A young figure bounced among a group of laughing soldiers, merrily singing out-of-tune country songs, and dancing at a very poor pace in what he thought was funny, like the cheapest street clown on the market.

However, it was this clumsy performance and tone that was accentuated by the laughter of the thousands of French line infantry around it, and it might have been a good farce if it had not been for the continuous laughter of those French line infantrymen......

He came with a brisk step, bringing laughter to the people, his out-of-tune and funny tone rang out, and the laughter was followed by endless death!

The young man with the blood-colored mask passed by the French line infantry who died laughing to the ground in patches, and all the dead had a strange smile on their lips, enough to scare everyone who saw it!

Of course, there are no normal living people around now......

The Ruler of Laughter, the eighth-order powerhouse who brought the career path of the emotional mystery side to the top, the pillar of Rees City, once laughed to death more than ten powerful Chaos Human Lords with his own hands, and since then has laid the foundation of the Purple Dragon Federation's colonial area in Rees City!

Now, this existence who has destroyed an entire Chaos Human Kingdom with his own hands has struck again, originally he didn't care about the fall of Rees City, because it was not the demonized creatures under the control of the Chaos Humans who invaded the city, and the army that entered the city did not kill ordinary people, and it was the powerful families and the armed men who resisted who suffered the bloodbath.

However, Wang Ziming's greedy order completely angered the Laughing Ruler, the Eighth-Order Profession is the most powerful individual combat force in the Purple Dragon Federation, and even has the power of a 'domain', and his dignity cannot be desecrated!

After the clumsy performance of the young man in the mask of the blood-colored smiling clown, the thousands of French line infantry in the encirclement had all died laughing in place, all of them maintaining the happiest smile in their lives, but the blood at the corners of their mouths and the broken organs added a devilish flavor to this smile.

After the dance, the Laughing Ruler may be tired of dancing, so he found a fast stone pier and sat down, panting and taking out his refined magic stone essence from his arms, and as the magic stone essence was injected into his body, he once again glowed with a new look.

Just as the Laughing Ruler stood up again, tens of thousands of French line infantry rushed into the neighborhood with muskets in their arms!

The Ruler of Laughter looked at the blue ocean rushing over, and the corners of his mouth under the mask couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Then he danced the ugly and funny dance again, and the infantrymen of the French Line who rushed towards him began to laugh in unison before they could get into effective range, and quickly spread outward.

It wasn't until it spread to a certain range that the laughter stopped abruptly!

In the midst of the laughter, the French line infantry who were marching forward looked at the friendly soldiers who were laughing and rolling on their stomachs a few meters away in surprise, and looked puzzled.

But when they tried to go over and help, they couldn't help but laugh!

Soon, Maupassant in the rear got the news, but he just coldly gave an order to send more than 300,000 French line infantry there!

At Maupassant's command, groups of French line infantry walked fearlessly into the area where laughter was heard, and then burst into laughter until they fell to their knees......

The whole neighborhood was filled with laughter, and not a single musket fired!

But as more and more French line infantry stepped into the realm of laughter, the clown masked man who was dancing in the center became more and more sluggish, and large drops of sweat began to fall from the young faces under the masks.

He found that tens of thousands of people had poured into his 'domain', and it would soon exceed 100,000!

When the number exceeded 100,000, the masked man's dance suddenly stopped, he fell to his knees clutching his chest, and took out all the essence of the magic stones he had refined and condensed from his body.

As a large stream of magic entered his body, the clown masked man's body gradually returned to normal, and the death rate of those laughing crowds increased dramatically!

The French line infantry on the periphery were expressionless and jogged forward under the leadership of the officer, because there were too many corpses, they could only step on the flesh of their own people, and then laughed and fell on the way to charge, stacking layers of flesh walls!

As the death toll of the French line infantry rose dramatically, the face of the Laughing Ruler became more and more pale, and when the last condensed magic stone essence in his hand was consumed, the Laughing Ruler fell to his knees again with a pop.

A crunching sound appeared on the mask, and the entire blood-colored mask shattered into slag with a clatter when the death toll of the French line infantry reached 200,000, and then dissipated into shards and dissipated into the air!

Obviously, this clown mask is not a real thing, but a natal weapon condensed by the Laughing Dominator!

With a pop, the Laughing Ruler lost his mask and jerked out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes desperately looking at the approaching French line infantry in the distance, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"How many people are there in the Blue Jackets?

Are they not afraid of death at all?

Laughing and dying is so addictive? ”

In the end, the French line infantry paid a full price of more than 300,000 yuan, and finally drove in front of the Laughing Ruler who had been reduced to ordinary people, lying on the ground on all fours, and did not even have the strength to stand up.

He looked at the blue-clothed army that surrounded him, and the corners of his weak mouth pulled a smile with difficulty and asked, "Why aren't you afraid of death?" ”

The surrounding French line infantry had solemn faces, and the Grand Duke fearlessly replied in a loud voice: "Because glory is higher than life!" ”

After saying that, several bayonets stabbed into the body of the Laughing Ruler, who was already powerless to resist.

After seeing the other party's breath, the surrounding French line infantry was still not at ease, and burned the corpse of the Laughing Ruler to slag ashes with a fire......

At the same time, Wang Ziming suddenly got a prompt tone.

[Congratulations to the host's Alien Space Army for killing an Eighth-Order Profession and obtaining 50 Soul Essences!]

Soul Essence Unlock Info.

Kill a Tier 5 class and other creatures of the same rank to gain 1 to 5 Soul Essences.

Killing a Tier 6 class and other creatures of the same tier will give you 2 to 10 Soul Essences.

Killing a Tier 7 class and other creatures of the same tier will give you between 5 and 20 Soul Essences.

Killing a Tier 8 class and other creatures of the same tier will give you between 10 and 100 Soul Essences. 】

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