Chapter 17: Clown Master Sequel
The sharp arrow, with magical power, pierced the dragon's chest, light and swift like a flash of lightning.
A sharp stinging pain pierced through him, and Lilitan let out a terrified dragon roar, his voice trembling with sobs. "I don't want to die. I haven't slept in the lava yet, haven't been beaten by my uncle yet, and haven't reached the mark of sneaking away a thousand times."
What a weird wish list.
"It's okay," Chen Shuang reminded, "The scales blocked the arrow, you're still standing."
The dragon looked down at his chest. Only the tip of the arrow had sunk beneath the dragon's scales, causing a stinging sensation like a needle. He shook himself, and the arrow that failed to penetrate the dragon's defense was easily thrown away.
The thick-skinned dragon's eyes were filled with tears, filled with the joy of having survived a catastrophe. "I'm fine now. I can come and play with you again in the future."
The feeling of relief didn't last for a few seconds, because Long suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"
The second arrow attacking Chen Shuang was discovered by the dragon, and it immediately spread its wings to block the arrow that was coming at it like a broken bamboo.
"You sinister guy, get out of here!"
The scales on the dragon's wings were not as hard as those on its heart, and hot blood gushed out immediately. The dragon was completely enraged by the pain of his companion being hurt and the wound.
"……Oh."
The bowman, also filled with grief and indignation, finally appeared.
He stood on a tall, thick branch, his long gray hair tied behind him, faintly revealing a pair of beautifully shaped pointed ears. The dark elf, known for his agility, stretched out his arms and pulled the sturdy longbow, his dark green eyes filled with indifference.
As he moved, dozens of magic arrows gathered behind him to form a huge arrow formation. The dark elf looked at the dragon indifferently, as if he was looking at a dead thing.
After a long while, he finally spoke: "Foolish and ignorant dragon, go to hell and repent."
Chen Shuang was protected by Long Yi behind her, and a trace of bright red hot blood splashed on her face. It was Lilitan's blood. The hot dragon blood burned into her heart.
She raised her eyes to look at the dark elf, and her spiritual sea immediately surged.
[You are using "Divine Power Shock"]
[Mental strength determination successful, deterrence implemented]
The elf's whole body trembled, and the eternal sigh from the ancient legend faintly emerged in his mind. He had a splitting headache, and the hand holding the bow trembled slightly. After holding on for a few seconds, he finally couldn't help but squat down, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, and he grabbed the tree trunk tightly.
As the spellcaster withdrew his magic power, the magic arrows spinning behind the elf gradually disappeared, and the glittering bow and arrow in his hand also dimmed, like a piece of rotten wood that had been dry for a long time.
The crisis is resolved.
Shen Shuang wiped the blood off her face and gently patted Long's slightly trembling body.
The elf lost focus in extreme fear and lost all strength. He fell straight from the tall tree, and the bow and arrow in his hand fell with him.
Chen Shuang paused in her soothing movements, her eyes fixed on the elf outside the house again.
No, it's not over yet.
She was keenly aware of the fluctuations in the wind.
A swift wind blew by, and another equally slender figure caught the first elf and his dropped bow and arrow. The agile figure jumped among the shadows of the forest, and the magical light filled the bow and arrow again, followed by a continuous fire of arrows.
Elves have companions.
"Lilitan, be careful," she warned the dragon.
Mobilizing the spiritual sea again, it was not as smooth as usual. The surging deep sea water was only turbulent for a while, and then calmed down again after the fluctuation.
System prompts.
["Divine Power Deterrence" is cooling down]
[This skill is of a high level and cannot be used continuously]
Cannot use gold skills continuously.
The dragon roared and spread its wings. "Lilitan is the bravest dragon. This is a dragon's fault. I will never let my friends get hurt."
"If..." he said, "Please take me back to the Dragon Clan and put me into the hottest magma on the mountain top. Remember to avoid my aunt and uncle. I don't want to be scolded by them again."
It starts with a dragon stroke.
I don't want them to see me sad.
"No ifs, Lilitan," Chen Shuang said, "I'll notify your aunt to come over and give you a good scolding."
