The moment their eyes met, Lanlius suddenly bent down and rolled forward in fit.

While!

A tarot card with angels and horns stuck sharply into the sewer wall like a throwing knife, and it was positioned at the height of the neck of Ranrius.

When!when!

Rolling, leaping sideways, or lunging forward, Lanrius dodged the three cards in quick succession, causing them to collide violently with the wall, the slate, and the concrete, reverberating like metal being struck.

At the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the figure of the man in the clown mask following closely no slower than himself, holding the thick cascading cards in one hand and dealing the cards skillfully in the other.

The sun with its facial features on the paper came into view, and with his left hand on the wall, the whole person jumped into the air and changed direction sharply.

Just then, he heard a whooshing sound, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his ankle!

Two cards were dealt, one lagging slightly, right in the direction I was dodging? could he predict my movements? Laneus's heart sank, and as soon as he landed, he endured the pain and rolled again.

While!

In his original position, a tarot card was inserted, a tarot card that kept trembling.

It was only then that Lanerus took aim at his right ankle, embedded deep in a card depicting stars, water bottles, and holy water.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Lanerus didn't have a chance to think and deal with his injuries at all, and one tarot card after another turned into sharp throwing knives and shot at different parts of his body.

Soon, the injuries to his right foot and left chest, the remnants of the hollow space between his chest and abdomen, and the previous collision of at least a demigod made Sequence 9 a "thief", and he began to slow down with his speed and agility.

A card was knocked out by him, but his wrist was cut with a deep wound, a wound that kept bleeding.

The night watchman and the military personnel will soon be chasing after them, and there can be no further delay! At this moment, Lanlius's mind is very clear.

Suddenly, he stopped where he was, no longer dodging, and was still accurately hit in the neck by a card with the word "Demon" depicted on the surface.

Almost instantly, the cards he was sticking to were bounced out, and the hideous wounds on his neck, right chest, wrist, and ankle were squirming wildly, growing one flesh after another, disgusting shapes!

On the skin of Lanrius, a dense number of small bumps bulged in an instant, and they were tinged with iron, as if they were connected into a set of full-body armor.

When a tarot card is shot, it is directly bounced open by the fine pimples.

Lanerus, whose eyes were dyed blood-red, looked at the clown who stopped his movements and put away the cards on the other side, and said with a half-smile and half-mockery:

"No matter what, after being tossed around by the gods like this once, there is always something to gain. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he kicked his left foot, jumped over the flowing filthy river, and pounced on the enemy on the opposite side.

Wearing the "Joker" mask, Crane took a step sideways as if he had expected it, and then withdrew his left hand from his coat pocket, clenched into a fist, and slammed into the temple of Lanlius like a cannonball.

Bang!

Lanerus swung his elbow sideways, raised his forearm, and accurately countered his opponent's punch.

The violent force poured like a torrent, and Crane was suddenly driven by his body, and his steps staggered.

Smack!

Crackling explosions exploded in Crane's ears, and punches that were heavier and faster than one punch continued to meet his eyes.

He seemed to have forgotten to keep his balance, stumbling along his steps, slamming to the side, and then rolling in a different direction with the support of his left elbow.

Bang bang bang!

Lanerus punched and kicked, fast and fierce, and Crane came close to being hit several times, but he always relied on his exaggerated balance to dodge in counterintuitive movements, sometimes on the wall, sometimes on the ground, as if performing acrobatics.

He behaved very calmly, not at all impatient, as if he had made up his mind to delay the battle as much as possible, waiting for the night watchman and the military personnel to catch up.

But once Lanerus shows signs of fleeing, he will inevitably be entangled and will not give a chance.

Syllable!

Lanlius punched Klein back as a trapeze artist with the help of the bounce off the wall, and he didn't hesitate to turn and escape to another channel.

Klein tapped his toes on the ground, and his body was about to shoot out like a cannonball, straight into Lanlius's vest.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind:

As if he had no bones, Lanerus forced his upper body to twist and punched him. ”

This is the intuitive premonition that belongs to the "clown"!

Without hesitation, without hesitation, Klein took the initiative to reduce the follow-up force.

With a snap, he still pounced, but it was much weaker than expected.

Click!

In the tooth-aching friction sound, Lan Erus's legs did not move, and his upper body twisted back, his face facing straight back, and his toes pointing forward.

In such a terrifying scene, Lanlius lunged forward with a punch and slammed into Crane's head, so powerful that the air exploded.

Rumble!

