Kingdom’s Bloodline

For a moment, Thales felt that he had returned to six years ago, in the shield area of ​​Dragon Cloud City, in the body of the hydra Kirika, and the scene of his final confrontation with Giza. Mobile terminal

The same calm and rational, isolated from emotion.

The same body feels wonderful, and the mind is ethereal.

There is no silence in the sin of Hell River.

Another kind of power surged up in the dark.

Star Prince stared at the alchemy ball in his hand, feeling the god at this moment.

He could see the internal structure of this alchemy ball: a special energy, wrapped in countless metal discs, was rotating docilely and constantly, like a sleeping animal.

He even knew that as long as he gently pulled out one of the mechanism locks, the gentle energy would transform into raging waves, rushing out, unleashing ferocity, and devouring everything around him.

so clear.

So Easy.

Thales raised his head in satisfaction, his eyes slowly swept across the assassins in front of him.

The young prince strode forward happily.

As far as he could see, and where the alchemy ball was heading, the enemies retreated hastily.

Sackel frowned and watched Thales step forward: "Hey, you..."

"Don't worry," Thales said lightly:

"It will be over soon."

"You are responsible for picking up missing lines."

Sackel's words froze.

Pick up the leak?

What's the meaning?

He scratched his head ignorantly.

New vocabulary for the kingdom these years?

"Stand back, Your Highness!"

The drill was tense and hissed:

"If you try to threaten us with an alchemy ball..."

But Thales chuckled and stuffed the alchemy ball into his arms, then raised his long sword instead.

"Alchemy ball?"

"Do I look like such a tasteless person?"

The brazener was taken aback.

The next second, the prince stretched out his left hand, his face turned cold.

"first……"

Thales's palm was released and retracted, as if fishing back and forth in the air.

"Be careful where you step."

His expression was indifferent, and the assassins in front of him immediately stood ready!

Unexpectedly, nothing happened to the enemies in front of Thales, and the accident happened on the other side.

thump!

With a muffled sound, an assassin holding a chain tightly locked Yoddle's right leg staggered and fell on his back!

"Be careful!" Qianzi's eyes froze, and he kept shouting.

"That mask!"

But it was too late.

The assassins locked on the yordle lost a corner, and the balance was broken.

The masked guards didn't miss this opportunity.

In a second, he saw his right leg vibrate!

The chain that originally bound him bounced like a spirit snake, firmly tied the fallen assassin's neck, and then tightened instantly!

Thales grinned sneerly.

He reached out again, aiming at the chain that held Yordle's right arm.

But the next moment, Thales frowned fiercely, with doubts on his face.

His left hand tightened twice in a row in the air.

But nothing happened.

Jodl was still dealing with the remaining three assassins, and the brat was still stepping back.

it seems...

Thales sighed.

This ability still needs practice.

"Sakel," the prince calmed down, waved his hand in the direction of Yordle, and gripped the long sword again:

"Help him."

Sackel snorted dissatisfied:

"You seem to mean 'picking up leaks'?"

Thales snorted lightly:

"Exactly."

In the next second, Sakel slammed into Yoddle's side like a beast, smashing an assassin with his saber!

"boom!"

Face to face, the assassin who couldn't avoid it clutched his neck and fell under the penalty knight's knife.

The weapon in his hand could only leave a slight scratch on Sackel's saber.

Not to be outdone, Thales ruthlessly charged with his sword!

Rush to the drill.

The situation instantly became chaotic!

"etc!"

Qianzi took a step forward in shock and anger, and strangled Kuaisheng by the throat, making him groan in pain:

"They, your attendants are still in my hands, Your Highness!"

"As long as you let us—"

However,

In the next second, Thales, who was a few steps away, suddenly appeared in front of Qianzi!

It was as if several steps had been taken in an instant.

Shocked the brazener into a cold sweat!

"Ugh—"

Thales didn't change his face, he swung his sword with both hands, drew an arc in the air, and took the heads of the quick rope and the brazener!

The assassin leader holding the fast rope was frightened and angry. He had no time to dodge, so he had no choice but to push the fast rope forward, sending Thales' sword edge!

The fast rope suddenly died!

"No, no, no, wait a minute, good lord, good lord," Kuai Sheng yelled incoherently as he watched Jian Feng approaching more and more:

"I am your faithful and dear—"

But Thales didn't care.

Just continue to swing the sword with a cold face!

"call!"

The sword wind strikes mercilessly!

The brazener rolled in embarrassment, barely dodging the sword's edge.

Seeing that Kuai Sheng couldn't avoid the deadly sword, his heart went cold, he closed his eyes subconsciously, and still kept shouting:

"——the Wyah Castle ah ah ah ah!"

call!

The sword's edge cut across the neck of the fast rope!

"laugh!"

Blood shoots.

A head flew into the air.

"Thales!"

