Kingdom’s Bloodline

Thales still remembered his first meeting with the Meteorite.

The prince six years ago saw Nikolai's appearance clearly in the senses of hell: a silver human figure emitting needle-like rays of light, the power of ending flickered in the man's body, pulling the opponent's castration and direction at any time , bringing erratic movements and figures.

At that time, even if Thales wanted to break his head by taking advantage of the sin of Hell River, even if he took into account all the changes in the speed, trajectory and direction of the opponent, he still found sadly that he was weak and could not escape Nikolai's attack even if the opponent was unarmed. .

And now, six years later...

"boom!"

Nikolai's heavy punch hit Thales' shield in an instant.

Thales swayed under the heavy bang!

But he gritted his teeth, stepped on his hind legs, and withstood the blow.

In the senses of hell, the silver human figure in front of Thales flickered.

The prince tensed up immediately.

As expected, the left fist of the second wave of attacking meteorites hit the front without any pause!

Thales was about to retreat as usual.

But at that moment, Wyatt's words while training in the courtyard passed by his ears:

Your Highness, you can’t always retreat or resist: In the Palace of Heroes, Karabyan and I fought against that big guy like this. We were too afraid of the attack of the Rising Sun Saber, and we kept avoiding the battle, but in the end we failed. Defense is not giving up, but for going down Prepare for an attack.

Huni Kolai's fist made a frightening noise!

Thales took a deep breath.

The next moment, he met the opponent's fist with a dignified expression, took a step forward, and attacked with the side attack in the Northern Army's sword technique!

The sword's edge forced Nikolai's offensive to stall.

But the Meteor's response was beyond his imagination: while the opponent was avoiding the sword edge, he also changed his left hand and slashed his right wrist holding the sword!

With the help of hell's senses, Thales watched the movement of this extreme master, and admired in his heart: Sure enough, the defense is not just retreating.

For example, Nicolai, every time he defends, there is an aggressive next step. Even if he is retreating and dodging, the opponent never thinks of avoiding damage, but causing damage.

Thinking of this, Thales gritted his teeth and moved forward again, pushed out the shield, and slammed into the opponent's left arm!

The third set of defensive and counterattack styles used by the Northern Army.

Swinging out the shield is called defense, but it is for the next counterattack!

"boom!"

Under the collision, the muffled sound spread again.

His left hand was slightly numb, and his whole body was shaking, but Thales roared, trying to strike back with his sword!

But Nikolai's movements were faster and weirder than expected.

I saw his left arm resting on the shield, but his whole body rushed forward without stopping. According to the center of the shield, it was a powerful knee bump!

"boom!"

Thales just felt suffocated!

The next second, he groaned in pain and fell two meters away with his shield on.

"Very good." Nicolai, who was unarmed, kept his expression unchanged. He squeezed the knuckles of his hands and frowned imperceptibly.

"It's your best performance in so many training sessions."

The Meteorite approached slowly, showing a malicious smile: "At least I have some awareness of fighting. It is no longer a blind man wielding a sword and a coward raising a shield."

Thales got up with difficulty, shook his numb left hand, picked up the shield again, and said with a wry smile, "It's your ending power that suddenly changes direction..."

"Again?"

The meteorite shook his head, as if he didn't want to waste time:

"It's over soon, I still want to have lunch."

Thales took a deep breath, held back the pain, and opened the "response to the enemy" again.

Northland military swordsmanship.

He suddenly remembered what Gilbert told him when he was just learning swordsmanship: This swordsmanship was born to fight...horrible opponents far beyond human beings...huge disadvantage...desperate battle...mortal resistance ...a suicide charge...

He looked at Nikolai, who was getting closer and closer, and sighed inwardly: A...horrible opponent far surpassing human beings?

No,

More than that.

The back of another mysterious man appeared in Thales' mind: How did humans defeat the ancient orcs under absolute disadvantage? How did you win the final battle?

The real strong... seek hope in desperation, win reversal in loss, sublimate adversity into victory, turn accidents and accidents into their own help...

