"Murder, help!"
At this time, Alka shouted and ran towards the distant city gate.
The deliberate sharp shouting had awakened the guards who were guarding the gate.
Seeing Alka running and shouting, they immediately picked up their weapons and ran towards where Alka was.
"What's wrong, sir?"
Alka was dressed formally at this time. He raised his hands with a look of fear on his face, and pointed behind him with a trembling voice.
"There is a madman over there, he wants to kill me."
Hearing his words, the guards looked behind Alka, and saw a figure running quickly in the shadows there.
And the running movements were extremely exaggerated.
This image, which did not look like a good character at first glance, instantly made the guards alert.
Picking up the halberd in his hand, the guards on the distant city wall saw the actions of their teammates and raised their rifles in their hands.
Alka took this opportunity to pass through the gap between them with a terrified look and retreated to the rear.
He retreated all the way to the city gate and panted against the city wall.
At this time, Nivik had also rushed towards the soldiers.
The moonlight sprinkled down, just illuminating his figure from the shadows.
Looking at the enemy's exaggerated and wanton running like a clown, these soldiers instantly felt nervous.
However, at this time.
Standing on the city wall, the role that seemed to be the commander or the captain suddenly shouted: "Wait, stop!"
He seemed to recognize Nivik.
When he heard this voice, Alkaton felt bad.
Whether it was what he thought or not, he rushed out of the city without hesitation.
Only Nivik shouted: "The man who ran away is a wanted criminal!"
"Fuck!"
Hearing this, Alka ran faster.
And the captain believed it without hesitation and immediately issued an order.
"Quick, intercept the wanted criminal!"
The guards holding halberds were a little confused, and after reacting, they retreated to the side to make way for Nivik.
And the guards on the city wall raised their rifles, turned around and began to aim at Alka who was already running outside.
"Swish! Swish!"
The bullet passed by Alka.
"Damn it, damn it."
While cursing, Alka had to adjust his running style and ran towards the flowers next to him.
The lush plants could block the enemy's vision, and the moonlight there was relatively dim.
He was sure that the clown didn't know that he was really a wanted criminal, and just said it casually to get the guards to cooperate with him to attack him.
Damn, this madman hit him by accident.
But it also shows from the side that the clown was not a gangster member in the city who was not seen in the light as Alka thought.
Obviously, he had status.
"Yeah."
Suddenly, Alka groaned, and a bullet penetrated his left arm.
The pain disrupted his running rhythm.
He had to endure the pain and rushed into the gardens on both sides of the road.
The flying bullets began to shoot randomly around.
It was almost impossible to hit Alka.
And Alka could only hold his injured left arm, cover the wound as much as he could, and run away.
But the injury to one arm obviously affected his escape speed.
Nivik also rushed into the garden.
"Desperate? Afraid?"
Cruel and angry shouts came from behind.
"Isn't it just a magic trick that I beat you? You can't afford it, right? Is it necessary to fight so hard?"
"What a madman!"
He cursed in his heart, but his steps did not slow down at all.
The enemy's shouts were getting closer and closer.
"Fight!"
Alka put down his right hand that was holding his left arm, flipped it, and a red gradient card appeared in his palm.
He held the card without hesitation and passed it across his belt.
The crystal stone embedded in his side belt passed across the card.
The crystal stone instantly released a faint blue light, and the light flowed into the card like a silk thread.
The fiery red cross on the card was instantly lit up.
The originally cold card felt a little warm.
Arka threw the card out without hesitation.
The card slid along the ground, cutting off the roots of the flowers one by one and inserting them into the soft mud in front.
Two more metal cards flew backwards.
Under the faint moonlight, the enemy's clown-like face had appeared in front of him.
Facing the two silver metal cards shot by Arka.
This time, Nivik had experience.
There was no intention to stay and dodge, and he rushed forward.
He rolled directly on the ground, letting the card pass over his back, and then he pounced on Arka like a hungry tiger.
At this time, Arka half-squatted in place as if he was exhausted.
The crystal stone on his waist was still emitting a faint glow.
By the moonlight, Alka had seen Nivik, who was only four or five meters away and had already rushed towards him.
The evil and hideous clown face was so ugly.
The smile on his face was almost to the roots of his ears.
"Bang!"
Alka also smiled.
A wide column of fire, more than half a meter wide, suddenly emerged from the ground.
It completely enveloped Nivik, and two columns of fire sprayed out from the left and right.
The cross flames gushed outward with the four corners of the card as the direction.
The column of fire facing the ground, the flames sprayed out to bake the ground, and the flames spread to the surroundings.
The strong flames illuminated the dark night in an instant.
The surrounding flowers dried up and withered quickly in the burning fire, and turned black in the burning.
The strong flames and the warmth brought by them illuminated Alka.
Nevik, who was enveloped by the flames, obviously had no smile.
The smile shifted to Alka's face.
Alka stood up, covered his left arm and prepared to leave.
A figure burning with flames suddenly flew out from the torch.
The body was full of burn marks, the clothes and flesh were sticking, and the makeup on the face and the skin were integrated in the flames.
Alka looked at the clown rushing out of the flames, his eyes widened.
Can he still move?
Dense red thorns covered all the burning areas.
Emitting a faint red light.
Now Nevik is just like a demon crawling out of the abyss.
"Die!"
With a hoarse and cruel cry, he flew towards Alka with several daggers flashing with cold light.
The sudden attack and such a close distance.
Even if Alka dodged to the side, it was too late.
A thin light curtain suddenly emerged from his body.
The protective props given by Andre were activated.
The three deadly daggers pierced the light curtain and shattered it. But they also lost kinetic energy and fell to the ground.
Only Nivik's clawed right hand hit Alka's chest with five blood-red lights.
Five deep blood marks were scratched, and the clothes were torn, and blood sprayed out.
Nivik landed on his toes, and his left hand, which was covered with burn marks and entangled with scarlet thorn vines, continued to attack Alka.
This time it was aimed directly at Alka's head.
The blood-red light was close at hand.
It was reflected in Alka's pupils.
"Silver Light·Breaking Fist"
A figure smashed down from mid-air, and the fist flashing with silver light collided with left hand.