A faint transparent white light flickered.
Each card was shining with transparent light, and mirrors more than two meters high emerged from the cards.
If Alka's own magic power was used, it would obviously not be enough to make so many mirrors on the spot.
But it would be much easier to achieve it with the spells that had been engraved on the cards.
These mirrors were quickly combined and connected together.
In just a moment, Nivik entered a mirror maze.
Everywhere was his own appearance, and everywhere was Alka's image.
He couldn't tell where Alka was in an instant.
These mirrors even moved with Alka's control.
The production of each spell card.
It reflects the maker's control and understanding of the spell.
For example, the blue [Spiral Water Chain] card.
Top-level production, for example, the card back made by Jack is gradient color, which looks very advanced.
Arka can only make a pure water blue card back. His skills are not good, and he is not proficient in spells.
This leads to completely different restrictions on the Joker for the same card he used before and after.
Three spells, because he has not been a toucher for long enough.
He is only familiar with the control of [Vortex Water Chain], so he can make it into a spell card.
Although the other two can be used, they cannot be made into cards at all.
If used out of thin air, the magic power consumed is unacceptable to Arka.
[Mirror] spell is different.
He learned it when Arka touched the treasure, and his adaptability to it reached perfection.
So Arka also devoted a lot of time and effort to it, and this spell lived up to his expectations.
Rapidly climbing up at the speed of a rocket.
When learning two spells at the same time, the [Mirror] spell can be perfectly engraved on the card by Alka.
Even when engraving the card, Alka does not need to spend too much time and energy.
This is the great advantage brought by the spells that are self-learned.
At this time, Nivik has torn off the water chain around his waist and completely regained his freedom.
Looking at the mirror maze around him.
Alka seems to be right in front of him.
But he also knows a little about magic and knows that this is a trick, so he can only keep turning left and right to be alert to Alka's attack in this way.
"With your magic attainments, can you really see through it?"
Alka's voice was processed in some way, as if it came from all directions.
The surrounding mirrors also reflected countless Alkas at clever angles, as if staring at Nivik and asking.
The clown widened his eyes and said angrily: "You just hide behind this mirror. When I pull you out, I will not let you even have the strength to cry."
The reflection of Alka in the mirror shook his head helplessly, and suddenly raised his right hand with a metal card between his fingers.
He threw it in front of Nivek.
The tightly connected mirrors all reflected the flight trajectory of the card.
Nivek shook left and right frantically, trying to dodge.
"Swish."
He noticed the metal card and immediately dodged to the side and successfully dodged it.
However, Alka seemed to have only thrown one, but in fact there were more than one.
Another metal card chopped on Nivek's thigh.
"Damn it!"
He pulled the card off angrily, and the wound that was originally bleeding began to heal slowly with the help of the scarlet thorns.
Then he rushed in the direction in front of him, opened his hands and waved them wildly.
"Crack! Crack!"
The sound of the mirror breaking rang out.
Everywhere, Nivik was destroying the mirror.
He decided to use force to defeat cleverness.
As long as he destroyed the mirror quickly enough so that Alka had no time to recover, he could break the disadvantage.
At this time, another card flew over and chopped Nivik's butt.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
The extremely insulting action made Nivik's anger completely break through his mind.
He turned around and rushed in the direction of the attack, but it was still a mirror.
"So angry, without calm thoughts, no wonder you can only become a clown."
At this time, the broken mirror where he just turned away, I don't know when it will be restored again.
And Nivik had already started to attack randomly.
A few more cards flew over and pierced his body.
At this moment, he was too lazy to take the cards off.
Let the cards hinder the recovery of the wound and let the blood flow out continuously.
It's difficult.
Alka looked at Nivik's exaggerated recovery speed and felt a headache.
Although Nivik was very crazy, his movements were always above his shoulders.
This allowed him to protect his head and heart at any time. It seemed crazy, but there was a method and purpose in the attack.
He knew very well where his advantage was.
Alka needed a chance.
Alka in the mirror raised the lock on his leg. When Nivik broke the mirror, Alka suddenly raised his gun and shot at his head.
Nivik was instantly alert and raised his hand to protect his head. His wrist was broken into pieces.
The left hand that protected the head almost broke off from the wrist, with only a few pieces of flesh and fascia left, barely connected.
The bloody thorns on the hand were emitting a crimson light crazily.
But the speed of repair was very reluctant.
And Alka, who had just appeared in front of Nivik, quickly ran to the side, and then the dense mirrors appeared again.
Nivik lost Alka's position again.
Is the broken injury almost difficult to repair?
Looking at the scene at this time, Alka smiled slightly.
A card appeared in his hand again.
The back of the card was a gradient silver.
With the infusion of Alka's magic.
The edge of the card condensed a silver light.
As Alka waved, it flew out quickly.
Seeing this situation, Nivik retreated madly.
This is a card he has never seen before, and he doesn't know what function it has.
"This is the difference between a clown and a magician."
Arka's voice came over.
And the silver card directly penetrated through mirror after mirror, and slashed at Nivik's neck from the back.
Everything that stood in the way of the card was penetrated by it, and its flight was silent.
Silver light flashed across.
Nivik froze in place.
He knelt on the ground with both knees, and his body slowly fell down.
The right hand that was originally protecting the back of his head was broken at the forearm, and fell to the ground with his 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 was unusually smooth.
The silver card drew a straight line and was inserted into the wall of the treasure house.
The mirrors floating around began to break by themselves, turning into dots of light and disappearing into the air.
Arka's figure appeared, holding the locker in his hand, ready to shoot at any time.
However, the power of the silver card exceeded his imagination. It was originally expected that it would only cut off Nivik's hands.
Insert the locker into the holster on his thigh.
He was behind the body, gently holding the brim of his hat and turning it twice.
"Perfect curtain call."
Then he put away the hat, squatted down immediately, and continued to hold the bag to fill the surrounding treasures.
After filling, he came over and began to loot Nivik's body.
Want to see if there is anything valuable on his body.