The Clowns' Predicament

The clowns resting and catching their breath around the clearing were all carrying injuries, yet their expressions and mannerisms remained distinctly different.

Some were healing themselves, some lay on their backs with their eyes closed, some chatted away, some played music, some listened in rapt attention, while others simply kept their heads down, bitterly enduring the dullness and boredom of their current situation.

The three clowns with the most extraordinary presence were gathered in the center of the clearing.

Sainsai, wearing an iron helmet and holding a branding iron, leaned against a tree to the left like a silent statue.

Fente, dressed in a long gown and stooped in posture, sat crookedly atop a huge boulder to the right with one leg crossed over the other, her movements unremarkable.

As for the third person, tightly guarded between these two crazed bodyguards, he was a small-statured figure sitting cross-legged on the ground with his waist bent.

He was Dunke, once an Auling Hunter and now one of the Mad Clowns.

Dunke now sat quietly on the ground, his eyes closed in concentration and his palms turned upward.

At the same time, a strange cube glowing deep purple floated slowly before him. Thousands upon thousands of threads of light danced out from its various squares before silently drifting away into the clouds overhead.

This cube had originally been the fifth-tier Labyrinth Relic Dunke possessed, the "Reflection Trick Box." Now, Dunke had replicated it into the form of the "Maze Cube," temporarily gaining the effects of the Maze Cube.

Through such a special method, even after falling into the heart of the labyrinth and becoming someone hopelessly lost, Dunke could still seize the chance to turn the tables. Thus, he had begun a fierce struggle with Kadeci, the original owner outside, for control