Kingdom’s Bloodline

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Thales slowly clenched his back molars.

He can't give up.

It's not over yet.

still have a chance.

Didn't Heijian say...a strong man...

All factors must be considered, and all chips must be gambled!

Only for the final victory.

chips.

What chips do I have?

Thales gritted his teeth lightly, and in just a few seconds, forced himself to calm down.

After only practicing for a month, the northern military swordsmanship is almost useless.

The sin of Hell River, which is far beyond the body's load and is almost unusable...

The world-cleaning vanguard lost in countless flesh and blood...

Just turned him into a sharp and inviolable phantom, the inexplicable magic energy...

The title of Prince of Stars, the identity of a candidate for a magician...

No.

etc.

besides.

There is one more chip.

Last same.

Thales stared at the first monster running towards him, and clenched his fists.

Giza's smile grew lighter.

The next moment, Thales gritted his teeth and stretched out his trembling right hand towards his back.

When he withdrew his hand again, there was already an extra weapon on it.

It was a puny dagger.

One side of the dagger was stained with blood from inside the tentacles.

Two letters were reflected on the blade.

j.c.

Seeing his actions, Giza was slightly taken aback.

Thales panted heavily, and raised his dagger tremblingly at the monster that was close at hand.

"Dagger?" The magician snorted, "That's not a legendary anti-magic weapon—are you going to stab me with that thing?"

dagger.

Giza silently watched the boy holding the dagger, surrounded by monsters, pounce.

This scene.

It looks familiar, doesn't it?

Thales lay on the ground, his lips trembling, and weakly pulled out the Iron Body Pose to fend off the first monster.

"clang!"

"No." Thales rolled aside in pain, avoiding the monster's sharp thorns, only feeling that the muscles on his body were getting more and more sore.

Panting for breath, he raised his head stubbornly, ignoring the other monsters that continued to run towards him, and looked straight back at the blood magician.

"I didn't stab you..."

The next moment, Giza couldn't help being startled, and then watched the boy put the dagger into his left palm in doubt.

Just listen to Thales quietly said:

"It was stabbing myself."

Two monsters threw themselves into his arms and stretched out their thorns towards him.

But the gray-faced boy just pulled the dagger sharply in the palm of his hand.

Pain and warmth came from the palm of my hand at the same time.

Thales, who had reached the limit of physical strength, lost his eyesight and let several monsters pounce on his body.

Throw him down.

The familiar scalding sensation came from the body, and gradually turned into a burning sensation.

Scenes appeared in front of Thales' eyes.

He raised his dagger and rushed towards the vicious Quaid.

He lay on Yala's back, and the two of them galloped through the streets.

In the dungeon of Vinegrass Manor, he reached for the lock on Rolf.

He stood in the Hall of Stars, gritted his teeth, and spoke to the princes of the kingdom.

With his hands tied, he stood up with difficulty facing Serena who was sure of winning.

In the bloody siege of the black sand collar, he hugged Araka's neck tightly.

In front of the five grand dukes of Exeter, he struggled to pick up the epee.

Under the menacing eyes of Ashida and Heijian, he raised his hand numbly and made a sound.

[It's just another game. 】

A familiar and gentle voice rang in his ears.

The scalding and burning sensation is getting stronger and stronger.

He needs to win.

It all needs to be over.

The best means are needed.

need……

Giza squinted his eyes, watching the countless little monsters pounce on Thales on the ground one after another, covering him tightly.

"Hiss..."

She is very satisfied.

She knew that her little cuties would mercilessly treat this person who was not a magician,

But somehow the boy who knocked on the door was killed.

But at this moment.

The blood magician seemed to feel something, and his whole body shook violently!

What?

I saw a red light leaking from the boy's direction from the dense pile of monsters.

Then the second, third, fourth...

The light became more and more intense, illuminating this hole of flesh and blood.

Giza watched the scene in amazement.

Until those pitch-black monsters trembled in unison!

A few streaks of fly ash floated out from the gaps in the dense pile of monsters.

More and more ashes.

The pitch-black monsters fell powerlessly one after another, shrinking, melting, and scorching.

Then turn to ashes.

Finally, most of the pitch-black monsters disappeared, and only a few escaped dying by dodging and hiding.

The blood mage stared in disbelief at the boy who had climbed up again from the countless piles of flesh and ashes.

