In another city far away from Gotham, a man wearing a shabby purple suit with pale skin, lips covered with lipstick, and unruly green hair appeared in the corner of the room.

For safety reasons, he deliberately distanced himself from the man in the room. He didn't have much fear in his eyes, but instead showed an unpleasant laugh. Then he tilted his head and combed his scattered green hair like a kelp curl with his hands, which was still very messy.

"You are very popular recently. Now many forces have issued wanted orders about you. Don't you know? You dare to appear here. Don't you know how to write the word "death"?!"

Black Adam stared at the clown with a gloomy face, and the other party appeared silently in his room, which made him feel a little reluctant.

When the clown heard this, he laughed, nodded slightly, and couldn't help but make gestures: "I have read a little bit of books and know that there are four ways to write the word "death"! Chinese, English, Japanese, and traditional Chinese."

"Are you fooling me? Believe it or not, I will kill you!" Black Adam turned aside and threatened.

The clown nodded repeatedly and said in a weak voice: "Of course I'm afraid you will kill me, but what is confusing is that no one can kill me at all...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Black Adam came to him in a flash. As the clown's eyes showed surprise, and his expression had no time to change, he smashed the heavy punch without hesitation and hit the clown's head, causing his cervical spine to break, and his whole face was pressed against his chest, all relying on the skin to connect his neck muscles, so that his head did not fall off.

It was obviously a fatal injury, but the clown knelt down in pain, his throat made a breathing sound like a broken bellows pulling, and then he raised his hands and pulled his head back.

When he moved, the palm of his hand emitted a burgundy warm light, which quickly recovered as before. At this time, he stood up in a mess, took a big breath, and then slapped his hands suddenly and spread them out: "Da! Da! Is it a surprise? Is it unexpected? Join us, you can do this too!"

Black Adam looked disdainful: "A person like a pig or dog is worthy of me joining? What can I get? As fragile as you? He is as slow as a fool? He is broken with a light punch?"

"Of course Immortality, and there are more! You might as well say it clearly, this is the 79th time I have died of murder this month, and you deserve it." The clown took himself as an example and tried his best to promote it. He said it was a scattered person, and the other party's eyes were filled with stars.

He could feel the clown's body contained a huge source of evil. Although Black Adam was disdainful, he was already moved. His power came from the Nine Glory Gods of Egypt, and it has been weakening since a long time ago.

In Hitaheim's words, although they are not weaker than gods at all, they are not real gods, but an ancient and powerful earth spirit. The origin of the Nine Glory God is no longer important. With the invasion of reincarnation, the rules of the earth are polluted and distorted, and their power will become weaker and weaker, and the power projected onto them is also decreasing.

Black Adam is an ambitious person. How can he endure the power decline instead of increasing? He is never stupid after 20 years of earth changes and successfully living to this day. He is not a hero with great enlightenment. Under the star effect of Clark, he also had the idea of ​​seeking the main world.

He has been looking for his superiors for his own sake, but he has not been able to do so. It just so happens that the Joker's job is a "senior talent search" who works for hell, referred to as the "headhunter consultant".

The clown does not belong to any force in hell, but is just a third-party intermediary, with work income linked to performance. He wanders between hell and the earth like a jackal, and is responsible for studying and contemplating the recruitment requirements issued by various forces in hell, and then discovering, tracking, evaluating, selecting, and exploring talents on earth. Then he wants to do pyramid schemes, and successfully recommending them to join hell, sign a contract to sell their own money.

"Is this the Baccarat?" Black Adam asked with the impulse in his heart.

"It's not just the Baccarat factor. Black Adam, what are you still hesitating about? This world has changed, and if you don't become strong, you will be eliminated. The earth is destined to have no future, but the main world has the opportunity to become a god! Look at how many people leave you behind, are you willing? You are already too far behind, and only by joining hell can you gain strength, come from behind, become a big shot, kidnap white and rich beauty, and reach the peak of your life! Like a superman!" The clown bewitched.

"Superman is the abyss!"

"The foundation of our nine-level hell is no worse than that of the abyss!" The clown wanted to say something, but his face changed slightly, and he secretly warned himself that he would not achieve anything in a hurry. He also said, "You are so timid that you are nothing more than worrying about being cheated when you trade with the devil, but the hell in the main world is different from what you imagined. Our development environment is better than the abyss, and the system is more perfect and sound. This is the price list. You can think about it carefully. I will come back to find you later."

After saying that, the clown left a table with detailed labels on which corresponding benefits will be obtained by selling himself to Hell under different conditions. This table is only a basic price. If you rely on hell forces with different benefits, you will also get additional benefits and subsidies.

After leaving this form, the clown took a deep breath, then disappeared without taking away a cloud.

The next moment, he appeared on the top floor of a building in this city, looking into the direction of Gotham City, and muttered: "Another coin has returned, it's really annoying. My business this month has not been completed. Let me calculate, Death Knell, Black Adam, Doctor Destiny... I must fool another one!"

The Joker's experience is not much better than Batman. Since the invasion of the cycle of reincarnation and the arrival of the main world, the sky on earth has changed. The Adventists have clear goals and will not play house games with super criminals like Batman, they are killing people.

When batches of Arkham graduated criminals flirted with the arrival of the main world as superheroes, and were then killed neatly, and even their souls were harvested, these mortal criminals were finally frightened.

As powerful as Batman, he is rich, capable and lucky, but he is still not favored by the arrivals of the main world. He actively worked hard to prepare for ten years to confirm the position of "King of Gotham", but he is still threatened by the church and has to continue to make contributions for a higher status.

For mortal criminals like Clown, they have no background or qualifications, and their situation is even more embarrassing. They are basically not as good as the standard. If they want to do well, they must get up from the bottom of the board.

Fortunately, he was lucky. He got an adventure in the underground spiritual vein of Gotham, integrated a large number of Baccarat factors, and was eventually noticed by Hell, granted some abilities, signed a contract to sell his body, and became a verbal salesperson. He had to constantly explore talents for various forces in Hell until he paid off his debts, otherwise he would die.
Chapter completed!