She took a step forward, looked at the wary elf, and said soothingly, "If it's because of this egg, I think we can sit down and have a good talk."
"It was just a harmless mistake. As you can see, this young dragon had no bad intentions."
The second dark elf who arrived had a slender and beautiful feminine appearance. She held a bow and arrow, clearly in an attacking stance, but her eyes were filled with sadness. "It's useless. Without the nourishment of the special elven aura, that precious fruit can no longer give birth to life."
She said: "Whether it was an accident or not, the dragon should pay the price he deserves."
"Stop talking nonsense with them," the third tall dark elf followed closely behind. He gritted his teeth and said, "Our little elf will never have the chance to speak again in this world."
The fruit that gives birth to life?
Chen Shuang pondered for a moment and said calmly: "I'm sorry about this, but just a while ago, this fruit was still trembling slightly. Maybe there is still hope, right?"
She looked at the elves, but received only silent questions and resistance.
Arrogant battle elves only believe in what they see and hear.
"In that case, I understand." She raised her eyes, revealing a hint of coldness. "No one of you is allowed to touch this dragon today."
The demon ants guarding Shen Shuang collectively issued threatening "hissing" sounds, especially Xiaohong, whose antennae were raised high, unable to conceal his murderous intent towards the enemy.
[Kill the enemy until they die]
"Things are not that bad, Xiaohong," Chen Shuang calmed down the restless demon ants in the mental network, and then turned his palm over, and a familiar card appeared in his hand.
The red clown's smiling face on the front looks particularly friendly.
Although Angel was not at home, Chen Shuang felt that she was now capable enough to handle this situation.
She whispered, "Mr. Clown, I'm going to start telling the legend."
You are using Schrödinger's Luck.
Mr. Clown from the Land of Miracles enjoys listening to stories while gathering inspiration for his performances. However, he seems to have encountered some problems recently, such as the sudden cessation of updates from the narrator.
[When the clown is in high spirits, that is, the empty stars on the card turn into five red stars, the user's luck value will be greatly increased; when the clown's expectations are dashed, that is, the card fails to reach five red stars or accumulates any black stars, the user's bad luck value will be greatly increased.
Note: Once activated, it cannot be stopped. The clown will be judged immediately after the deadline. Please use with caution.
As soon as Shen Shuang finished speaking, Mr. Clown couldn't wait to move, stood up energetically and looked outside.
The moment he saw that it was indeed Chen Shuang, a clear look of surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by a thick layer of resentment.
The most painful thing is when the other person stops listening to gossip abruptly and doesn't return for a long time.
Chen Shuang pretended not to notice the clown's resentment, cleared her throat, and quickly read in a voice that only she could hear: "...Continued from the previous chapter."
The clown's eyes suddenly lit up.
The first star on the card instantly turned red.
Chen Shuang: “…”
Thank you for your respect, brother. I feel a bit stressed.
She sorted out her thoughts: "But at this time, there was a movement in the temple..."
"The temple's door burst open, and the Dark God, sitting high on the throne, was pleasantly surprised to discover that he had been reborn."
"In this life, he wants to take back everything that belongs to him."
The clown's eyes sparkled, and he sat upright with his hands on his knees, patiently waiting for Chen Shuang's story.
The speaking speed was still three times the normal speed. Chen Shuang even made a mental note and practiced her lines in private, so she could now tell the story quickly and clearly.
"The Dark God returned to his own century, fully aware of what was about to happen. When the God of Light approached him to win him over, he feigned acceptance, secretly eroding the forces behind the God of Light and successfully expanding his own power. The God of Light developed a fondness for this god who perfectly understood his preferences, and fell for him even more quickly than in his previous life. With the Dark God deliberately trying to stumble him, everything went wrong for him. He speculated on every possibility, but he still refused to believe it was the Dark God who did it."
The clown propped up his face and tapped his cheek.
The second star was dyed red.
"Until that day, the God of Light led his vassals to besiege the throne of the God of Darkness. At the critical moment of life and death, all his followers rebelled and sided with the God of Darkness. The imprisoned God of Darkness contemptuously broke free from his chains and stepped on the face of the God of Light..."
