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\u003eChapter 347 You Will Fail Catalog Bookmark Comments Chapter 347 You Will Fail

Novel: Bloodline of the Kingdom Author: Sword of Masterless Words: 21089

The dark and gloomy cave ushered in a rare moment - the light from the silver shadow man illuminated the place extremely brightly,

"Wake up...them?"

Thales gasped against the rock wall, thought over and over again under vigilance, and still gave up most of his confrontational actions-this silver shadow man was obviously not something he could deal with. 35xs

The boy asked suspiciously: "What 'they'?"

The silver shadow man stared at him with those eyes that were as black as nothing in the light.

"they."

It is still the half-new and not old common language of the West with the accent of the Northland.

The silver shadow man's facial contours moved subtly under the flashing light, almost like a real person talking, quite strange:

"Did you see it."

"Those homeless souls."

"The alien hovering between life and death."

Thales' heart trembled.

What?

"Wandering between life and death..."

He murmured and repeated, raised his head apprehensively, and looked at the dark cave walls around him, imagining the scene of dense ghost figures appearing from above.

Those skinny, rotting faces.

Thales couldn't help feeling a little cold behind his back.

He buried his face in his hands and let out a painful, hard sigh.

"So there really is such a thing in this world..."

well.

Even this has been considered for me...

Holographic, four-dimensional, dynamic horror films - this world is so wonderful!

It took the dejected Thales a full five seconds to break free from the unpleasant past in the memory fragments, and raised his face listlessly.

"But how come..."

He leaned against the rock wall, gently pressed the bruises on his body, and asked the silver shadow man weakly: "Where are there so many dead souls under Longxiao City, and they are here to scare people when they are bored?"

The man in the silver shadow flickered with light.

seems to be hesitating.

"Above our heads is Aarondeburg on the ground," but he finally answered. The words from the silver glow seemed to echo in a dream, echoing like nothing:

"Standing here for thousands of years."

"The flames of the dragon, the footprints of the elves, the warriors of the North, the iron hooves of the empire, and even the heavy hammers of the orcs have all plowed here."

Hearing the unfamiliar place name, Thales was startled for a moment.

"Ya, Lun, De, Bao..."

The prince repeated in doubt, but his eyes lit up immediately: "Wait, you are talking about Dragon Clouds City? Aaron Deburg is its old name..."

Thales immediately understood something, and suddenly, he began to look at the silver shadow man with strange eyes.

"Using this title... so you are from ancient times, uh, you are from the empire era?"

But the silver shadow man just watched him silently and didn't answer.

"Okay," Thales spread his hands out of self-indulgence, and crossed the option of "asking for information without words" from the top of the person in front of him:

"Then, dead soul?"

The silver shadow man raised his head slowly when he heard the words, and looked at the cave with emotion.

He turned around and left in front of Thales.

The footsteps composed of silver awns leave wonderful imprints of radiance on the rocks they step on.

"This land has experienced countless wars and severe cold, disasters and death... heads fell, blood was scattered everywhere, dead bodies filled the field, and wailing lingered."

The silver shadow man walked forward slowly, and the words with illusory echoes came again, containing some indelible melancholy:

"For thousands of years,

Uncountable creatures are buried here, and the gathering of undead from the past is hard to dispel. "

"It's hard to gather..."

"Unforgettable..."

"remove……"

This time, his echo was particularly obvious, which surprised Thales.

Only then did the prince notice that the other party's words didn't come through his voice, but seemed to sound directly in his heart!

etc.

Words ringing in the bottom of my heart.

This situation...

Is there some deja vu?

But before Thales thought about it clearly, the silver shadow man's tone changed.

"Originally, they should be sleeping quietly, without any consciousness, having nothing to do with living people, nothing to do with the mortal world, slowly losing themselves, losing time, until they perish and can no longer exist."

The man turned around abruptly, the silver glow on his body gathered like a lighted oil lamp, and his tone became severe and serious:

"Until you wake them up."

Thales was taken aback for a moment.

"I?"

"But, but I didn't do anything!"

He stretched out his hands innocently and suspiciously: "How did you wake them up?"

The silver shadow man was facing him, and the facial features that appeared under the light and dark contrast suddenly became a little sharp.

"No," he said firmly:

"You did."

Thales was stunned.

The silver shadow man slowly raised his right hand, facing him, with a slight silver light shining from the palm of his hand.

Thales felt uncomfortable for a moment - there seemed to be something in the silver light that made his skin tingle slightly, just like when this dangerous existence just threatened to question him.

"I can see, they can all see—you have a special power."

Taylor's heart tightened.

The silver shadow man said lightly, but Thales' breathing became inexplicably rapid: "It hides in your strong body, which not only absorbs nutrients, but also returns benefits. It allows you to communicate between the world and the underground, and connect the living and the world. Necromancer."

Thales raised his eyebrows.

ah?

"The moment it becomes one with you, you drift between life and death, blurring the boundary between life and death."

The silver shadow man's words made Thales's heart skip a beat. flash dance novel network

Between life and death...

He immediately figured out something.

"Using yourself as the key, you opened a passage on the barriers that do not communicate with each other," the man said solemnly: "The souls of the dead, who should have been unconscious and difficult to affect the living, were alarmed and awakened one after another."

"Like the hyenas that gather after decay, the sharks that are bloodthirsty."

Thales blinked in astonishment, looking at the increasingly distinct black facial features of the silver shadow man.

"You mean..." he whispered in disbelief:

"The crime of Hell River?"

The silver shadow man did not answer.

Thales, who was apprehensive, did it when he thought of it.

He clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, and summoned the Sin of the Prison River in his body to exert its most commonly used effect——enhance the visual and visual senses.

In a few seconds, the crime of Hell River followed the blood vessels that poured consciousness into the eyes and ears, making his world bright and clear.

But at the same moment, Thales immediately felt something different around him!