…Seize all useful and useless factors, hold every possible bargaining chip tightly, and make the most critical one, thus changing the entire battle...

Thales took two deep breaths, and tried his best to shake his dizzy head.

My chips, my chances of winning...

There is.

only……

Only one time.

The next second, Thales roared and rushed towards the opponent again!

Stab out the long sword!

Nicolai knew him all too well.

Every time he trained outdoors, the Meteorite would use various methods to knock him down with a smile that he could do nothing with ease.

Every time there was a sudden inspection, the meteorites relied on their own skills to play with him in the applause.

Every time he tried and provoked, the meteorite was fully prepared to test the level of his followers.

so……

Thales' pupils shrank.

So this is the biggest weakness of the Meteorites!

He is too "familiar" with himself.

"come!"

Thales' face was distorted, and he clenched his teeth, roaring in his mouth and calling out in his heart.

Come, my companion.

The crime of prison river!

Familiar fluctuations surged, and after six years of experience, it instantly spread throughout the body in a faster, more stable, and smoother way.

"here we go again?"

Looking at Thales rushing forward, Nicolai sneered again and again: "Same way, same ending."

The meteorite stepped hard and rushed towards Thales.

He easily dodged Thales' thrust and punched the prince in the face!

Fist wind whistled.

And Thales was trembling all over, and swung his shield again to counterattack.

Throw your opponent's fist.

But this time, it's different.

This time, I need strength.

strength!

The boy thought coldly.

The crime of prison river surged into his arms "excitedly".

Shield and Iron Fist collide again!

"boom!"

Nicolai's sneer remained: "As I said, the little prince..."

But after only one tenth of a second, his laughter stopped abruptly.

Because an unprecedented force is coming from the opposite shield!

Shake his fists and body.

Nicolai's complexion changed dramatically!

Why did Nicolai look at the roaring prince in shock, he was forced to retreat under the huge force, stepped on one more step, and what happened to stabilize his figure?

This kind of strength...

Nikolai pressed the shield in shock, and instantly counterattacked with his left elbow!

But before he could figure it out, Thales roared again: "Meteorite!"

I need to react.

reaction!

The crime of Hell River happily flooded his eyes, brain and swordsman, forming a back-and-forth connection.

At this moment, the roaring Thales seemed to have predicted the opponent's movement. The moment the meteorite moved, the sword edge suddenly came, pointing at Nicolai's castration!

Nikolai was startled again, according to this momentum, the opponent would pierce his left lung.

This prince who can't fight at all...how did he respond so quickly?

But the experienced and highly skilled Meteorite responded in a short moment: At the cost of giving up the attack, he turned around quickly and passed the sword.

But his opponents didn't think so.

at last.

Thales thought coldly:

I need speed.

speed!

Deadly speed!

In a single thought, the remaining crimes of Hell River roared and flocked to Thales' arm muscles like a ferocious beast out of the cage.

Burn a terrible flame inside, burning with explosive power.

"Ahhhh!"

Thales' roar remained unstoppable, as if he was going to use up all his energy here.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, his sword edge brought a piercing wind.

Suddenly flashed in the meteorite's field of vision.

It seems to have disappeared.

At that moment, Nikolai, who was already shocked, suddenly felt his hair stand on end!

A long-lost chill hit my heart.

That is the sense of crisis that can only be had in front of a strong enemy and on the battlefield.

There was a sudden chill on his left chest.

Oops.

Oops!

The next moment, Nicolai gritted his teeth with difficulty, frantically urged his finishing power, restrained his dodging momentum, and turned to the other side of the sword!

No!

next second.

"laugh!"

There was the sound of the sword cutting through flesh and blood.

"thump!"

It was the muffled sound of a human body rolling to the ground.

After the two sounds, Thales thrust his sword into the ground fiercely, trying his best to maintain his balance.

He withdraws from the sinful state of Hell, including the senses of Hell.

"Hahahaha"

Holding on to the shield, the young man put most of his weight on it, gasping for breath, trying to get rid of the muscle soreness and dizziness after the crime of prison river faded away.

