Treasure hunter, sailing on the blue sea

A faint flash of transparent white light.

Each card is glowing with transparency, and mirrors more than two meters high emerge from the cards one after another.

If Alka's own magic is used, it is obviously not enough to make so many mirrors on site.

But it is much easier to implement it with the spell that has already been engraved on the card.

The mirrors are quickly assembled and connected.

In just a moment, Nivik entered a maze of mirrors.

His image is everywhere, and Alka's image is everywhere.

He couldn't tell where Alka was for a moment.

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

The production of each spell card.

All reflect the producer's control and understanding of this mantra.

Just like the blue [Vortex Water Chain] card.

Top-notch production. For example, the cards made by Jack have gradient backs, which look very high-end.

Alka could only produce pure aqua blue card backs. His skills were not good and he was not proficient in mastering spells.

This resulted in the same cards he used before and after, but their imprisonment for the clown was completely different.

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

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

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

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

The [Mirror] mantra is different.

He had already learned it when Alka touched the treasure, and his adaptation to it was perfect.

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

Climbing upwards at rocket speed.

With the two spells being learned at the same time, the [Mirror] spell was perfectly imprinted on the card by Alka.

Even when printing the cards, Alka doesn't need to spend much time and energy.

This is the great advantage brought by self-understanding of the mantra.

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

Look around the mirror maze.

Alka seemed to be right in front of him.

But he also knew a little bit about magic, and knew that this was a deception, so he could only keep turning left and right to be alert to Alka's attack.

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

Alka's voice didn't know how it was processed, but it seemed to come from all directions.

The surrounding mirrors also reflected countless Alkas at clever angles, as if staring at Nivik.

The clown's eyes widened and he said angrily: "Just hide behind this mirror. When I pull you out, I won't even have the strength to cry."

Alka, who was reflected in the mirror, shook his head helplessly and suddenly raised his right hand with a metal card between his fingers.

Throw it out in front of Nivik.

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

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

"call out."

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

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

Another metal card slashed Nivik's thigh.

"Damn it!"

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

Then he rushed in the direction in front of him, opened his hands, and waved them randomly.

"Crack! Click!"

The sound of a broken mirror sounded.

Nivik's mirror-destroying action is everywhere.

He decided to use force to defeat skill.

As long as he destroys the mirror fast enough so that Alka doesn't have time to recover, he can break the disadvantage.

At this time, another card flew over and hit Nivik on the butt.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The extremely insulting action made Nivik's anger completely break through his thoughts.

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

"With so much anger and no calm thoughts, no wonder you can only become a clown."

At this moment, where he just turned around and left, the broken mirror was restored again without knowing when.

And Nivik had already started attacking randomly.

Several more cards flew over and were inserted into his body.

He didn't even bother to take the card off at this moment.

Let the card hinder the recovery of the wound and let the blood flow out continuously.

It’s difficult.

Alka felt a little headache looking at Nivik's exaggerated recovery speed.

Although Nivik was very crazy, he kept his movements above his shoulders.

This allows him to protect his head and heart at any time. He may seem crazy, but his attacks are organized and purposeful.

He knows exactly where his strengths lie.

Alka needs a chance.

Alka in the mirror raised the lock on his legs. When Nivik broke the mirror, Alka suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at his head.

Nivik was instantly alert and raised his hand to protect his head, his wrist was beaten to pieces.

The left hand that was protecting his head almost broke off from his wrist, leaving only a few pieces of skin and muscle fascia barely connected.

The bloody thorns on his hands were glowing crimson crazily.

But the speed of repair is very reluctant.

Alka, who had just appeared in front of Nivik, quickly ran to the side, and then the dense mirrors appeared again.

Nivik once again lost Alka's position.

Are fracture injuries nearly impossible to repair?

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

A card once again appeared in his hand.

The back of the card is gradient silver.

With the infusion of Alka's magic power.

Silver light condensed on the edge of the card.

Following Alka's swing, it flew out quickly.

Seeing this, Nivik backed away crazily.

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

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

Alka's voice came through.

The silver card directly penetrated one mirror after another and slashed Nivik's neck from behind.

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

Silver light flashed across.

Nivik froze on the spot.

He knelt on the ground and slowly smashed his body.

The right hand that was originally protecting the back of the head was completely broken off from the forearm, and hit the ground along with the body.

A round object rolled out bathed in blood.

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

The cut surface is exceptionally smooth.

The silver cards were all inserted into the wall of the treasure house in a straight line.

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

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

However, the power of the silver card exceeded his imagination, and he was originally expected to just cut off Nivik's hands.

Put the lock in the holster on your thigh.

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

"Perfect ending."

Then he put away the hat, immediately squatted down, continued to hold the bag and started loading the surrounding treasures.

After he finished pretending, he came over and started picking up Nivik's body.

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