In the distance, on the rock wall where the silver light cannot shine, countless black shadows emerged from it, and the strange faces that appeared one after another looked here!

At that moment, the cold chill, deep whispers, painful screams, all the nightmares returned to Thales' senses!

The prince was taken aback!

However, the crime of Hell River, which he felt threatened, not only did not stop, but also accelerated uncontrollably, continuously strengthening his senses.

It felt like watching a ghost movie in the memory of the previous life. At the moment of fright, the movie suddenly changed from 2D to 3D.

The voice became louder and the surroundings became colder. Thales covered his head in pain, closed his eyes, and twitched.

Oops……

how come……

The surrounding dead souls became more and more restless, and many of them even climbed towards this side.

at this moment.

"roll!"

The silver shadow man's roar echoed in his ears.

Once again, the cave was full of silver light, which made Thales curl up for a while!

"Go back to your broken den!"

Following the roar of the silver shadow man, the screams of the dead souls sounded again and gradually weakened.

They avoided the silver light in pain, retreated one after another, and sank into the darkness.

Those terrible whispers and emotions receded from Thales' senses like a tide.

until the surroundings became quiet again.

It took a long time for Thales, who was sitting paralyzed by the rock wall, to put down his hand holding his head weakly, feeling the disappearance of the crime of prison river.

hateful.

He gasped and cursed in his heart.

Damn, hate, hate!

"Currently, these dead souls cannot directly harm your body," the voice of the silver shadow man sounded again: "But they can destroy your spirit by affecting the environment, pollute your soul, and turn you into a walking dead .”

"Of course, if they were stronger and you were weaker..."

Thales opened his eyes and exhaled angrily.

The silver light on the man's body gradually weakened. He put down his silvery palm and looked at the boy silently.

"Very good, the effect of the crime of Hell River..." Thales said dejectedly: "It turns out that you can use the yin and yang eyes to see ghosts, or use infrasonic waves to summon souls..."

"It's really wonderful."

He said sarcastically.

The silver shadow man came to Thales again and looked down at him.

"I know that power—I once had a friend like you."

The words of the silver shadow man brought Thales to his mind: "The crime of prison river?"

The man in the silver light shook his head: "Under the torment of this kind of power, he was rejected by the prison river, and he was disgraced by the world."

"That was the greatest misfortune of his life."

"Just like here, like this group of poor souls who are cursed by evil and stuck between life and death."

Thales, whose mood was occupied by depression and irritability at the same time, chuckled sarcastically: "I guess, I'm not much better."

But there was a move in his heart.

"Evil curse," the exhausted Thales raised his eyes and asked:

"You mentioned this more than once."

"What's the meaning?"

This time, the silver shadow man who looked down at the boy paused for a long time.

The silver light on his body flickered on and off.

Finally, the silver shadow man spoke again:

"This group of tortured souls is not confined here by their own will."

His words are full of sorrow and pity: "On the contrary, they are bound here by a vicious curse, unable to continue the journey of death."

"Because of this curse, they cut off the cycle of life and were trapped in the eternal quagmire, suffering endless suffering."

Thales was stunned.

He stood up with difficulty and looked around.

But only dim caves and dark rock formations could be seen.

Nothing.

The prince held back the horror in his heart, and wondered, "What kind of curse?"

The silver shadow man was silent for a few seconds.

When Thales couldn't help urging, the silver shadow talent faced him directly, his facial features kept flickering in the silver light, his words were solemn, and he paused every word:

"The Curse of the Iron King."

Thales frowned. 35xs

"Iron Blood King?"

"I remember the legend."

The prince scratched his head: "Iron Blood King, everyone in the North knows him, he is, he is, he seems to have built something..."

Thales bit his lower lip tightly, thinking hard, feeling that he was about to remember.

The silver shadow man snorted softly, interrupting his recollection: "Iron Blood King, the first human king who led a crowd to fight against the ancient orcs, and the builder of the 'last line of defense for mankind'."

"right!"

Feeling that he was underestimated, Thales blushed and shrugged: "I mean, yes, I know."

"The death of the Iron-Blooded King, the loss of the last line of defense, the massive invasion of the ancient orcs to the south, and the demise of the ancient kingdom of Chavin all marked the end of the era of human ignorance and the beginning of the Kings Period...I remember," Thales sighed: "Ah , I really miss history class.”

But then he frowned strangely:

"But what does the Iron Blood King have to do with the curse?"

The silver shadow man shook his head, causing the surrounding rocks to tremble.

"This is an ancient and tragic past, cruel and sad, you don't need to know the details."

Thales narrowed his eyes dissatisfied.

The man's facial features paused slightly, as if he sighed:

"Just know that this is a crime committed by a group of noble people."

"With hope and love, they tried to save the world, but in the end they made a huge mistake, and there will be endless troubles."

And his next sentence caused Thales to inhale slightly again:

"Even mages shy away from mentioning it as a taboo."

Thales froze slightly, trembling even for breathing.

"Mage?"

Thales looked at the silver shadow man in amazement, and began to doubt his identity again: "Is this related to them?"

The silver shadow man turned his head, and the silver armor emitted waves of light:

"Not only related, they are the protagonists in it."

His voice became harsh and solemn:

"The curse of the Jagged King—this is the scourge brought by magic, and it is the wrong path that mages have stepped into."

Thales continued to look at him in amazement.

That's right, if this guy is from the Age of Empires, from before the End War, then he must know magic, and mages...

But before he opened his mouth to ask, the silver shadow man spoke again.

"Because of this curse, this mistake," the silver shadow man turned to the dark cave, and said in a deep voice: "Many dead, no matter who they were or where they belonged, their souls were locked up before going to Hell River. Die here - the black path, unable to enter the cycle of rebirth."

"If life is a bunch of long ropes, then they will live in a dead knot, neither advancing nor retreating. They are the most pitiful existence."

Thales couldn't help but tremble when he thought of the brightly colored dead male soul, and his strange face sneering at him.

