A Place to Live (One Hundred Chapters~)

Predictably, there must be countless other traps waiting for him in the staircase.

Eleazar looks up faintly, turns, and walks out the door.

Coming into the alleyway on the side of the building, he took a deep breath.

A foot then crumbled the ground and his figure rose up.

Like a bolt of black lightning, the view from one window closed in vain as he made several vertical passes back and forth between the two buildings.

Inside, a man who was pouring an unknown liquid looked up quickly.

"Wow!"

He let out a strange cry, his sleeves shook, his arm swung, and the three flying daggers that he had caught between his fingers at some point spun and flew out like lightning.

Eleazar, who was in mid-air with nowhere to hide, faintly twirled his thumb around the silver ring that sat on his middle finger.

A sword light burst out, and the windows, flying daggers, along with all the things that were in front of them, were all cut through by a single sword!

It was like a brilliant moonlight bloom!

With one foot in the room that had chipped away a chunk along with the wall, Eleazar leaned down with the rest of his momentum, his hands gripping the inverted hilt of his sword as his figure gave a lurch.

A flash!

Another lightning-like stream of light swept out.

The moment the remnants of the shadow were about to brush shoulders with the other party, the sword blade across his waist swung out mercilessly!

But just as the sword light was about to cut the other party in two in the next moment, that person's body split apart incredibly suddenly.

His upper body jumped up hard for a moment!

Eleazar swung his sword blankly, his figure stopping a few meters behind his opponent.

What's that?

This man is definitely not a hunter or an assassin!

"Wow~ What a scary offense, almost died! Swordsman? Knight? Or a weapon master?"

The man turned his upper body with a shudder and covered his face, pulling downward on his cheeks.

Pompous? Flying daggers? Acrobatics?

Eleazar's gaze drops, "Circus sequence, clown!"

"Reward you with a little flower for a correct answer~"

The clown pulled back on his heels and leaned forward, bending over like a gentleman and holding up a delicate rose in his other hand like a juggler.

Eleazar's sword slashed down on his head, scattering the flowers and spreading a light blue mist throughout the room, the invisible light of the sword waving out overlapping phantoms.

Joker's figure was incredibly flexible, with all the joints of his body being able to twist to inhuman levels, coupled with the two daggers that looked like the waning moon, he was able to stave off for a few moments, and in the end, he seemed to have caught a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to slash at the other party's shoulder.

Eleazar doesn't even look at the poison coated blade and exhales a mouthful of cold air straight out.

"What..."

This is a trap, completely did not expect the other side still have this kind of attack, the clown dodged less than, on the spot by the frost spit sprayed all over.

Eleazar took the opportunity to slash out with his sword, only to see his opponent give a desperate tug on the buckle at his waist, followed by a swollen curtain coming down over his head.

Quickly cutting through the 'Cloak of Shadows', he saw that the Joker's body, which had just been frozen by the frost, had already returned to normal and was continuously back-flipping and leaping to the window that revealed a large hole.

"Don't be angry, even if you're sad, laugh at life."

After the clown grabbed the thin transparent thread, his bottom was instantly full of energy, and he turned around and laughed:

"Losing the love of your life is just the beginning, everyone around you will die one by one, hahahaha..."

Laughing out loud, he snapped his fingers, and then a wisp of fire rose up in the room as the previously poured liquid ignited, instantly erupting into a wave of air.

"Boo..."

On the fifth floor of the apartment, a fire erupted, and pedestrians on the street looked up in alarm, only to see a figure swinging to the opposite building like an acrobat, grasping a rope fastened somewhere.

In the midst of the fire, Eleazar pulled out his revolver and took aim at the figure that was about to fly out of range.

But just then, a water pipe burst in the opposite wall, and a sudden, powerful whip of water swept out, sending the swinging clown flying down hard.

Unexpected surprise was probably what it felt like, the man didn't even have the slightest reaction, so you could imagine how unannounced the attack was.

