Ranking Of Kings: My Land Is SSS Rank



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.

The day before, Li Xiang thought that the monster army did not have any intelligence and only knew how to be dominated by all kinds of killing and destructive desires. Now, it seemed that that was not the case. The threat of a monster army that was rational and could even be controlled could be said to be multiplied exponentially compared to a monster army that was completely out of control.

That completely overturned Li Xiang and the others' original understanding of monsters.

"Interesting. A war city occupied by humans. Good evening, Human race friends on the city wall. I, your favorite clown from far away, am here to give you all my best wishes. May the darkness be with you all forever."

Clown laughed as he stood on the wooden horse and made a gentlemanly gesture toward the city wall.

"Clown, who are you and where are you from? Could it be that this monster army is under yout control?" Li Xiang asked in a deep voice.

Since they could communicate, Li Xiang didn't plan to fight directly. Instead, it would be more beneficial for him to understand some information about the battlefield and the origin of the monster armies.

"Divine fate realm and the ruler of a Luck Dynasty. Interesting."

Clown's eyes swept across Li Xiang's body, and he revealed a strange smile. His eyes seemed to be able to see many unusual things. He could see things that others could not. He could tell Li Xiang's identity and cultivation realm at a glance.

"My name is Clown. I know everything you want to know. However, I won't give you information unconditionally." Clown chuckled.

"What condition?" Li Xiang asked with a frown.

"Let's play a game! If you can win, I will naturally answer whatever you ask." Clown laughed.

"What if I lose?" Li Xiang asked.

"That's very simple. If you lose, you will naturally know the consequences." Clown did not answer directly. Instead, he avoided the topic.

"I can't agree."

Zhou Qing frowned slightly and tried to dissuade Li Xiang. "This clown's background is unknown, and his methods are unknown. Moreover, the conditions for winning or losing are not clear. If we gamble with him rashly, no one knows what the consequences will be. If an accident happens, the consequences will be unimaginable."

There was too much uncertainty. In Zhou Qing's opinion, it was not worth it to take the risk.

The secret of the Mythical Battlefield would be known sooner or later as long as they lived. There was no need to gamble with the clown. The clown seemed to be shrouded in a layer of strange mystery, which gave Zhou Qing a bad feeling. The clown was definitely not a simple person.

"That's right. We definitely can't agree to it. It is obvious that this guy has no good intentions. We definitely can't gamble with him," Ye Qiu said loudly. He could feel a strong sense of danger from Clown.

"Hehe, have you thought it through? I can tell you the origin of the Mythical Battlefield, the origin of the monster army, and even that of the stargate. As long as you can win, I can tell you all the information without hiding any," Clown uttered playfully. He didn't care about those persuading Li Xiang from rejecting the offer.

"How do you want to bet?" Li Xiang asked with narrowed eyes.

It was an opportunity to truly understand the Mythical Battlefield. Perhaps he would have a chance to know it in the future, but knowing it now was better than knowing it in the future. Li Xiang would be able to gain the upper hand to a certain extent. It was not a solo survival, but a competition for the hegemony of the Myriad races. With such an opportunity to be ahead of others in terms of knowledge, Li Xiang naturally did not want to miss it.

The most important thing was that Clown might provide information about the stargate. That information was definitely the most precious. It might not even be information available on the Mythical Battlefield. That was what made Li Xiang accept the offer.

"It's very simple. Both of us will come up with a question and compete. Whoever loses will have one more chance to make up for their loss. But two losses is complete defeat. What do you think? I don't think the dignified ruler of a Luck Dynasty wouldn't have the courage to bet with me once, right?" Clown asked with a provocative smile.

That kind of provocation was powerful.

"All right, fair enough." Li Xiang nodded, but he didn't relax at all. The fact that Clown had suggested such a game meant that he had absolute confidence in his victory. It could even be said that he was conceited.

"Awesome. Since you have agreed, it can be considered that you have signed a contract, and the River of Destiny is the witness. No one can arbitrarily break it," Clown uttered with a smile.

Hearing Li Xiang agree, Clown clapped his hands. "Very well. Then, I'll decide the first round. This round, we'll bet on 'ruthlessness'."

"How do you want to bet?" Hearing that, Li Xiang frowned slightly.

He had thought that it would be some other common gambling method.

"It's very simple. Dismemberment. You and I will each send a warrior," Clown explained excitedly. "Being dismembered is an extremely cruel and painful punishment in the world. My gambling method is to have the selected warriors cut off their own flesh piece by piece. During this process, their five senses would be amplified, making their bodies more sensitive. Any feeling would be magnified by ten times or even a hundred times. One slash would definitely cause unimaginable pain. Whoever can't hold on would lose."

It was not just any other kind of ruthlessness.

On the execution ground, as long as a criminal knew that they were going to die by a thousand cuts, they would definitely want to take their own life on the spot quickly. The pain, the fear, and the pain of watching themself being cut into pieces was unimaginable. The pain would be doubled with every cut, and it would be themself doing it. To be able to persevere, one must have a firm mind and a strong will.