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Chapter 224 Shafa vs. Levimir? An Unexpected Twist! (Bonus Chapter, 5K words!)
Without any movement, the clown simply looked up at the painter, whose face, covered in paint, remained as calm as a still lake, devoid of any emotion or ripple.

"Fine, since that's the case, then I'll grant your wish to remain obstinate."

The painter sighed softly, shook his head, and spoke in an aria-like tone, seemingly filled with regret.

He was surprised that the clown who was laughing had not spoken a word from beginning to end, and even when he was about to fail and die, he did not answer him with a single word.

But it didn't matter. The painter knew he was about to win, enter the semi-finals, overcome the last two challenges, and then obtain the golden road sign scroll that he had been longing for!
Suddenly, an enormous shadow once again enveloped the guardian castle where the painter stood.

That was the gigantic clown head, ten thousand meters long, summoned by the Laughing Clown, grinning and opening its massive mouth, ready to devour the guardian castle along with the painter.

The painter instinctively wanted to activate the oil paintings guarding the castle, to bring them to "life" and destroy the enormous clown's head.

But by some strange twist of fate, He once again summoned the Kingdom Legion cavalry, armed with candy lances and riding paper-cut warhorses, who used a cross-shaped tactic to slice open the clown's head, which was ten thousand meters long.

boom!
"Hehehe, hahaha! Hehehe, hahaha! Hehehe, hahaha!"

The giant clown's head exploded, leaving a chilling laugh in the air.

The painter, no longer paying attention, casually held up his easel, picked up his brush, and once again aimed at the laughing clown on the metal arena below, beginning to paint.

The clown's surroundings were transformed once again into a vibrant oil painting.

Cavalry, elves, clouds... first appearing frozen in the painting, then as the painting changes, the clown with the laughter is already lying in the painting, his body riddled with arrows, his body blown to pieces, and his candy-like arms broken off.

The painting "Death of the Clown" has appeared three times in this way.

The painting gradually came to life, and the cavalry and elves vanished.

boom!
The clown's body exploded.

On the balcony guarding the castle, the painter breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he felt something was off.

He didn't understand why the clown who was amazed didn't resist.

I don't understand why the Clown of Surprise and Laughter still came out of the void when there was only one clone left, which is equivalent to only the original body. It's like he's courting death.

"As expected of one of the twelve clowns of the Church of Paradox, he is just like the other clowns, acting extremely strangely."

"Could it be that, for the Clown of Laughter, the task given to Him by the Church of Paradox was to obtain the Golden Beacon Scroll, and since He couldn't get it, He would rather die than accept the Church's punishment?"

"Then, captivated by my 'anti-realism' and 'fairytale world,' and enthralled by my superb painting skills, they would rather die in this tragic and dramatic way, at my hands, on the stage, in front of the audience drawn from the entire universe?"

The painter shook his head and sighed inwardly.

Putting everything else aside, this clown who makes people laugh is truly a man of character.

If they hadn't met at the Super Fighting Grand Prix, He would have loved to be friends with the Joker.

Unfortunately, he gave the Clown of Laughter a chance to surrender and admit defeat, a chance to live, but the Clown refused.

"Never mind, I'll paint a commemorative portrait of Him after this Super Fighting Grand Prix is ​​over..."

The painter was thinking this, just as he was about to deactivate the protective castle, return to the arena, and receive the announcement of his momentous victory from the commentator.

He had once learned about the divine battle technique of "non-existence of the original body" by chance in a mysterious ancient book, and understood that as an angel, the Clown of Terror could at most transform his original body into three clones.

Therefore, having already killed the Laughing Clown three times, the painter had nothing left to fear.
He planned to take advantage of the opportunity before the others went up to the arena to rest and recover the superhuman power that was only about two-fifths left in his body.

But at that moment, the painter's pupils suddenly contracted, his whole body trembled, and he looked down at the metal arena in disbelief.

On the metal arena... in the previously empty air... a new, clown of laughter... stepped out once again!

"what's the situation?"

"This is impossible!"

The painter suddenly smeared something on his eyes, and a strange paint appeared, seeping into his eyes.

He looked again, dispelling illusions and hallucinations, and gazed at the metal arena.

The clown who makes people laugh is still around.

The clown, his face painted with oil and sporting a red nose, still maintained his calm and composed expression, still gripping the eerie green dagger, and looked up at the painter.

