Treasure Hunters, Sail the Blue Sea

Chapter 49

"Murder, help!"

At this time, Alka ran towards the distant city gate while shouting.

The deliberate sharp shouts had awakened the guards who were guarding the gate.

Seeing how Alka was running away and shouting, they immediately picked up their weapons and ran towards where Alka was.

"What's the matter, sir?"

Arka's attire was fairly formal at this time, and he raised his hands in the air with a frightened face, pointing behind him with a trembling voice.

"There's a madman over there, and he's trying to kill me."

Hearing his words, the guards all looked behind Alka, only to see a figure rushing rapidly in the shadows there.

And the running action is extremely exaggerated.

This kind of image, which doesn't look like a good character at first glance, instantly made the guards vigilant.

Picking up the halberd in his hand, the guards on the wall in the distance saw the movements of their teammates, and raised their rifles one after another.

Alka took this opportunity to pass through the gap between them with a frightened look, and retreated towards the rear.

All the way back to the gate of the city, panting heavily against the city wall.

At this time, Nivik had already rushed towards the soldiers.

The moonlight just shone, illuminating his figure from the shadows.

Seeing the enemy's exaggerated and wanton running like a clown made these soldiers instantly feel nervous.

However this time.

Standing on the city wall seemed to be a character like a commander or a squad leader, and suddenly shouted: "Wait, stop!"

He seemed to recognize Nivek.

Arkadon felt bad when he heard this voice.

Regardless of whether it was what he thought, he rushed out of the city without hesitation.

I only heard Nivik shouting: "The man who escaped is a wanted criminal!"

"Gan!"

Hearing this, Arka ran even faster.

And the captain believed it without hesitation, and immediately issued an order.

"Quick, intercept that wanted criminal!"

The guards holding the halberds were a little dazed, and after realizing their reactions, they retreated to the side to make way for Nivek.

And the guards on the city wall raised their rifles, turned around and started aiming at Alka who was already running outside.

"Huh! Huh!"

The bullet passed Alka's side.

"Shit, shit."

While cursing, Arka had to adjust his running style and ran towards the flowers next to him.

Those lush plants can block the enemy's vision, and the moonlight there is dim.

He was sure that the clown didn't know that he was really a wanted criminal, and he just said it casually in order to let the guards cooperate with him to attack him.

Damn it, I was hit on the wrong side by this lunatic.

But it also shows from the side that this clown is not, as Alka thought, a member of a gangster who cannot be seen in the city.

Obviously has status.

"Ah."

Suddenly Alka couldn't help but groaned, and a bullet went into 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.

The flying bullets began to shoot randomly around.

It was almost impossible to shoot Arka anymore.

And Alka could only hug his injured left arm, try his best to cover the wound, and run wildly into the distance.

But the injury to one arm obviously affected the speed of his escape.

Nivek also rushed into the garden.

"Desperate? Scared?"

Cruel and angry shouts came from behind.

"Isn't it just playing magic to beat you? Can't you afford it? As for working so hard?"

"What the fuck is a lunatic!"

I screamed and cursed in my heart, but the pace under my feet did not mean to slow down at all.

The cries of the enemy came closer and closer.

"Fight!"

Alka put down his right hand holding his left arm, flipped it, and a red gradient card appeared in his palm.

Without hesitation, he held the card and swiped it from the belt.

The spar inlaid on the side belt by him scratched the card.

The spar instantly released a faint blue light, and the light poured into the card like a thread.

The fiery red cross on the card was instantly lit up.

There was a hint of warmth from the cold card.

Alka threw the card out without hesitation.

The card slid close to the ground, cutting off the rhizomes of flowers one after another and inserting them in the soft mud ahead.

Another two 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 flying towards Alka.

This time Nivek had experience.

There was no intention of staying in place to avoid it at all, and rushed forward fiercely.

He rolled over directly on the ground, let the card slide across his back, and then rushed towards Alka like a hungry tiger.

At this time, Alka squatted on the spot as if he was exhausted.

The spar at the waist was still emitting a faint brilliance outwards.

By the light of the moon, Arka had already seen Nivek who was only four or five meters away from him and had already rushed towards him.

The face of the evil and ferocious clown is so ugly.

The smile on the top is almost cracked to the ear.

"boom!"

A smile appeared on Alka's face.

A wide pillar of fire, less than half a meter wide, suddenly emerged from the ground.

It directly enveloped Nivek completely, and two pillars of fire shot out from the left and right respectively.

The cross flames spew out from the 4 corners of the card.

From the pillar of fire facing the ground, the jet of flames baked against the ground, and the flames spread to the surroundings.

The intense fire light instantly illuminated the pitch-black night.

The surrounding flowers quickly withered and withered under the burning fire, and turned black during the burning.

The intense firelight and the warmth it brought illuminated Alka.

Nevek, who was shrouded in flames, obviously lost his smile.

A smile shifted to Alka's face.

Arka got up, clutched his left arm, and was about to leave.

A figure burning with flames flew out of the torch.

There were burn marks all over his body, the clothes and flesh were sticking together, and the makeup and skin on his face were fused together in the flames.

Alka looked at the clown rushing out of the flames, his eyes widened.

Can this still move?
Dense red thorns covered all the burning areas.

Exudes a slight red light.

The current Nivek is completely like an evil ghost crawling out of the abyss.

"die!"

With a hoarse and cruel cry, he flew towards Alka with a few daggers gleaming with cold light.

The sudden attack coupled with such a close distance.

Even if Alka dodged to the side, it was already too late.

A thin curtain of light suddenly emerged from his body.

The protective props given by Andre activated.

The deadly triple dagger pierced the light curtain, shattering it.But it also lost its kinetic energy and fell to the ground.

Only Nivek's clawed right hand hit Arka's chest with five blood-red rays of light.

Five deep blood marks were caught, and the clothes were torn, and the blood sprayed out.

Nivek landed on his toes, his left hand covered with burn marks and entwined with scarlet thorns and vines, and continued to attack Alka.

This time it pointed directly at Alka's head.

The bloody light is close at hand.

Reflected from Alka's pupils.

"Silver Light Bending Fist"

A figure smashed down from mid-air, and the silver fist collided with Chengzhao's left hand.

(End of this chapter)