At the critical moment, Nicolai's figure turned around strangely, raised his head back, and with a sideways roll in embarrassment, dodged the sword pointing directly at the heart.

The trembling Thales gritted his teeth and looked at the other side in pain.

There, the meteorite knelt on the ground on one knee, staring at disbelief, and stretched out his palm dully.

In the next second, a short bloodstain spread from the meteorite's left cheek to his chin, oozing red liquid.

Drop by drop, the blood fell into Nikolai's trembling palm.

The Meteorite seemed completely stunned.

How can it be?

He... that prince who never fights...

Touching the wound on his face, feeling the long-lost pain, the meteorite raised his head in shock and anger.

He stared at the pale and panting Star Prince, trying to understand everything in front of him.

That trash who can't even stand a punch...

why...

why suddenly...

Sudden……

Thales shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the brief dizziness.

Feeling unwilling.

hateful……

hateful!

Even if you try your best...

Still can't... give him...

A few seconds later, the extremely embarrassed Meteor took a few breaths to calm himself down.

"No, this power, this reaction..."

He frowned tightly, with deep suspicion in his eyes: "It's not something you can do at all."

Nicolai's expression was filled with unbelievable surprise:

"That was... the power of the end?"

Thales, who was leaning on the sword, gave him a weak smile.

The teenager now only hopes that the opponent will talk more nonsense.

At any rate, I have to get myself through the sin of the prison river, the short-term aftereffects of overuse, numbness and soreness.

I saw the face of the meteorite was dignified: "But..."

"But when did your awakening end..."

"Ha ha……"

Thales interrupted him with a chuckle.

The prince with numb hands and feet could no longer hold the sword, so he took the initiative to let go of the hilt, shook his hand slightly trembling, and tried his best to put on a look of ease:

"A long time ago."

"Surprise?"

Nicolai stood up slowly, with an increasingly serious expression.

Seeing the opponent get up, Thales' hand on the shield trembled slightly.

"So, your agility when you snatched the books in front of the stable that day, and the strength you showed in the training..." Nicolai stared at him closely, ignoring the blood on his face: "Neither of them accidental?"

"You have the power of termination... You have kept it from us, from the eyes and ears of the entire Heroic Spirit Palace, for so many years?"

Thales let out a chuckle and realized that his numb limbs were regaining consciousness. The six years of exercise were more or less effective. Even if they couldn't improve, at least they had gradually made the body accustomed to the price of the crime of hell.

"Sorry to say that, but."

The prince shook his head, put on the hilt of the sword again: "There are still many things you don't know."

The fright and anger on Nicolai's face slowly turned into pure annoyance: "So, so many outdoor training sessions...you were beaten so embarrassingly, but you never used it once?"

"Power is not for the audience to see," Thales gently shook his normal right hand, wiping the cold sweat off his face: "If it can't be used in the most critical place..."

"Then just hide and confuse your enemies."

Nicolai laughed angrily, and stretched out his hand to wipe his face fiercely.

His pale, bloodstained face began to flush.

"I knew it, little prince, you have always regarded us as enemies since the first day you arrived in Dragon Clouds City."

"You are born with cunning and insidiousness," Star Meteor's eyes almost burst into flames, the pain on his face reminded him of the fact that he was hurt by a weak person, which made this proud man even more annoyed:

"God knows how many things you have kept from us in these six years."

Thales sneered.

"What about you, Meteorite," he took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and drew his long sword from the ground, "For six years, you and Lisban, and even the late King Nunn, have concealed How much truth do I have?"

Nikolai gasped for breath.

Facing the prince's meaningful gaze, he held out his hand firmly behind his back with suppressed anger.

This time it was Thales' turn to change his face!

"I apologize to you." Amidst the sound of metal and leather rubbing, with scars on his face, the Meteorite drew out the weapon behind his back sharply, and his words were full of caution: "It was my fault. It's a fight."

"I underestimated you."

