291. Rebellion, Ambition (I)

Carlo walked in the shadow of New York's glittering lights, followed by a hideous-looking strong man, with a bear's waist and a tiger's back, and strong limbs several times more developed than the most exaggerated Mr. Bodybuilder, but he was wearing the tattered clown clothes of the circus, and the deliberately red nose did not have the slightest sense of comical and funny, but made people feel deeply frightened and fierce.

This is Paige the Clown after devouring the angel's fear.

Carlo dismissed Jason and his party, leaving him alone.

Paige the Clown was born in a small town in Maine, fed on the fears of children, and gradually began to grow to devour adults. His abilities are somewhat similar to Freddy's, but Freddy can only create some bloody and terrifying scenes in his nightmares to induce fear in people, which is a bit clumsy and crude compared to Paige the Clown's talent for looking directly at everyone's deepest fears.

Fear is also one of the sins, and although it is not the original sin, it has great potential for ordinary dark creatures.

Paige the Clown bouncing up and down behind Carlo, with an innocent and eerie smile on his face, contrasting with his hideous appearance, is terrifying.

He was happy to follow Carlo, and besides the fact that Carlo had killed an angel in front of hundreds of dark creatures, it was easier to taste the fear of powerful creatures.

"Find a chance to eat Freddy." As he walked, Carlo said casually, "His nightmare abilities are still good for you."

The clown grinned and nodded.

Passing through the winding alleys, behind the iron gate is another world.

Troll Market, the name no longer seems appropriate.

The once chaotic stalls have disappeared, the noisy and noisy markets no longer exist, and the hideous monsters armed with giant sticks, hammers, machetes, and axes gather around the huge scene, like mercenaries, and their temperament is different from before, that is the difference between those who have tasted human flesh and those who have not.

In addition to this troll legion, on the other side stood rows of neatly arranged huge steel monsters, hard and cold metal bodies, intricate and delicate geared hearts, shining with inexplicable strange brilliance, the combination of mechanical technology, alchemy and magic, the golden army that was glorious in ancient times.

Carlo saw that the huge devil's head building in the deepest part of the market, his palace, was now spewing out smoke and blazing fire, and the sound of knocking came from it, and the strong monsters were coming in and out, and it had become a blacksmith furnace and an arsenal.

A bright smile slowly bloomed on Carlo's face, but his eyes became cold little by little, and he walked over with his feet raised.

All the trolls and monsters noticed him, and they all stopped making noise and slowly stood up, their faces not at all as humble and respectful as they had been.

There are also those golden guards, whose bodies make a clicking sound, have already entered a state of readiness.

Carlo seems to have taken the initiative to break into a trap prepared for him.

The Joker staggered after Carlo, still grinning on his face, sneaking close to Carlo's body, twitching his nose, but showing a look of frustration, as if he didn't smell any of the delicious food he wanted to smell.

The trolls and the golden guards in front slowly parted ways, and two figures stepped out from behind.

A tall man, with skin as red as magma, his arms were extremely long, his right hand was made of stone, a full circle thicker than his left, and his forehead was long and twisted, hairless, and a crown of flames floating between the two horns.

The other was in stark contrast to him, tall, thin, with a pale and handsome face, long pale blonde hair, and the same magnificent crown on his head, but made of gold.

The two seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, standing side by side, the Red King's eyes were indifferent, and the elven prince Nuada was full of smirks.

Carlo looked at the two of them with interest, and finally couldn't help but speak: "It seems that the two poisonous snakes I released from the cage with my own hands are now starting to eat myself."

Nuada's eyes were crimson, and when he smiled, his handsome face instantly became gloomy and ugly, and his voice was hoarse and ugly: "You are not releasing a poisonous snake, but an evil dragon."

Carlo chuckled, with a thick disdain and mockery in his laughter, and glanced at Nuada lightly and said, "Boy maybe, you... It's not.."

Nuada's face suddenly became extremely ugly, as if he had been greatly insulted, but Carlo didn't look at him, turned his head to look at the Red King, did not hide his admiring gaze, and said: "Boy, you are really beyond my expectations. The potential in you makes my heart flutter, you are indeed a natural commander.."

"Call me the Red King. The Red King's eyes narrowed slightly, and he replied coldly word by word.

Carlo laughed: "Looks like you like the name, I'm very happy." ”

The Red King gasped heavily, his fiery snort rolled up thick white smoke in the air, his brass bell-like eyes stared at Carlo, and said fiercely: "You deceived me, my father never said those words at all, Sherman has never been unfaithful to me, you ruined everything for me.."

"No, no, no.." Carlo shook his head and said seriously: "Red, I just put a result that will happen sooner or later in front of you in advance, it's not a deception... Do you still think that the people at BPRD consider you friends?.. Sherman should have become the girlfriend of the little white face now... Don't lie to me, I know this is the life for you."

The Red King glared at Carlo fiercely, anger spewing out of his eyes, his hands clenched tightly, making the sound of bones rubbing.

Carlo smiled at him and looked at Nuada again.

"Thou art clever, stoic, cunning, vicious, greedy... With all the perfect qualities, it's a pity.." Carlo looked at Nuada with a look of pity and pity, shook his head and sighed, "You have a big appetite, but you can't eat so much... In the end, there is only one result.."

"That's.." Carlo made a balloon explosion gesture and exaggerated the analogy: "Bang.. was strung to death.."

Nuada gritted her teeth, stared at Carlo with a sinister gaze, and suddenly laughed again, "It's you who are arrogant."

"The curse on me has been completely broken... I'm afraid you're lying to me, not only my sister, but even my father, I ate it all in one bite.. You know what it feels like? watching them die in front of me, feeling their flesh melt in their mouths... It tastes so good, I want to thank you, anyway, you gave me all this.."

"Now I have the greatest power in the entire world, the Golden Army, the power that once almost wiped out the human race."

Nuada opened her arms and shouted wildly, her face full of mad triumph.

He pointed at Carlo and said viciously, "I can even eat the whole world, let alone you." ”