When Lucilia's words rang in her ears, Arka immediately looked behind her.

The light of the sword flew in front of him.

A dagger was stuck in the wall next to it.

Look at the people.

Dressed in a pompous costume, with a clown painted all over his face, he walked towards Arka with exaggerated steps.

The crazy smile on his face and the scarlet eyes.

"Hahaha, finally let me catch you again!"

The dagger that had been stuck in the wall disappeared, and new daggers appeared in the clown's hand again, one after the other between his fingers.

With a flick of both hands, 8 daggers were thrown at Alka.

A roll of the Arka flashed from the side.

A dagger still cut through the clothes on his back.

A card flies along the ground towards the Joker, and when it is about to hit the Joker, it suddenly flies upwards.

However, he was knocked away by the dagger in his hand.

However, it also bought time for Arka.

"It's you, the loser."

Arka, who got up again, was slightly embarrassed, covered in dust from the ground, and the clothes on his back had been cut through a gap.

In a word, the clown in front of him was instantly enraged.

The figure quickly ran towards Arka, flicking his hands and throwing dagger after dagger at him.

At the same time, he shouted frantically, "I'll cut your mouthpiece and feed it to you." ”

This clown seems to be even more crazy than he has met before, and he will not calm down at all.

Arka quickly retreated, and kept his hands on his waist, shooting card after card at the enemy.

The arc of the cards is a bit unpredictable.

Launched from a wide variety of directions.

Draw through strange arcs that force enemies to stop.

The dagger after dagger also made Arka tired to deal with, took out the locker on his thigh, flicked the pick in the back and fired a direct shot.

The scattered bullets scattered out in all directions, like fireballs burning with pale white.

Shoot down all the daggers that come your way.

Alka's other free hand was already holding the pistol, aiming at the enemy and emptying the wheel directly.

Faced with such a situation.

The Joker rolls straight around, ignoring the flying cards, even if he is hit by the card and slashes on the flesh, he still doesn't care.

Then he pedaled the ground and turned towards Alka.

At this time, Arka had his back against the wall, and there was no way to avoid it.

A card slipped from his pants and he stepped on the bottom of his foot.

"Die!"

The clown who rushed over waved his dagger with both hands and waved it wildly at Alka.

Arka can only hold the locker and the pistol to block.

However, the methods of melee combat are obviously inferior to those of the Joker, and even if he has deliberately trained during this time, it is still much worse.

After only two blocks, the dagger slashed the wrist and shoulder.

In pain, Arka crouched down, then rolled straight past him.

Such an action made the clown, who had already killed the red-eyed, ecstatic, and the dagger in his hand did not hesitate to hold it straight and stabbed down.

Now Arka is full of flaws, as if he is putting his life in his hands.

That's when he realized that he couldn't do it.

Turning his head, four water chains appeared out of nowhere, connecting to the ground and binding his limbs.

There was a blue card.

Alka, who rolled up, did not hesitate to hold the locker and re-dialed the paddle behind him to the clown in front of him.

"Goodbye, idiot!"

Aiming at the head, the dense projectiles that were gathered together were sprayed out from the muzzle.

Crowded together on a mass of projectiles, the burning pale white flames mixed together like a fireball.

"Click!"

There was a sound like glass breaking.

The projectile hits a faint shield, which then shatters under the attack, but the bullet also consumes all its strength.

Follow the shattered shield chip and drop it towards the ground.

Behind the shattered shield is a smirking clown.

"You're not the only one who has this."

It's like the old days are coming back to the past.

The last time it saved Arka's life, it was the shield, and this time it was the shield that saved the enemy.

At this time, Arka felt the paralysis of his left hand.

When I turned my head, I saw that the wounds on my left wrist and shoulder were slightly numb, and there were different colors on them.

"You're still putting poison on the knife?"

The clown's smile became even more hideous.

He broke free of the chain and walked briskly, while Arka staggered back to his feet.

"As I said, I'll cut off your mouthpiece little by little and feed it into your belly."

"And then cut open my belly and take my mouthpiece out and sew it on?" Arka asked rhetorically.

"Huh?"

Arka's sudden answer made the clown a little confused.

Then the scarlet eyes, which had already faded a little, were once again full of blood, and anger crawled almost visibly over his clown-like face.

It was as if he had been insulted.

Gritted his teeth and roared: "You really damn it, damn it!" ”

This man's psyche is much more fragile than he thinks, and a few casual words can provoke him.

Arka couldn't help but think, then controlled his breathing and stepped back.

And the clown, who was already extremely angry, was no longer ready to give Arka any chance, and rushed like lightning with a dagger in his hand.

Looking at the clown who rushed in, his originally embarrassed face suddenly showed a smile.

A blue gradient card appeared at the Joker's feet.

As it was activated, one chain of water after another gushed out and was launched in an instant.

directly tied up the clown who rushed in the air, and forcibly pulled it in place.

In addition to tying his limbs, he also wrapped his waist around him and was firmly imprisoned in place.

This was the first card he got from Jack.

Compared to his own production, it is much more powerful, and the more smooth it is.

After all, the cards he made couldn't even reach the gradient.

Arka took the opportunity to reload.

Dense red, thorn-like lines appeared on the clown's face.

With the roar of rage.

The chain of water began to become unstable, and water stains kept splashing out.

Looking at the clown who had already broken free of his hands, Arka dodged directly to the side while reloading.

Dagger after dagger flew in.

Rubbing Alka hit the surrounding mud and walls.

At this time, the clown exerted his strength again, and was about to break free from the water chain of his legs.

And both hands kept appearing and the dagger was thrown at Arka to prevent him from attacking him.

Running forward and rolling to dodge the dagger's attacks.

The attack was interrupted suddenly.

Turn your head to look.

The clown has broken free from the chains of his legs.

Arka raised his hand for a shot, and the clown, who was breaking free from the chain on his waist, had no time to dodge, and immediately raised his hand to protect his head.

The bullet hit his wrist directly, and the dense ammunition directly festered his wrist and the surrounding area.

The scarlet thorns began to glow, and non-fatal injuries were no longer an obstacle for him.

And Arka didn't know when a magic top hat appeared in his hand and put it on his head.

looked at the clown who only had the chain left on his waist and hadn't broken free.

Said with a smile.

"The show begins."

The cards that had been thrown out by Arka and nailed to various places on the ground began to glow faintly.

This is a transparent colorless glow.

(End of chapter)