"Thales Canxing, who awakened the power of the end before the age of fourteen."

Thales looked worriedly at the long and narrow saber that reflected the golden color in Nicolai's hand.

The legendary anti-demon weapon that was in the hands of the previous owner, stuck to his neck and threatened his life...

Sun Saber.

How bad.

"you sure?"

Thales bit the bullet and raised the shield: "I heard Wyatt talk about that razor-sharp weapon that cuts everything, right?"

Nicolai started to sneer, but there was a sense of ferocity.

"Don't worry, I won't activate its ability, lest I lose my grip and accidentally cut your head off."

He held up the Rising Sun Saber, pointing the blade straight at Thales, with rare seriousness and solemnity in his eyes: "And didn't I say it?"

"No matter how bad the fight is..."

"I will leave you with that hand."

The next moment, Nikolai's face changed, and his figure left the place in an instant!

The nervous Thales took a deep breath and instantly entered the senses of hell.

In the field of vision, the silver figure flickered with rapid light, attacking him.

Fight again!

But this time, the speed and angle of the Meteorite's attack far exceeded Thales' imagination. The blade soared to his eyes in an instant!

Feeling threatened, the crime of prison river boiled automatically.

Thales, who was nervous, immediately raised his sword to block the meteorite's merciless first vertical slash!

"clang!"

Looking at the golden saber in front of him, Thales felt a chill down his back. He couldn't help but think: If this thing can really fuse everything as Wyatt said, wouldn't he have already...

Without any room for thinking, Nikolai let out a low growl, holding a knife in both hands, and pressed his whole body towards Thales with the blade!

Thales only felt that his hand was heavy, and he was about to lose his balance. His heart tightened, and he subconsciously made a side attack, sliding away from the opponent's slash.

But Nikolai's offensive didn't stop at all. Following the momentum of being slid away, he kicked the ground forward and slammed into him with his right shoulder!

"Boom!"

Thales hummed with difficulty.

At least he hid himself behind the shield before the opponent crashed into his arms, stiffly resisting the enemy's impact.

"Push! Pedal! Pedal!"

The huge momentum hit, the prince held his face, put his elbows against the shield, and took three steps back.

Thanks to the increase in the crime of prison river, he was not knocked down by the experienced opponent's impact.

"A real warrior is formed through licking blood with a knife," Nikolai put half of his body against his shield. This uncomfortable angle made it difficult for Thales to draw a sword, so he could only grit his teeth against the opponent and only listened to the meteor. With an angry voice, the reporter said:

"Status, psychology, experience, strain, body... all are indispensable."

"You who only know how to train on targets are still far behind!"

Following Nicolai's roar, Thales, who was trying his best to wrestle with his opponent, suddenly felt the shield on his elbow lighten!

He couldn't help sliding a step forward.

In the senses of hell, the meteorite appeared on his unsuspecting left side in an instant, elbowed his right hand, and hit his head!

Thales was shocked.

He threw away the shield subconsciously, and the crime of Hell River rushed to his elbow, and stabbed at Nikolai, trying to parry the opponent's fatal blow.

However, the silver thorn in the body of the meteorite flashed again.

Within half a second, the Meteorite, who was attacking to his left, paused abruptly, and his figure turned back in an instant!

Thales was shocked. His left elbow had just been swung out, and the right hand holding the long sword could not be recovered in time.

He didn't have time to get back on defense.

At that second, during the time slowed down by the senses in hell, Thales looked in shock at the opponent who took the initiative and was only short of the final blow.

It was only seven or eight seconds before Nikolai took the initiative to attack.

Even counting the injury on Nikolai's face, it's only the second round

so fast.

Thales sighed in his heart.

Nicolai pulled the corner of his mouth, and his scarred cheeks curled up, showing a smug grin.

That's the difference.

kid.

There is a thin line between the super-level and the extreme.

The victory or defeat is only in an instant.

In the next moment, Nicolai roared and turned the handle of the knife upside down, hitting his opponent's forehead, and Thales, who was unable to defend back.

"boom!"