"So, they... didn't die?"

The silver shadow man shook his head and denied: "Death is not terrible. What is really terrible is that you cannot move on after death."

"How to say?"

"Death is the double dissipation of body and soul." The man in the silver light gently raised his palm, and the silver light transformed into a human figure on his hand, signaling the separation of soul and body for Thales: "And These dead souls...they have lost their body, and without a body, they have no carrier to carry perception and memory."

"But because of the curse, they left souls that should have been powerless to survive alone."

The words of the Silver Shadow Man became more dignified, and the echoes became louder and louder: "This means that in the long time, these ghosts who should have disappeared but remained inexplicably could neither create new memories nor keep forgetting old memories. , it is difficult to distinguish the self from the other, the past from the present.”

"To them, the past is illusory, the future meaningless, and they don't know where they came from or where they're going."

He bite the words one by one:

"They are no longer what they used to be, but have become something else, other monsters."

The silver shadow man stopped explaining and looked straight at Thales, as if pointing at him to respond positively.

Thales stared in disbelief, trying hard to digest the knowledge of these gods and ghosts.

But……

please.

This, this is not scientific...

"It doesn't seem very good," Thales bit the bullet, resisting the questioning of details and the complaints about the silver shadow man's brain:

"So, uh, this curse, these dead souls... will last forever like this? It won't be because the battery is exhausted or something..."

The silver shadow man interrupted him with a soft hum.

"This is the worse part," the man said calmly but earnestly: "These dead souls are stuck between life and death, one side is connected to the living, and the other side is connected to the dead. Come and influence both sides."

Thinking of the "haunting" incident on the way just now, Thales frowned more and more.

"For example, not long ago, countless deaths occurred on the ground—a new round of loss and despair, a new round of greed and madness, a new round of hatred and persistence, all of which have profoundly affected these people in the Black Path. Dead souls." The silver shadow man put away his palms and said silently.

Thales paused in doubt, then raised his brows.

What?

"Countless deaths?"

The young man asked confusedly: "I don't understand, here... this is the inside of Sky Cliff, the underground rock formation of Dragon Clouds City."

Thales shook his head: "What are the 'countless' on the ground..."

But he was startled for a moment, and he stopped the words that were about to blurt out.

A neighborhood full of ruins floated before Thales' eyes, and the faces of Griveaux and Kurtz flashed past.

He remembered something, and his eyes widened in shock.

No way?

That means……

"Wait, 'a while ago'? I think I get it..."

With a dazed and shocked expression on Thales' face, he subconsciously said softly: "Six years ago, disaster befell Dragon Clouds City..."

"The Shield Zone is destroyed, where...yes, countless...deaths."

He finished the sentence abruptly.

Following his words, Thales noticed that the light on the silver shadow man flickered rapidly.

The surroundings were still dim, and because of the flickering silver light, the cave suddenly looked a lot weirder.

After a long time, Yinying finally spoke again.

"Is it."

The silver shadow man's light was a bit dim, which seemed to indicate his mood:

"This kind of thing has happened before—wars, famines, plagues, disasters, and the pain of the living inject new nutrients into the souls of the dead, not only keeping them from dissipating, but also able to grow themselves in the boundless darkness and become the ultimate The pitiful and most hateful deformed form continues to wander in this cage."

"At the same time, the terrible curse has also been strengthened, and the cycle continues, binding the dead souls more closely, unable to extricate themselves, and even interdependent, until now," the man shook his head lightly:

"It's hard to move forward, impossible to escape, impossible to surpass."

Thales leaned heavily on the rock wall behind him and sighed long.

"It affects both life and death, and it can last forever..."

"It does sound bad."

The silver shadow man folded his arms in a very humane way, and leaned against the rock wall as skillfully as he did.

This action made him look a lot more friendly - he was no longer that condescending, unreasonable ghost.

"Thousands of years, in the face of the curse of the Jagged King, around this mistake, the three magic towers have worked hard, and countless mages have followed one after another."

Thales immediately pricked up his ears when he heard the familiar term.

The silver shadow man seemed to be sighing, he shook his silver head lightly, and his pitch-black facial features moved slightly: "But every time, they try to research and reveal the secret, make up for it and correct it, but they just push this already terrible mistake to a new level. More serious abysses, brewing more terrible consequences."

His voice sank to the bottom:

"And even bring about the end of the world."

Thales was taken aback when he heard that.

Facing this weird silver shadow man, he shook his head decisively: "The end of the world? I don't understand."

"Is... so serious?"

The silver shadow man snorted coldly.

He slowly turned to the boy, his dark eyes seemed to gather unspeakable power, which made Thales' heart sink.

"You're too young, Canxing."

"You never knew," the silver shadow man said indifferently, "You were neither informed nor aware of it."

"You are not ready to face your mission."

Thales frowned: "What?"

The voice of the silver shadow man raised lightly, causing visible ripples in the light, as if he was chuckling.

But the next moment, he sank down the loosened black facial features.

On the man's body, the silver light gathered again and instantly brightened!

The silver shadow man left the rock wall, lowered his arms, and silently looked at a corner of the cave.

"What's wrong?" Thales, who felt something was wrong, quickly stood up and asked vigilantly.

Silver Shadow Man is very brief:

"Here they come."

Just one sentence made Thales' nerves tense up.

Following the words of the silver shadow man, a vague chill hit Thales' back.

He raised his head nervously, looked around the rock walls around him, and soon realized something was wrong.

A burst of black mist visible to the naked eye seeps out from the surrounding rock walls, contaminating the narrow cave, and every time the black mist seeps out, the area illuminated by the silver shadow man's light becomes smaller.

Like a worm that devours light.

Thales' scalp tingled as he watched the black mist grow more and more, and subconsciously flinched back.

He had seen this mist before.

Just now.

"This is the entity of the curse." The silver shadow man reminded him coldly:

"Don't touch them."

