

“You don't have to follow me.” The clown's head didn't answer either.

“We can't help it," said one woman. "We've been involved in several big people's disputes, and there's no way we're going to survive this. ”

Another woman said, "I'm just a regular bank worker, I should have died just now, but I didn't expect to witness the crimes of the big people - if I leave you, they'll find me and kill me soon. ”

The clown didn't speak.

He was just staring at the building in the night.

Several women looked at each other.

A beautiful woman said timidly: "Sir, why don't you take us far away and, with your strength, you can definitely escape the jurisdiction of the Arbitration Court and start your life anew. ”

“Run away?”

The clown repeated.

He went back to God and cleared his voice and said, "Who knows what the Arbitration Institute does? ”

“You don't even know this?” A woman was surprised.

“I wonder if I have had the privilege of listening to you?” The clown made a gesture, please.

For some reason, the woman looked at the clown's pie and felt an unprecedented feeling in her heart.

She took a deep breath: “The Court of Arbitration, the Parliament and the army are the three most powerful forces in the city, and they are above the civilian population. In this era of doomsday, they have the right to live and die, often fighting each other, and never give a damn about the lives of our ordinary people. ”

The clown had a baton in his hand.

“I see you have some extraordinary powers, why don't you join them? ”

The girls laughed bitterly.

“My ability to calculate is just so fast that I can't meet their battle power requirements. ”

“My extraordinary power is fragile, but I fear blood, much less their standard of warrior. ”

“ …… ”

The girls said with all their mouths, quickly turning the wind again.

“Sir, you've offended the big man at the arbitration court, but take us with you. ”

“Don't worry, we'll do anything for you. ”

“As long as you live with us. ”

Joker, listen, keep an eye on the girls.

In his eyes, he saw the instinct to survive.

The clown coughed softly and asked:

“The enemy is too strong? ”

The girls nodded.

The clown clapped his hands and said with joy, "Great, I have a brother who taught me how to handle this situation. ”

“What do we do?” A girl dared to ask.

"If you don't give him your cell phone," said the clown. ”

The clown took out a baton, tapped it gently on the stone brick, and whispered:

“This scene reminds me of some lines, allow me to pay tribute to my past experiences--”

“There are so many people in this world who do not have masks but who hide themselves in other ways; and I wear masks in order to open my soul and become who I really am. ”

“In this evil city, I should make my own voice heard. ”

“That 's--”

The clown pointed the baton at the Arbitration Court.

Boom!!!

Black smoke and fire are rising.

The fierce explosion was deafening.

The earth is shaking constantly.

Strong wind whistling.

“It is the norm of causality and the echo I give that all evil in man should be wiped out. ”

“- A wonderful echo of artistry! ”

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

The clown laughed.

The watch on his hand spins wildly.

The magnificent Arbitration Court of Kuanhong collapsed into nothing.

A shadow fell from the ruins and crashed into the air, trying to escape, but was caught by the clown in isolation and brought straight back to the bell tower.

Boom!

The figure was thrown down in the sky and struggled desperately on the ground.

The clown fell down, holding his face, and said softly: "Mr. Chief Justice, I think from this moment on, you can take off those duties and relax in the Yellow Springs. ”

The man on the ground bled out, lost a hand in the explosion, gasping: “Let go... let go of me, I'm...”

“He's my man. ”

In the sky, a dignified man sounded.

The clown looked up.

An old man with a white beard, dressed in a formal suit, stood in the air with a somber look on his face.

“Who are you?” The clown asked silently.

- Triple.

The old man is three times as powerful as he is.

The clown's heart measures the progress of the war.

The old man looked down and said faintly: "I am the caretaker here, a servant of the waiting lord, and you are trying to kill my son. ”

The clown stood up and struck a ringing finger.

A long hook emerged from the void and fell on the Chief Justice's neck.

“Be clear.” Joker said.

The old man's mouth revealed a hint of ridicule and said, "Don't you understand? Your test has unfolded in my land, and now you dare to touch my son. Have you ever thought about the consequences of this? ”

“Let my son go, then be honest and do what you have to do. ”

“Remember, this is no place for you to be rude. ”

The clown didn't move.

The old man frowned and was about to say something else.

The clown suddenly jumped and stood to the left of the Chief Justice, drinking, “I'm sorry, the man you're going to kill is my ride —— oh, no, you're going to kill him? Well, he's my disciple-- oh, no, you still insist on killing him? Honestly, he's my godson. ”

After finishing these lines, he jumped to the right of the Chief Justice, making a look of surprise and fear, and shrugged: “Turns out it's all one of us, it's a misunderstanding, come on, take him away. ”

“Goodbye. ”

“Goodbye. ”

After this performance, the clown again squatted in front of the Chancellor and grabbed the hook.

“Look.”

The clown smiled softly.

The hook swings.

The Lord Chancellor's head was cut off by him and held in his hand.

“Giggle, giggle, you think I'll let your son go? ”

The clown smiled.

“That kind of ending is so boring, now I'm giving you a darker ending. ”

The clown showcased his head to the old man in the sky and couldn't help laughing:

“Giggle, giggle, surprise? Surprise? ”

As this sentence falls, the minute hand on the "evil clock” spins wildly!