"-he is...He is picking his nose with a toothpick! WHAT THE FUCK!?" Iwan was lost for words as he was completely trapped in what the clown was doing.
It was something that he had never seen anyone do before.
Gods, Devils, Demons, Beasts, Animals, Humans, and even the babies, Iwan had never seen something like this that he was witnessing.
It was like history was being made here and he was unlucky enough to witness that.
"A clown!
A toothpick!
And, A Nose!" Iwan unconsciously spoke three words that would be recorded in the history books of the gods in the later future.
Yu Lan on the other hand was speechless.
The clown wasn't a clown, but a God, who was his comrade as the clown who wasn't a clown also belonged to the third army.
Not only was the 'clown who wasn't a clown' wearing clothes of a clown along with clown face paint, but even his actions were that of a clown.