"how come……"

Thales knelt on the ground, pressed his right hand to his knee, bent over and panted.

He almost broke his teeth.

I don't know when.

The Edge of the World - the lost magic red sword, has reappeared in his trembling left hand.

The blade of the sword is red, and the light shines brightly.

"It's your ability again?" Giza stared at Taylor's left and right with an ugly face, as if to stare at a hole in his palm: "No, you are going further and further down the path of misfortune..."

Thales frowned.

Unlucky?

"The magician...it's not a talent or a blessing..." The magician said slowly, his eyes were full of sternness and hatred: "It's a curse and bad luck..."

Thales propped himself on the ground, listened to her words, held the World Cleansing Edge that suddenly appeared on his left hand, and took a deep breath.

"enough!"

The second prince roared irritably.

Giza stopped talking and looked at him in surprise.

"A lunatic who doesn't listen to people," Thales tried his best to stand up from the ground, "listen to me!"

He took a step forward, and chopped an intercepted tentacles into ashes with one sword.

"Ashida wants to force me to become a magician," Thales felt that his footsteps were weak and his body was uncomfortable, but he still gritted his teeth and walked forward step by step: "And you, want to prevent me from becoming a magician? "

"Fuck you," Thales panted heavily, "fuck you."

The blood mage watched him silently.

"When I came to this world, what I did was always the same."

Thales exhaled, and with another sword, he pierced a monster that was trying to sneak up on his left leg twice, and watched it turn into fly ash under the sword's edge.

"Struggling, surviving, that's all," Thales stepped forward with difficulty, "whether it's a beggar or a prince."

Giza narrowed her eyes, her eyes were complicated and deep.

"But I don't like this world. I want to choose freely, to choose the life I want," Thales took another deep breath of the smelly and sour air, and said hoarsely:

"Choose who I want to be - without being pushed, pushed, or pulled away by anyone else!"

"I struggle with this."

Thales walked up to Giza with determination and determination in his eyes.

"This is me."

"Thals Canxing."

The Blood Fel Master stared at him without saying a word.

But the next moment, a sudden change occurred!

"boom!"

It was like a torrent rushing from the blood vessels to Thales' whole body!

In an instant, Thales only felt a sense of tearing, which was transmitted from the World Cleansing Edge in his hand to his hand.

Like someone was cutting his palm.

Thales lowered his head abruptly, and looked at the Blade of Purification in his hand—the red light on it became more and more intense.

what happened?

In the next moment, this cutting-like pain escalated into severe pain!

Spread to the whole body.

"Ahhhh!"

Thales couldn't bear it anymore, his face was contorted, and he couldn't help screaming.

The front of the world is... repelling him?

The pain was transmitted from the arm to the body all the way, causing Thales to kneel on the ground trembling.

Oops……

Oops!

It hurt more and more - as if the weapon was destroying everything about him!

He remembered:

The legendary anti-magic weapon... is the nemesis of the magician?

In severe pain and trembling, Thales frantically swung the World Cleansing Edge in his hand... But he couldn't shake it off at all!

It's like it's already glued to the hand.

He regretfully recalled Serena's words.

He also remembered the tingling sensation that the immovable bow gave him when he was on Araka's back.

But the stinging pain at that time was completely incomparable with the severe pain now!

Just then, Giza laughed.

"You're still younger," Thales looked at the expression of the blood mage in disbelief, and heard her softly say: "If you want to deal with me, you must get the legendary anti-magic weapon, right? You And it did work—with your unformed magical power."

"But...you almost forgot, too," Giza sighed, "I'm considered a half magician?"

"Ah!" Thales cried out in pain.

Panic struck again.

Giza...

Does she even count on this?

He remembered Giza's words: [That's not a legendary anti-magic weapon—are you going to stab me with that thing? 】

So... Thales thought regretfully: At that time, she, who had the upper hand, was already hinting at herself, and made arrangements for her possible counterattack later?

Just to limit his vision back to the front of the world?

"Hehehe," the blood magician shook his head and said, "Look, this is one of the sorrows of a magician - such a small thing can suppress us to death."

"Even if you are not a real magician, the magic power you have used before is enough for it to work."

"And if you really become a magician..."

