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A young figure danced among a group of laughing soldiers, cheerfully singing out-of-tune country songs, and dancing in a very clumsy dance that he thought was very funny, like the cheapest street clown on the market, provocative. mercy.

However, it is this kind of clumsy performance and tone, but it has a sacred feeling in the laughter of thousands of French line infantry around. A good farce...

He came with a brisk pace, bringing laughter to people, his out-of-tune funny tones sounded, but the laughter brought endless death!

This young man with a blood-colored mask passed by the French line infantry who died laughing on the ground, and all the dead people had weird smiles on their mouths, enough to startle 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 mysterious side of the emotional career path to the top, the pillar of the city of Lis, who once laughed to death more than ten powerful chaotic human lords, and has since established the Purple Dragon Federation in the city of Lis. Colonial roots!

Now, the existence who destroyed the entire chaotic human kingdom with his own hands took action again. Originally, he did not care about the fall of the city of Lys, because the people who invaded the city were not demonized creatures under the control of chaotic human beings, and the army who entered the city did not respond. Ordinary people started massacres, and those who suffered bloodbath were those powerful families and the armed men who resisted.

However, Wang Ziming's greedy order came down, which completely angered the ruler of laughter. The eighth-order professional is the most powerful individual combat power of the Purple Dragon Federation, and even mastered the power of a 'domain', and his dignity cannot be desecrated!

After the botched performance of the young man wearing the mask of a **** smiling clown, thousands of French line infantrymen in the encirclement had all died laughing in place. The viscera adds a devilish flavor to this smile.

After the dance, the Ruler of Laughter was probably tired from dancing. He found a quick stone pier and sat down. He took out his refined magic stone essence from his arms and poured the magic stone essence into his body. He took on a whole new look again.

Just when the ruler of laughter stood up again, tens of thousands of French line infantry rushed into the block with muskets!

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 a few times.

Afterwards, he danced that ugly and funny dance again, and before the French line infantry rushing into the effective range, they started laughing in unison, and quickly spread to the outside.

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

In the boundary ridge of laughter, the French infantry line marching forward looked at the friendly troops who were laughing and rolling with their stomachs a few meters away, puzzled.

But when they tried to help them, they couldn't help laughing!

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

Under the order of Maupassant, groups of French line infantry walked into the area where the laughter was passed with fearless faces like blue locusts.

The whole block was full of laughter, not a single musket fired!

But as more and more French line infantry entered the field of laughter, the clown mask man who was dancing funny in the center became more and more sluggish and sluggish, and the young faces under the mask began to drip large drops of sweat beads.

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

The French line infantry marched into the range of laughter and joined the laughing team. When the number exceeded 100,000, the dance of the masked man stopped abruptly. He knelt on the ground while clutching his chest. Tremblingly, he took out all the magic stone essence that he had refined and concentrated.

As a large amount of magic power entered the body, the body of the clown mask man finally returned to normal, and the death rate of those laughing people also increased suddenly!

The French line infantry on the outside jogged and charged forward with expressionless faces under the leadership of the officers. Because there were too many corpses, they could only step on their own flesh to advance, and then fell laughing on the way to charge, stacking up layers of corpses. Wall of meat!

When the number of deaths of the French line infantry increased sharply, the Lord of Laughing's complexion became paler and paler. When the last concentrated magic stone essence in his hand was exhausted, the Lord of Laughter thudded. Kneel down on the ground again.

A crunching sound appeared on the mask. When the death toll of the French line infantry reached 200,000, the entire blood-colored mask shattered into slag, and then dissipated into pieces in the air!

Obviously, this clown mask is not a real thing, but a natal weapon condensed by the ruler of laughter!

With a puff, the Ruler of Laughter suddenly protruded a mouthful of blood after losing his mask. He looked desperately at the approaching French line infantry in the distance, his eyes filled with puzzled expressions.

"How many people are there in the Blue Army?

Are they not afraid of death at all?

Is it so addicting to die laughing? "

In the end, the French line of infantry paid a price of more than 300,000, and finally drove to the face of the Laughing Ruler, who had been reduced to ordinary people, lying on the ground with all fours and no strength to stand up.

He looked at the blue-clothed army who surrounded him, and asked with a smile, "Why aren't you afraid of death?"

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

After the talk, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com stabbed several bayonets into the body of the Lord of Laughter who was unable to resist.

After seeing the other party dying, the surrounding French line infantry was not at ease, and burned the body of the Ruler of Laughing into **** with a fire...

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

[Congratulations to the host's alien space army for killing an eighth-order professional and obtaining 50 soul essences!

Soul Essence is unlocked by obtaining information.

Killing rank 5 professionals and other creatures of the same rank can obtain 1 to 5 soul essences.

Killing 6th-level professionals and other creatures of the same level can obtain 2 to 10 soul essences.

Killing rank 7 professionals and other creatures of the same rank can obtain 5 to 20 soul essences.

Killing rank 8 professionals and other creatures of the same rank can obtain 10 to 100 soul essences. 】