As Corey healed Jeremy, he realized that the Clown had done more than pierce a hole in Jeremy's stomach.

Inside of Jeremy was the Clown's blood which was ravaging Jeremy's insides. Whenever he tried to heal Jeremy, the Clown's blood would rapidly multiply and cause more injuries to Jeremy.

There were billions of the Clown's blood cells inside Jeremy, and Corey was finding it hard to destroy and heal Jeremy as quickly as possible.

"R-Ro-"

Jeremy attempted to speak, and Corey clicked his tongue when he saw this.

"Damn it, Jeremy. Save your energy and use it to fight for your life. You must not die, you hear me? You must not fucking die."

Jeremy's eyes closed and opened multiple times, and although a part of him wanted to fight back, he was extremely weak, he was in pain, and he was dying.

"I could have saved all of you, and especially him the trouble and pain he's currently feeling if you had not stopped me." The Clown with a slight smile as he watched Corey desperately trying to heal Jeremy.

Pamela frowned deeply when she saw Jeremy's condition.

She knew that unless she helped Corey in stabilizing Jeremy's condition or unless Corey had a more effective way to heal Jeremy, it would be extremely difficult for Corey to save Jeremy.

"Don't think Divine is the only that's capable of causing serious harm to your true body and your clones."

The Clown lips curled up slightly, and a soft chuckle escaped his lips.

"You said that the runes warned you about me, and my instincts are telling me that such an ability is going to be extremely dangerous and disadvantageous to me in the future."

"And I remember now... When I was the director of the branch of the Underworld on New Earth, I went through the records of every single person, and it said that your affinity with runes was on a scale they could not fathom."

"Runes love you like how a newborn baby instinctively loves their mother. They obey you and listen to you... And that's a rather troubling ability."

"... You're going to have to die, Pamela."

Pamela stretched out her right hand, and then her Destroyer appeared in her hand.

She slammed the butt of the spear on the ground, causing the earth to tremble slightly. White lightning also appeared on her body and her Destroyer, and then she scowled at the Clown.

"I'd like to see you try and defeat me... clown."

The Clown's lips stretched out widely, causing his smile to look horrifying.

"I'm so going to love the expression on your face when you die. Will it be fear? Will it be unwillingness? Will it be disbelief? Will it be anger? Will it be sadness? Or will it be acceptance and peace?"

"I really want to know what your expression would be."

Pamela scoffed. "You're getting nothing out of me, you damned freak."

"Hahaha. Well, I guess we'll see about that. Won't we?"

Pamela did not answer. Instead, her body moved as fast as lightning, and she appeared in front of the Clown who had possessed Rorik.

She stabbed at the Clown's throat, not caring that Rorik would die if he eventually became free of the Clown.

Unfortunately for Rorik, Pamela was not going to take any risk or attempt to go easy on the Clown just because he was possessing Rorik.

The Clown was far too dangerous, and if Rorik had to die for her to kill a clone of the Clown?

Then so be it.

As the tip of her spear flared with runes that reinforced the runes and made it a lot sharper, the Clown's right fist moved at a pace that matched Pamela's!

A light flashed across the Clown's arms and fists, and a bronze gauntlet emerged on Rorik's arms and fists.

Pamela's Destroyer and the Clown's fist slammed into one another, and Pamela's expression changed when she felt the immense power behind the punch.

She nearly took several steps back, but she clenched her teeth and stood her ground.

However, just as she did this, the Clown swung his left fist at an extremely fast speed at Pamela, and her eyes widened in disbelief due to the speed.

It was fast, extremely so, and she could not dodge it or block it.

"Damn it."

Just as she said this, the fist slammed into the right side of her waist, and she barely formed some defensive and reinforcement runes around her waist.

But despite this, the power behind the punch was more than enough to send her flying a few meters.

Clang!

Pamela used her Destroyer to stabilize herself, causing a long crack to emerge on the already battle-ridden ground.

When she came to a full stop, she looked at the Clown who was approaching her with a calm smile while twisting his neck to the side.

"Do you know that if not for you, me, Corey, and the last person with the Omnipotence talent, this child called Rorik, that girl called Elizabeth, and the wonderfully cursed hero, Jeremy, would have had the highest level of talents on New Earth."

"Well... There are others on New Earth with talents that rival them... Like one annoying monkey with so much pride and a fucking staff. But oh well, that's in the past."

"As I was saying, if not for the four of us, Rorik, Jeremy, and Elizabeth would have had the highest level of talents on New Earth."

"I'm sure you know it already, but amongst the Hero's companions, Rorik has the highest physical strength for his Tier. His stats are all balanced and they've slightly surpassed the Violet Star Realm. Something you've not been able to achieve yet despite your... brilliance and talent."

The Clown paused and looked at Pamela with a slight smile, causing Pamela to frown in disgust.

The distance between both of them decreased as the Clown approached her with calm, steady steps."

"Unlike Corey who I'm quite certain has surpassed the stat limit of the universe because of his Race which is far above our universe, Rorik's race prevents him from achieving this feat."

"But guess what, Rorik's talent allows him to surpass his limits, and this comes with a skill that puts immense strain on his body. It's because of his talent he was able to achieve such stats even as a well... human."

"If he's not careful with the skill, he can die, but guess what. Even if this is not a true clone, my talent of immortality remains and Rorik cannot die."

"So what does that mean, Pamela o Mother of Runes?"

The Clown grinned widely as he stood before Pamela without fear.

"That means I can keep on using the skill and make Rorik to temporarily break the universal stat limit."

"How about we have some fun, huh?"

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