Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 169 Clown ([-])

The tuxedo clown flashed beside Chris, pulled out a piece of dry paper from his arms, and with a flick of his wrist, the paper turned into a sharp knife.

Chris dodged the blade and raised his knee to press against his stomach, but there was no impact.

Beside him, the figure of the clown in a tuxedo slowly faded and turned into a paper man, a paper man soaked in wrinkles.

Chris felt a chill behind him. The tuxedo clown just flashed to his side through flame jumping and immediately used a dummy. The one he attacked was also a dummy.

The tuxedo clown appeared behind him, with his fingers in the shape of a gun and pressed against Chris's back.

"Waves!"

Chris suddenly sprinkled the "light blue powder" on himself, creating surging waves on himself.

The dry space around him was instantly filled with sea water. As soon as the tuxedo clown made a mouth shape and was about to shoot out the air bomb, he choked on a large mouthful of water. His center of gravity was unstable and he swayed left and right in the water.

"Twist!"

Chris was already prepared. He turned nimbly in the water and threw a piece of dark brown kelp at the tuxedo clown.

The dark brown kelp instantly grew in size and tightly wrapped around the tuxedo clown, who had a flash of panic on his face.

He was unable to control fire in water and could not jump with the help of fire, and the carefully prepared origami and paper figures were soaked in water and could no longer be used.

The tuxedo clown raised his hand with difficulty, making a gun gesture, but the next second his mouth was tightly wrapped in kelp, and his torso and limbs were also wrapped immediately.

"Violent Kelp" itself is very dry and ignites immediately, which is also the biggest weakness of this casting material.

However, Chris used it in the water.

After the "violent kelp" comes into contact with water, the contact surface with the water will become more slippery, making it difficult to be torn from the outside; on the contrary, the contact surface with the enemy's body will be tighter, making it difficult to break free.

Every breath the tuxedo clown takes, every expansion and contraction of his lungs, will make him wrap tighter, make him even more unable to breathe, and eventually suffocate to death.

Before Chris could make the next move, the tuxedo clown mysteriously broke away from the layers of kelp. The thick pile of kelp lost its target and floated in the water.

It must be softening of bones and bone shrinkage...

Chris cursed silently as he floated in the water.He could swim, but the feeling of being soaked was unpleasant.

The opponent of the "Fool" path is indeed very difficult to deal with, cunning, flexible, and difficult to kill, not to mention that he has a move of "Damage Transfer".

Chris then sprinkled a packet of "dry powder", and the water around his body evaporated instantly. There was not a drop of water on his body from top to bottom. The water flow surged and reverberated around him, forming a wall of water.

So far, he has used two packs of "Light Blue Powder" and two packs of "Dry Powder", and now only one pack of "Light Blue Powder" is left on him.

There are still a lot of raw materials sent by Alger, and he has kept them on Star Island. Once he knows the production method and masters the skills, making them is not difficult.

Chris didn't think about this. He was thinking about whether the tuxedo clown took action without saying a word. Did he want to get the whereabouts of the "Antigonus Notes" from him or was he plotting his own life?

"Silver scales!"

He threw a few silver scales with his hands. Even if the tuxedo clown didn't communicate with him, he couldn't kill him - he had to prepare to retreat.

"Shh!"

The tuxedo clown couldn't dodge, and the silver scales like torpedoes scratched his skin in the water. Several tiny blood flowers bloomed in the water. The blood dissolved in the water, and the red color quickly disappeared.

Chris knew clearly that it was not fatal. The silver scales only scratched the tuxedo clown's skin and did not touch the vital points.

He was also waiting, waiting for the other party to control the flames to ignite his clothes, and then use the flames to jump to his side.But Chris also has some doubts, doubts that the tuxedo clown can light the fire when he is completely wet, his top hat is completely soaked, and he is drifting farther and farther with the current.

Opposite him, the tuxedo clown in the water showed no pain in his expression. He smiled and snapped his fingers at Chris.

"Snapped!"

A flame rose at his fingertips. The moment the rain extinguished the flame, his figure suddenly disappeared into the water.

The sea water from this street rushed to other streets, and the water level has dropped a lot now, but it is still up to knees.

Chris didn't have to think about it. The tuxedo clown would definitely want to repeat his trick and flash to his side, and his robe would be set on fire again - there was no way, the power of "drying powder" to eliminate moisture was too powerful.

But he didn't stop, but rushed straight to the place where the tuxedo clown last appeared!

He wants to bet that the tuxedo clown can't "fire jump" faster than him!
If the bet is right, then you can catch him before he flashes!

Chris rushed forward, the water in front of him split into two parts, and he threw a few "silver scales" at the tuxedo clown in front of him.

"Shush, swipe!"

Several blood flowers bloomed on the tuxedo clown's body, but his figure suddenly shattered, piece by piece, like a broken mirror.

At the same time, the clown's figure appeared on the roof. He grinned, bowed to Chris, then snapped his fingers and fired an air bomb.

What I saw in Chris just now was an illusion, an extremely real illusion!
Oops!

"boom!"

Chris's reaction was a beat slower. An air bullet with the same power as a real bullet hit his shoulder blade. Because the "dry powder" was still in effect, there was no water around him to help him share the impact. The huge The impact jolted him backwards.

Chris held his shoulder, blood dripping from the wound.

He cursed secretly. Just now, he thought that he could not kill the Tuxedo Clown and wanted Klein to end his life, but now it was his own life that was in danger.

"You've seen that notebook, right?!" he asked in the rain.

"Never seen it before!" Chris gritted his teeth and replied, "I don't know what you are talking about!"

The tuxedo clown grinned with a funny expression and asked:
"Tell me, should I trust you?"

He looked at Chris like he was looking at a drowning animal, as if he had Chris' life in his hands now, and he could save it or obliterate it.

Chris stared at the tuxedo clown. He was about to use the last pack of "light blue powder" on his body and retreated in the chaos. The clown on the roof suddenly looked towards the street and grinned.

A carriage appeared on the street corner, painted with a pattern of two crossed swords surrounding a crown.

"A friend is here."

The tuxedo clown chuckled. He glanced down at Chris, looking slightly disappointed, but still with a smile on his face:

"Sorry, maybe I recognized the wrong person... Since you don't know the whereabouts of the notes, I won't disturb you..."

He ducked sideways to avoid the "silver scales" thrown by Chris, and then disappeared on the roof.

Chris gritted his teeth and turned his head, the carriage waded across the water and stopped not far from him.

Frye and Roy Ledding jumped out of the carriage, cocked the hammers, and pointed their guns at Chris.

(End of this chapter)