191 Argent Mirror 3 (1/2)
Chapter 191: Argent Mirror 3
”Enough talk! I've heard about you for a while now, now let us Black Snakes get acquainted with you!” The woman of Black Snake couple yelled with a shrill. ”Attack!”
In an instant, the plaza echoed with guns firing and bullets wheezing. Gunners swarmed the plaza from all directions and fired at the Bishop of the Argentists, who dodged the bullets with ease.
The Black Snake couple brandished their guns, attacking the Argentists with a series of aimed shots. Together with Chris' attacks, they managed to keep the Argentists at bay.
Only the Bishop managed to avoid the attacks simply by stepping left and right. He walked straight toward the box despite the bullets wheezing at him.
Determined to win, the Black Snake couple threw their weapons away and charged at him.
The three exchanged blows in the plaza. Within seconds, the Black Snake woman was hit by a palm strike and shot away, the Black Snake man was also pushed back. Soon, the Bishop would have caught the box.
An obviously empty bullet thudded against the floor tile in front of the box. Weirdly, the bullet did not pierce the tile, instead it rebounded straight at the Bishop's face.
Bam!
The bullet exploded, spreading a flame that devoured the Bishop.
The Black Snake female smirked and wiped away the blood on her forehead. ”This is my first injury this heavy, let's see you dodge this Snake Bite Bullet!”
The explosion blasted the box high up once again, this time toward the other direction.
The Bishop grunted and covered his face, but alas, he suffered a minor burn. ”Die!”
He ignored the box and bolted at the two Black Snakes.
Both sides were the strongest elites in Picardi, each having their own fame and followers. The Argentist's influence was strong in Picardi, and Black Snake was a top assassin syndicate in neighboring countries. None of them had a simple background, anyone from their organizations would be considered fierce and ambitious. Meeting here was definitely not planned.
Both of the parties have long been trying to fight each other, this was a good opportunity to do so.
Black Snakes are assassins with a kamikaze attitude. When they saw the Bishop charging at them, their eyes reddened and charged back at him.
By that time, some of the lesser underlings had already retired from the battle, leaving the more witty, agile fighters on field with their injury.
The main battlefield was for the leaders. A pillage-turned-head on fight was not expected by the Black Snake. However, Black Snake wasn't planning to avoid the Argentists either. They weren't good at surprise attacks, but they are famous for their ruthlessness within the other assassins nearby.
Both parties intertwined exchanging blows mixed in with the occasional gunshots, somehow forcing the battle into a stalemate. All over the ground were numerous debris and scraps broken in the fight. Street lights kept falling after fracturing.
Boom!
Flame burst between the three leaders, forcing them to separate once again.
Regaining balance, they were prepared to start the assault again.
A sudden red silhouette shot at the box with the Mirror of Secret Texts.
”Don't you dare!”
The Argentist Bishop and the Black Snakes yelled simultaneously in fury. Trying to snatch the box in front of the three of them? That's a provocation of the highest degree.
Without much thought, the three attacked the figure in red. The Bishop rushed over and the Black Snakes fired two shots aimed at the red figure.
Boom!
The two shots exploded together, causing two balls of scarlet flame to erupt in mid-air.
At the same time, the Bishop's hands struck at the figure. He wore silver gloves on his palms, bringing a storm-like gust with him. Striking the figure in the chest, he seemed to want to rip his opponent into two halves.
Psst!
A sword shone red.
Argh!
The Argentist Bishop yelped and took a few steps back, his steps quicker than before.
At the same time, a fine red line spread outward, reaching the Black Snakes in an instant. They both cried aloud before furiously retreating.
The fire slowly dispersed revealing a sharp-featured man standing there in stillness. In his hand was a red long sword with runes sparkling like diamonds.
Shing!
Placing the sword in front of him, he used his hand to caress the sword.
”Worlds will moan, Sprites begone!”
Fwoosh!
His eyes glowed a fluorescent red.
A terrifying huge psychic explosion burst out like a storm ravaging the plaza.
If there were people who can see the source of this outburst, they would have seen a red peacock. Its massive tail feathers flowing gently in the storm, spraying crimson sparks periodically.