Sure, here is the translation:
In the dim night, the wild wind howled.
A figure in the sky shot forward like a released arrow, instantly sweeping over a few hundred meters. The speed was so fast, it was like a blood-red ray of light.
During the flight, the figure suddenly paused and forced his body to twist mid-air. A golden sword beam barely grazed his face and another sword beam shot straight toward him from the ground.
"They're after me again!"
Alfonso slightly lowered his head but did not dodge. Accompanied by the release of a Soul Skill, a blood mist enveloped him, causing his speed to soar once more and emit sharp sonic boom noises.
Using his speed, he had just escaped an encirclement and enjoyed a brief moment of quiet before those bothersome Dragon Fish and sharp swords reappeared all around him, combining with the swirling sands to block his retreat, trapping him firmly within.