But this time, the painter felt from the bottom of his heart that there seemed to be an unfathomable abyss hidden in His calm eyes.

A colossal black shadow once again enveloped the entire guardian castle.

It was the head of a clown, ten thousand meters long, with a strange, eerie laugh, opening its enormous mouth to devour the guardian castle, along with the painter.

Without a second thought, the painter immediately summoned two squads of toy cavalry from the kingdom's legions—the fastest response among all his secret abilities.

After all, if the castle were to be breached and the Laughing Clown were to engage in close combat, the painter himself would also be in trouble and wouldn't be able to activate [Anti-Reality] so smoothly.

In any case, let's defeat the Laughing Clown first!
call out!call out!
Two toy-like squads of royal cavalry charged in a cross formation once again, slicing open the enormous clown's head.

boom!
The enormous clown's head exploded, leaving only a chilling laugh echoing in the air.

"Hehehe, hahaha! Hehehe, hahaha! Hehehe, hahaha!"

The painter had no time to spare and only wanted to finish the job quickly. He immediately held the easel in his left hand and moved the paintbrush swiftly in his right hand, aiming it at the laughing clown on the metal ring.

The colors around the clown, who had been laughing in surprise, became vibrant again. A giant oil painting appeared, encompassing the clown, followed by cavalry, elves, clouds...

Almost instantly, the "world-famous painting" *The Death of the Clown* reappeared.

The oil painting gradually came to life, and with a "bang," the clown who had already been defeated and killed on the ground exploded once again, his body riddled with wounds.

But then, the void suddenly twisted, and a new clown with a startled laugh stepped out.

Fifth place.

"No, no! This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Even a ruler can only create five clones by [non-existing main body]! You can't possibly do that!"

The painter roared, this time seemingly losing his mind, and was about to unleash the "anti-realistic" oil painting.

However, an enormous black shadow once again enveloped Him and the castle.

It was that gigantic clown head again, its massive mouth agape with a sinister smile, ready to devour everything.

The painter summoned the kingdom's legions once more, and they charged through the enormous clown's head in a cross formation.

"Hehehe, hahaha! Hehehe, hahaha! Hehehe, hahaha!"

The eerie laughter of the clown echoed in the air once more.

Without hesitation, the painter immediately used "Anti-Reality" and "Fairy Tale World" to kill the Laughing Clown for the fifth time.

But as the oil painting came back to life, the clown who was lying dead on the ground exploded with a "bang" once again.

The void twisted, and a sixth, new Laughing Clown calmly stepped out.

The painter nearly went mad, but just then, the gigantic clown head, thousands of meters long, reappeared in the air, its enormous mouth opening as it was about to devour the castle.

boom!
As the enormous clown's head was cleaved open by the cavalry's cross-shaped charge, the eerie clown's laugh reappeared in the air.

"Hehehe, hahaha! Hehehe, hahaha! Hehehe, hahaha!"

……

……

"Hehehe, hahaha! Hehehe, hahaha! Hehehe, hahaha!"

The laughter was like a drill, trying to penetrate the painter's ears.

……

At this moment.

Inside the golden barrier, on the metal arena.

The clown, holding the eerie green dagger in both hands, calmly looked up at the painter guarding the castle balcony.

The painter seemed to have gone mad, or perhaps he was trapped in some kind of terrifying "loop," constantly talking to the air and waving his paintbrush.

The painter's every action seemed to have become "fixed," merely a repetitive "cycle."

The painter first looked down at a certain point in the void, where there was clearly nothing, yet he cried out in terror and madness, "Impossible!"

Then, the toy soldiers of the Kingdom's army were summoned by Him and launched a cross-shaped attack on the empty space behind the castle.

Then, the painter wielded his brush again at a similarly empty spot on the metal arena.

That empty place will instantly transform into a giant oil painting as He wields his brush, in which cavalry, elves, clouds, and so on will appear.

Then, the giant oil painting vanishes, but only a moment later, the painter turns to look at another part of the metal arena, shouting "Impossible!" and continues to summon the toy soldiers of the kingdom's army to launch a cross-shaped charge against the sky above the castle's rear...

All of this seemed so strange that for a short time, no one understood what the painter was doing.

At the very beginning, the painter killed the clown's clone twice in a row.

However, everything changed when the Joker's last clone, which was essentially his original body, appeared from the void and summoned the gigantic clown head that was tens of thousands of meters long.

After the painter smashed open the enormous clown's head and heard the eerie, shrill laughter, he immediately fell into this cycle.
He speaks to the void, casts an anti-reality paint spell on the void, shouts "impossible!" at the void, and then inexplicably summons toy soldiers to attack the air behind the castle.

He seemed to be trapped in a terrible hallucination, endlessly repeating the same fixed behavior, unable to escape it.

"Conditions are eternal..."

Tefal's eyes flickered as he watched the scene on the metal arena, especially the painter who kept repeating those actions, and the clown who remained calm and quietly watched the painter on the balcony of the castle in the air.

"Conditions are eternal?"

Alexander repeated Tefalo's words with surprise, and continued:

"what do you mean……"

Tefaro nodded:

"It's almost certain now that the top-level secret agreement signed by the Clown of Laughter is 'Eternal Conditions'."

After thinking for a moment, He continued:

"He must have just pulled the painter into an infinite loop of 'eternity' by establishing three similar 'conditions'. Unless He actively releases it, the painter will remain trapped like this until he dies."

Xia Fa had already begun to ponder this after the painter started his repetitive dialogue and attacks on the void. He then slowly spoke, communicating with Tefaro:
"When faced with the three clones of the Laughing Clown, the painter's reaction and response were almost identical each time, which is equivalent to three consecutive repetitions of the same behavior. In this way, through three repetitive 'conditions,' the 'eternity' of repetition was achieved?"

Tefaro nodded slightly, but shook his head with a wry smile:

"It seems that the most difficult one to deal with, besides you Caesar, is this clown who is always laughing. The condition is eternal... It is indeed the most bizarre and hardest to defend against as a top-level secret agreement."

He paused, as if remembering something, and added:
"But the Clown of Laughter also possesses the divine battle technique of [Non-Existence of the Original Body], which comes from the [Paradox Clown]. Now it is easier for Him to lure his opponents to achieve the 'eternity' He desires through certain 'conditions'."

The narrator's voice, the physical voice of the presenter, rang out at that moment.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!!!"

"That was amazing! That battle was absolutely fantastic!"

"Did everyone understand? Hahaha, if you didn't understand, let me explain!"

"The Clown of Laughter has signed a supreme-level secret pact called Eternal Conditions, which allows Him to achieve His desired 'eternity' through three 'conditions'."

"This time, the clown who is laughing wants eternity to be 'the painter is always attacking Him'. Therefore, all it takes is to make the painter repeat this behavior three times, which is equivalent to fulfilling three repetition conditions, so that the painter can enter this repetitive eternity!"

"First, the first step is to have the painter pop the 'clown balloon' that He summons, thereby leaving a deep impression on the painter about that eerie clown laughter."

"Then, at the second point, the painter uses the combination of 'anti-reality' and 'fairytale world' to kill one of His clones. Since the painter considers himself a painter, killing the opponent in the oil painting can leave a second deep impression on the painter."

"Finally, the third turning point is the reappearance of the Clown of Laughter's clone, forcing the painter to deal with it once again!"

"In this way, three nodes control the painter to perform similar repetitive behaviors."

"As the third clone of the Laughing Clown summoned the [Clown Balloon] once more, it was shattered by the painter's repeated Kingdom Legion Cross Charge, followed by the clown's eerie laughter—"

"The painter... was completely drawn into the eternity of 'forever attacking the clown who laughs'!"

The commentator, being a seasoned professional, possessed extensive knowledge and quickly answered many of the audience's questions.

This also made those viewers of lower status fully understand what had happened.

Not only the audience, but also Xia Fa and Te Faro learned a lot from this and realized the places they had overlooked before.

"So, according to this logic, in order to achieve the 'conditions' that are repeated three times on the opponent, thereby pulling the opponent into the 'eternity' of repetition, we must use 'nodes' that leave a deep impression on the opponent to control their behavior?"

Xiafa murmured, as if talking to himself, or as if discussing something with Tefaro.

Tefaro nodded slowly, a thoughtful look in his eyes:

"That must be the case. Otherwise, without those situations that leave a deep impression on the painter, the painter wouldn't have repeatedly performed similar actions, thus repeating the cycle three times and truly falling into an eternal loop."