Watching the man who trailed off with a long scream as he fell down, Eleazar glanced down at the street with a slight frown.

Now the streets are full of people looking up to see what's going on, and that fool is still looking down and pretending to read the newspaper.

Eleazar quickly turned and walked down the stairs, knowing for sure that he couldn't fall at this height and kill the physically agile clown.

And so it was, on the street below, the crowd formed a circle far below, pointing at the man's crash site. Three police cars arrived, and six officers stepped down from them, a few of them dividing up the work, one reporting on the radio, two going to evacuate the crowd, and the remaining three running over to the smashed open-air restaurant, shouting at the transcendent still struggling to get up on the ground, "Don't move! We now suspect you are involved in an explosion case, please assist us in our investigation!"

Falling from that height, a normal person must be seriously injured, everyone thought so, and the three patrolmen were no exception, and after they had informed them, they went up to the man, ready to check his injuries, but it was this looseness that sent them all to their deaths.

Only to see the clown Sequencer on the ground suddenly lunged up, like a catapulted swordfish, he crashed heavily into a police officer, knocked that guy flying to five or six meters away, and fell heavily on the windshield of a police car, the hood was deeply sunk on the spot, and the bones in that person's body did not know how many bones were broken.

The two remaining people were horrified and just wanted to pull out their guns to counterattack, but their eyes blinked and their heads were directly dismembered.

The crowd was in an uproar, fleeing in all directions, while the three people behind them finally reacted, rushing to cover with the police car and directly pulling out their guns to shoot, hitting the ground with sparks.

However, the Joker lunged out again, his movements in the air were as sensitive as a fish swimming in water, landing and then a roll, a couple of landings and then pouncing into melee range.

In an instant, the three officers panicked, they were afraid of shooting and hurting their colleagues, but the black shadow was reckless, as if it was like a poisonous snake that blended into the darkness, striking viciously and swiftly, the officers fell without a sound, leaving the impression of the crowd with nothing but convulsions, muffled grunts, blood, and endless panic, it was almost a complete one-sided massacre!

Clowns kill crazy!

Eleazar secretly sucked in a cold breath, his figure retreating instead of advancing, not wanting to walk into that battlefield of all eyes at all.

Suddenly, a large high-speed vehicle came rushing down the street, with a special ambulance-like carriage, painted black, with a police badge emblazoned on the body, but without sirens or lights. It drove all the way to the center of the accident a few hundred meters away from the wind, and then suddenly drifted to a side stop, the ear-piercing sound of the tires rubbing together almost made people want to plug their ears.

The glass on one side of the special police vehicle, which had not yet come to a complete stop, suddenly shattered!

Eleazar's pupils constricted, and the cold hairs on his body stood on end.

Three blackened barrels protruded noiselessly from the glass-splattered window, and the steady-as-a-rock palms of the black gloves that held the firearms were vaguely visible!

Locking onto the target, the gun barrel instantly sprayed out a foot long piercing gun flame, the distant black shadow that was leaping back and forth in an attempt to escape was directly thrown high into the air, first he was shot in the chest, then in the forehead, waist, and his body exploded with three piercing flowers of blood, and he was hit three times in the air, then flew out seven or eight meters away, "Splat" With a bang, he fell to the ground and tumbled helplessly a few times.

Transcendental Sequence - Joker, killed on the spot!

Under the light of the sun, several streams of blood slowly flowed out from under the guy's body, forming a pool of dark red blood, which then flowed into the sewer next to him, without a trace of movement, apparently too dead to die.

Eleazar takes the stunned witch by the hand and quickly evacuates the scene along with the panicked crowd around him.

But two teams of acolytes stood at the street entrances on the front and back at some point.

They stood with their hands hanging down expressionlessly, their eyes blandly looking at the pedestrians that kept passing by.

In Transcendence's vision, the entire neighborhood was held upside down by a shroud of hazy white light.

Drawing the line!

They were sifting through the wild transcendents that mingled with the crowd!