Three stars were dyed red.
"What is she doing?"
Because Shen Shuang spoke too fast, the dark elf couldn't hear clearly what she said. He only saw her lips opening and closing. Based on experience, speaking at such a fast speed could only mean a wizard was chanting magic spells, and it was extraordinary magic.
Forbidden magic.
The female elf pulled up the first companion who was knocked unconscious and warned, "Be careful, she is activating forbidden magic."
The last elf to arrive snatched the sacred tree bow, drew his bow, and locked sights. "No matter what kind of magic it is, no matter how powerful the wizard is, before the spell is finished, they are just a target for slaughter."
Chen Shuang took the time to look at the elves' movements. This group of dark elves were facing a formidable enemy, and one of them seemed to want to strike first.
The story continues.
The Dark God stepped on the face of the Light God and said coldly: "Three hundred years in the east, three hundred years in the west, don't bully the young and poor."
The frosted fourth star was dyed red.
The clown nodded thoughtfully.
What a thrilling revenge story! Although some of the words are hard to understand, perhaps this is the charm of the epic poem that is passed down among the gods.
The clown felt that he had benefited a lot.
As he listened, doubts suddenly arose in his mind again.
How could he remember that the Dark God seemed to have been asleep for many years? According to the priest's story, the dark gods should be in power now, but now it seems that light is flourishing and darkness is dying.
The red color of the fourth star in the spread fades slightly, and even tends to regress towards the third star.
Chen Shuang looked at the fifth star that could not be dyed red.
Hiss, this clown is not easy to fool.
She continued, "At that moment, the world darkened, and the dream shattered. It turned out that all this was a dream of the God of Light. He couldn't get over the passing of the God of Darkness for a long time, and tried to numb himself with dreams. He said: As long as you can survive, I will give you my life."
This is right, this is in line with the current situation.
The Joker rubbed his chin.
Wait, something's wrong.
The clown figured out what was going on and his eyebrows instantly twisted into knots.
This is the first time I have experienced such a bloody and tragic story, in which the morally corrupt party sadly sits in a high position and enjoys loneliness and power forever.
Although the clown didn't know what was wrong, he felt that everything about him was wrong and he was not used to the new environment.
The black star of the Crying Clown is faintly visible on the back.
Good timing!
Chen Shuang added, "At this moment, the restless God of Light cast his gaze towards the place where his former lover fell. He inadvertently saw a creature that bore an 80% resemblance to the God of Darkness. His divine heart began to beat violently..."
Just as the clown was concentrating on waiting for the story to turn around, Chen Shuang suddenly stopped, approached the card, and said regretfully: "Although I really want to finish telling you the story, maybe this story will never have an ending."
She pointed her red clown side at the elves outside the house and said distressedly, "I'm dying. What should I do, Mr. Clown?"
Someone threatened to stop updating my account.
The clown hesitated for a while, feeling anxious and worried. He accidentally caught a glimpse of the round fruit in Chen Shuang's hand, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
That breath...great and distant.
The clown blushed excitedly and clapped his hands.
I'll do this even if I lose money!
Congratulations, your judgment of [Schrödinger's Luck] was successful.
[Significantly increasing luck value]
[Achieved the title: The strongest sequel maker]
Chen Shuang didn't hesitate at all. When the judgment was successful, she directly opened the card pool and drew the remaining twenty magic crystals in the inventory.
When your luck value reaches the top, what incredible items will you draw to deal with the current situation?
Two dazzling purple lights escaped from the card pool one after another.
System prompts.
Congratulations, you have obtained the [Temple Guardian Divine Beast Left]
Congratulations! You have obtained the [Temple Guardian Divine Beast - Right]
A pair of mysterious stone lions from the East, they will attack any suspicious factors that undermine stability, including each other.
[Note: They often spit out stone balls from their mouths and throw them at each other. This is a friendly playful behavior. Please do not take their stone balls when they are fighting, otherwise it will be considered an invitation to play.]
A round stone ball rolled down and finally stopped steadily at the elf's feet.
Two pairs of bright eyes instantly locked onto him.
Elves:?
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