"What a strong child!"

Looking at the boy who had been wiped out most of the oil paint in front of him, revealing his young face, his clothes were torn and covered in blood, a trace of smile appeared in Yuan Qingwei's eyes.

"You are a strong child and a clown. I like you more and more! It's really nostalgic! How about it? Are you interested in becoming my family!"

Yuan Qingwei, who transformed into the patriarch of the Noah clan, opened her arms, as if she was welcoming the clown.

"Disillusion!" The clown roared, raised his hand and shot out more than a dozen playing cards, each of which looked like a sharp blade.

"Joker! Have you chosen to leave me again?" Yuan Qingwei showed a kind of grief about the clown's attack, and at the same time, he used a chanting method to constantly inform the other party of his existence, expressing the essence of the villain's excessive talk to the fullest.

In Yuanqingwei's telling, the Noah clan is the remaining human beings after the death of the Holy Light Lord. He holds the original secrets in the world and has powerful power.

And because they and humans have the same roots and origins from the beginning, any human being can become his tribe member.

Their purpose is very simple, they want to reshape the world and break humanity from God's hands.

He kept telling the harmony between himself and his tribe members, as if he wanted to influence the clown.

"Shut up! You monster, bastard, villain, should die in the destruction of the world..."

The clown roared again, and at this time his voice was already a little hoarse, and his malicious words showed his own anger and pain.

Yuan Qingwei's originally sad expression froze instantly. He grinned and his sharp teeth opened slightly.

"What a bad boy! Do you know I don't like to hear this. I'm just saying so much because of him?" Yuan Qingwei felt that someone had already arrived around, so he turned his attention to Ye Mo.

"What do you want to do!"

As the Night Demon as a group with the clown, the importance of this middle-aged man to the clown is beyond doubt. In the clown's life where he lost his father since childhood, he played a role almost as good as his father and teacher.

So when Yuan Qingwei transferred his target to Ye Mo, the clown was instantly panicked.

He wanted to stop him, but he was no match for Yuan Qingwei at all. He easily defeated. Just as Yuan Qingwei was slowly preparing to take them away, more than a dozen water lights appeared and turned into pythons and entangled towards Yuan Qingwei.

At the same time, waves of black shadows appeared, trying to wrap around Yuan Qingwei's feet.

"It's not slow!" Looking at the long-haired beauty with dark blue hair appeared in the air, and the wizard holding a stick in one hand and a puffer in the other, Yuan Qing smiled, picked up the pumpkin umbrella, waved it casually, and the huge power directly ignored the other party's summoned defense and knocked them away.

"Get up!" Seeing this, the beauty with long dark blue hair suddenly raised her hands, and countless water lights surged, overlapping and covering them layer by layer. The misty water vapor turned into fog, blocking the internal and external perception.

"It's interesting!" Yuan Qingwei, who noticed the changes outside, waited deliberately for a few seconds before breaking the boiling water vapor and walked out. He saw a few wisps of disappeared black gas, but there was no trace of the four people. He smiled and turned to look at the Kingdom of Talba, which had completely turned into a part of the virtual game world.

‘It’s okay for simple street heroes. Most of them are naive and persistent, and lack the ways to enhance and sources of intelligence. I don’t need to do anything more. I just choose to accept the virtual game world for various reasons and gain power from it. When they get the power of the virtual game world, their superpowers are gradually beginning to open to me, and the virtual game world will continue to be stronger and improved because of their power.’

Yuan Qingwei, who transformed into a thousand-year-old man, had a dark look. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his glasses again, and slowly thought in his heart.

‘In comparison, whether it is the arcane, alchemist, or the clergy of the alliance, they have never been less concerned about the virtual game world. Even if many experiments are actually more resource-saving with the help of the virtual network world, they are willing to place those experiments in reality. And clergy almost never enter the virtual game world.’

‘This is not good news for me. Without experimental data, the value of the alchemist and arcane is reduced by half, rather than insufficient clergy, it is hard for me to be sure of the state of the Lord of the Holy Light.’

‘So, it may be a good choice to create a few suitable opponents for them to help purify the darkness accumulated in the virtual game world!’

Looking at the many blood cocoons in the blood-colored "copy" world, Yuan Qingwei found out the blood clan inheritance he obtained in the Republic of China world. After integrating and modifying it to be more in line with the principles of the main world, he was sent to the blood-colored "copy" world. In the blood-colored world, the blood cocoons also changed slightly immediately.

On the other side, after rescuing the clowns, the beauty with long dark blue hair took them into a church.

At this time, there was no one in the church, only an old priest standing under the statue of the god, praying silently, and after hearing the sound, he sighed: "I feel that there is a evil force on you. What have you encountered in the mermaid?"

The woman with long-haired dark blue hair, who raised her hand and curled up waves, released the bodies of the clown and Night Demon, and said helplessly: "Look at their injuries first!"

The priest lowered his head and saw that the exposed skin of Night Demon and the clown were covered with a terrible dark pattern. After losing the suppression of the mermaid, these patterns expanded rapidly after being exposed to the air, and layered together, completely covering the two's skin.

"What an evil power!" The priest frowned and raised his hand to call on the divine power of the Lord of the Holy Light.

Pure white as jade, gentle as dawn, the holy light appeared in the palm of the priest and quickly resonated with the divine power stored inside the church.

Under this mellow holy light, even the mermaid who did not receive direct assistance had a mysterious feeling that all the injuries and pains would fade away.

She watched the light slide as the priest's palms slipped, constantly eroding the bodies of the Night Demon and the clown. The black pattern that looked like a curse quickly turned into wisps of black air and emanated from the two of them.

Surprisingly, both the mermaids and the priests noticed a breath similar to the holy light in these black gas. However, unlike the holy light, the aura of the holy light in these black gas is full of twists. Just simple contact will make people feel satisfied. When they do not touch, they will be very disappointed, just like drugs.

"This is blasphemy!" The priest who noticed the essence of black gas suddenly roared, and the divine power inside the church also responded to his call. The originally soft holy light suddenly became sharp and quickly wiped out the black gas.

Immediately afterwards, the priest expelled the remaining patterns in the body of the clown and Night Demon very roughly, pressed them to the palm of his hand, sealed them with holy light, and said to the mermaid: "Look at them first, I have something to do, leave first!"
Chapter completed!