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Chapter 157 Dancing in Despair

【Ding! 】

[The aura of an evil god has been detected, causing a slight deviation from the original trajectory of the world's destiny, and ripples are beginning to stir in the river of fate. It is predicted that purifying this evil god's aura and correcting the world's original trajectory will yield a large number of Destiny Points and a chance to receive the world's favor.]

[Ding! The method to purify the aura of the evil god is as follows!]

[Method 1: Consume 1000 Destiny Points to condense a "Purifying Light" from the River of Destiny, completely purifying the aura of the evil god!]

[Method Two: The angel race possesses the laws of purification. The host can use the Angelic Scepter to summon a six-winged angel to purify the aura of this evil god. (Note: Even a wisp of the evil god's aura cannot be easily purified by a six-winged angel. Before purifying the evil god's aura, preserve most of the angel's energy; otherwise, purification may fail.)]

[Method Three: Master the laws of purification or light, and use the power of these laws to extinguish the aura of the evil god.]

Method Four: ·······

【warn! 】

[The aura of this evil god has now been absorbed by its followers, resulting in unknown changes. Please make your choice carefully!]

[Hint: This cultist is gaining power through a worm blood sacrifice, undergoing a transformation. Destroying all the worms will interrupt the blood sacrifice and cause the cultist to suffer some of the ritual's backlash.]

I just climbed to the top of a five-story building.

A strange unease crept into Erin's heart as she suddenly heard a notification in her mind.

Feel the message prompt coming to my mind.

Erin's pupils suddenly contracted.

After seeing those strange worms, Erin had thought that this matter might be a little unusual, but he never expected that those worms would be so unusual.

This is actually related to an evil god; to be honest, this is far beyond Erin's expectations.

The evil god hinted at in the scales of fate.

It's clearly not a half-baked evil god like Loki from Asgard.

He doesn't possess the power to derail the world's destiny with just a wisp of energy.

Looking at the warning that appeared on the scales of fate, and the words that urged Erin to make a careful choice.

Erin easily analyzed the potential dangers of this mission.

Thinking about this...

Erin couldn't help but ponder whether or not to accept this mission.

While this mission is threatening, its benefits are equally undeniable.

The number of fate points marked on them is definitely not small.

If he could obtain those Fate Points, it might further enhance Erin's strength.

And that phrase that gives one a chance to be favored by the world's destiny.

This also made Erin somewhat tempted.

The benefits of being favored by fate are self-evident.

Even if it doesn't mean he gets the same treatment as those chosen ones, it will at least improve some of Erin's luck.

To make him less unlucky than he is now.

That's right.

It's just bad luck.

He'd only been here a short time, yet so many things had happened around Erin.

Sometimes Erin would wonder if there was something wrong with her luck.

Otherwise, why do all those unlucky things keep happening around me?

of course.

It's also possible that some of these actions were deliberately orchestrated to gain Fate Points.

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After thinking for a few seconds.

Erin ultimately decided to try and see if he could purify the evil god's aura mentioned in this mission.

For no other reason than that.

He wanted to see just how magical this so-called favor from fate really was.

After Erin made her decision.

In a nearby alley, the clown Erin, who was using a wooden stick to pry open several worms that were writhing wildly outward, also received a message from his true self.

"The cultists of the evil god who have merged with the aura of the evil god, the worm blood sacrifice, this matter seems to be getting more and more interesting."

He casually tossed the short wooden stick aside.

The clown Erin stretched and then stepped out of the alley.

"In that case, let me test the mettle of that evil god's follower."

As he spoke, the clown Erin gently touched the bracelet on his wrist, which was woven from silver-white silk threads.

"Speaking of which, you're getting impatient, aren't you!"

Bucky, the Winter Soldier behind Erin, watched his new boss in silence.

For some reason, he sometimes felt that the new boss's way of thinking was somewhat different from that of ordinary people.

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As the clown Erin stepped out of the alley, he spread his arms and looked expectantly at the worms that had merged with the worms emerging from the sewers and were now gathering together again, surging towards this tide of worms.

Come on, babies.

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"Damn bugs, I'm out of bullets."

A federal soldier empties his magazine in the face of the worm tide.

He took a tactical grenade directly from his belt, pulled the pin, and rushed forward two steps. Using the momentum, he threw the grenade at the swarm of worms.

But before the tactical grenade could land, two long snakes made of worms suddenly emerged from the swarm of worms and bit the thrown tactical grenade.

It was accompanied by a roar.

The two worm-like snakes exploded with a deafening roar.

However, the results achieved by the tactical grenades that were detonated prematurely were far inferior to those achieved before.

"Damn it, am I hallucinating? Those worms seem to have developed brains. They can actually use..."

Before the stunned federal soldier could finish speaking, his teammate grabbed his arm and dragged him away frantically into the distance.

"Idiot, don't get distracted."

Just as those soldiers fled the scene.

The worm tide completely engulfed the place where they had been.

They hadn't been running for long.

The Federation soldiers then saw a strange man with his arms outstretched and wearing a clown mask walking towards them.

Upon seeing that Erin appeared to be walking in the opposite direction, one of the Federation soldiers immediately shouted, "Get out of here! Anyone who doesn't want to die should leave now!"

"Yeah?"

The clown, Erin, chuckled lightly, then said, "A worm blood sacrifice? I'd like to see who can kill whom..."

The words had barely left his lips.

The clown Erin charged forward into the swarm of worms in a single stride.

"Web Devourer!"

Just a few dozen meters away from the worm tide, the clown Erin suddenly swung his right hand hard at the worm tide in front of him.

The next second, the threads of resentment and venom were woven into a simple silver spider web, which was then flung onto the swarm of worms in front of them.

Those silver threads, like the sharp sword threads of legend, easily severed the bodies of those surging worms.

The worms killed by the venomous threads of resentment were not transformed into resources for metamorphosis by other worms, as they had been before.

Almost the instant the worms were killed, their flesh and blood were instantly devoured by the venomous threads of resentment.

After devouring a large amount of worm flesh and blood.

The length of the resentment and lingering feelings has increased once again.

The most obvious.

Yes, that spiderweb that the clown Erin threw out seems to have gotten even bigger.

"GOOD!"

After witnessing the venomous threads of love devour these worms, their length increased once more.

A mad smile crept across the clown Erin's lips.

Then he reached out and forcefully dragged the strands of resentment and affection aside.

With a flick of his wrist, the net woven from the venomous threads of resentment tore countless worms in half. The torn flesh was then instantly devoured by the threads of resentment, turning into ashes.

It seemed as if it felt this web of resentment was not working properly.

next second.

The threads of resentment and venomous affection folded back and forth, quickly transforming into a crude long whip in the hands of the clown, Erin.

He raised the long whip in his hand and lashed it fiercely at the swarm of worms in front of him.

Instantly, dozens of silvery-white threads tore apart countless worms, cutting a gap in the worm tide.

"Sure enough, clowns and whips are the perfect match!"

After realizing that this simple whip was far more convenient than the previous spider web, I understood why.

Holding the "Soul-Devouring Whip" in his hand!

The clown Erin began to spin his body again.

The swarm of worms, almost within arm's reach, constantly sent out dangerous signals, stimulating the nerves of the clown, Erin.

Under these dangerous stimuli, the clown Erin's body became even more agile and nimble.

He simply stepped back slightly, thus avoiding the swarm of worms that suddenly spewed towards his face.

Then, with a gentle flick of his right hand, the "Soul-Devouring Whip" sliced ​​open once again amidst the swarm of worms.

Then, with a slight misstep, the clown Erin stepped into the gap he had cut open.

In response to the clown Erin's seemingly self-defeating act, the tide of worms on both sides trembled slightly, and countless worms poured out like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

They surged wildly toward the clown Erin, attempting to engulf him.

