Chapter 1233: The final whisper

【You have acquired extremely exquisite circus skills, to a degree that you can even be invited to perform by a national royal family, and thus have successfully activated the hidden Black Iron-level profession badge "Colorful Clown"】

【Colorful Clown: A special type of comedian commonly found in places like stages, circuses, and carnivals. They often wear oversized shoes and bizarre costumes with clashing colors. They usually possess certain juggling skills and entertain the audience by making a fool of themselves.】

【Wearing effect: After years of hard study and careful deliberation, your technique for playing the Colorful Clown has become perfect. Not only can you perform good magic tricks, but even your usual every move carries a silliness that makes people laugh and a kind of foolishness that makes people unable to help but laugh】

【Advanced route: None】

【Hidden characteristic (no need to wear): No one will be on guard against a silly person who looks simple and honest. When you are performing as a clown, everyone's vigilance toward you will drop significantly】

"Look, I said he was a clown!"

Looking at Li Ang's colorful attire and the big nose that had suddenly appeared on his face, the young version of Prince An De Lie couldn't help but laugh excitedly. He then reached out to grab Li Ang's arm and dragged him impatiently toward the garden platform.

"Quick, quick, quick! Hurry and perform that magic trick from just now for my mother! If you perform it well... Eh?"

When he said this, seemingly having discovered something strange, the young prince couldn't help but stop his actions, his eyes full of confusion:

"Where is that magical small knife of yours? Did you hide it?"

Magical small knife?

Hearing the young prince's question, Li Ang, who was checking his new badge, couldn't help but blink in surprise.

Does the small knife refer to the 【Silver Dagger of Cutting】? Isn't it right in my hand... Holy crap!

Looking at the large bunch of balloons he was holding in his hand, Li Ang's brain couldn't help but go blank.

Where is my knife? It was clearly still in my hand just a moment ago!

"It seems your knife is gone."

Just at this moment, a cold and distant voice rang out abruptly from the mouth of the young prince.

It was unknown whether he had "returned" again or if he had "never left" in the first place. The sunny Prince An De Lie pulled Li Ang's wrist and nodded with satisfaction under his vigilant gaze:

"This is more pleasing to the eye. What a clown should be holding are balloons, playing cards, and such things. What's the point of holding a knife?"

"..."

Not paying attention to Prince An De Lie's words, Li Ang immediately communicated with Xiao Ha and the three cleaning personnel from the Scorpio branch, only to discover that none of them gave any response. Li Ang's eyes couldn't help but narrow.

"All my anomalous objects can no longer be used?"

"Of course."

Prince An De Lie continued to pull Li Ang toward the platform while asking back with a calm expression:

"You are now just a Colorful Clown in a circus responsible for making fun. Why would you have anomalous objects in your hand?"

"..."

"Remember, you are now a clown invited by my father. This is your only identity. All powers and things that do not belong to a clown will not appear on you, and you had best not commit any behavior that violates your identity."

"What if I do?"

"Then there will be no more you."

Facing Li Ang's question, the young Prince An De Lie said without looking back: "The canvas of this painting you are currently staying in is mixed with a small fragment of a dead material world, and the scene depicted by my brush is the rule of this world.

Just as there cannot be true living people in the Dead World, and the dead cannot stay long in the world of the living, according to the new rules I just painted, in this world I control, you can only be a clown who performs tricks.

If you truly commit behavior that violates the rules, then you will be rejected by the entire world, just like a living person who accidentally enters the Dead World. Every time you violate it, the rejection will deepen, until you are completely erased by the world's will and become a stain on the painting."

In this painting... there is a fragment of a dead world?!

After listening to Prince An De Lie's answer, Li Ang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

No wonder the 【Silver Dagger of Cutting】 could cut open this painting but couldn't maintain the existence of the "cut." If everything Prince An De Lie said was true, then this painting was equivalent to a world shrunk countless times.

And the threshold for the 【Silver Dagger of Cutting】 to cut through the world and travel freely was the 60-point infection value of the True God level. He, who was 1 point short, could only briefly break open this world but couldn't truly escape from inside...

What should he do?

"I said, after rejecting me, you will definitely regret it."

After looking back at Li Ang's expression, Prince An De Lie said with a cold expression:

"First, this painting was drawn by me for myself, and you are neither my family nor my friend. If I had a choice, I wouldn't want you to appear here.

Secondly, as for why I reminded you not to mess around, it is because I don't want you to mess things up and, after being rejected by the world, become a dirty ink dot that dirties my painting."

"..."

"Finally, your immortal body only means you won't be harmed, but this kind of rejection from the world's will does not involve life or death, but is a more thorough 'erasure.'

If you feel unwilling and don't want to be a clown in my painting just like this, and want to try whether you can resist it with your immortal body, then that's up to you. But I will have the guards take you further away in advance, so as not to leave a stain in this garden where the banquet is being held."

"Is that so..."

After listening carefully to An De Lie's warning, looking at the young prince's hopping back, Li Ang was silent for a while, then silently switched to the 【Speak Dirty】 badge and asked warmly:

"An De Lie Dian Xia, is that fragment of the dead world what you obtained from the Lu Wang Society at the cost of sacrificing your entire family to ensure the bloodline of the Ke Luo Ke Wang Shi was severed?"

"..."

Facing this vicious question that came with a defense-breaking effect, even though Prince An De Lie's ability to cultivate his temperament was quite good, he still couldn't help but tremble all over. His small hands, still carrying two parts of baby fat, clenched tightly, gripping Li Ang's arm to death.

"Dian Xia, you are hurting me."

After gently patting the back of the young prince's hand, Li Ang asked with kindness:

"Are you stung in your heart by my words, so you are using this kind of childish behavior, wanting to vent your anger of accidentally killing your own parents by scratching the skin of a poor clown?"

"..."

"It doesn't matter, I forgive you."

After reaching out and patting the young prince's stiff back, Li Ang said softly with sympathy in his eyes:

"Although you became an adult very early, in my heart, you are still a poor giant baby who cannot face his own mistakes and can only use the method of creating a fake world to perform spiritual self-comfort. How could I have the heart to blame you?

An De Lie Dian Xia, your life from beginning to end is a meaningless humorous farce. I, the clown painted by you, am just wearing a clown's clothes. As for you... you have successfully used your whole life to tell me what a true clown is."

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