There was a frightening muffled sound.

The scene quieted down.

But Thales did not fall.

It was Nicolai, who once again looked at the young opponent in front of him in astonishment.

He was about to hit the handle of the knife against the enemy, but before hitting Thales' forehead, he first hit a palm.

It's Thales' left hand.

It was his left hand that he just swung out so hard that he couldn't draw back.

This left hand, at this moment, moved to the prince in an instant like a miracle, and firmly withstood the enemy's blow.

Thales was covered in cold sweat, trembling slightly, and stopped Nicolai firmly.

At that moment, the meteorite seemed unable to believe his eyes.

impossible.

I used the Fold of Fate to give him an excellent blow when he was castrated and unable to return to defense.

It was actually blocked by him...?

But the meteorite didn't hesitate, nor did he think too much.

Kaslan told him: If the first strike can't kill the enemy, then...

"ah!"

Nicolai roared, and the power of finishing was activated again, driving his movements, slashing and slashing as if ignoring inertia!

Thales took a deep breath and watched helplessly as the opponent's blade retreated and moved forward, attacking his defenseless legs in an instant.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing sounded.

Nikolai's blade was perfectly stopped in front of his thigh by the long sword that Thales suddenly appeared.

Nikolai's pupils shrank.

impossible.

impossible!

The Meteor's finishing power surged from his joints, and his movements flickered again!

The blade bent towards Thales' neck again.

"Clang..."

The second sound of metal clashing echoed in the ears of the two.

Thales panted heavily this time, his hands appeared in front of his neck, and he pressed the long sword up and down, blocking Nikolai's throat-sealing blow.

Nikolai stared at him blankly.

His eyes were full of shock.

Even the desire to attack again was forgotten.

this……

"Shua!"

Thales exerted his last strength, forced Nicolai back with a sword, and then fell to his knees with a plop.

The prince couldn't help panting, mixed with painful groans.

But the meteorites were stunned.

"You... just..."

Nicolai blinked, staring blankly at Thales, who had an ugly expression on the ground and was dripping with sweat, as if he was enduring torture.

He opened his mouth lightly, hesitant to speak but stopped, his expression extremely complicated.

Thales was just panting continuously, as if the few blows just now almost killed him.

Finally, the surprised Nicolai spoke up:

"The one you just used to block me..."

He frowned fiercely: "No, what is your final power..."

Thales gradually eased his breathing. Hearing this, he forcefully squeezed out a smile: "Hahaha..."

Nicolai was still staring at him, motionless.

Thales was still kneeling on the ground, with one hand on the ground, and the other tremblingly raised the long sword.

"Oh, you mean... this?"

The prince took a deep breath, and in an instant, his face became even paler!

But the edge of his sword was slashed to the side, and his movements were impressive.

But halfway through the sword's split, it turned strangely, fell instantly, and cut straight into the ground.

"clang!"

Nikolai stared at this scene in a daze.

Thales smiled weakly and said, "Floating around, unpredictable, sudden change of direction?"

"This is..." Meteorite muttered, nailing his eyes to the long sword on the ground.

"Haha, this is a rare extreme master." Thales raised his head feebly, secretly staring nervously at Nicolai with a wonderful expression, and tried his best: "I have used it for six full years, and I have personally demonstrated it to everyone every week." I can see the stunt."

"According to him, this is a rare finishing power in history."

Thales smiled again. No one knew. At this moment, almost all the muscles in the prince's body were rebelling. Pain, soreness, numbness, pain, and cramping, all kinds of feelings came at the same time.

It's indescribable.

The face of the meteorite is getting uglier and uglier.

The prince laughed more and more happily, and continued: "There is only one family in the North."

Enduring the pain, Thales slightly squinted his eyes:

"It's called the Fold of Fate."

At that moment, Nikolai's expression almost melted the coldest ice.

"You should be honored."

Thales smiled lightly again, carefully observing Nicolai who was in a state of turmoil at this moment:

"Because he told me."

"Most of the people who have seen it are dead."