Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane! Chapter 1086: Cat-and-Mouse Game

Chapter 1086: Cat-and-Mouse Game

When Casanova rushed into the battlefield two streets away with seven or eight gladiators, the temple thief in the hooded cloak had already been forced into a mess by the three Blood Hoof warriors.

However, this was not necessarily because the temple thief was not strong enough.

The main reason was that this guy was too greedy. He had too many stolen goods in his hands. Even the storage s.p.a.ce of the totem armor could not fit him. He could only tie it to his body and stretch his hooded cloak until it was sharp and bulging.

Occasionally, when the hood of the cloak was torn by the blade of the Blood Hoof Warriors, and a part of the cloak was lifted up, one could still see the colorful light shining inside.

One could not help but imagine how many good things this guy had stolen from the temples.

This was probably the biggest motivation for the three blood hoof warriors to persevere and capture the temple thieves.

Casa Fa's eyes lit up.

He quickly looked at the battle emblems on the three Blood Hoof Warriors'battle robes and armor.

He found that they were all from local villages and small families.

He sneered and shouted, "Get out of the way! This guy stole the Blood Hoof family's treasure! Let us deal with him!"

The three Blood Hoof Warriors'muscles stiffened. They turned around and saw seven or eight gladiators with evil intentions. Casa Fa, who was surrounded by murderous aura and was hacking at them like a battle axe, could not help but complain.

Although the cooked duck had disappeared without a trace, the situation was stronger than the person. In the end, they did not dare to argue with the strongest person of the Blood Hoof family.

Moreover, they had originally only pulled out their swords to help. Logically speaking, they did not have the right to take any of the stolen goods into their arms.

Kashava's infamous name had long been spread throughout the entire blood hoof army along with his totem battle armor, "Lava's fury".

They did not want to be beheaded by this b.l.o.o.d.y hoof upstart, who was known for his tyrannical ways, and die in vain.

With this thought in mind, the three b.l.o.o.d.y Hoof Warriors looked at each other and wisely chose to put away their weapons. Without saying a word, they left.

They left very cleanly, disappearing behind the flames and smoke in the blink of an eye. They did not even look at the bulging temple thieves under the hood anymore.

"You're quite tactful!"

Kashava nodded in satisfaction, leading a group of gladiators and closing in on the temple thieves with a ferocious look on his face.

Unexpectedly, the temple thieves, who had been forced into a dead end, had the spirit of a desperate dog jumping over a wall. They actually took the opportunity of the three blood hoof warriors surrounding him to leave the scene and jumped over a short wall, they fled desperately into the depths of the shattered city ruins.

"Chase!"

Kashava was not worried that the temple thief would escape.

In the fierce battle just now, he could clearly see that this guy's right leg had been cut by the three blood hoof warriors, and his left knee joint and ankle were also slightly twisted.

Looking at his limping posture, he definitely could not run far.

Sure enough, when they turned a corner, they saw the temple thief in front of them using both hands and feet to escape in a sorry state.

They turned another corner and were getting closer and closer to the thief.

When they turned the third corner, they seemed to be able to grab the thief's clothes.

Due to bad luck, a section of the high wall next to them was. .h.i.t by a series of methane explosions. The foundation of the wall was fragile. At this time, it suddenly collapsed, separating the thief from Casa and the other pursuers, the rising dust greatly disturbed the pursuers'vision, which gave the temple thief half a breath of air.

"This guy runs fast. We'll split into three groups. You guys flank him from the two wings and go around to intercept him!"

Casanova paused for a moment and carefully recalled the light and runes he saw in the cloak opened by the temple thief just now. He was sure that this was a big fish.

He gritted his teeth and placed a heavy bet. "When we catch this guy, everyone can choose one of the things on his body!"

With a heavy reward, there would definitely be brave men.

The Gladiators who were loyal to Kashava were more like mad dogs who had been injected with heart-strengthening drugs. Crimson air gushed out of their nostrils, and white foam appeared at the corners of their mouths. They howled and sped up, they rushed into the smoke, flames, and dust that filled the sky.

However, this neighborhood had been severely damaged by the continuous explosion of the biogas.

There were crumbling ruins everywhere, as well as the crispy ruins of the floor.

In the next few warehouses, there were also many warehouses that provided fuel for the entire black-corner city. Inside were dried firewood and charcoal. When they burned fiercely, the flames soared into the sky like a red dragon, it was impossible to put them out.

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

There were a few times when he saw the figure of the other party wriggling between the flames and the smoke like a stray dog.

But when he shouted and jumped over the fire and the ruins, he missed every time.

He had to wonder if what he saw was a mirage or something.

Not only that, Kashava also found that he had lost contact with seven or eight of his men.

