"This clown is an insane creature unlike anything I've seen before" the Heavenly God muttered in a heavy tone.
The Frost Flame Wraith King said nothing and only stared intently at the burnt desert ground.
Even after a while, the intense heat still remained in the desert, warping the vision of those looking through it.
The shockwaves from the blast only lasted for a short time, and it didn't spread too far before dissipating, but the high temperature left behind was enough to turn this place into hell on earth.
As powerful as Demis and Wraiths were, they weren't afraid of this level of damage, but they paid attention to how it affected the world.
A few drones suddenly flew over from the sky.
The drones went in front of them and projected the screens again.
The Murder Clown showed up on those screen.
Following the 8-bit theme from before, it was playing an air-guitar.
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