Thales frowned: "Ah... a good idea."

Soon, dry and rotting faces, and arms of strange colors protruded from the rock wall, from the place where the black mist was densest.

Thales gritted his teeth: As the light weakened, he couldn't see the dead souls in the distance clearly, but the young man no longer dared to activate the sin of Hell River, for fear of causing another round of disaster.

"But you just, didn't you drive them all away?" He wisely moved a little closer to the silver figure, even though the latter almost killed him just now.

The silver shadow man clenched his fists, and the light became stronger.

"For thousands of years, the terrible curse has caused countless terrible undead to gather here," the silver shadow man's tone was serious, but without too many fluctuations, as if it was commonplace:

"Most of them withered with history, but there are still a few that have escaped the catastrophe of time and retained a lot of sanity, which is very special."

"Powerful, terrifying, difficult."

"Yes, they can even fight against me."

The silver shadow man turned his head abruptly and looked into the deepest corner:

"Like this."

Following the "eyes" of the silver shadow man, Thales looked towards that corner, and his face turned pale.

A face appeared on the rock face.

is it.

it again.

It opened its withered lips again, its rust-colored teeth chattering, and emerged from the rock wall.

It is still the ancient armor, the complicated braids, the protruding pale eyes, and the body that is clearly in the dark but still brightly colored.

It was the first ghost to appear.

The most special dead soul.

Too……

Thales secretly said: It is also the murderer who killed Kezi.

Compared with other similar people who only dared to climb the rock wall and didn't dare to get too close to the silver light, this special dead soul exuded endless cursed black mist, completely escaped from the rock wall, and floated in the air.

Floating toward the center of the silver light.

Thales' nerves tightened!

The dead soul raised his head, his pale eyes glowed with faint green light, and looked at them.

Thales bit his lower lip tightly and grabbed the dagger at his waist.

Though he doesn't know if it works.

However, this time, this special soul looked at the silver shadow man.

The ancient imperial language that has become familiar from unfamiliar, with a deep and melancholy charm, resounded in Thales' ears:

Northerners...

Thales looked curiously at the silver shadow man beside him, and resumed his guess about his identity.

The dead soul's withered facial muscles trembled slightly, and he shook his head. This humanized movement seemed to be recalling it.

The silver shadow man shook his head, the silver light on his body was focused, and the area that could be illuminated narrowed a lot, but it was even more dazzling.

A few strands of black mist that was approaching here were dispelled.

"General Linka."

The man in the silver light has a relaxed attitude, but he speaks the ancient imperial language proficiently: "You were a great warrior, a powerful opponent, and a brutal executioner."

"But at that time, you were at least human."

"And now, the curse has affected most of your sanity," the silver shadow man snorted coldly, "You are no longer yourself."

"sad."

Thales opened his eyes wide, looking at the clear-colored dead soul, and then at the silver shadow man.

Between them...

The ghost named General Linka opened its terrifying teeth and let out a low growl.

The ghost's cold laughter came, and the black mist lingered around his armor, but it did not cover the colors and decorations on it at all.

It was getting darker and darker.

Like an inner room about to turn off its lights.

The silver shadow man snorted softly, but did not speak.

Passionate god?

attenuation?

In the dim vision, Thales took a look at the miserable appearance of the dead soul, and couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

He glanced at the silver shadow man again, and prayed silently in his heart—no matter what the latter is, whether it is a god or a demon, I hope this silver sadist is still strong.

The ancient imperial language of the souls of the dead continued to sound:

There is an unspeakable light in the white eyes of the dead soul:

As if in response, the other dead souls around opened their mouths one after another, letting out cold roars one after another.

The sound echoed in the cave, together with the weird black mist and increasingly dim light, it made Thales feel shuddering.

"Your greatest sorrow, Your Excellency General," the silver shadow man turned his head and moved his wrist joints made of silver light, looking like a hooligan who is about to join the fight: "I often forget that I have long since died."

Thales had a feeling: if it weren't for the silver light on his body that showed the extraordinaryness of this person, the silver shadow man would be no different from ordinary people at all.

Thales coughed and tried to join the conversation in ancient imperial language: "You...know each other?"

"certainly."

"In the end, the commander of the Fourteenth Legion of the Empire," the man's dark mouth slowly widened, as if sneering: "Kain Kumul Linka."

"It's called the 'Snow Butcher'."

Thales looked at the dead soul opposite him in disbelief, staring at his terrifying face.

Finally... Empire?

So this general, Kai, should have been dead for... how many years?

"I remember his name, his title, his deeds,"

The silver shadow man looked at the dead soul in mid-air from a distance, and said solemnly: "It's better than me remembering my past."

Revenant—Cairn Kamul opened his frightening dry lips, and laughed coldly in the cursed black mist.

The silver shadow man watched the other party coldly, standing still and not saying a word.

At the same time, with endless hatred and resentment, countless dead souls on the rock wall spoke one after another, and they all let out deafening and cold howls:

Thales tensed up all over, and subconsciously wanted to cover his ears!

And the silver shadow man stood upright in place without fear, and even took a step forward to block Thales' figure.

The black mist around Kane Kemuel's body suddenly increased, covering countless silver lights, and covering the entire cave.

In the next second, with an endless black mist, the withered and rotten face of Kane Kamul, the imperial general who has passed away for many years, has come before their eyes in an instant!

Thales was taken aback!

His eyes suddenly darkened.

The roaring Revenant General charged at the Silver Shadow Man aggressively.

Immediately, the boy's eyes became darker and darker, until he could no longer see his surroundings clearly.

In the dark cave, the miserable howls of the dead souls could be heard vividly, and Thales couldn't help feeling panicked.

Among them, the repeated low-pitched growls of the imperial generals made people shudder:

The next moment, the black mist completely covered the silver shadow man.

Not an inch is leaked, nothing is left.

The last ray of light finally disappeared from Thales' vision.