Xia Fa nodded slightly in agreement, and seeing that Alexander still didn't quite understand, he explained in a way that was both an explanation and a discussion:

"It was precisely because the painter was deeply impressed by the situations corresponding to those three nodes that he was able to make similar reactions and responses."

"And each reaction and response to encountering and killing the Laughing Clown forms a continuous cycle."

"If this cycle is repeated three times, and each time is similar, it becomes a kind of temporary and unchanging 'eternity,' and the condition of three times is met, which will allow the secret ability of the eternal condition to be fully activated."

Tefal replied with a sigh:
"The painter...is thus truly trapped in an endless, eternal cycle."

Whether it's the eerie, strange laughter of the clown balloon after it's popped.
Or perhaps it's the clown's death scene in the oil painting, reminiscent of an ancient Greek tragedy.

And finally, the appearance of the new Laughing Clown.

It not only impressed the painter, but also left a deep impression on the spectators.

It is precisely because the "impression" left in the painter's mind that the painter made the same reaction time and time again, thus repeating the cycle three times, ultimately achieving a "permanence" that allowed the painter to endlessly repeat without realizing it.

Suddenly, with a thud, the painter, who had been sweating profusely and frantically painting a spot in the air on the metal arena, rolled his eyes upward, revealing bloodshot whites, and then collapsed on the balcony of the castle.

With a bang, the guardian castle crumbled into yellow sand, scattering in all directions, seemingly disintegrating automatically without the support of the painter's extraordinary power.

With a heavy thud, the painter crashed to the ground amidst the falling yellow sand.

He fainted because his supernatural power was exhausted and his spirit was on the verge of collapse. He was terrified that the Clown of Laughter had an infinite number of clones.

The clown, however, didn't even glance at the painter. He burst into smoke and went straight back to the deck of the pirate ship.

"Hahaha, the painter has fainted and is completely incapacitated."

"What a pity, the painter was already excellent and powerful enough..."

"Therefore, I declare the winner of the first match of the third round... the Clown of Laughter...!"

The commentator laughed loudly and casually waved his hand, and an ice-blue spotlight, symbolizing a crushing defeat, shone on the unconscious painter on the metal ring.

The painter was immediately teleported to the deck, still unconscious.

But the other young overlords, including Xia Fa and Te Faro, couldn't care less about that. They could only signal to the eliminated contestants to go and treat the painter.

Because the second match of the third round is about to begin!

The remaining six are Tefal, the one-act actor, Shafa, Ruscondro, Levimir, and Cortel.

So, who will be facing off against whom?

Xia Fa pondered that the choice of which side to face off determined the outcome of this Super Fighting Grand Prix!

For example, if Tefalo were to face a one-act actor... then Shafa himself would have an easier time, since a top-tier angel-level overlord would definitely be eliminated.

But if he were to face either Tefal or a one-man show actor, the one who would reap the benefits would be the other one.

Moreover, besides these two top-tier angel-level overlords, there is at least one extremely mysterious Levimir who needs to be guarded against.

As for Naruscondra and Cortel, it seems we don't need to worry too much about them. These two don't seem to have mastered the Divine Battle Techniques. They barely advanced in the first round after a hard-fought battle with other angel-level overlords.

Just then, the voice of the narrator suddenly rang out.

"Then, the second round of the third match shall officially begin!"

"This time, it will be..."

"Caesar, against Levimir!"

Xia Fa was stunned. He never expected that he would be the one to go first.

And what's more, it was Levimir who was being attacked!
Shafa has always been quite interested in the mystery surrounding Levimir.

Since He is an angel-level overlord, why was He previously only considered a whale-level being?
Why did He appear at the Mist God's Hunting Grounds?
In particular, Levi's past seemed to be clearly known to other clergy members of the Silver Church, and had been discussed privately on numerous occasions.

Whether it was the schools He attended, the characteristics of being a superhuman descendant of a cosmic behemoth like Leviathan, or His rise to become the most promising young elite outside the earthly kingdom of the Silver Church, this is all relevant.

Such a person, with a clear and upright past, suddenly leaped to become an angel-level overlord, and even brazenly participated in the Super Fighting Grand Prix, which was watched by audiences throughout the universe...

Xia Fa felt increasingly suspicious the more he thought about it.

But at that moment, Levimir turned his head and gave Shafa a rather deep look.

Then, this incredibly burly and mysterious man did something astonishing that surprised everyone present!
(End of this chapter)