Chapter 53 Tuxedo Clown
"Spread out from each other, stay away from it, and guard it!"
Borgia threw the 2-049 "Antigonus Puppet" in his hand onto the open space in front of the warehouse. The iron box slid forward for several meters along the gravel ground before stopping. Borgia followed closely behind, standing about ten meters away from the sealed object, holding a gun and on guard.
Just now, a fireball came quickly, with great momentum, but without any killing power, breaking up the formation of a group of four. In order to avoid being controlled by 2-049, he could only throw the seal outside the affected area according to the predetermined battle plan. Anyway, the mission of this thing has been accomplished, and the affected area is only about five meters, so it doesn't matter if he just throws it there.
Dunn Smith and Sequence 8 "Gravedigger" Lolota, who had come all the way from Backlund, also quickly drew their pistols and prepared for battle. Klein came a little later. He was stunned by the sudden attack and was pulled away from the center of the street by Lolota. However, after a few adjustments, he recovered and joined the battle with his gun in hand.
Their target was a mysterious attacker who could cast fireballs. Just when Klein was divination--"whether there were any threats around"--the attacker suddenly attacked the team with fireballs.
Aside from throwing fireballs, the attacker hadn't yet revealed himself, but that didn't bother Dunn.
He held the gun in one hand, stroked the corner of his eyes with the other, half-closed his eyes, and quickly entered the special state of "nightmare".
Behind him, Klein, who had just caught up with a gun, felt a strange wave spreading from the captain, like a breeze brushing across his face, or like the warm, sleep-inducing afternoon sunshine. He was originally nervous, but he relaxed in an instant, wanting only to find a bed and have a good sleep.
Wait, this is on the battlefield!
He had been dragged into dreams by the captain several times, and this time he was not the main target. The moment his mind was lost, he regained the tension of being on the battlefield and regained consciousness.
Seeing that Luo Luota was also shaking her head, trying to stay awake, he no longer cared about his own loss of composure.
Even his teammates were affected by the "nightmare", and the direction Dunn was facing, where the fireball came from, was not spared. In a corner of the open space, between the stacked debris and wooden boxes, the empty ground suddenly began to ripple like the alternation of hot and cold air, and then a man's figure appeared next to the wooden box.
He was a man wearing a silk top hat. His tall and thin figure made his ill-fitting black tuxedo look like a shawl. His face was covered with white foundation and red and yellow oil paint, as if a clown in a circus had stolen the boss's full suit, which was funny and ridiculous.
At this time, the clown's eyes were dull and his hands were drooping, as if he had fallen asleep.
The Night Watchmen had no time to laugh at the enemy's attire. Borgia immediately raised his gun and aimed it at the clown in a tuxedo who suddenly appeared. Lorota held the gun in one hand, clenched a fist with the other, and rushed to the enemy in a few steps. Instead of raising his gun, he raised his hand and punched the clown's eyes, which seemed to be still unconscious.
With a loud "bang", like a thunderclap, the clown in tuxedo, who was motionless despite being approached by Lolota, shattered into pieces, fell to the ground, and then disappeared without a trace.
About three meters behind her, the clown emerged from the shadows, a funny smile on his face. He raised one hand high and snapped his fingers.
Bang!
A ball of fire leaped up from between his fingers, quickly expanding into a fireball the size of a washbasin, and flew towards Luo Luota's back at an extremely fast speed.
The female gravedigger's attack failed, and she quickly realized that the target in front of her was just an illusion. When the temperature behind her rose sharply, she did not hesitate at all, rolled forward and left her position, using the wooden box in front of her as a cover to block the incoming fireball.
With a puff, the fireball disappeared as strangely as it appeared, leaving only a wisp of black smoke in its place, like the ashes left after burning paper.
The clown in tuxedo forced Lolota back with one blow, and took a step forward to chase him, but suddenly his expression froze, and he retreated instead of moving forward.
Two gunshots rang out. Crane and Borgia aimed their guns not far away, and one of them made a bullet hole in the wall behind the Joker.