Only darkness remains.

And the General's whisper:

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Kingdom Blood - Chapter 347 - You Will Fail - WuxiaWorld

The dark and gloomy cave ushered in a rare moment - the light from the silver shadow man illuminated the place extremely brightly,

"Wake up...them?"

Thales gasped against the rock wall, thought over and over again under vigilance, and still gave up most of his confrontational actions-this silver shadow man was obviously not something he could deal with. 35xs

The boy asked suspiciously: "What 'they'?"

The silver shadow man stared at him with those eyes that were as black as nothing in the light.

"they."

It is still the half-new and not old common language of the West with the accent of the Northland.

The silver shadow man's facial contours moved subtly under the flashing light, almost like a real person talking, quite strange:

"Did you see it."

"Those homeless souls."

"The alien hovering between life and death."

Thales' heart trembled.

What?

"Wandering between life and death..."

He murmured and repeated, raised his head apprehensively, and looked at the dark cave walls around him, imagining the scene of dense ghost figures appearing from above.

Those skinny, rotting faces.

Thales couldn't help feeling a little cold behind his back.

He buried his face in his hands and let out a painful, hard sigh.

"So there really is such a thing in this world..."

well.

Even this has been considered for me...

Holographic, four-dimensional, dynamic horror films - this world is so wonderful!

It took the dejected Thales a full five seconds to break free from the unpleasant past in the memory fragments, and raised his face listlessly.

"But how come..."

He leaned against the rock wall, gently pressed the bruises on his body, and asked the silver shadow man weakly: "Where are there so many dead souls under Longxiao City, and they are here to scare people when they are bored?"

The man in the silver shadow flickered with light.

seems to be hesitating.

"Above our heads is Aarondeburg on the ground," but he finally answered. The words from the silver glow seemed to echo in a dream, echoing like nothing:

"Standing here for thousands of years."

"The flames of the dragon, the footprints of the elves, the warriors of the North, the iron hooves of the empire, and even the heavy hammers of the orcs have all plowed here."

Hearing the unfamiliar place name, Thales was startled for a moment.

"Ya, Lun, De, Bao..."

The prince repeated in doubt, but his eyes lit up immediately: "Wait, you are talking about Dragon Clouds City? Aaron Deburg is its old name..."

Thales immediately understood something, and suddenly, he began to look at the silver shadow man with strange eyes.

"Using this title... so you are from ancient times, uh, you are from the empire era?"

But the silver shadow man just watched him silently and didn't answer.

"Okay," Thales spread his hands out of self-indulgence, and crossed the option of "asking for information without words" from the top of the person in front of him:

"Then, dead soul?"

The silver shadow man raised his head slowly when he heard the words, and looked at the cave with emotion.

He turned around and left in front of Thales.

The footsteps composed of silver awns leave wonderful imprints of radiance on the rocks they step on.

"This land has experienced countless wars and severe cold, disasters and death... heads fell, blood was scattered everywhere, dead bodies filled the field, and wailing lingered."

The silver shadow man walked forward slowly, and the words with illusory echoes came again, containing some indelible melancholy:

"For thousands of years, countless souls have been buried here, and the gathering of undead in the past is difficult to disappear."

"It's hard to gather..."

"Unforgettable..."

"remove……"

This time, his echo was particularly obvious, which surprised Thales.

Only then did the prince notice that the other party's words didn't come through his voice, but seemed to sound directly in his heart!

etc.

Words ringing in the bottom of my heart.

This situation...

Is there some deja vu?

But before Thales thought about it clearly, the silver shadow man's tone changed.

"Originally, they should be sleeping quietly, without any consciousness, having nothing to do with living people, nothing to do with the mortal world, slowly losing themselves, losing time, until they perish and can no longer exist."

The man turned around abruptly, the silver glow on his body gathered like a lighted oil lamp, and his tone became severe and serious:

"Until you wake them up."

Thales was taken aback for a moment.

"I?"

"But, but I didn't do anything!"

He stretched out his hands innocently and suspiciously: "How did you wake them up?"

The silver shadow man was facing him, and the facial features that appeared under the light and dark contrast suddenly became a little sharp.

"No," he said firmly:

"You did."

Thales was stunned.

The silver shadow man slowly raised his right hand, facing him, with a slight silver light shining from the palm of his hand.

Thales felt uncomfortable for a moment - there seemed to be something in the silver light that made his skin tingle slightly, just like when this dangerous existence just threatened to question him.

"I can see, they can all see—you have a special power."

Taylor's heart tightened.

The silver shadow man said lightly, but Thales' breathing became inexplicably rapid: "It hides in your strong body, which not only absorbs nutrients, but also returns benefits. It allows you to communicate between the world and the underground, and connect the living and the world. Necromancer."

Thales raised his eyebrows.

ah?

"The moment it becomes one with you, you drift between life and death, blurring the boundary between life and death."

The silver shadow man's words made Thales's heart skip a beat. flash dance novel network

Between life and death...

He immediately figured out something.

"Using yourself as the key, you opened a passage on the barriers that do not communicate with each other," the man said solemnly: "The souls of the dead, who should have been unconscious and difficult to affect the living, were alarmed and awakened one after another."

"Like the hyenas that gather after decay, the sharks that are bloodthirsty."

Thales blinked in astonishment, looking at the increasingly distinct black facial features of the silver shadow man.

"You mean..." he whispered in disbelief:

"The crime of Hell River?"

The silver shadow man did not answer.

Thales, who was apprehensive, did it when he thought of it.

He clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, and summoned the Sin of the Prison River in his body to exert its most commonly used effect——enhance the visual and visual senses.

In a few seconds, the crime of Hell River followed the blood vessels that poured consciousness into the eyes and ears, making his world bright and clear.

But at the same moment, Thales immediately felt something different around him!

In the distance, on the rock wall where the silver light cannot shine, countless black shadows emerged from it, and the strange faces that appeared one after another looked here!

