"Oh, poor Elizabeth, I'd love to have such a puppy, but I didn't know how many sticks it could hold me......," Natasha blinked and smiled.

"......," Dr. Cornell was speechless again.

He was sick, but he wasn't as sick as the two guys in front of him.

Shouldn't ordinary people be frightened when they hear such horror stories? Don't you want to know the real truth?

Also, Isn't it because you want a puppy because the dog is cute?

How many sticks can you withstand?

This...... It's hard to evaluate.

Dr. Cornell raised an eyebrow, a realization in his heart.

Maybe that's why they became clowns and clown friends themselves.

He still has his own thoughts and consciousness, and he is not deeply involved in that extreme madness.

"Hahaha, Elizabeth is no ordinary dog, it should be able to withstand three sticks!" Jerome looked serious and serious.

"Are you sure Elizabeth can withstand three sticks? You'll be able to take my blow!" Natasha asked, confused.

"Sure! Elizabeth is no ordinary dog!" Jerome swears by it.

"And where did you buy it?" I'd like to buy one too!" Natasha came interested.

"I didn't buy it, I picked it up, it's a stray dog! I'd like to pick up another one if I can." Jerome whispered.

"Then it seems that I've been paying more attention to the stray dogs on the side of the road lately, what color is Elizabeth?" Natasha asked.

"It's a small white male dog, black near the eyes, no tail, it looks very cute, in fact, if you want to know if a dog is Elizabeth, my suggestion is to give it a brick first, it's not dead, it's ...... that survives" Jerome seriously recalled the details of picking up the dog at the beginning, and slowly spoke.

"But it's too much trouble, and I have to pick it up and turn around...... I'm going to stick it straight at it, can't I?" Natasha frowned.

"In that case, I'm not sure the dog you picked up is Elizabeth!" Jerome spread his hands.

"Hey, can you two stop talking about that dog! It's too far away, but are the three of us so smart people coming together for a dog?" Dr. Cornell couldn't help but growl very loudly.

"But Elizabeth is no ordinary dog!" Natasha clasped her hands on her chest and said confidently.

"Indeed!" Jerome nodded and agreed.

"We can do whatever we want, it's our freedom!" Natasha raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"That's right!" Jerome continued to chim.

When Dr. Cornell heard this, he sighed and said helplessly, "Then use this freedom to do important things, and don't keep thinking about a dog."

"Sir, don't you want to build a garden of pleasure?"

"Ma'am, don't you want the love of the gods?"

Dr. Cornell held back his anger and threw out two questions.

"Well, little pudding is more important than Elizabeth, I should focus on little pudding, and I don't know if he will hate raising a lovely Elizabeth......" Natasha pursed her lips and muttered softly.

Jerome gave him a blank look and said, "Doctor, you're really too boring, it's not interesting at all, and you won't be happy with someone like you."

"And there doesn't seem to be a good way to do it right now! Whether the Joy Garden can be completed perfectly, there are still many differences."

"God, I'm going to kill you!"

A voice full of resentment suddenly rang out.

"Oh, who's talking? Why is there one more person all of a sudden?" Natasha wondered.

Dr. Cornell raised an eyebrow, pointed to a mangled corpse on the ground, and said, "It's that vampire who died miserably, oh, he's not dead yet, it's a little too tenacious."

Jerome narrowed his eyes and said with some surprise, "Look

His blood is really pure, I have torn his wings, broken his limbs, gouged out his heart, he deserves to die, but he can still curse."

Dr. Cornell smiled and said, "I've heard that vampires are immortal at night, and the only things they fear are two light-crowned silverware and the sun in the sky."

"There is no way to kill them other than these two things."

"That's a bit of an exaggeration, vampires can still die if their hearts are gouged out or their heads broken, and I've killed many of them." Jerome retorted.

"Yes, you did kill a lot of vampires, but you forgot one thing......" Connell pushed his glasses.

"What's that?" Jerome asked curiously, blinking.

"This vampire just drank your blood, Harley Quinn killed you, your blood went to his side, and he used your blood to keep himself alive." Dr. Cornell replied.

Hearing this, Jerome nodded thoughtfully and said, "If I use my blood to cultivate vampires, and then let vampires bite and spread, will there be a chance to create a real paradise?"

Dr. Cornell shook his head and said, "I don't think it's realistic, things that are bitten by vampires will only become low-level vampires with no intelligence, and feeding them won't achieve the effect you want."

"Hey, little bat, hurry up and tell me about the god in your mouth, I'm curious about him!" Natasha approached the vampire and slammed her baseball bat into the vampire's chest, smiling as she stirred.

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"God will avenge me!" You blasphemers will die!" The vampire roared wildly.

「***！」 Natasha cursed viciously and smashed the vampire's head with a baseball bat, completely ending its hope of resurrection.

"Well, ma'am, it shouldn't have offended you, why is it so angry? I'm still curious about the god in its mouth......" Dr. Cornell twitched as he lost a test subject.

Natasha pursed her lips and said, "Doctor, you don't need a reason to hate and like something, but if you want a reason, I can give you one, they all smell of a stench from the sewers."

"This has seriously affected my spirit, how can I, a woman so full of fragrance, stand such a question?"

"Besides, it cursed me dead, so why didn't I kill it? Well, actually, I also want to see if it can be Elizabeth? Jerome said, Elizabeth can bear me three sticks."

"Oh, Elizabeth is a dog! But it's a vampire!" Dr. Cornell rubbed his head, and said with a headache.

"No one says Elizabeth is a dog, huh? Anyone who can bear my three sticks can be Elizabeth!" Natasha is serious.

