Chapter 997: The authority of the entire abyss (3)
The power that a generation of researchers had mastered was indeed too strong.
Even the lunar eclipse Research Institute, which was like a god in the eyes of mortals, was powerless against them.
It was as powerless as a mortal facing a God.
And in this helpless state, Xue Jia suddenly said in a low voice, “”Before this, I didn’t know that my only consciousness was here.”
Professor an was a little surprised. He didn’t understand why professor an suddenly said this.
But Xue Jia quickly added, ” however, I’ve indeed made preparations to et these teachers and seniors.
Professor an’s eyes widened as he realized sothing.
“Also, I’m not the only one who’s prepared,” Xue Jia said.
Professor an’s heart trembled, and a strong sense of anticipation burst out from the depths of his heart.
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hahahahaha …
All of a sudden, an extrely twisted and strange laughter ca from the chaotic battlefield. It was clearly heard by everyone. Even the chaotic and disorderly strangeness was mostly attracted by this strange laughter.
Countless gazes looked over subconsciously, or rather, they did not even need to look up.
Due to the radiation of ntal power, they saw a clear and shocking scene.
In the other direction of the Research Institute, a group of people dressed in all kinds of colors appeared.
It looked like a circus.
They were riding on the back of an elephant. So were dressed like magicians, so looked like clowns, so had strange two heads, and so were tall and strong, almost pressing down on the elephant below, making it. little breathless as it walked …
What was even more bizarre was what was behind them.
In mid-air, a huge clown was walking over with a weird smile.
Its body looked like a giant behind a glass barrier. It was at least a hundred ters tall, with a thick layer of paint on its face and a wide grin on its face. She was wearing a funny tights, her hair was ssy, but she was wearing a crown.
He was holding a bunch of red balloons in one hand.
His other hand reached down, pulling on invisible threads.
The ends of these threads extended into reality, pulling a group of strange-looking toys.
So of them were sheep with two horns on their heads, so were big gray wolves with slanted hats, so were charmingly naïve bears, and so were pigs with one eye on the side. They swayed gently in front and back, swaying forward little by little.
The child’s voice echoed throughout the battlefield.
mommy’s mommy is called …
“..”
It was weird, twisted, and extrely weird.
They seed to be walking slowly, but their strange laughter had already affected the entire battlefield.
Almost all the strange things, even the tyrant Army, were affected.
His movents instantly beca chaotic and disorderly. It was as if he had lost all sense of friend and foe in his eyes as he began to attack with all his might.
Under the influence of this power, the violent and crazy tyrant Army was on the verge of losing control. Black particles surged wildly, many of which had already begun to leave their bodies and swept in all directions like a Gale.
The coronation of the clown.
Chaos.
His laughter alone was enough to cause the entire battlefield to go out of control.
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“What?”
The black-robed Bishop and the red moon’s chief researcher, who were smoking a pipe beside the Jeep, frowned when they saw the clown. They seed to have foreseen sothing bad.
“Why would such a crazy thing appear here?”
“Shouldn’t it be holding the crown that it stole, hiding in the dark and laughing day after day?”
“..”
The black-robed Bishop did not fall into a state of confusion because of this doubt. He made his decision at the first mont.
He stopped for the first ti and turned around to look at the old researcher in a white coat.
The old researcher understood. He gently put down his pipe and took out a playing card from the Jeep.
There was also a strange pattern on the back, but on the front, there was only a Crimson Moon sitting in the sky above the city. The drawing was very simple. However, at first glance, one would feel that the picture on it was not like it was shot or drawn. It was unusually real.
This was a trump card.
After he got the card, he was silent for a mont and then said to himself, ”
instead of letting these children hold unrealistic hopes and waste their beautiful lives in the fight against us …
“Why don’t we just make them despair!”
“..”
“..”
This thought dispelled his final hesitation. He gently held this trump card between his fingers.
He took a deep breath and put the card to his mouth.
It looked like he was talking to the card in a low voice.
The next mont, endless spiritual threads suddenly surged out of the card.
Or rather, it was not gushing out, but being absorbed.
There was so kind of ntal power in this trump card, which instantly connected with reality and ford a wonderful resonance.
In the next mont, the surroundings suddenly beca quiet.
This included the brutal and vicious Army of tyrants, who were willing to destroy everything. They all stopped abruptly.
Every spiritual creature felt a strange sense of danger.
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