At that moment, the cold chill, deep whispers, painful screams, all the nightmares returned to Thales' senses!

The prince was taken aback!

However, the crime of Hell River, which he felt threatened, not only did not stop, but also accelerated uncontrollably, continuously strengthening his senses.

It felt like watching a ghost movie in the memory of the previous life. At the moment of fright, the movie suddenly changed from 2D to 3D.

The voice became louder and the surroundings became colder. Thales covered his head in pain, closed his eyes, and twitched.

Oops……

how come……

The surrounding dead souls became more and more restless, and many of them even climbed towards this side.

at this moment.

"roll!"

The silver shadow man's roar echoed in his ears.

Once again, the cave was full of silver light, which made Thales curl up for a while!

"Go back to your broken den!"

Following the roar of the silver shadow man, the screams of the dead souls sounded again and gradually weakened.

They avoided the silver light in pain, retreated one after another, and sank into the darkness.

Those terrible whispers and emotions receded from Thales' senses like a tide.

until the surroundings became quiet again.

It took a long time for Thales, who was sitting paralyzed by the rock wall, to put down his hand holding his head weakly, feeling the disappearance of the crime of prison river.

hateful.

He gasped and cursed in his heart.

Damn, hate, hate!

"Currently, these dead souls cannot directly harm your body," the voice of the silver shadow man sounded again: "But they can destroy your spirit by affecting the environment, pollute your soul, and turn you into a walking dead .”

"Of course, if they were stronger and you were weaker..."

Thales opened his eyes and exhaled angrily.

The silver light on the man's body gradually weakened. He put down his silvery palm and looked at the boy silently.

"Very good, the effect of the crime of Hell River..." Thales said dejectedly: "It turns out that you can use the yin and yang eyes to see ghosts, or use infrasonic waves to summon souls..."

"It's really wonderful."

He said sarcastically.

The silver shadow man came to Thales again and looked down at him.

"I know that power—I once had a friend like you."

The words of the silver shadow man brought Thales to his mind: "The crime of prison river?"

The man in the silver light shook his head: "Under the torment of this kind of power, he was rejected by the prison river, and he was disgraced by the world."

"That was the greatest misfortune of his life."

"Just like here, like this group of poor souls who are cursed by evil and stuck between life and death."

Thales, whose mood was occupied by depression and irritability at the same time, chuckled sarcastically: "I guess, I'm not much better."

But there was a move in his heart.

"Evil curse," the exhausted Thales raised his eyes and asked:

"You mentioned this more than once."

"What's the meaning?"

This time, the silver shadow man who looked down at the boy paused for a long time.

The silver light on his body flickered on and off.

Finally, the silver shadow man spoke again:

"This group of tortured souls is not confined here by their own will."

His words are full of sorrow and pity: "On the contrary, they are bound here by a vicious curse, unable to continue the journey of death."

"Because of this curse, they cut off the cycle of life and were trapped in the eternal quagmire, suffering endless suffering."

Thales was stunned.

He stood up with difficulty and looked around.

But only dim caves and dark rock formations could be seen.

Nothing.

The prince held back the horror in his heart, and wondered, "What kind of curse?"

The silver shadow man was silent for a few seconds.

When Thales couldn't help urging, the silver shadow talent faced him directly, his facial features kept flickering in the silver light, his words were solemn, and he paused every word:

"The Curse of the Iron King."

Thales frowned. 35xs

"Iron Blood King?"

"I remember the legend."

The prince scratched his head: "Iron Blood King, everyone in the North knows him, he is, he is, he seems to have built something..."

Thales bit his lower lip tightly, thinking hard, feeling that he was about to remember.

The silver shadow man snorted softly, interrupting his recollection: "Iron Blood King, the first human king who led a crowd to fight against the ancient orcs, and the builder of the 'last line of defense for mankind'."

"right!"

Feeling that he was underestimated, Thales blushed and shrugged: "I mean, yes, I know."

"The death of the Iron-Blooded King, the loss of the last line of defense, the massive invasion of the ancient orcs to the south, and the demise of the ancient kingdom of Chavin all marked the end of the era of human ignorance and the beginning of the Kings Period...I remember," Thales sighed: "Ah , I really miss history class.”

But then he frowned strangely:

"But what does the Iron Blood King have to do with the curse?"

The silver shadow man shook his head, causing the surrounding rocks to tremble.

"This is an ancient and tragic past, cruel and sad, you don't need to know the details."

Thales narrowed his eyes dissatisfied.

The man's facial features paused slightly, as if he sighed:

"Just know that this is a crime committed by a group of noble people."

"With hope and love, they tried to save the world, but in the end they made a huge mistake, and there will be endless troubles."

And his next sentence caused Thales to inhale slightly again:

"Even mages shy away from mentioning it as a taboo."

Thales froze slightly, trembling even for breathing.

"Mage?"

Thales looked at the silver shadow man in amazement, and began to doubt his identity again: "Is this related to them?"

The silver shadow man turned his head, and the silver armor emitted waves of light:

"Not only related, they are the protagonists in it."

His voice became harsh and solemn:

"The curse of the Jagged King—this is the scourge brought by magic, and it is the wrong path that mages have stepped into."

Thales continued to look at him in amazement.

That's right, if this guy is from the Age of Empires, from before the End War, then he must know magic, and mages...

But before he opened his mouth to ask, the silver shadow man spoke again.

"Because of this curse, this mistake," the silver shadow man turned to the dark cave, and said in a deep voice: "Many dead, no matter who they were or where they belonged, their souls were locked up before going to Hell River. Die here - the black path, unable to enter the cycle of rebirth."

"If life is a bunch of long ropes, then they will live in a dead knot, neither advancing nor retreating. They are the most pitiful existence."

Thales couldn't help but tremble when he thought of the brightly colored dead male soul, and his strange face sneering at him.

"So, they... didn't die?"

