Chapter 49: The Cross of Fire
"Someone's been murdered, help!"
At this time, Alka was shouting and running towards the distant city gate.
The deliberate sharp shouting had awakened the guards who were guarding the gate.
Seeing Alka running away and shouting, they immediately picked up their weapons and ran towards where Alka was.
"What's wrong sir?"
Alka was dressed formally at the moment, he raised his hands with a look of horror on his face, pointing behind him with a trembling voice.
"There's a madman out there, and 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 are extremely exaggerated.
This image, which did not look like that of a good character at first glance, instantly made the guards alert.
Picking up the halberds in their hands, the guards on the distant city wall saw the actions of their teammates and raised their rifles one after another.
Alka took this opportunity to pass through the gap between them and retreat to the rear with a look of fear.
He retreated all the way to the city gate and leaned against the city wall, breathing heavily.
At this time, Newik had also rushed towards the soldiers.
The moonlight shone down, just enough to illuminate his figure from the shadows.
Seeing the enemy running in an exaggerated and reckless manner like a clown, the soldiers felt nervous instantly.
However, at this time.
The person standing on the wall who seemed to be a commander or a squad leader suddenly shouted, "Wait, stop!"
He seemed to recognize Nivek.
When he heard the voice, Alkaton felt something was wrong.
Regardless of whether it was what he thought or not, he rushed out of the city without hesitation.
All I heard was Nivek shouting, "The man who escaped is a wanted criminal!"
“Fuck!”
Hearing this, Alka ran faster .
The captain believed it without hesitation and gave the order immediately.
"Quick, intercept that wanted criminal!"
The guards holding halberds were a little dazed, but after they reacted, they all retreated to the side to make way for Nivik.
The guards on the city wall raised their rifles, turned around and began to aim at Alka who was already running outside.
“Swoosh! Swoosh!”
The bullet whizzed past Alka.
"Shit, shit."
While cursing, Alka had to adjust the way he ran towards the flowers next to him.
The lush plants can block the enemy's vision, and the moonlight there is dim.
He was sure that the clown had no idea that he was actually a wanted criminal, and he just said it casually to get the guards to cooperate with him in attacking him.
Damn, this madman hit me by accident.
But it also indirectly shows that this clown is not a shady gangster in the city as Alka thought.
Obviously he has status.
"Um."
Suddenly Alka groaned as a bullet penetrated his left arm.
The momentary pain disrupted his running rhythm.
He had to endure the pain and rushed into the gardens on both sides of the road.
Bullets began to fly around randomly.
It was almost impossible to shoot Alka anymore.
Alka could only hold his injured left arm, cover the wound as best he could, and run away.
But the injury to one arm obviously affected his escape speed.
Nivek also rushed into the garden.
"Desperate? Scared?"
A cruel and angry shout came from behind.
"Isn't it just a matter of beating you in magic? You can't afford it, right? Is it necessary to fight so hard?"
"What a fucking lunatic!"
He cursed in his heart, but there was no intention of slowing down his pace.
The enemy's shouts were getting closer.
“Let’s fight!”
Alka put down his right hand that was holding his left arm, flipped it, and a red gradient card appeared in his palm.
Without hesitation, he held the card and swiped it across his belt.
The crystal stone embedded in the side belt of his waist scratched the card.
The crystal instantly released a faint blue light, which flowed into the card like a silk thread.
The flaming red cross on the card was instantly lit up.
The originally cold card felt a little warm.
Alka 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.
With the faint moonlight, the enemy's clown-like face appeared in front of him.
Facing the two silver metal cards shot at him by Alka.
This time Nivek had experience.
There was no intention of staying where he was to dodge, he just rushed forward.
He simply rolled on the ground, letting the card pass over his back, and then pounced towards Alka like a hungry tiger.
At this moment, Alka half-squatted on the spot as .
The crystal stone around the waist was still emitting a faint light.
With the help of the moonlight, Alka could already see Nivek rushing towards him, only four or five meters away.
The evil and ferocious clown look on his face was so ugly.
The smile on his face was almost reaching his ears.
"Bang!"
And Alka also had a smile on his face.
A wide column of fire, more than half a meter wide, suddenly emerged from the ground.
It completely enveloped Newik, and two pillars of fire shot out from the left and right.
The cross flame gushes outward from the four corners of the card.
The column of fire facing the ground, sprayed out flames that baked the ground, and the flames spread to the surroundings.
The strong flames illuminated the dark night in an instant.
The surrounding flowers quickly dried up and withered in the burning fire, and turned black in the burning.
The strong firelight and the warmth it brought illuminated Alka.
Engulfed in flames, Nivek obviously no longer had a smile on his face.
The smile shifted to Alka's face.
Alka stood up, covered his left arm and prepared to leave.
A figure burning with flames suddenly shot out from the torch.
There were burn marks all over his body, his clothes were stuck to his flesh, and the makeup and skin on his face had melted into one in the flames.
Alka's eyes widened as he watched the clown rush out from the flames.
This still moves?
Dense red thorns covered all the burned areas.
Emitting a faint red light.
Now Nivek is just like a demon crawling out of the abyss.
"die!"
A hoarse and cruel cry was heard, and several daggers flashing with cold light flew towards Alka.
The sudden attack and the close distance.
Even if Alka dodged to the side, it was too late.
A thin curtain of light suddenly emerged from his body.
The protective props given by Andre were activated.
The three deadly daggers pierced through the light curtain and shattered it, but they also lost their kinetic energy and fell to the ground.
Only Nivik's clawed right hand, with five blood-red rays of light, hit Alka's chest.
Five deep bloody scratches were left, and the clothes were torn and blood spurted out.
Nivik landed on his tiptoes, 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 bloody light is just around the corner.
Reflected from Alka's pupils.
"Silver Light Collapse Fist"
A figure fell from mid-air, and his fist flashing with silver light collided with Cheng Zhua's left hand.
