"Murder, help me!"

At this time, Arka shouted and ran towards the city gate in the distance.

The deliberate and sharp shouts woke up the guards guards who were guarding the gate.

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

"What's wrong, sir?"

Arka was dressed quite formally at this time, and he looked frightened with his hands, and pointed behind him with a hint of trembling in his voice.

"There is a lunatic there, and he wants to kill me."

Hearing his words, the guards looked towards Arka's rear, and saw a figure running quickly in the shadow there.

And the running movements are extremely exaggerated.

This image, which looks like a good character, instantly made the guards alert.

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

Arka took this opportunity to pass through their cracks in a panic and retreated toward the rear.

He retreated all the way to the city gate and gasped against the city wall.

At this time, Nevik had also rushed towards the soldiers.

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

Looking at the enemy's exaggerated and unrestrained running style, these soldiers felt nervous in an instant.

However, at this time.

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

He seemed to recognize Nevik.

Alkaton felt bad when he heard this sound.

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

Only Nevik shouted, "The man who escaped is a wanted criminal!"

"Damn!"

Hearing this, Arka ran faster.

The captain believed it without hesitation and immediately issued an order.

"Quickly, intercept that wanted criminal!"

The guards holding halberds were a little confused. After reacting, they retreated to the side and made way for Nevik.

The guards on the city wall raised their rifles, turned around and began to look at Arka who was already running outside.

"Swish!Swish!"

Bullets passed by Arka.

"Damn, damn."

While cursing, Alka had to adjust his running way toward 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 didn't know that he was really a wanted criminal, just to get the guards to cooperate with him to attack him and say it casually.

Damn, I was beaten by this crazy man.

But it also shows from the indirection that this clown is not a shameful gang member in the city as Arka thought.

Obviously, he has status.

"Um."

Suddenly, Arka couldn't help but groan, and a bullet drilled into his left arm.

The pain in a moment disrupted his running rhythm.

He had to endure the pain and rushed into the gardens on both sides of the road.

The bullets flying over began to shoot randomly around.

It's almost impossible to shoot Alka anymore.

Arka could only hold his injured left arm, cover the wound as much as possible, and run wildly into the distance.

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

Nevik also rushed into the garden.

"Desperate? Fear?"

Cruel and angry screams came from behind.

"Isn't it just that magic is a win over you? I can't afford to play, right? As for how hard you work?"

"It's really a lunatic!"

He shouted and scolded in his heart, but the steps under his feet did not mean to slow down at all.

The enemy's screams were getting closer and closer.

"Fight!"

Arka 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 swung through his belt.

The crystal that he set on the side belt passed through the card.

The crystal instantly released a faint blue light, and the light poured into the card like silk threads.

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

A hint of warmth came from the originally cold card.

Arka threw the card out without hesitation.

The card slides against the ground, cutting off the rhizomes of flowers and inserting them into the soft mud in front of them.

Two more metal cards flew towards the rear.

With the faint moonlight, the enemy's clown-like face had appeared in front of him.

Facing two silver metal cards flying from Arka.

This time Nevik has experience.

There was no intention of staying in place to avoid it, so he rushed forward suddenly.

He rolled directly on the ground, letting the card pass through his back, and then rushed towards Arka like a hungry tiger.

At this time, Arka was half-squatting in place as if she was exhausted.

The crystal on his waist was still emitting a faint light.

Through the moonlight, Arka had already seen Nevik who was only four or five meters away from him and had rushed towards him.

The evil and hideous clown's face was so ugly.

The smile on it was almost cracking to the ear.

"Bang!"

Arka also had a smile on her face.

A wide fire column, more than half a meter wide, suddenly emerged from the ground.

He completely enveloped Nevik, and two pillars of fire ejected from the left and right respectively.

The cross flame gushs outwards with the four corners of the card as the direction.

The fire column facing the ground was spewing out, and the flames spread around.

The strong fire illuminated the dark night in an instant.

The flowers around them quickly dry up and withered in the burning of fire, turning black during burning.

The strong fire lights illuminate Arca.

Nevik, who was shrouded in flames, obviously no longer had a smile.

The smile moved to Arka's face.

Arka got up, covered her left arm and was about to leave.

A figure burning with flames suddenly flew out of the torch.

The body was full of burning traces, the clothes were sticking to the flesh, and the makeup on the face and the facial skin were integrated into the flames.

Arka looked at the clown rushing out of the flames, her eyes widened.

Is this still moving?
To be continued...