The silver shadow man shook his head and denied: "Death is not terrible. What is really terrible is that you cannot move on after death."

"How to say?"

"Death is the double dissipation of body and soul." The man in the silver light gently raised his palm, and the silver light transformed into a human figure on his hand, signaling the separation of soul and body for Thales: "And These dead souls...they have lost their body, and without a body, they have no carrier to carry perception and memory."

"But because of the curse, they left souls that should have been powerless to survive alone."

The words of the Silver Shadow Man became more dignified, and the echoes became louder and louder: "This means that in the long time, these ghosts who should have disappeared but remained inexplicably could neither create new memories nor keep forgetting old memories. , it is difficult to distinguish the self from the other, the past from the present.”

"To them, the past is illusory, the future meaningless, and they don't know where they came from or where they're going."

He bite the words one by one:

"They are no longer what they used to be, but have become something else, other monsters."

The silver shadow man stopped explaining and looked straight at Thales, as if pointing at him to respond positively.

Thales stared in disbelief, trying hard to digest the knowledge of these gods and ghosts.

But……

please.

This, this is not scientific...

"It doesn't seem very good," Thales bit the bullet, resisting the questioning of details and the complaints about the silver shadow man's brain:

"So, uh, this curse, these dead souls... will last forever like this? It won't be because the battery is exhausted or something..."

The silver shadow man interrupted him with a soft hum.

"This is the worse part," the man said calmly but earnestly: "These dead souls are stuck between life and death, one side is connected to the living, and the other side is connected to the dead. Come and influence both sides."

Thinking of the "haunting" incident on the way just now, Thales frowned more and more.

"For example, not long ago, countless deaths occurred on the ground—a new round of loss and despair, a new round of greed and madness, a new round of hatred and persistence, all of which have profoundly affected these people in the Black Path. Dead souls." The silver shadow man put away his palms and said silently.

Thales paused in doubt, then raised his brows.

What?

"Countless deaths?"

The young man asked confusedly: "I don't understand, here... this is the inside of Sky Cliff, the underground rock formation of Dragon Clouds City."

Thales shook his head: "What are the 'countless' on the ground..."

But he was startled for a moment, and he stopped the words that were about to blurt out.

A neighborhood full of ruins floated before Thales' eyes, and the faces of Griveaux and Kurtz flashed past.

He remembered something, and his eyes widened in shock.

No way?

That means……

"Wait, 'a while ago'? I think I get it..."

With a dazed and shocked expression on Thales' face, he subconsciously said softly: "Six years ago, disaster befell Dragon Clouds City..."

"The Shield Zone is destroyed, where...yes, countless...deaths."

He finished the sentence abruptly.

Following his words, Thales noticed that the light on the silver shadow man flickered rapidly.

The surroundings were still dim, and because of the flickering silver light, the cave suddenly looked a lot weirder.

After a long time, Yinying finally spoke again.

"Is it."

The silver shadow man's light was a bit dim, which seemed to indicate his mood:

"This kind of thing has happened before—wars, famines, plagues, disasters, and the pain of the living inject new nutrients into the souls of the dead, not only keeping them from dissipating, but also able to grow themselves in the boundless darkness and become the ultimate The pitiful and most hateful deformed form continues to wander in this cage."

"At the same time, the terrible curse has also been strengthened, and the cycle continues, binding the dead souls more closely, unable to extricate themselves, and even interdependent, until now," the man shook his head lightly:

"It's hard to move forward, impossible to escape, impossible to surpass."

Thales leaned heavily on the rock wall behind him and sighed long.

"It affects both life and death, and it can last forever..."

"It does sound bad."

The silver shadow man folded his arms in a very humane way, and leaned against the rock wall as skillfully as he did.

This action made him look a lot more friendly - he was no longer that condescending, unreasonable ghost.

"Thousands of years, in the face of the curse of the Jagged King, around this mistake, the three magic towers have worked hard, and countless mages have followed one after another."

Thales immediately pricked up his ears when he heard the familiar term.

The silver shadow man seemed to be sighing, he shook his silver head lightly, and his pitch-black facial features moved slightly: "But every time, they try to research and reveal the secret, make up for it and correct it, but they just push this already terrible mistake to a new level. More serious abysses, brewing more terrible consequences."

His voice sank to the bottom:

"And even bring about the end of the world."

Thales was taken aback when he heard that.

Facing this weird silver shadow man, he shook his head decisively: "The end of the world? I don't understand."

"Is... so serious?"

The silver shadow man snorted coldly.

He slowly turned to the boy, his dark eyes seemed to gather unspeakable power, which made Thales' heart sink.

"You're too young, Canxing."

"You never knew," the silver shadow man said indifferently, "You were neither informed nor aware of it."

"You are not ready to face your mission."

Thales frowned: "What?"

The voice of the silver shadow man raised lightly, causing visible ripples in the light, as if he was chuckling.

But the next moment, he sank down the loosened black facial features.

On the man's body, the silver light gathered again and instantly brightened!

The silver shadow man left the rock wall, lowered his arms, and silently looked at a corner of the cave.

"What's wrong?" Thales, who felt something was wrong, quickly stood up and asked vigilantly.

Silver Shadow Man is very brief:

"Here they come."

Just one sentence made Thales' nerves tense up.

Following the words of the silver shadow man, a vague chill hit Thales' back.

He raised his head nervously, looked around the rock walls around him, and soon realized something was wrong.

A burst of black mist visible to the naked eye seeps out from the surrounding rock walls, contaminating the narrow cave, and every time the black mist seeps out, the area illuminated by the silver shadow man's light becomes smaller.

Like a worm that devours light.

Thales' scalp tingled as he watched the black mist grow more and more, and subconsciously flinched back.

He had seen this mist before.

Just now.

"This is the entity of the curse." The silver shadow man reminded him coldly:

"Don't touch them."

Thales frowned: "Ah... a good idea."

