220 The Wait 2 (1/2)

Chapter 220: The Wait 2

With Si Lan in his arm, Garen dashed through the field with increasing speed, looking for Dale Quicksilver following anywhere that had any signs of fighting.

Four encounters, plenty of followers of the Clown King, but no sign of Dale Quicksilver and White Eagle. They ran for another few hundred meters in the fog, and finally heard some grunting coming from the front.

They approached the sound and greeted with the sight of White Eagle fighting with a clown in red.

White Eagle held a white blade that was glowing some quivering black runes. His face was tense, veins popped, he basically looked like a savage. Even with that, he was quickly losing his ground against the clown.

Dale Quicksilver aimed his gun at the ones fighting but didn’t dare to shoot. They were both so quick in their movements it was impossible to aim.

White Eagle and the clown were both agility-type fighters, the light from the sword and the red clown’s claw kept finding ways to attack each other, but there were only swishing sound of the wind but not from one for clashing.

Srrt! A slash wound appeared on White Eagle’s right arm, but as his eyes were red with fury, he didn’t care.

”Mr. Kelly!” Seeing White Eagle in danger, Si Lan looked at Garen anxiously.

Garen nodded and stepped between the two in an instant, his arms outstretched toward the both of them.

Thud! Thud!

White Eagle and the clown got pushed back simultaneously.

Seeing Garen, the clown turned and ran without a word.

Garen squinted and grabbed at the clown’s head. His hand was as fast as lightning, only a white silhouette was visible.

”Stop butting in!”

A sudden killing intent came from behind Garen. White Eagle roared at him, charging.

Wielding the blade, White Eagle’s eyes were filled with hatred. A slicing air burst out of the white rune blade toward Garen’s back.

White Eagle didn’t expect to find his parents’ killer a dozen years after in the same place! The red clown was the killer who murdered his parents in cold blood! Even though he was being subdued earlier, he was planning to unleash his strongest attack the whole time until Garen interrupted the fight, forcing him to unleash the power earlier than he wanted.

The red clown also repocketed a small ball unwillingly. This ball is an item built specifically to defeat the rune blade. He was waiting for White Eagle to unleash the true power of the rune blade so he could reflect it back with the ball.

”Dammit! If he didn’t cut in so early!” The clown glared at Garen for a bit. ”Just a little more, I would have killed White Eagle and tie up my loose ends!”

Seeing White Eagle stabbing at Garen, he felt a rush of schadenfreude.

The white rune blade pierced Garen on his back. Black light glowed on the runes on the blade, emitting a mysterious air.

Different from Flamingo’s sword, the most distinct feature of this rune blade was its sharpness. Whatever it stabbed, a pierce mark would appear, whatever it hacked at, they would be cut in half.

This is Garen’s first sense of crisis since mastering the Divine Statue Technique.

”Ten Thousand Mammoth Retrograde!”

Garen rippled his arm, pushing an invisible force outward.

Boom!

A transparent ripple formed in the air from Garen’s arms.

The ripple spread, hitting both White Eagle and the clown, causing them to fall backward onto the ground and slid some distance before stopping.

Garen flexed his back, the tiny pierce wound quickly closed and disappeared.

He turned back to look at White Eagle.

”What are you doing! Mr. Kelly saved you, and you want to stab him!” Si Lan ran over and propped White Eagle up. At that point the veins on White Eagle’s face had subsided.

Blood rushed to his mouth, which he spat out immediately. He looked exhausted.

”You’re not even a Grandmaster of Combat, and you dared to come to the Smoke Island.” Garen shook his head in disbelief. ”You guys are too reckless.”

”I…” White Eagle didn’t know what to say. He had hurt Garen in his excited state. ”I’m sorry… I was influenced by the blade.”

Garen shook his head, ignoring White Eagle, and turned toward the approaching Dale Quicksilver.

Dale Quicksilver recognized him and withdrew his gun, flashing him a wry smile.

”Mr. Kelly, I didn’t think we would meet like this.”

”Yeah, same here.” Garen shrugged, ”Were you here for the Black Smoke Pot?”

”Of course not, we are self-aware people.” Dale Quicksilver said. ”It may sound a little sudden, but I hope to get your help. To be honest, my daughter and White Eagle’s son were both kidnapped onto this island, we were looking for a long time, but we haven’t been able to locate them…”

”You want me to help you find the kids?”

”If there’s anything I could help you with, please tell me.” Dale Quicksilver added readily.