But I'm a member of the "human head" group; I should enjoy special privileges.
The clown god's ramblings caused a misunderstanding among the wolf elites hiding in the shadows.
This human doesn't seem that strong!
I'm sure I can take him down.
Driven by this sense of侥幸心理 (a gambler's mentality), they launched a sneak attack on the clown man.
Shadow Wolf slipped directly into the Joker's shadow.
A jet-black dagger slowly emerged from the clown's shadow.
The blade was aimed at the Joker's heart.
"Oh, the little wolf cub is being naughty again?"
The clown's face rotated 180 degrees, staring intently at the arm of the shadow wolf that emerged from his own shadow.
Is this... is this still human?
When he had this thought, he was already decapitated, and his body was instantly cut into pieces by countless wind blades.
The clown's mask, which had been a blue smiling face, suddenly turned orange in confusion.
"You beasts, do you really think you'll see the King of Hell so soon?"
Before the wolf warriors lurking in the shadows could even move away...
They then discovered orange patches appearing on their bodies.
These colored patches caused the wolf warriors unbearable itching.
"This person even has biological weapons?"
They scratched their skin frantically.
I wanted to reduce my itching in this way.
But the more they scratched, the itchier they felt, so they could only keep increasing the pressure.
The skin was scratched open and started to bleed, then muscle tissue was torn away.
They don't feel pain at all, only itching, an itch that goes deep into their bones.
They had even torn their own flesh apart, revealing their bare bones.
A large pool of blood had already been drawn, and in the end, they actually died from the itching themselves.
The clown didn't even glance at them, and left whistling.
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