These guys should be on his flank.

But smoke was everywhere, and he couldn't see his fingers. Kashava and his men tried to restrain their aura, so as not to alert the enemy and let the temple thieves sense their presence.

Even if they were separated by a wall, it wouldn't be easy to contact them.

Originally, this problem was very easy to solve.

As long as they released a firework or jumped high into the air, they would be able to easily identify their location and contact their companions.

However, on one hand, they didn't want to alert the enemy. More importantly, Kashava didn't want anyone to know that he was catching a big fish.

After all, he could crush a lone wild boar warrior or a third-rate warrior from a marginal family of a local town by relying on the power of the b.l.o.o.d.y Hoof clan.

However, if a powerhouse of the same level as the iron sheet clan met him on a narrow path, it would be difficult for him.

He wouldn't be able to take all the treasures of the big fish for himself so easily.

Therefore, casavar would rather spend more effort to ensure that the big fish would be intact and fall into his b.l.o.o.d.y mouth.

His efforts were not in vain.

Just as he circled the area seven or eight times and came up with nothing, he was so anxious that he wanted to blast the entire ruin into pieces with his battle axe.

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

There was also the sound of blood dripping to the ground.

Kashava raised his eyebrows.

The battle axe swept across, raising a hurricane that overturned the low wall.

As expected, the thief of the temple who had been searching for a long time was curled up like a mouse whose leg had been broken.

"No wonder we couldn't find him even after searching for a few rounds."

Kashava heaved a long sigh of relief and couldn't help but laugh, "Rats are rats, they know how to hide!"

Seeing that his last trick had been exposed, the temple thief let out a miserable shriek like an old hen whose throat had been cut and blood drawn. He used both his hands and feet, rolling and crawling as he escaped into the depths of the ruins, making his final struggle.

This time, Kashava's killing intent was like the spider silk of a bird-catching spider, firmly clinging to the body of the temple thief. How could he escape again?

Kashava just didn't want to press too hard. He didn't want the thief to recklessly activate an ancient weapon or totem armor and be swallowed by the totem power contained in the divine weapon, turning into a warrior of origins.

Of course, it would be best if he could keep him alive and interrogate the information of the mastermind.

Thinking of this, Kashava stepped on the ground gently, causing three pieces of gravel to fly up.

With a gentle wave of his arm, three pieces of gravel immediately whistled out. One of them shot towards the thief's leg, while the other two shot towards the high walls on both sides of the road in front of the thief.

All three pieces of gravel hit the target accurately.

The thief staggered after being shot by Casavar, and his escape posture became even more awkward.

The two high walls in front of him, which had long been fragile, were blasted apart by Casavar's gravel. The collapsed bricks and pillars blocked the road firmly, turning it into a dead end.

The temple thief had nowhere to run. He could only brace himself and turn around, trembling as he faced Casavar's wrath.

Suddenly, he let out a hysterical scream and pounced on casavar.

From the crooked path, the staggering posture, and the lack of killing intent.

Rather than saying that he was desperate, he wanted to pursue glory and a quick death.

Rather, he was completely torn apart by Kashava's killing intent. He just wanted to end this torture that was worse than death as soon as possible.

Kashava curled his lips.

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

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

Thinking of this, Kashava pointed his axe at the heavily injured and bleeding left leg of the temple thief.

In his eyes, this was a boring battle.

Every factor was in his calculations.

He could even accurately deduce the 27 changes that the temple thief could make based on his move.

Even if the temple thief could unleash three to five times his fighting strength under the threat of death, he would not be able to escape from his grasp.

However --

Just as his battle axe flew across the sky, the strong wind that was stirred up tore apart the temple thief's overly wide hood, revealing the helmet that completely covered his face.

From the almost transparent mask, a gaze that was as sharp as an armor-piercing awl blossomed out.

However, it instantly pierced through Casavar's totem battle armor, chest, heart, and spine, as if it had pierced a transparent hole in his body from the front to the back, causing his confidence that he was certain of victory to flow through the hole on his back, in an instant, it was completely leaked out.

In an instant, the temperament of the temple thief had undergone a complete transformation. It was like a completely different person.

A moment ago, this guy was still a timid, wretched, and reckless mouse.

But now, he had become a dragon lurking in the abyss. No matter if it was a wild boar, a wild bull, a giant elephant, or a wolf, a tiger, or a leopard, they could all be swallowed in one gulp!

Boom!

Casavar's pupils did not even have the time to contract.

The Thief of the temple seemed to be seriously injured. His left leg, which had its joints shattered, exploded with a strange force that was like a siege hammer. It helped him increase his speed to the maximum. He dodged Casavar's axe and arrived beside Casavar!