Soon, dry and rotting faces, and arms of strange colors protruded from the rock wall, from the place where the black mist was densest.

Thales gritted his teeth: As the light weakened, he couldn't see the dead souls in the distance clearly, but the young man no longer dared to activate the sin of Hell River, for fear of causing another round of disaster.

"But you just, didn't you drive them all away?" He wisely moved a little closer to the silver figure, even though the latter almost killed him just now.

The silver shadow man clenched his fists, and the light became stronger.

"For thousands of years, the terrible curse has caused countless terrible undead to gather here," the silver shadow man's tone was serious, but without too many fluctuations, as if it was commonplace:

"Most of them withered with history, but there are still a few that have escaped the catastrophe of time and retained a lot of sanity, which is very special."

"Powerful, terrifying, difficult."

"Yes, they can even fight against me."

The silver shadow man turned his head abruptly and looked into the deepest corner:

"Like this."

Following the "eyes" of the silver shadow man, Thales looked towards that corner, and his face turned pale.

A face appeared on the rock face.

is it.

it again.

It opened its withered lips again, its rust-colored teeth chattering, and emerged from the rock wall.

It is still the ancient armor, the complicated braids, the protruding pale eyes, and the body that is clearly in the dark but still brightly colored.

It was the first ghost to appear.

The most special dead soul.

Too……

Thales secretly said: It is also the murderer who killed Kezi.

Compared with other similar people who only dared to climb the rock wall and didn't dare to get too close to the silver light, this special dead soul exuded endless cursed black mist, completely escaped from the rock wall, and floated in the air.

Floating toward the center of the silver light.

Thales' nerves tightened!

The dead soul raised his head, his pale eyes glowed with faint green light, and looked at them.

Thales bit his lower lip tightly and grabbed the dagger at his waist.

Though he doesn't know if it works.

However, this time, this special soul looked at the silver shadow man.

The ancient imperial language that has become familiar from unfamiliar, with a deep and melancholy charm, resounded in Thales' ears:

Northerners...

Thales looked curiously at the silver shadow man beside him, and resumed his guess about his identity.

The dead soul's withered facial muscles trembled slightly, and he shook his head. This humanized movement seemed to be recalling it.

The silver shadow man shook his head, the silver light on his body was focused, and the area that could be illuminated narrowed a lot, but it was even more dazzling.

A few strands of black mist that was approaching here were dispelled.

"General Linka."

The man in the silver light has a relaxed attitude, but he speaks the ancient imperial language proficiently: "You were a great warrior, a powerful opponent, and a brutal executioner."

"But at that time, you were at least human."

"And now, the curse has affected most of your sanity," the silver shadow man snorted coldly, "You are no longer yourself."

"sad."

Thales opened his eyes wide, looking at the clear-colored dead soul, and then at the silver shadow man.

Between them...

The ghost named General Linka opened its terrifying teeth and let out a low growl.

The ghost's cold laughter came, and the black mist lingered around his armor, but it did not cover the colors and decorations on it at all.

It was getting darker and darker.

Like an inner room about to turn off its lights.

The silver shadow man snorted softly, but did not speak.

Passionate god?

attenuation?

In the dim vision, Thales took a look at the miserable appearance of the dead soul, and couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

He glanced at the silver shadow man again, and prayed silently in his heart—no matter what the latter is, whether it is a god or a demon, I hope this silver sadist is still strong.

The ancient imperial language of the souls of the dead continued to sound:

There is an unspeakable light in the white eyes of the dead soul:

As if in response, the other dead souls around opened their mouths one after another, letting out cold roars one after another.

The sound echoed in the cave, together with the weird black mist and increasingly dim light, it made Thales feel shuddering.

"Your greatest sorrow, Your Excellency General," the silver shadow man turned his head and moved his wrist joints made of silver light, looking like a hooligan who is about to join the fight: "I often forget that I have long since died."

Thales had a feeling: if it weren't for the silver light on his body that showed the extraordinaryness of this person, the silver shadow man would be no different from ordinary people at all.

Thales coughed and tried to join the conversation in ancient imperial language: "You...know each other?"

"certainly."

"In the end, the commander of the Fourteenth Legion of the Empire," the man's dark mouth slowly widened, as if sneering: "Kain Kumul Linka."

"Known as the 'Snow Butcher'."

Thales looked at the dead soul opposite him in disbelief, staring at his terrifying face.

Finally... Empire?

So this general, Kai, should have been dead for... how many years?

"I remember his name, his title, his deeds,"

The silver shadow man looked at the dead soul in mid-air from a distance, and said solemnly: "It's better than me remembering my past."

Revenant—Cairn Kamul opened his frightening dry lips, and laughed coldly in the cursed black mist.

The silver shadow man watched the other party coldly, standing still and not saying a word.

At the same time, with endless hatred and resentment, countless dead souls on the rock wall spoke one after another, and they all let out deafening and cold howls:

Thales tensed up all over, and subconsciously wanted to cover his ears!

And the silver shadow man stood upright in place without fear, and even took a step forward to block Thales' figure.

The black mist around Kane Kemuel's body suddenly increased, covering countless silver lights, and covering the entire cave.

In the next second, with an endless black mist, the withered and rotten face of Kane Kamul, the imperial general who has passed away for many years, has come before their eyes in an instant!

Thales was taken aback!

His eyes suddenly darkened.

The roaring Revenant General charged at the Silver Shadow Man aggressively.

Immediately, the boy's eyes became darker and darker, until he could no longer see his surroundings clearly.

In the dark cave, the miserable howls of the dead souls could be heard vividly, and Thales couldn't help feeling panicked.

Among them, the repeated low-pitched growls of the imperial generals made people shudder:

The next moment, the black mist completely covered the silver shadow man.

Not an inch is leaked, nothing is left.

The last ray of light finally disappeared from Thales' vision.

Only darkness remains.

And the General's whisper: