Kingdom’s Bloodline

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Listening to the other party's words, Thales froze for a moment.

"get ready."

The stranger came to Thales and slowly stretched out his right hand.

Thales took a step back subconsciously, but finally stopped, gritted his teeth and stood still.

I can't be afraid.

I must……

must……

The dense fog in the critical area is getting thinner and thinner, sweeping away the darkness before.

The stranger's hand touched Thales' face, and there was a cold touch.

"careful."

"Even if you feel like you've got it under control..."

Thales stared at him blankly, and first experienced weightlessness.

It's like the ground suddenly disappears.

Then, he felt again: he began to fall.

coming.

Thales suppressed his tension, controlled his slightly trembling limbs, and said silently.

"Even if you think you're doing the right thing..."

"Even if you think that the power of a magician is in your hands, it will be the sword of justice..."

The stranger still stood mysteriously still in front of him, stroking his face, motionless.

As if there is no entity.

And the surrounding light began to flow, and the scene changed from a vaguely blurred picture to a rapidly changing out-of-focus scene.

"It still can't be taken lightly."

"Sometimes the means you resort to for a noble end can unknowingly turn your back on you."

The words of strangers seem to contain endless meaning,

The shimmering mysterious eyes are like a lonely lamp on the night road, and they are the only thing Thales can see in this world:

"For example, debate is to clarify the truth, but too many people are immersed in the pleasure of vanity in victory and defeat; for example, violence is to maintain survival, but too many people are also lost in pure violent impulse."

The feeling of falling is getting stronger and stronger, and the surrounding pictures are getting more and more blurred, as if the color and shape have lost their meaning.

The stranger's words paused lightly:

"Like magic, magic is for..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be a little bit speechless.

Looking at him like this, Thales felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

"I know." The prince replied reassuringly.

The stranger snorted softly and shook his head as if he didn't care.

"you know?"

He withdrew his palm, raised his finger, and lightly tapped Thales' forehead.

Just listen to the stranger say plainly:

"You think you know."

Silver streamers flickered from the prince's forehead, as if echoing the stranger's fingers.

Thales just stared at him blankly.

The stranger spit out the next words softly, and every word seemed to have a deep feeling between the lines, which caused Thales to think endlessly.

"As the hero thinks, he has never and never compromised with evil."

"Just like Mingzhu thought that with wisdom and power, mistakes can be corrected."

"It's like a strong man thinks that he is the master of power and the messenger of weapons."

"It's like a famous general thinks that as long as he keeps winning, he can bring peace."

"It's like the mages think that as long as knowledge increases and skills improve, all problems in the world can be solved by laws."

“It’s like changers who think that as long as they have noble intentions, great goals, and selfless actions, they can and will make the world a better place.”

Thales was stunned.

Hero... Ming Lord... Strong... Famous general... Mage... Transformer...

Thales tried his best to stare at the other party, trying to see something from the stranger's blurred face, but ended in failure.

They fell faster and faster.

The stranger stopped his words, and the mysterious gleam in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Remember, boy," he said with a rare emotion:

"Be true to yourself."

"Don't let them infect you, occupy you, and capture you easily," he said slowly, like a wise man who has witnessed the vicissitudes of life and the impermanence of the world:

"Even if they sound reasonable, plausible."

The radiance around the two of them flickered for a while, and all the light was taken off.

It was as if they had entered a tunnel in the belly of the mountain, gloomy and dim.

Finally, Thales, whose thoughts were hard to calm down, could no longer bear the thoughts in his heart, and blurted out impulsively:

"who are you?"

This "person" who suddenly appeared in the borderline.

This... a magician.

He was Ashida's guide, and he called the Twin Emperors "girls" and could deceive them.

He is so powerful that he can come and go freely at the critical point, he knows the silver shadow man under Longxiao City, he doesn't seem to belong to any faction...

The stranger was silent for a moment.

Immediately, as he fell more rapidly, he sighed and said:

"I am Thorosmere."

Thales was stunned.

Where had he heard the name.

That is……

The mysterious man named Thoros continued: "The glory and shame of the magic tower, the savior and disaster of the empire, the truth and the end of the world..."

"I am lucky, but also sinful."

There was an inescapable sadness in his words.

Thales also felt the unspeakable heaviness.

Glory and disgrace, savior and disaster, truth and end, luck and sin...

Just listen to Toros whispered:

"I am your earliest predecessor."

"Worst role model."

He lightly pressed his index finger on Thales' forehead and pushed it forward.

"And... the worst possible future."

In the next moment, Thales' eyes dimmed and his breathing stagnated in the re-emerged light and rising heat.

He knew that he was off the edge.

Then sank into the deep and endless sea.

Gone forever.

here we go again.

In the flashing pictures, he happily stretches out his hands, no, they are tentacles of thought, touching everything.

A thin body is no longer enough here.

He felt the sense of omniscience, sense of accomplishment, and satisfaction coming again.

The emptiness and tranquility of the sky thousands of miles high, the vastness and loneliness of the extreme snow-capped peaks, the boundless heart of the vast grassland, the numbness and silence of the vast desert, the hidden currents of the deep seabed, the epic splendor of the ancient city, and...

He slowly raised his gaze, feeling the flicker in the distance.

It is the faint mystery of the endless stars above the sky.

He took a breath, feeling everything.

The whole world.

All in front of my eyes.

show me.

Um, world?

When you think of the world, what is the first thing that comes to mind?

A pleasant and annoying male voice sounded in a trance.

here we go again.

He shook his mind, threw out the boring words, and continued to feel the miraculous state at this moment.

Of course, this is far from enough...

He needs more, needs to reach the highest place in his dream...

So he started to rise like ever.

And this time.

Nothing can stop him...

Touch the ultimate step.

With a thought, he raised his head slightly.

ah.

He sighed contentedly.

Yes, still the dark and silent void.

It appeared in front of him again.

He could see clearly that what was shown to him in the void was still the mysterious gray mist, which flowed far away, surging towards him in the endless white light.

As if the gray fog was conscious, it opened its arms towards him.

Like the most formal invitation.

call.

He continued to ascend, feeling more and more wonderful omnipotence and omniscience, while watching the gray fog that continued to spread towards him, he understood clearly.

That is calling.

In that gray mist, there was something... calling him, longing for his arrival.

"Come……"

In a trance, he even felt a faint call coming from the mist.

"Together……"

yes.

A familiar longing and compulsion played out.

He felt it: in that gray fog, there was what he wanted most, the kindest, and the closest thing.

come.

He rose faster and faster, getting closer and closer to the weird dark void, and also closer to the endlessly flowing gray fog stained with white light.

come!

He could hardly contain himself from growling.

Come on, let me go into that void...

Encountering that gray fog...

Only in this way.

Only in this way……

I can be more perfect.

To truly own the world.

world?

His rising momentum suddenly stopped.

world? Probably all of them are people, Ashida, in your era, when the empire and the magic tower were still there... What was the world like? The echoes of the past came like whispers.

Ahhhhh!

It's that damned drake voice again!

No!

go away...

Get out!

If you ask me, the difference is not that big, right? After all, for us, the world is just a small piece of cognition... probably the place we are in, and all the people we know, and what they say and see , The world around us... We think we see the world, but in fact, what we see is only our own retina.

He no longer rises.

no no no!

He growled in pain, and his head began to hurt.

This again!

Drake voice!

It's it again! preventing him from continuing...

He swears that when he rises to the top, when he reaches perfection, when he is omniscient and omnipotent...

He must tear the owner of the male duck voice to pieces! crush! Burst!

smash him into the tiniest and most insignificant mote...

To let this tiny existence that stands in the way of his great progress...

To bear the most terrible, painful and unimaginable ultimate punishment in the world!

Even if the world is to be destroyed, even if it means his own demise, even if the end of all things is imminent, he will have to pay the heaviest and most unbearable price for that male duck voice that cannot be redeemed!

Ahhh!

Are you gone, Ashida? get out of class has ended? Ashida? gentlemen? Ashida little... cough cough, little, puppy dog? Little stupid?

Huh, it seems that he really left, and the fuck is like this again... Why don't you change your name, call it Bruce Wayne and forget it...

Hum, what is the world? You may not know...but in those strange memories, what I used to do was to look at the world from another angle...to discover problems that we have never discovered, to doubt those principles that are correct by default, to To break the external shackles of being in it without knowing it...

It's not easy, as Plato said, once you get out of the cave and see the sun... huh, huh...

We used to be laughing, laughing at the second disease in anime... But sometimes, when you observe the world again and again from an angle that other people don't perceive, you will find...

Maybe, maybe it's really not me who is wrong...

but this world.

Right... Huh, old horse, what do you think?

His head hurt more and more.

Na ah ah ah!

Damn, don't, you get the fuck out of my way!

I need it……

I need that void, that gray mist...

I need to go up!

I need to have!

I need this world!

In the next moment, Thales woke up painfully like a person recovering from drowning!

"boom!"

There was a strange and loud thunderclap.

Ahhh!

how……

Thales panted heavily, looking around...

He was confused for a few seconds, when he felt as if he had forgotten something

I suddenly felt like I was falling instantly!

Then it braked suddenly and stopped without warning!

Almost knocked him dizzy.

But it's not over yet...

He seemed to be caught by a gust of wind, he was thrown upwards, and rose again!

how……

"Bang! Boom!"

The moment he climbed back to the top, Thales tried his best to open his eyes, and then his whole body was shocked!

He found that what appeared in front of his eyes was a storm visible to the naked eye.

storm!

"Wow..."

The next moment, he was blown obliquely by a gust of wind and fell down!

The feeling just now was that he was uncontrollably ups and downs in this fantastic and terrifying endless storm!

what are you doing

"Boom!"

The wind here has colors.

They scraped dark, black ink in the air, like smooth blades made of ink. Thousands of ink blades sometimes scattered and splashed, and sometimes gathered into huge waves, sweeping like a tornado, pulling the panic-stricken Thales to roll back and forth!

It's like...flying a kite.

The same dark lightning flashed from time to time in the lightless sky, accompanied by a huge thunder that almost burst the eardrums.

"boom!"

Every thunder made the jet-black storm even crazier!

Thales was in the middle of the air, not sure if it was real or not, and he was suffering from the sharp pain of the wind knife, feeling the panic of weightlessness...

bad, bad...

Thales trembled, trying to grasp a piece of ink, but found in panic that he had no body!

What the hell is here...

"Boom!"

He waved his imaginary hands, but couldn't grasp the point of strength at all.

His sight fluttered with the storm, and he turned wantonly. If he was still a person, his whole body was pulled back and forth by the storm in the air, without stopping!

All he could see was an ominous jet black.

What I heard in my ears were all terrible thunder and flashes.

The danger is even worse than a lonely boat in the sea.

"Boom!"

Damn it!

He was thrown upside down by another storm.

Thales felt like he was going to be out of breath.

But he didn't see the ground, nor did he see the sky, he could only feel the boundless, ruthless and cold black storm at the upper and lower ends, left and right, front and back!

"Boom"

He tried to shout, but there was no response, not even his own echo.

This is a scene he has never encountered since the first time he lost control, and even after knocking on the door for the first time!

This is... the truth about out-of-control mana?

The magical... sea?

he thought tremblingly.

When you wander in the sea of ​​mana, you feel the threshold rise and fall all the time, and it is far more than your body that is affected...Toros' words rang in your ears.

"boom!"

Crazy, terrifying, violent, unrestrained, endless, and uncontrolled storms constantly tormented Thales' senses.

Compared with the wonderful feeling at first...he really didn't want to stay here any longer.

And as this thought arose, Thales only felt a cloud of smoke in front of him.

He seemed to be in a state of drunkenness in an instant, and felt that miraculous state of omniscience and omnipotence...

ah……

amazing...

I saw the world again...

And I want more...

Thinking of this, Thales smiled subconsciously.

No!

But the next moment, Thales shook his head desperately, trying his best to wake himself up!

"Boom!"

A booby trap strikes!

The illusion in front of him dimmed, and he was sober for a short time, returning to the dark and terrifying storm again.

Go with the waves.

Should... die!

The torture of eyes, ears and perception made him try his best to gather the remaining willpower.

He knew that Ashida's classroom training allowed him to temporarily get rid of the psychedelic state and avoid continuing to raise the threshold, but obviously, his current state is far from the "thing" stage mentioned by Thoros!

cannot!

He cannot get lost there, lost in desires and impulses, as the mysterious Tolos said!

He has to step over!

ah ah! Hold!

Thales roared in his heart, concentrating, trying not to think about the illusion just now.

"Boom, boom!"

The black storm roared again, pulling him back into the terrifying mid-air.

Don't think, don't think, don't think!

Thales tried his best to get rid of those comfortable and beautiful illusions, the feeling of power to feel everything...

However, the more he wanted to get rid of it, the more he couldn't help thinking of that feeling.

The harder you try not to think about it, the more you can't help but think about it.

Thinking of the thrill of raising the threshold, the excitement of being about to knock on the door...

Thinking of the original state of wanting to enter the dark void, the desire to touch the gray mist...

That kind of omniscience, that kind of omnipotence, that kind of sense of grandeur that he is the whole world, everything, everything, and the majestic truth! At that time, he can go straight to the damn without restraint, without restriction, without dissonance!

Thales, who was in the ups and downs of the storm, shook his thoughts desperately, scolding and struggling to come up with this tempting idea.

No no no no!

Don't even think about it!

keep sane...keep...self...

At this moment, his brain seemed to be split in two.

Half in the perfect world like a fairyland, feeling the satisfaction and beauty of that ability, feeling the truth and secrets of the world, infinitely longing to fuck! here we go again!

The other half of the brain, in the terrifying and tyrannical black storm, endured the pain that seemed to be torn apart, flipping back and forth, wandering!

etc!

This is no way, can't go on like this!

"crash"

A gust of wind, accompanied by the hissing in the black storm, threw him into the air again!

By the way, the solution!

When Thales felt that he was about to lose his hold, he somehow remembered what Toros had said.

Magic can make an appointment.

Be yourself.

The previous phantoms and storms occupied his body and mind, leaving him no time to recall. When it was time to recall, he found that he had lost too much memory in the out-of-control state.

self.

quick……

Thales touched the memory that seemed to be fading, thinking vaguely.

Anchor!

Yes, find the anchor...

Anchor, pointing to self...

pull me back...

Get out of this damn, terrible storm.

From this false, seductive, comfortable, cozy, hopeful, infinitely wonderful threshold-raising dream... Ah, knock on the door, for it, he can give up everything, just to fall into its embrace, and then become the supreme Nima! again?

roll!

I can't even control my own thoughts!

Thales felt like a depressed writer who came home exhausted after a long day of work, out of breath, and struggled to get up to type...

Strong self-supporting spirit, but as long as you are not careful, you will fall into a sweet dreamland, gone forever...

Waking up the next day with a blank screen...

"Boom!"

Thales, who was cursing everything in his heart, was once again blown by a sharp cyclone, making six somersaults in a row.

When he was dizzy, he was scratched by three ink blades and suffered unbearable pain.

hateful!

Anchors too!

Thales struggled, trying to search for the damaged memory again, trying to find the answer...

Really, the preparations were complete before, but when things came to an end, I realized that the preparations made before were useless at all!

Worse than a dissertation defense!

The anchor I set, the self I understand... what is it!

at this moment.

Have you ever wondered what you really are?

There was another hallucination in front of his eyes.

But not the same as before.

This time, what appeared in front of Thales was a majestic palace.

In the north, in a certain room in a snowy palace...

An elegant young man faced another pale boy, pressing every step of the way, his slender fingers slowly raised up, as if pointing directly at the boy's heart:

When you are stripped of all the definitions given by others and all the situations in which you exist, what is left of you?

Ripples appear in the scene, like water waves dissipating.

Thales was stunned.

Definitions made by others...

The situation in which to exist...

anchor point...

Anchor!

"Boom"

In the boundless storm and thunder, he slowly recalled the conversation with Thoros just now.

"So, to anchor yourself, what you really need is to remove all external labels..."

"Get rid of what you say, what is confused by others."

Thales was in a daze.

What is "a thing confused by others"?

What is "something not to be confused with others"?

What is... the real anchor to the self?

"Clatter bang! Boom!" Thunder and lightning flashed around him, never stopping.

He was confused and puzzled.

It seems that I have forgotten that I am still tossing and tossing back and forth in the terrible storm, and I am suffering.

Anchor to the self and be realistic.

Is it his unique... magic power?

Is it the crime of Hell River?

Is it the jc dagger that saved him from danger several times?

Or his so-called kingdom blood?

Or... his so-called wisdom?

"Boom!"

No, neither.

He felt that the direction of these anchor points was wrong.

That which is not to be confused with the other...

Or should the anchor be more focused, focused, and brief?

Like himself.

Like Thales?

Bright star?

second prince?

Magician?

Or did he pause Wu Qiren when he thought of the name?

Simply... a time traveler?

"Bang! Hush!" The storm was still there, and he was blown away again like a weed in the rain.

No, no, the anchor point is also not these...things that cannot be confused with others...to be a little more abstract.

So the anchor is his will? The spirit of never admitting defeat in this world?

Is it the memory and knowledge he obtained from another life?

Is it everything I have perceived and known since I was born?

Kind of close, but, really?

anchor point...

Can the anchor really point from these things to the... self that he and Thoros have said so much about?

That which is not to be confused with the other...

at this moment.

"Crackling!"

An unprecedented burst of thunder, accompanied by another bunch of weird black lightning, fell straight on Thales' body!

He was so shocked that he was rolling in the air like a broken sack!

excruciating pain.

Even the consciousness trembled.

But at that moment, Thales suddenly saw it.

his answer.