Reincarnation Paradise

Chapter 842: Villain BOSS×2

Swoosh~

A green light flashed in the sky, trailing a long tail flame.

Bang.

A green phosphorus incendiary bottle smashed against the outer wall of the palace. The green flames blazed.

After a dozen seconds, the green fire dispersed, leaving the palace walls completely intact.

Seeing this scene, the contracted members of the Tianqi Paradise faction seemed somewhat disappointed. Nonetheless, their morale was high, as their numbers were three times the enemy's.

Their numbers were almost five times those inside the Dusk Palace. There were still 160 contracted members remaining in the palace, while the rest had left, dispersing within the ancient ruins.

"Xi, should we attack?"

A female gunman stood beside Xi with a large-caliber revolver holstered at her waist.

"Other than advancing, there's no other way."

Xi led the Tianqi Paradise members towards the dusk palace. Silence pervaded the court, and the three stone bridges were left unguarded.

Seeing this scene, the female gunman sneered.

"Are they lacking the numbers to guard the stone bridges now? They're abandoning this natural advantage. It seems they're more anxious about the workforce than we imagined."

The female gunman breathed a sigh of relief. They had suffered significant casualties in the initial battle, and another few confrontations could lead to a possible breakdown.

Xi surveyed the surroundings, feeling that something was amiss. It was too quiet around.

"Xi, there are three entrances. There must be enemies stationed on the ground floor of the palace. Shall we split into three groups to attack?"

Xi rejected the female gunman's suggestion.

"No, cross the stone bridges in three groups and then rendezvous. We'll attempt to attack through one entrance first. Have you sensed the situation inside the palace?"

"I can't sense anything. This palace somehow shields all perception."

While Xi conversed with the female gunman, the contracted members of Tianqi Paradise began to cross the bridge, all on edge and ready to face any opposition.

"Caw, caw, caw..."

Several crows flew overhead, making the contracted members, who were already highly tense, prepare for an imminent enemy attack.

The crows landed on the dusk palace, flapping their wings, seemingly mocking the contracted members.

The Tianqi Paradise contracted members crossed the bridges safely, encountering no ambushes as expected nor any explosives laid by the enemy.

The contracted members assembled on the stone platform before the dusk palace. Xi personally led the way towards one of the entrances.

As the 783 contracted members approached the entrance, an employed member from the Reincarnation Paradise faction emerged from the palace. Instantly, the muzzles of guns, bows, arrows, and wands were aimed at him.

This contracted member wore a purple suit, had black lipstick on his mouth, and had a section of his cheek sliced open, revealing gums whenever he smiled. His attire resembled that of a clown.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the dusk palace. If you don't mind, I can be your guide." The counterfeit clown bowed and made a beckoning gesture.

Including Xi, everyone from Tianqi Paradise had the same thought: this guy was either suicidal or planning to defect.

"Have you betrayed the Reincarnation Paradise?" Xi spoke up.

"NO, NO, NO, NO, NO," the counterfeit clown exaggeratedly waved his hands.

"I'm standing here... um... by... by vote. My charisma suits you perfectly as a guide to lead you into hell. Hehehe, hahaha, hehehehehe, hell, hahahaha."

The clown couldn't help but laugh loudly, though he also restrained himself, his body occasionally curling and shaking.

Xi could now confirm one thing for certain: this guy was mentally unstable, without a doubt!

"Please, everyone, don't mind. I was joking earlier. Uh, let me introduce the structure of the Dusk Palace. The palace has seven floors, and apart from the first two floors, each upper level is quite spectacular..."

The counterfeit clown's eyes swept over the people with a smile.

"Xi, I can't stand this guy anymore. I'm going to kill him," the female gunman expressed, clearly having never encountered such madness before.

"Kill me?" The counterfeit clown looked somewhat frightened.

"Madam, are you still in the phase of savagery? Only barbarians would attempt to kill a gentleman. Oh, right, I almost forgot an important thing. If I forget, that terrifying knifeman will kill me. That guy's aura is truly terrifying."

The counterfeit clown became paranoid again, and when the revolver in the female gunman's hand was aimed at him, his smile vanished from his face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what you're thinking of is on the seventh floor. If you kill us all, you can get that thing. It's a very simple matter."

With that, the counterfeit clown pulled out a dagger. The contracted members of Tianqi Paradise were about to extinguish him, but then they saw the counterfeit clown cutting his own throat.

Splurt.

Black-red blood sprayed out, pouring down the stone steps in torrents.

"Retreat."

Xi stepped back quickly, sensing that something was wrong. The bleeding from the clown's self-inflicted wound was far too much.

Splurt!

The wound on the clown's neck bubbled like a fountain, with black-red blood overflowing and flowing on the ground. Within the blood emerged pale, small hands.

"Save me..."

"Come, enter the clown's body together. There's an amusement park here..."

"Escape quickly..."

The cries of tortured souls echoed from within the blood. After dozens of seconds, the black-red blood on the ground evaporated into blue smoke, along with the evaporation of the clown's body.

"What on earth was this guy?" The female gunman's face looked grim. She had never seen such lunacy in a contracted member before. And what was his purpose? To scare them?

Before entering the Dusk Palace, the contracted members of Tianqi Paradise were shrouded in a layer of uncertainty.

Among the team of Tianqi Paradise's contracted members, an employed member wearing a top hat grinned. This smile resembled that of a counterfeit clown.

"Infiltration successful."

The dot above the counterfeit clown's head flickered, changing from green to red and back to green.

...

On the fourth floor of the Dusk Palace, Su Xiao's communicator lit up. He opened it briefly and then closed it.

"Yanchen, the Black Crows were successful."

"Really? Unexpected. How did you convince the Black Crows to greet the guests?" Yanchen was busy fixing a girl's hair with twin ponytails with his sister Qianqian. Qianqian curiously examined Su Xiao.

"Careful persuasion." Su Xiao spoke, bloodstains dripping from his cuffs. The color of the blood was a peculiar black-red.

Su Xiao lit a cigarette, sitting at the stairway leading from the fourth to the fifth floor, and asked, "Are the members of the Suicide Squad reliable?"

"Barely. You know how their minds work." Yanchen assisted Qianqian with her hair and a cigarette between his fingers.

The office lady nearby watched them. Considering their conversation and current actions, she got the bizarre idea that she inexplicably infiltrated the "enemy" ranks.

Shaking her head, she dismissed these unrealistic thoughts from her mind.