Treasure Hunters, Sail the Blue Sea

Chapter 77 The perfect curtain call
A faint transparent white light flickered.

Every card glowed with a transparent light, and mirrors more than two meters high emerged from the cards.

It is obviously not enough to make so many mirrors on site if Alka's own magic is used.

But it is much easier to realize it with the incantations that have already been engraved on the card.

These mirrors are snapped together in groups.

In just a split second, Nivik entered a maze of mirrors.

Everywhere is my appearance, and the image of Alka is everywhere.

For an instant he couldn't tell where Arka was.

These mirrors are even moving according to Alka's control.

The production of each spell card.

All reflect the producer's control over the spell and the degree of comprehension.

Just like the blue [Spiral Vortex Water Chain] card.

The top-level production, such as the back of the card made by Jack, has a gradient color, which looks very advanced.

Alka can only make pure water blue card backs. His skills are not good, and he is not proficient in mastering spells.

This led to the same card he used before and after, and the imprisonment of the clown was completely different.

Three spells, due to not being a toucher long enough.

He was only able to make it into a spell card if he was familiar with the control of [Spiral Vortex Water Chain].

Although the other two can be used, they cannot be made into cards at all.

And if it is used out of thin air, the magic power consumed is unacceptable to Alka.

[Mirror] Mantras are different.

He was learned by Alka when he touched the treasure, and his adaptation to it reached perfection.

So Alka devoted a lot of time and effort to it, and this spell lived up to his expectations.

Climbing upwards at a rocket-like speed.

In the case of learning the two mantras at the same time, the [Mirror] mantra has been perfectly engraved on the card by Arka.

Even when engraving the cards, it doesn't take much time and effort from Alka.

This is the great advantage brought by self-understanding mantras.

At this time, Nivik had torn off the water chain around his waist, and he was completely free.

Look around in the mirror maze.

Alka seemed to be right in front of him.

But he also knows a little bit of magic, knowing that this is a trick to cover his eyes, so he can only keep turning left and right, in this way to guard against Alka's attack.

"With your magic attainments, can you really see through it?"

Alka's voice didn't know how to deal with it, as if it came from all directions.

The surrounding mirrors also reflected countless Alkas at ingenious angles, as if they were staring at Nivek.

The clown stared wide-eyed and said angrily, "Just hide behind this mirror. When I pull you out, I will make you so weak that you won't even have the strength to cry."

Alka reflected in the mirror shook his head helplessly, then suddenly raised his right hand, holding a metal card on his finger.

Throwing it out in front of Nivek.

The closely connected mirrors reflect the flight path of the card.

Nivik swayed frantically from side to side, trying to dodge.

"call out."

He noticed the metal card, and immediately dodged to the side, successfully dodging it.

However, Alka seemed to only throw one card, but in fact it was more than one.

Another metal card slashed at Nivek's thigh.

"Damn!"

He angrily tore off the card, and the wound that was bleeding began to heal slowly with the help of the scarlet thorns.

Then he rushed towards the direction in front of him with a stride, opened his hands, and waved them indiscriminately.

"Crack! Kick!"

There was the sound of the mirror breaking.

There's Nevik breaking mirrors all over the place.

He decided to use his strength to break the cleverness.

As long as he destroys the mirror fast enough so that Alka can't recover in time, he can get rid of the disadvantage.

At this time, another card flew over and slashed on Nivek's ass.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The extremely insulting action made Nivek's anger completely break through his mind.

He turned around and rushed in the direction of the attack, but it was still a mirror.

"With so much anger and no cool thoughts, no wonder you're nothing but a clown."

At this moment, the place where he just turned and left, the shattered mirror, did not know when it would recover again.

And Nivek has already started attacking indiscriminately.

A few more cards flew over and stuck on him.

At this moment, he didn't even bother to remove the card.

Even if the cards hinder the recovery of the wound, blood will flow out continuously.

Difficult.

Alka felt a headache when he saw Nivek's exaggerated recovery speed.

As crazy as Nivek was, he kept his movements above his shoulders.

This allows him to protect his head and heart at any time. It looks crazy, but there is a method and purpose in the attack.

He knows exactly where his strengths lie.

Alka needs a chance.

Alka in the mirror raised the locker on his legs, and when Nivek smashed the mirror, Alka suddenly raised his gun to his head.

Nivek was alert for a moment, raised his hand to protect his head, and his wrist was shattered.

The left hand that was protecting his head was about to break off from his wrist, leaving only a few pieces of muscle fascia that were barely connected.

The blood-colored thorns on his hands crazily exude scarlet light.

But the speed of repair is very reluctant.

Arka, who had just appeared in front of Nivek, quickly ran to the side, and then densely packed mirrors appeared again.

Nivek lost Arka's place once again.

Are breakages almost impossible to repair?

Looking at the scene at this time, Alka smiled slightly.

A card appeared in the hand again.

The back of the card is gradient silver.

With the infusion of Alka's magic power.

The edge of the card is condensed with silver light.

With Alka's swing, it quickly flew out.

Seeing this situation, Nivik backed away frantically.

This is a card he has never seen before, and he doesn't know what function it has.

"That's the difference between a clown and a magician."

Alka's voice came over.

And the silver card directly penetrated one mirror after another, and slashed towards Nivek's neck from behind.

Everything that stands in the way of the card is pierced by it, and its flight is silent.

The silver light flashed across.

Nivek froze in place.

He fell to his knees on the ground, and his body fell slowly.

Originally protecting the back of his head, his right hand broke off at the root of his forearm, and hit the ground along with his body.

A round object, bathed in blood, rolled out.

In addition to anger, there was a hint of disbelief on his expression.

The cut surface is exceptionally smooth.

And the silver cards were all inserted into the wall of the treasure house across a straight line.

The mirrors floating around began to shatter on their own, turning into specks of light and disappearing into the air.

Alka's figure appeared, holding the locker in his hand, ready to shoot at any time.

However, the power of the silver card was beyond his imagination. It was originally expected to just cut off Nivek's hands.

Insert the locker into the holster on the thigh.

He was obliquely behind the corpse, gently holding the brim of the hat and turning it twice.

"Perfect curtain call."

Then put away the hat, squatted down immediately, continued to hold the bag and began to pack the surrounding treasures.

After loading it, he came over and started to scrape Nivek's body.

I want to see if there is anything valuable on his body.

(End of this chapter)