Faced with this danger that could devour him, the clown Erin showed no panic whatsoever; instead, he became even more excited.

It even started spinning rapidly in place.

As the clown Erin spun, the "Soul-Eating Whip" in his hand also began to spin rapidly around him.

The excited clown, Erin, seemed to be dancing a death waltz amidst the swarm of worms.

With each rotation, countless worms' bodies were torn apart and devoured by the "Soul-Devouring Whip".

As more and more worm flesh was devoured by the venomous threads of love, the "Soul-Devouring Whip" grew longer and longer, and even its coverage area became larger.

Round and round...

unknowingly.

He has cleared a vacuum zone with a diameter of six meters around the clown Erin.

Within this range, there is almost no worm present.

And this time.

The massive swarm of worms seemed to realize that the clown Erin was not to be trifled with.

It deliberately split off a torrent to avoid the clown, Erin.

"They actually know how to hide? Looks like these worms aren't as stupid as I thought!"

The worm tide seemed to have no intention of provoking Clown Erin, but sensing the rapid growth of their resentful feelings, and having tasted the sweetness of it, Clown Erin was not going to let them go.

With a swift movement, the clown Erin brandished his "Soul-Eating Whip" and charged towards the area with the most worms in the worm tide.

Her lithe figure moved nimbly through the sea of ​​worms, as if she were in an empty space.

And the "Soul-Devouring Whip" in his hand, under the spiritual blessing of the clown Erin, seemed to become even more eerie and ruthless, containing unimaginable terrifying power.

Each swing easily tears apart a large number of worms, creating an opening in the vast worm tide.

but.

Every move the clown Erin makes is like dancing on a knife's edge.

This seemingly unbelievable scene was also inseparable from the clown Erin's keen observation.

After all, any misstep could lead to Erin being devoured by billions of worms.

Although Erin's body is much stronger than that of an ordinary person, he is far from being as invulnerable as the Hulk.

With the teeth of these worms.

If you're not careful, they can probably turn themselves into a skeleton in just a few dozen seconds.

In this situation, the clown Erin's brain was practically spinning at an overload.

At this moment, he could be said to have used the Joker's keen intuition and his own observation skills to the extreme. He even used the method of self-sleep to make his adrenaline secretion overloaded, which took him into the slow-motion state of bullet time.

Almost every time he landed, he could find the safest spot among countless places, one with the fewest worms.

Sometimes it's the roof of a car, sometimes it's the lid of a trash can...

Of course, if he really can't find it, the clown Erin will use his "Soul-Eating Whip" to temporarily clear a safe space for himself.

A powerful will desperately controlled his body, making the clown Erin dance on the edge of a knife.

But he didn't dislike the feeling at all.

They even enjoyed this crazy, adrenaline-fueled stimulation.

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The scene of the clown Erin dancing amidst a swarm of worms.

It quickly attracted the attention of many people.

The soldier who had just urged the clown Erin to run away opened his mouth wide as he saw this scene, as if he were about to swallow an egg.

"Damn it, I must be hallucinating..."

Meanwhile, a helicopter had been dispatched and was broadcasting live over Harlem. Upon witnessing this incredible scene, a reporter from a New York television station did not hesitate to focus his camera on the Joker, Erin.

At the same time, he exclaimed exaggeratedly, "My God! Look!"

On the television broadcast, countless people watched the clown dancing amidst the swarm of worms on their television screens.

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At that moment, countless people gasped in surprise for the clown, Erin.

"Mom, that clown with the mask is dancing among the bugs..."

"My God! That guy is amazing! Those deadly worms couldn't even scratch him..."

"He was actually dancing while simultaneously torturing and killing those worms..."

"Damn it, just how powerful is that clown? I wish I had his strength..."

"What kind of weapon is that guy holding? Why are the worms reduced to ashes wherever it goes...?"

(End of this chapter)