"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave." At the moment when Zeng Jingheng was about to get up.

In the darkness, someone slowly walked out.

His gait was graceful and his body was slender, like a dark horse coming out of the dark night.

On top of that, he was wearing, a brand new, clown mask.

Zeng Jingheng, who had just stood up half a body with the help of Li Wei, had extremely constricted pupils.

Although he didn't know who the person was at all, the momentum that emanated invisibly let him know that he might not really be able to leave.

"You go first." Zeng Jingheng pushed away the Li Eaves who was holding him, and he stood up stiffly against the two dark snakes behind him that had regained their vitality.

"Tut-tut, at such a time, do you still have to be strong?" The new clown crossed his arms and looked at Zeng Jingheng, who was blurred in flesh and blood, and sighed.

Zeng Jingheng's current condition is really not good, the blood stains on his face, and the chest that has been blasted out of the deep flesh, make him look like a dying person.

But he still stood in front of Li Wei and tried his best.

"Why do you have to fight so hard?" Even Li Wei couldn't stand it.

Although, he was blind.

"If you go, you stay here, but it will drag me back." Zeng Jingheng waved his hand undoubtedly, and finally whispered, "Go find Brother Ah Yi to save me." ”

Li Wei was silent for a minute, and began to slowly retreat into the darkness, and by the way, took Wang Doudou, who was also seriously injured.

Although this is a very heartless and unrighteous decision, it is quite rational.

Because he stayed here, he really couldn't help much.

And from beginning to end, the new clown watched in silence, and only then did he clap his hands lightly until Li Wei left.

As a token of appreciation.

"A wise decision." His voice, he said, was as hard and elusive as metallic.

"Now...... It's our time. Zeng Jingheng said very seriously.

His two dark serpents slowly lifted up, and a near-burning energy burst out of his body, causing even the blood on his face to dry up.

Sometimes people are such strange creatures, often with incredible potential.

Especially in desperate situations.

"Should I call you stupid, or brave?" The new clown is not in a hurry to make a move, but is slow to say things that do not make sense.

But this also gave Zeng Jingheng extremely precious time to recover, and while mobilizing the darkness power that could be perceived in his body to repair his body, he said, "Isn't that the same meaning? ”

"Yes, sometimes, like you are now." The clown was still not in a hurry to make a move, he seemed to be in the mood to chat, and as if he didn't know that Zeng Jingheng was trying to recover, he said, "Do you know why I'm here?" ”

"Why?" At this moment, time is money, Zeng Jingheng wishes that the other party would talk to him more, so that he can use more power.

After growing a second Dark Serpent, he found that not only did he have more resistance to blows, but he also had more than a little bit more strength than before.

"Curious." The Joker's answer is extremely abstract.

"Curious?"

"Yes, before this, I always thought I was the most special one, but recently, I found out...... A lot...... A lot of the same kind. The clown seemed to think for a moment, and then said, "I'm a little confused." ”

"Confused?"

"That's right, it's just confused, I don't know what I am." The clown's tone sounded genuinely confused.

"Huh?" Zeng Jingheng was also confused.

"What do you think...... What are we? Or rather, what do we get? The clown continued to ask his questions, endlessly, "God's gift? A blessing from the devil? Still is...... The awakening of the new humanity? ”

"Are we high-level creatures?"

"......" Zeng Jingheng couldn't answer.

He had never thought about these things, and from the time he had the ability, he had been accompanied by nightmares.

It was a nightmare he didn't want to remember.

He finally subconsciously avoided the beginning.

If he hadn't gained the ability, wouldn't things have been different?

Maybe he was the one who died in the first place.

And not Luo Ji.

Or, they'll all die.

But it's better than living alone with a cursed fate.

"What are you thinking?" The Joker interrupted his distraction.

"My best friend."

"What's wrong with him?"

"He died because of me."

"Death from a miracle?"

"That's right."

"So you hate this mutation? Do you hate yourself? "The clown asks a difficult question to answer.

Hate?

Zeng Jingheng didn't think about it, or he had been avoiding this question.

From the very beginning, he subconsciously felt that he wanted revenge and killed all those things that killed Luo Ji.

But......

Isn't that the same thing yourself?

"No...... I, I'm different. Zeng Jingheng tried to explain.

He remembered what Shen Yi said, he is the savior, theone, and neo.

But.

But it's ......

He couldn't do anything.

He sat and watched hundreds of people being blown up into the sky, and he watched as evil ran rampant with impunity.

The so-called justice he insists on is only ridiculously weak.

I really......

"You're also confused." The clown came to a conclusion.

The most terrible thing is that Zeng Jingheng actually felt that he was right.

"Wait, why haven't you made a move?" Zeng Jingheng suddenly didn't want to have such a conversation anymore, he still felt that it was easier to fight.

"Why should I make a move?" The clown asked rhetorically.

"Because you're a clown, you're a darkness person, you're ...... Didn't you come to kill me? Zeng Jingheng found a lot of reasons, many excuses for him to rekindle his fighting spirit and killing intent.

"You resort to violence." The clown said.

"What did you say?" Zeng Jingheng's nerves were in vain, and his heart was restless, and now he suddenly wanted to smash the head of the clown in front of him.

"A lot of times, you can't do anything, the only thing you can do is resort to violence, you feel like your fists are hard enough, but in the end." The clown shook his head, sighed and said, "You find that you are still powerless, you are not strong enough, you are weak, you may not even be able to face yourself." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zeng Jingheng finally became furious, he picked up the strength he had just regained and rushed towards the damn clown.

The clown, however, only took a slight step back, and with this step, he easily dodged all the angles of Zeng Jingheng's fist and the two fierce dark snakes.

"You blind yourself." He even had time to continue speaking to Zeng Jingheng.

"Die!" Zeng Jingheng attacked again.

This time, the clown took a step forward and dodged lightly again, and he leaned against Zeng Jingheng, as if whispering in his ear, "You hate yourself." ”

You hate yourself.

You hate yourself.

You hate yourself.

"Ah!!h Zeng Jingheng called.

But he suddenly felt like he had been hit the head.

He fell.

Before he could completely withdraw his consciousness, he saw the new clown mask twisting before his eyes.

The words he said kept amplifying the whirlpool.

You resort to violence.

There's nothing you can do.

You are weak.

You blind yourself.

You hate yourself.

You hate yourself.