His fist hit the void, still twenty or thirty centimeters away from Crane's face.

The strong wind ruffled Crane's hair, but instead of taking advantage of the opportunity to attack his enemy, he chanted an Old Hermean word in a low and hoarse voice:

"Crimson!"

Spell?Ranlius jumped to the corner of his forehead and immediately pounced to the side, trying to dodge.

But at this time, Klein did not throw out the spell, but clenched his left fist tightly and followed Lan'erys.

He also pounced to the side, and rolled along with it, and the distance between the two of them only widened slightly.

He's cheating on me?As soon as the thought flashed through Laner's eyes, the corners of the Joker's mouth were clearly reflected in his eyes, and the dark red flame that had ignited in his left fist at some point.

This...... Lan'erwus's gaze froze.

A slight crackling sound then reached his ears, and a deep, quiet feeling instantly permeated Crane and him at the same time.

What did he want to do? He wanted two people to ...... At the same time, it is affected...... for subsequent ...... Night watchmen and military personnel...... To...... Lanlius's eyelids drooped heavily, and the exhaustion and weakness he had pressed down before used it to resist wildly.

He tried his best to keep himself from falling asleep, and wanted to rely on the peculiarity of his current body to force him through the strongest stage of sleep.

Crane did not put up the slightest resistance, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

But when he doesn't fall asleep naturally, he instinctively wakes up!

This is what makes him special about fighting "psychic" and "dreaming"!

This is the reason why he narrowly escaped from Lady Sharon in the first place!

In the battle just now, after the card throwing knife was invalid, he immediately took out the "Sleep Charm" and held it tightly in the palm of his hand, waiting for the opportunity to use it, waiting for the opportunity to affect himself and the enemy!

In just a moment, he forcibly broke free from the unusually rational dream, and the shaky Lanerus was clearly reflected in his eyes.

Phew! Klein's whole person suddenly became very calm, as if he was just a target in front of him.

He took a sharp breath, turned his back, tugged at his shoulders, and stabbed his fist forward, stabbing it with all his might!

Bang!

His fist slammed into Lan'erus's throat, making a sound of bones shattering, a splattering effect of flesh and blood.

Lanrius took two steps back and pressed against the wall.

The intense pain finally freed him from the effects of his slumber, but the fine iron-colored bumps on his body had all faded.

And after Klein's punch, his left hand reached into his pocket and drew two cards.

Whoosh!

The two tarot cards each inserted into one of Lan'eruse's eyes, and the blood-colored liquid flowed down instantly.

Lanerus actually held back this pain, and did not let out a terrible scream, he suddenly threw himself forward, to make the strongest struggle!

Crane didn't take advantage of the attack, he turned to the side as expected, and took a step back.

Then, taking advantage of the opportunity for Lanerus to pounce into the air, he hurried behind the opponent in two steps, put his hands together, and wrapped his arms around the enemy's neck.

Click!

Crane exerted his arms and turned suddenly, breaking Lanlius's neck!

After doing all this, he took two steps back and looked at the other person

Lanerwus's card-holding eyes looked forward weakly, and his body slowly slumped, and at the same time, he asked intermittently, very puzzledly:

"Why ......"

"To ...... Kill...... I ......"

Wearing a clown mask, Crane looked at the enemy in front of him and replied rather indifferently:

"Not why. ”

"No......" Lanerus's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground of the sewer with no relief, and his breath finally dissipated.

At this moment, Crane, who seemed to be very calm, suddenly stepped forward, tightened his right leg, and kicked out with all his strength, kicking Lanrius in the head.

Bang!

His neck, which was already bloody and shattered, could no longer withstand the pressure, and Lanlius's head flew out like a ball, slamming into the wall, knocking out a red and white patch!

Crane looked at this scene and suddenly bent his back.

"Hahaha, hahaha. ”

"Hahahahaha. ”

He chuckled maniacally, the "clown" mask on his face was so happy.

The corners of the mouth are upturned, the nose is bright red, and the white face is so happy.

"Haha, haha...... Hahaha......" Klein laughed breathlessly, laughing worse than crying.

After a few seconds, he finally calmed down, slowly straightened up, squeezed his left eye into the darkest part of the sewer, and then, curling the corners of his mouth, said to himself silently:

"Captain......

"You see, we saved Rune one more ......"

Drops and drops of liquid slipped silently and landed on his collar.

At this moment, he felt that his "clown" potion had been completely digested.

PS: All two chapters are sent today, and I ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket~