About the Matter That I Joined the Evil Organization

It's just that unlike the dragon clan, the three major clans are not too powerful, and their own camps change frequently.

It's like trying to survive and adapt to a changing society.

Because of this, it is actually not a pleasing force.

The senior clown suddenly said that he knew the inside story, which sounded as suspicious as possible.

"...An inside story? At that time, Lord Valeira was about 10 years old, that is to say, the White Knight?"

No. 2 turned his head over and saw that the senior clown had turned over all the mahjong. He completely felt that neurasthenia, a game that tests memory, was not fun at all.

"That's right, just as you judged..."

When the senior clown admitted his judgment, No. 2 sighed deeply.

Although he had such a premonition, yesterday's topic was still on strengthening the fighting power of the evil organization.

Even now, senior clown has to admit one thing, that is, there is no one that this evil organization can fight.

The general is outside the scope of the discussion.

It's better to say... No. 2 put forward a very interesting hypothesis yesterday, which caused the senior clown to almost tie up the general.

The senior clown didn't know what it was like after he had experienced the connection with the "hate", although the whole process was only for a moment.

The phenomenon caused by "hatred", rather this phenomenon is called "hatred".

The phenomenon is characterized by premature decay, causing the world to return to nothingness.

However, the reason for the phenomenon of "hatred" is the large number of parallel worlds created by the ancient humans.

In other words, the rate of erosion of "hatred" has accelerated, possibly due to the recognition of specific signals, such as the biological signals of ancient humans.

The general did not refute the hypothesis No. 2.

In other words, the Dragon Tooth Sword I swung at the beginning almost seemed to be saying to the "hate" outside the "wall": the general is inside...

The general knew such important information, but he still kept silent.

In the end, he and the senior clown kicked the general who was crouching on defense for half an hour.

The price was that he and senior clown's feet hurt for half an hour.

"...White Knight?" No. 2 muttered to himself.

The third-generation white knight armament was crushed, and the two-handed giant sword (Dragon Tooth Sword) was too heavy a burden on the white knight.

This is also a hint from him in the future.

No matter what, it was the strongest and most invincible sword. If it was me, then of course it would be impossible to give up such a main weapon unless there was a reason to give it up.

All this points to the strengthening of the White Knight.

If the fictional future he experienced was for inner strengthening, then what he had to face next was the strengthening of the White Knight itself.

And... in order to adapt to the White Knight, the choices I may face.

For the ancient emperors, the most desired immortality, No. 2 is at their fingertips, but the problem is that there are many immortality to choose from.

Or it should be said that every undead characteristic of the leader is an object that he can choose.

Splicing zombies, vampires, werewolves, hunters, dragon's blood, panacea, etc... There is even such a choice as the devil transforming people.

Apparently compared to yesterday's serious topic, today's topic seems more like asking him to show off his masculinity.

(What happened to senior clown? Nothing happened recently...)

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PS: So Chapter 2...

Chapter 437 Prologue-3

Chapter 437 Prologue-3

"Cough... It's time to get down to business, it's still yesterday's problem."

The Clown King coughed lightly, and accidentally touched the whole set of mahjong. At this time, the eyes of others were a little piercing.

It's just that no one echoed the topic of the Clown King.

Probably feeling that discussing things seriously is not in line with their style of painting, the Clown King got up and went to the kitchen next door to bring out the boiled peanuts he had made not long ago.

"General, you and the leader should eat peanuts."

"Wow! Peanuts..."

The leader who uttered a jubilant cry of jubilation fit his appearance, peeled the peanuts like a hamster, and ate them with gusto.

The general on the side also smiled awkwardly, and took out a few cans of beer, but they were all ready.

"Hey... not enough manpower."

"Isn't there not enough people who are responsible for using their brains? Well, it's delicious."

No. 2 couldn't help but vomited, and peeled a handful of peanuts that he had just grabbed.

The leader who has been robbed of peanuts is like a hamster whose territory has been invaded, baring its teeth at No. 2 and the general.