Seeing the other party so alert, Klein gripped his pistol tightly and prepared to continue shooting.
The Tuxedo Clown raised his hand again and snapped his fingers. This time, it was no longer flames that appeared from his hand, but a crisp "bang" sound, like the sound of large-caliber ammunition being fired.
Klein's spirit gave a frantic warning. He subconsciously shrank his head and half-crouched. There was a whoosh sound above his head, as if a bullet had flown past.
What is this? Air bullet?
If it weren't for my spiritual reminder, that invisible bullet would have taken my life!
Klein was sweating profusely. He no longer tried to aim and shoot. Instead, he used the rapid-fire shooting technique he learned from Angel. He held the gun at his waist, adjusted the general direction, and quickly pulled the trigger, firing all the bullets.
The swift attack caught the Joker off guard. He had to put down his right hand that was about to snap his fingers again, and move his body left and right like a gymnast, dodging Klein's haphazard shooting.
The gunshots were mixed with Borgia's precise shots, but none of them hit the Joker's strange movements.
The sleep-inducing wave once again swept across the open space in front of the warehouse. Tuxedo Clown froze in his tracks, as if he was about to fall into a deep sleep again. In the corner of his sight, Dunn Smith stroked his forehead with his hand, his eyes tightly closed, and was exerting all his strength to exert his "nightmare" ability.
"careful!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two gunshots were heard simultaneously from behind Dunn.
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Angel rushed from the roof to the other side, and when he looked down at the open space in front of the warehouse, he found that the battle on the field was nearing its end.
Dunn Smith, worthy of being a Sequence 7 Beyonder, entered the "nightmare" state directly, affecting the Tuxedo Joker, who was still fighting with the others, causing him to enter a half-asleep and half-awake state, with a dazed look on his face, and no longer avoiding attacks.
Angel estimated the distance. Although his position had an excellent view, he was still quite far away from the Tuxedo Clown, so the probability of hitting the vital point was not high.
Moreover, she saw that Lolota, who was hiding behind the wooden box, had stood up again and walked towards the enemy with a gun. As long as Dunn maintained control for a few more seconds, the other Nighthawks would be able to take care of the enemy.
At this moment, next to the warehouse where Riel Bieber was hiding, a vague figure peeked out from the rooftop of a residential building similar to the two-story building where she was.
The "assassin's" eagle eyes allowed Angel to see the target instantly. It was a man dressed as a dock worker with clown paint on his face. He raised guns in both hands and was aiming at Dunn Smith below.
"Be careful!" She shouted to warn her teammates below, and at the same time raised the revolver in her hand. She had no time to aim carefully, so she could only pull the trigger based on rough aiming.
"Bang", bang".
The gunshots rang out almost simultaneously.
Fortunately, Angel's hand speed was better, and her bullet hit the "dock worker" first. A flower of blood floated on the attacker's shoulder. At the same time as he was injured, the other party also pulled the trigger.
The impact on the shoulder and the subsequent pain thwarted the attacker's intention to kill Dunn Smith. The bullet flew past the Nighthawks captain's body and hit the gravel ground, leaving a shallow pit.
The unexpected attack interrupted Dunn's movements, and the clown in the tuxedo perked up, his eyes regaining their clarity.
He raised his left hand to block Lolota's heavy punch, and snapped his fingers with his right hand.
Bang!
A large flame burst out from under his tuxedo, and Lolota had to give up the attack and retreat. Borgia in the distance fired three shots in a row. The bullets passed through the flames but did not hit the clown in the fire. Instead, they dispersed the strange flames, leaving only a little dust in its place.
Snap! Snap!
The clown in a tuxedo reappeared on top of the wooden box and snapped his fingers continuously. Invisible bullets streaked through the air and shot towards Borgia. When the other's fingers moved towards him, the latter rolled over without caring about his image and successfully avoided the clown's counterattack with continuous displacement.
The battle that was supposed to end quickly became stalemate for a while.
The next chapter is a complete battle chapter, I really can't cut it out, so... hehe
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