Chapter 1087： Cat and mouse game

When Kasavar rushed to the battlefield two blocks away with seven or eight gladiators, the temple thief wearing a hooded cloak had been driven into a mess by the three bloodhoof warriors and was in a panic.

However, this is not necessarily the lack of strength of the temple thief.

The main reason is that this guy is really too greedy. He has too many stolen goods in his hands. He can't even fit the storage space of the Totem Armor. He can only tie it to his body, making the hooded cloak sharp and bulging.

Occasionally, when the hooded cloak was torn by the blade of the bloodhoof warrior, when a corner of the garment was lifted, you could still see the colorful light shining inside.

People can't help but think about how many good things this guy has stolen from the major temples.

I am afraid that this is also the biggest motivation for the three bloodhoof warriors to persevere and have to arrest the temple thief.

Kasavar's eyes lit up.

Quickly looked at the battle emblems on the battle robes and armor of the three bloodhoof warriors.

It was discovered that they were all from local townships, marginal families with little strength.

Immediately sneered, and shouted loudly: "All get out of the way, this guy has stolen the treasure of the Bloodhoof family, let us deal with him!"

The muscles of the three bloodhoof warriors stiffened. When they looked back, they saw seven or eight unkind gladiators, and Kassavar, whose murderous aura was swaying around them, and his eyes slashed on them like a battle axe. They couldn't help but groan secretly.

Although the cooked ducks are missing, the situation is stronger than that of people. After all, they dare not argue with the strongest of the bloodhoof family.

Besides, they originally just pulled out their swords to help each other, and according to reason, did not have the qualifications to take any stolen goods into their arms.

Kasavar Bloodhoof's horrific reputation has long been spread throughout the bloodhoof army along with his totem armor "Lava Fury".

They don't want to be killed by the bloodhoof upstart, who has always been known for his domineering and domineering, cut his head with an axe.

Thinking about this, the three bloodhoof warriors glanced at each other, wisely chose to retract their weapons, and left without saying a word.

They walked very simply, and disappeared behind the flames and smoke in a blink of an eye, not even looking at the bulging temple thief under the hooded cloak.

"It's quite interesting!"

Kasavar nodded in satisfaction, leading a group of gladiators, approaching the temple thief with sullen faces.

Unexpectedly, the temple thief who was on his way to a dead end was so eager to jump off the wall. He even took advantage of the opportunity of the three bloodhoof warriors who had besieged him to get out of the field, jump over a low wall, and flee desperately to the fragmented one. Deep in the ruins of the city.

"chase!"

Kasavar was not worried that the temple thief would escape.

In the fierce battle just now, he could clearly see that this guy had cut his right leg by three bloodhoof warriors, and the knee and ankle of his left leg were also sprained.

Seeing his limping posture, he would never escape far.

Sure enough, when they turned a corner of the wall, they saw the temple thief using both hands and feet in front, and fled in embarrassment.

Turning around another corner, he got closer and closer to the temple thief.

When he turned the third corner, he seemed to reach out and grab the corner of the temple thief's clothes.

Just because of bad luck, a section of the high wall next to it was hit by a series of biogas explosions. The foundation of the wall was so crisp that it collapsed suddenly, separating the temple thief from the pursuers such as Kasaval. , The rising dust greatly disturbed the sight of the pursuers, and this gave the temple thief an extra breath.

"This guy is running fast. We are divided into three groups. You circumvent the two wings and go to the front to intercept him!"

Casavardun had a meal, and carefully recalled the light and runes he had observed from the cloak opened by the temple thief just now, confirming that it was a big fish.

He gritted his teeth and placed a heavy bet, "Wait to catch this guy, everyone on his body chooses one!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

The gladiators who were originally loyal to Casaval are more like mad dogs injected with cardiotonic drugs. Crimson air flow gushes out of their nostrils, frothing at the corners of their mouths, screaming, speeding up, and rushing into gunpowder, flames and fire. Among the dust flying all over the sky.

However, this block was extremely severely destroyed by a series of biogas explosions.

There are precarious ruins and ruins with crunchy floors.

In the next few warehouses, there are a large number of warehouses that provide fuel for the entire Pointe-Noire city. They are filled with dried firewood and charcoal. When the fire is blazing, the fire is soaring into the sky like a red dragon, which cannot be extinguished.

In such a harsh environment, capturing a dying temple thief seemed more difficult than Kassavar imagined.

On several occasions, he saw the other person's figure resembling a mourning dog, twisting between the fire and smoke.

But when he yelled violently and jumped over the fire and the ruins, he was always empty again.

He had to wonder whether his eyes were phantoms like mirages.

Not only that, but Kassavar also found that he had lost contact with seven or eight of his subordinates.