Jerome frowned, a smile of excitement suddenly bloomed on his face, he shook his fist fiercely, and jumped and jumped, "Oh, I finally know how to build the garden of my dreams."

"Yes, there is a great gulf between man and God...... But there is no one between God and God."

"If you kill the god in the vampire's mouth and use this god to create the Laughing Virus, is it really possible to create the Bacchus factor?"

"Maybe it's not Joker's original Bacchus factor, but it's definitely more than one generation of Bacchus, and it's going to be a new mutant version of Bacchus that has never been seen before!"

When Dr. Cornell heard this, he was stunned and excitedly said, "Oh, Jerome, this is such a genius idea! I love you so much!"

"Yes, the fear that can make people fear is not real fear! Only the emotion of fear that God can also fear is the true primordial fear."

"Jerome, let this god be the corpse on our bench, whether it's my Fear Singo or your Joy Garden, we need one

God is here to be the foundation."

"Hahaha, I'm excited, I've never been happier than I am at this moment, I can already see what my dream looks like when it is completed! I must destroy this world, destroy this false world!"

"On top of the dilapidated ruins, build a new kingdom, a kingdom full of joy!" Jerome rolled his eyes and said softly.

"Kill a god? It's a great idea, and it's a very interesting thing to do, but do we really have a way to kill a god?" Natasha frowned and asked in a low voice.

Jerome narrowed his eyes and said, "It's really difficult to kill a god, although our vitality is tenacious, our offensive ability is seriously insufficient."

"Automatic rifles, bazookas, grenades...... These human technological products that can cause great damage may not be able to kill a god."

"We need very powerful weapons, and the more powerful the better."

Dr. Cornell nodded and said softly, "Since it is a vampire deity, it is possible that there are two weaknesses that exist in vampires."

"In order to slaughter the gods, I propose to collect a large number of silverware blessed by the Holy Light, and develop a new weapon that mimics the sun's rays."

"We need to go to the Vatican and get some sacrificial artifacts from the Holy See. Jerusalem is also going to Jerusalem, where Jesus died, and if we are lucky enough to find Jesus' burial place and dig up his body, the shrouds on him and the huge cross should also have a miraculous effect......

Jerome nodded and said, "The Spear of Longinus can also be found, it is the holy weapon that killed Jesus stained with holy blood."

"According to the extant sources, the holy lance has been broken into three pieces and recreated by successive generations of kings, one in the Hofburg Museum in Vienna, one in the Augustinian Church in Rome, and the other in the Gran Glaston Berry Abbey."

"There are exactly three of us, one for each of us, and this is really fate that has destined us to kill this god."

"However, these three holy spears are not necessarily the real Longinus spears, there are always many things hidden in history and gradually losing their original appearance, I will send someone to search for them from the black market."

"......" Dr. Cornell pushed his glasses, a little speechless.

This time, he saw the Joker's ability to make up nonsense.

This kind of perverted story doesn't have to think about it, just open your mouth!

It's scary, it's really a little scary.

"Oh, poor Elizabeth, I'd love to have such a puppy, but I didn't know how many sticks it could hold me......," Natasha blinked and smiled.

"......," Dr. Cornell was speechless again.

He was sick, but he wasn't as sick as the two guys in front of him.

Shouldn't ordinary people be frightened when they hear such horror stories? Don't you want to know the real truth?

Also, Isn't it because you want a puppy because the dog is cute?

How many sticks can you withstand?

This...... It's hard to evaluate.

Dr. Cornell raised an eyebrow, a realization in his heart.

Maybe that's why they became clowns and clown friends themselves.

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He still has his own thoughts and consciousness, and he is not deeply involved in that extreme madness.

"Hahaha, Elizabeth is no ordinary dog, it should be able to withstand three sticks!" Jerome looked serious and serious.

"Are you sure Elizabeth can withstand three sticks? You'll be able to take my blow!" Natasha asked, confused.

"Sure! Elizabeth is no ordinary dog!" Jerome swears by it.

"And where did you buy it?" I'd like to buy one too!" Natasha came interested.

"I didn't buy it, I picked it up, it's a stray dog! I'd like to pick up another one if I can." Jerome whispered.

"Then it seems that I've been paying more attention to the stray dogs on the side of the road lately, what color is Elizabeth?" Natasha asked.

"It's a small white male dog, black near the eyes, no tail, it looks very cute, in fact, if you want to know if a dog is Elizabeth, my suggestion is to give it a brick first, it's not dead, it's ...... that survives" Jerome seriously recalled the details of picking up the dog at the beginning, and slowly spoke.

"But it's too much trouble, and I have to pick it up and turn around...... I'm going to stick it straight at it, can't I?" Natasha frowned.

"In that case, I'm not sure the dog you picked up is Elizabeth!" Jerome spread his hands.

"Hey, can you two stop talking about that dog! It's too far away, but are the three of us so smart people coming together for a dog?" Dr. Cornell couldn't help but growl very loudly.

Hey, can you two stop talking about that dog! It's too far away, but are the three of us so smart people coming together for a dog?" Dr. Cornell couldn't help but growl very loudly.

Hey, can you two stop talking about that dog! It's too far away, but are the three of us so smart people coming together for a dog?" Dr. Cornell couldn't help but growl very loudly.

When Dr. Cornell heard this, he was stunned and excitedly said, "Oh, Jerome, this is such a genius idea! I love you so much!"

"Yes, the fear that can make people fear is not real fear! Only the emotion of fear that God can also fear is the true primordial fear."