Summoner from a certain American comic

"Don't panic, everyone, quickly form a circle with me as the center. The opponent is hiding and we are hiding..." The boss of the Iron Fist Gang hurriedly called out, but at this moment, the lights were inexplicably extinguished and everything was dark!

"What? The joke I told is not good? Then I will change it. There are two prisoners in a cell. One of them will be imprisoned for a year for stealing, and the other is a robber and murderer." Evil whispers in the darkness The reverberation makes it impossible to tell its specific location.

Lights!

The boss of the Iron Fist Gang has fallen to the ground, with a screwdriver stuck in his eye socket, and red and white brains are leaking out.

Lights off!

"Hahaha, it seems that my ability to tell jokes is really bad. It doesn't matter, I will change it to another one. There are two prisoners in a cell. One of them will be imprisoned for a year for stealing, and the other is a robber and murderer."

"Wtf! I'll fuck you to death, you pretentious guy." A boy angrily took out his gun and started shooting randomly into the darkness!

Lights!

There were two more victims on the ground. One had his entire throat cut by the glass, and the other was unlucky enough to be hit by a misfired bullet from his companion. Everyone looked at each other, speechless!

Then the lights went out again

"Damn, I can't stand it!" A boy was driven crazy by this weird atmosphere. He ran towards the entrance of the factory door and banged on the lock on the door. This guy had locked it himself five minutes ago.

"Oh oh oh, dear, why are you so nervous? Why don't I tell you a joke to relax? There are two prisoners in a cell. One of them will be imprisoned for one year for stealing, and the other is a robber and murderer." Evil sounds came unexpectedly along with darkness, and screams sounded again...

After the scene in the memory fragment was played, Adam was still immersed in the scene just now. He didn't think the scene was bloody, but he felt that the clown's ability to tell jokes was really bad.

And there’s only one joke, told over and over again, it’s just rubbish!

Adam once again encountered a soul fragment, but this time the situation seemed different from before.

In a newly built school, a principal gushed on the podium, "Next we will invite freshmen representatives."

"me?"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted the principal's passionate speech. A group of people wearing clown masks. Clowns can always find countless evil brothers. Adam admired this charisma and rushed in to drag the principal away from the podium. They went down, guns in hand, and surrounded the students and teachers.

Suddenly, the entire lecture hall fell into great fear, and screams and chaos spread among the crowd. But when they saw the people standing on the podium, everyone fell silent, not even daring to take a breath.

He has green hair, a purple suit, and purple gloves, like an exaggerated clown costume made with paint. This man who makes people's hair stand on end just by standing is the clown who once plunged Gotham into chaos. He is here!

"Good afternoon, students and teachers, I think you all know me, my name is the clown." The clown stood on the podium and showed a signature smile.

"I was originally going to have a small party for my return, but guess what I found? There are dozens of barrels of gasoline and bombs in the basement of this lecture hall, hahaha..." The clown laughed crazily, "Then I didn't put it there, so who did it? Maybe, it was one of the people present."

The last sentence pierced everyone's heart. Students and teachers all stared at the people around them cautiously, for fear that the people around them were carrying a detonator.

"So I decided to play a little game with you. If you can find the person who put the bomb, I will help you kill him, and you will be safe. But remember to act quickly, because he is very likely to take advantage of it. Detonate it randomly, and then you will all be blown up into the sky."

"It's... it's him! He must have put it there!" Suddenly, a girl pointed at a fat boy and shouted. The clown's men immediately dragged the boy out and shot him. The poor boy didn't even have time to scream. He fell down with a sound. People around him unconsciously took a few steps back after seeing the blood. A few timid girls even sobbed. Even the girl who sued the boy out covered her mouth and shed tears.

"Oh hahahaha, it's such an ugly death. Thank you to this lady. I believe you are definitely not the one who planted the bomb, so even if someone identifies me, I won't kill you. So now that there is one less dangerous factor, are there more? Are 'enthusiastic people' willing to report others?" The smile in the clown's eyes grew thicker.

The sounds of betrayal sounded in varying degrees. Enemies, opponents, strangers and even friends are all scapegoats sacrificed in order to survive. As long as one person is sacrificed, one can survive, and it also removes a dangerous factor. Why not do this kind of thing? The sounds of gunshots, screams, cries, and curses were intertwined continuously, like a hymn from hell. This is a real hell on earth.

"This is the human heart." The clown smiled quietly: "Adam, have you seen it?"

Adam was suddenly shocked. The clown was actually communicating with him in his memory!

All the pictures disappeared, and Adam's mind turned into darkness. A figure stood there alone, with green hair marking his identity.

"How did you do that?" Adam's figure appeared opposite the clown. "How did you end up in my head?"

In the lonely and dark space, there were only two figures standing opposite each other, and a depressing and terrifying atmosphere filled the surroundings.

"Hahaha..." the clown laughed and said, "clown is not a name, but a spirit!"

"so what?"

"So after I die, you will be my successor!" The clown looked at Adam with a smile. "You need to spread my thoughts. The world needs chaos. Only in chaos can there be true fairness!"

"I think this is a disease." Adam's face was terrifyingly gloomy. "I think I can still try to save him. Maybe the disease can be cured."

"No, no, you don't have time." The clown's figure suddenly moved, circling around Adam, spreading his hands and dancing like a little swan, looking so weird and ridiculous.

"While you were viewing my memories, I was also seeing yours."

"The God King of Asgard, the son of the Goddess of Death, you came to my world with your purpose, but there is no time to waste now."

"You have only two choices, either be polluted by me, or die with me. No matter which one you choose, you will have no time."

"If you are not contaminated by me, you will lose this opportunity to obtain the Mother Box. When you project your consciousness next time, the Mother Box may have been hidden by someone."

The clown persuaded Adam while dancing.

(End of this chapter)