Giza looked at the screaming Thales, put away his smile, and showed sadness in his eyes:

"As early as the moment you touch it, you will lose consciousness and power forever, and enter the eternal seal."

Thales was not in the mood to listen to her at all, he just felt that he was about to be swallowed by the force emanating from the blade!

"Don't worry, I'll help you out."

Giza sighed.

"If becoming a magician is your inevitable destiny," the magician said calmly, "then let me save you."

"As I promised."

save?

Save the ass!

Thales closed his eyes tightly, bearing the rejection of him from the front of the world.

He wanted to let go.

But in the extreme pain, with his face contorted, he could barely feel his own hands.

Giza took a deep breath, and with the consciousness of the magician, another group of tentacles grew out of Thales' flesh and blood.

Slowly aimed at the boy who was repulsed by the legendary anti-demon forces and could not move.

Once again, Giza smiled pleasantly.

The flesh and blood under Thales' feet transformed into a trap, trapping him firmly.

The tentacles drew sharp thorns, preparing for the next round of attacks.

No.

Thales closed his eyes tightly, trembling all over.

No!

Just at this time.

A fiery feeling similar to the first time I held the World-Cleaning Edge suddenly came from my hand!

The red light on the blade converges as if it has substance, and travels along the blade to Thales' left hand.

Thales was shocked!

At that moment, he seemed to be touched by a hand.

It seems that even the pain is relieved?

I saw that burst of red light continued to slowly climb up along the lines of blood vessels on the back of Thales' left hand.

It looks like glowing blood flowing through the blood vessels, extremely weird.

For some reason, after the red light that made him feel hot and entered his body, Thales suddenly felt: the sense of cutting and repulsion actually began to diminish!

Thales took a sharp breath—he held his breath for so long in extreme pain that he even forgot to breathe—and felt his hand again.

The sharp pain of cutting and destroying slowly degraded into a slightly tolerable stabbing pain.

What is the principle?

Can it... ease the rejection of me by the legendary anti-magic armed forces?

Thales trembled, and his doubts about the sword deepened a lot.

But he was saved after all.

Thales stood up slowly

He raised his head and fixedly looked at Giza with a strange look in his eyes.

Giza's expression moved, noticing his strange appearance: "You..."

Thales looked at her, then at the flesh trap under his feet and the tentacles around his body, feeling the tingling and burning sensation from the blade in his hand.

"Maybe one day I will become a magician," Thales said slowly, resisting the feeling in his hand, "but it's definitely not because of some inevitable fate or forced choice."

Giza's pupils on the "wall" shrank.

"It's because I want to become a magician myself."

Thales bit his lower lip, lowered his head and said.

"I will use my own eyes to see clearly what a magician is, and judge and understand what magic is."

"What kind of power will be gained, and what kind of risks will be faced."

"Then, I'll decide whether to become a magician or not." Thales raised his head with unquestionable determination in his eyes: "And what kind of magician to become."

"It doesn't matter how far you can climb and what kind of scenery you can look at. The important thing is-that must be my own choice."

"That's what I've come into this world to struggle with, to work on."

Thales let out a last breath.

Then, he raised his sword and slashed across the trap under his feet and the tentacles around him.

In the ashes, Thales supported his trembling legs again, stood up,

Giza's eyes moved.

"Don't think about it!"

The girl grinned her lips, her eyes were cold.

Soon, Thales felt his feet sway!

The cascading shock that caused him to fall to the ground before Jianfeng let go, reappeared at Thales' feet!

Thales' figure faltered and he was on the verge of falling.

But he had an experience once. Thales knelt down very quickly, lowered his upper body, and at the same time inserted the edge of the world into the flesh and blood under his feet.

Keep him from falling down again.

The flesh and blood made a scorching "sizzling" sound, slowly dissolving, evaporating, and blackening.

Then turn into ashes.

The ground made of flesh and blood contracted in the shock, as if moaning in pain.

Giza let out a low, unwilling howl.

Fortunately... Thales thought to himself: Facing the same shock, he stopped.

The next thing to do is...

"Forget it."

Giza was a dozen steps in front of him, and said coldly: "You can't stand up at all, let alone approach me, let alone seal me with that weapon."

Thales frowned.

"Let's just take a look..."

The flesh and blood around Thales bulged again, and the outlines of monsters were born from it.

