The Gambling Battle
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The army began to approach Rising Sun City and stopped 5 thousand meters away from it.
"Look, what's that?"
"It's a wooden horse, and there's a person sitting on it. No, it's not a person. It looks like a clown wearing a strange clown mask."
"This is strange. When the clown came over, not only did the monster army not stop him, but they even separated naturally. That clown must be a leader of the monster army."
The soldiers on the city wall were all internally shocked.
The clown riding on wooden horse approached the battlefield and looked up at Rising Sun City with a strange look in their eyes. It was the kind of gaze that saw something new, the kind that saw interesting toys. The smile on the clown's clown mask grew more intense, and it was a shocking sight.
"The clown with the wooden horse can control these monster armies." When Li Xiang saw that, his expression turned grave.
The clown was not a simple fellow.