These guys should be on his flank.

But the surrounding smoke was smoky, and the fingers could not be seen, Kasavar and his men tried to constrain their breath, so as not to startle the snake and be sensed by the temple thief.

Even if separated by a wall, it is not easy to get in touch.

Originally, this problem was solved very well.

As long as you release a firework, or leap high and float in mid-air, you can easily identify the location and contact your companions.

But on the one hand, he didn't want to startle the snake, and more importantly, Kasava didn't want anyone to know that he was catching a big fish.

You should know that for a single wild boar warrior, or a third-rate warrior from a family on the edge of a local township, he can rely on the power of the bloodhoof family to directly crush it.

But if it is the Ironhide family, a strong person of the same rank, meets him in a narrow way.

It is not so easy for him to swallow all the treasures of "Big Fish".

Therefore, Kasavar would rather take a little more time to make sure that this big fish can be completely intact and fall into his own mouth.

His painstaking efforts were not in vain.

Just when he walked around this area and wandered around seven or eight times, and never found anything, when he was so anxious that he wanted to pick up his battle axe and blast the entire ruins to pieces.

Suddenly, he heard faint breathing and heartbeats from under a collapsed wall.

There was a vaguely "tick, tick", the sound of blood dripping to the ground.

Casava raised his eyebrows high.

The tomahawk swept across, setting off a hurricane, and suddenly overturning the entire low wall.

Sure enough, the temple thief who was looking for it was curled up like a mouse with a broken leg.

"No wonder I haven't found it after several laps."

Casava let out a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile, "A mouse is a mouse, but it can hide!"

The temple thief saw that his last trick had been dismantled, and screamed like an old hen's throat was cut and bloodletted. Using his hands and feet together, he crawled and fled to the depths of the ruins to make the final struggle.

This time, Kassavar's killing intent was already like the spider silk of a tarantula, firmly stuck to the temple thief, how could he escape again?

Kasavar just didn't want to press too hard, lest the temple thief would recklessly activate a certain ancient weapon or totem armor, be swallowed by the totem power hidden in the weapon of the gods, and become a warrior of origin.

Of course, if you can keep alive and torture the intelligence of the mastermind, that's the best.

Thinking of this, Kasavar stepped on the ground with great care, splashing three pieces of gravel.

With a light wave of his arm, three pieces of rubble immediately whizzed out, one shot at the temple thief's bent leg, and the other two shot at the temple thief in front of the high walls on both sides of the road.

All three rubble hit the target accurately.

The temple thief was staggered by him, and his escape posture became more and more embarrassed.

The two high walls in front of him that had long been crunchy were bombarded by Kassavar's gravel. The collapsed bricks and beams blocked the road firmly and turned it into a dead end.

The temple thief had nowhere to escape, so he could only bite the bullet and turn around, tremblingly facing the terrible anger of Kassavar Bloodhoof.

Suddenly, he let out a hysterical scream, and took the initiative to rush towards Casava.

Judging from the crooked line, the stumbling posture, and the murderous moves.

It is not so much that he is eager to jump over the wall, wanting to pursue a glorious and happy death.

Rather, he was completely torn apart by Kasava's killing intent, just wanting to end this period of suffering that is better than death.

Casaval curled his lips.

He felt that the will of the temple thief had collapsed.

If he could catch it alive, he had a hundred ways to pry open this guy's mouth.

Thinking of this, Kasavar pointed the target of the flying axe to the temple thief's severely injured and bleeding left leg.

In his eyes, this is a dull battle.

Every factor is in his calculations.

He can even accurately deduce the twenty-seven changes that the temple thief can make based on his move.

Even if the temple thief could explode three to five times the combat power under the threat of death, he could not escape his palm.

but-

Just when his battle axe flew across and the gust of wind tore the temple thief's too wide hood, revealing the helmet that completely covered his face.

From the almost transparent visor, a sharp gaze burst out like a piercing cone.

But instantly penetrated through Kassavar's totem armor, chest, heart and spine, as if a transparent hole was punched in his body, which gave him the confidence to hold the victory, all following the hole behind, and instantly leaked completely. .

In an instant, the temperament of the temple thief was completely reborn, as if the two had changed.

A moment ago, this guy was still a timid, insignificant, panicked mouse.

At this moment, it has become a dragon that is dormant in the abyss, no matter how many tons of wild boars, bulls and giant elephants, or jackals, tigers and leopards, can swallow it in one bite!

boom!

Kasavar's pupils were too late to shrink.

The temple thief seemed to be seriously injured. His left leg with smashed joints exploded with the power of a siege hammer, helping him to speed to the limit, flashing past Kassavar's battle axe, and flashing beside Kassavar !