The blood magician squinted his eyes, staring at Thales' blade of purification on the ground:

"Your sword... is it used to maintain balance, or to destroy the enemy?"

That moment.

Thales suddenly had a strange feeling.

Monsters around were born from flesh and blood one after another, but Thales didn't pay attention to them—he didn't even care what kind they were or whether they were dangerous.

He seemed to be in that state again.

The previous feeling of being cut off from emotion and thinking in a vague way surged up again.

It's just...not as thorough, as fantastic, and...enjoyable as "before".

Thales glanced at Giza in the distance.

A dozen or so steps away.

Under the endless tremors of the ground, he couldn't even stand firmly, and seemed unable to get close.

but……

Even though it looks far away from him.

But for some reason, Thales knew—his sword could stab Giza.

OK.

Thinking about it this way, the tingling sensation on his hand suddenly increased!

Thales smiled slightly.

He understood a little bit.

He knew that in this state, he seemed to be able to use more mana?

Although he doesn't even know what mana is.

but……

Now that the Frontier of the Pure World has become more repulsive to him——

That's right.

Thales grinned, and his smile grew bigger and bigger.

Giza was expressionless, and her monsters marched towards Thales again.

But Thales just panted in a trance, and squeezed the World-Cleaning Edge stuck on the ground.

Then pull it out!

At the moment when countless flesh and blood monsters were rushing towards him, Thales knelt on the ground, raised the Blade of Purification in his hand, and gently pushed Giza, who was more than ten steps away.

boom!

The sound of pulsating blood vessels rang in his ears.

At that moment, the pain and cutting sensation given to Thales by the front of the world, and the rejection of him, all increased unprecedentedly!

But Thales didn't care.

He succeeded.

Giza bowed her head in disbelief.

"When..." the girl asked suspiciously.

I don't know when.

Thales has already spanned a distance of more than ten steps in an instant.

He knelt before the magician.

The red sword edge in his hand has sunk deeply into Giza's bare belly.

Thales looked indifferent.

Giza stared at her wound tremblingly, then glanced at Thales again.

But in the next second, relief appeared on the girl's face.

It was as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"So, this is where we end up."

Giza said lightly as if he didn't care.

Regardless of his abdomen, a legendary anti-demon weapon was inserted at this time.

Thales withdrew the Blade of Purification.

Blood oozed from Jian Feng and the girl's abdomen.

Then slowly evaporate and dissolve.

All the tissues in the abdomen withered and scorched.

At that moment, Thales withdrew from that strange state again.

Thales took a deep breath, like the first breath of air surfacing.

Many emotions returned to his mind again.

He stared blankly at the World-Cleaning Edge in his hand.

He raised his eyes in a daze, and looked at the blood magician with a soft and relieved expression.

"Thank you, kid."

Giza slowly stretched out her hand and gently stroked Thales' face: "Take care of yourself."

For some reason, Thales only felt that Giza at this moment was full of complicated emotions.

"Sorry, I couldn't help you." Giza said softly.

what happened?

Thales' breathing gradually stabilized.

"I'm sorry." Giza's eyes ooze a little sparkle: "The next road, you have to go on your own."

At that moment, Thales could not raise any hostility towards such a young girl.

The lovely girl lowered her head slowly, and the purple-red lines on her body gradually faded away.

She gently lowered her soft lips, on Thales' forehead...

A tender kiss.

Thales trembled slightly!

Seeing Thales' reaction, Giza sneered slightly, then exhaled slowly:

"Be careful, Ashida."

These are the last words of the Blood Mage, Giza Trilman.

The next moment, the girl with a gentle smile began to crack from the face.

Her face, together with her smile, slowly fell apart like a cracked sculpture.

Then the neck, breasts, abdomen... the whole body.

In just a few seconds, the blood magician, together with the inside of this huge tentacle, were reduced to countless ashes of various sizes.

The night sky of Dragon Clouds City reappeared in front of Thales.

Ashes flew up.

Like countless black butterflies.

scattered all over the sky.

In the distance, all the creations of the blood magician, flesh and blood, monsters, tentacles, and stumps—all withered, scorched, and dissolved at the same time.

reduced to ashes.

Thales was left alone, obsessed with the edge of the world in a trance, looking at the flying ash around him for no reason, and went away with the wind.

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