Kuaisheng cried out in despair, feeling the severe pain of his neck being torn open with tears all over his face:

"I hate you all my life—"

currently.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound.

Kuaisheng's words were blocked in his mouth, and he only felt a burning pain on his face.

Um?

"Wake up!" Thales' voice came coldly.

"Snapped!"

After another slap in the face, Kuaisheng finally opened his eyes tremblingly, and looked at Thales who raised his palm in surprise.

Quick Rope was stunned.

"You didn't behead me..."

He turned his head dripping with cold sweat, only to find to his surprise——his head was still on his shoulders!

God!

he is alive!

Kuaisheng's face turned from mourning to ecstasy.

Wonderful!

Eh? that just...

"Snapped!"

Another slap in the face, Thales frowned and said, "Wake up!"

"It wasn't you who turned around."

Kuai Sheng lowered his head subconsciously: beside him, there was another head rolling in a pool of blood.

The head of the assassin who held him hostage before.

Quick Rope froze.

Strange?

Didn't the sword just cut through me...

On the other side, Qianzi stood up in a state of embarrassment, holding the arm of a subordinate, and looked at the beheaded assassin in disbelief.

impossible.

He saw it with his own eyes...

That kid's sword has already been cut...

Why is the head falling to another target?

Obviously still so far away...

What the hell is this trick?

"Stay well," Thales pushed the fast rope aside impatiently, and raised his sword again:

"I can't cut you!"

Still ignorant, the fast rope fell like a dog and screamed.

"It's fine if you don't help me untie..."

"At least be gentle!"

On the other side, Sackel has quickly resolved the two people who were trapped in Yordle, and the masked guards finally regained their freedom and are unchaining their bodies.

Damn it!

Qianzi was furious.

And when he turned his head, Thales had charged again!

"Stop him!"

The brazener hissed and ordered.

"call out!"

Immediately behind him, an assassin threw a hand ax from his hand!

Pointing at Thales who was right in front of him.

Thales twitched the corner of his mouth, but only spit out one word:

"Off."

They don't know—Thales thought to himself.

I don't know what I can do now.

In this divine state, he is neither calm nor rational, and never seems to be flustered or impulsive.

He can even feel that everything around him is in the palm of his hand, as if he is close at hand and within reach.

Such as... the enemy's weapon.

Thales silently watched the handaxe flying towards him.

In the next second, the hand ax disappeared into the air strangely!

Beside Thales, the hand ax appeared out of thin air again and flew into the distance.

"Clang..."

The hand ax fell to the ground feebly, making a helpless clang.

Just as Thales said - biased.

Qianzi's pupils trembled again.

No.

The moment he shot, he could see clearly that there was no way the hand ax would miss.

So this time again...

Seeing the strangeness in front of them clearly, the assassins were in an uproar again!

"Nice trick."

Sack El's hand froze, watching Thales' performance thoughtfully:

"Many years ago, a circus came to Yongxing City, and there was a supernatural person nicknamed 'Flying Knife Clown' in it. He could conjure flying knives out of thin air, and even fetch objects from the air. Even Princess Constance was amused by him. But...until that circus provoked big shots and was smashed clean by the Blood Bottle Gang..."

"clang!"

Thales turned the long sword resolutely, confronted another assassin in front of him, and blocked the weapon in his hand.

No.

no the same.

He knew that this was no 'throwing knife clown'.

Nor is it a simple shift of shape and position.

In the next second, Thales' long sword disappeared suddenly, and suddenly appeared on the assassin's chest again!

"laugh!"

Under the astonished eyes of the other party, Thales didn't even use the finishing power, but just gently pushed him to end his life.

Really convenient.

Thales grinned.

This attack never fails to fight...

It's so convenient.

"Hey! Hey!" The sound of piercing the air came.

Thales waved his hand lightly, and the three darts pointed at him disappeared before his eyes and hit the wall on the other side.

He raised his left hand again, and shot out two daggers crookedly, "returning" to the assassin who shot the dart.

The prince didn't stop on his feet, and rushed to Tampa's body in two or three steps.

An assassin behind the tavern owner was still surprised to find the dagger that he had disappeared out of thin air, and Thales easily pierced his throat with a sword—and the assassin swore before he died that he should have avoided the trajectory of the sword.

To Thales' surprise, Tampa, who had been sluggish before, suddenly had sharp eyes. Taking advantage of the moment when another assassin was in a hurry, he hit the back of the head and hit his nose fiercely!

Tampa gritted his teeth, fell backwards, and hit the assassin's chest firmly with his back!

"It was an orc who did this to me once..."

"Its skull is still hanging in my bedroom!"

Tampa, who was still a hostage a moment ago, stood up cursingly, with a fierce look on his face, and kicked the assassin's neck!

Kara!

Thales frowned at the thrilling breaking sound.

Tampa spat out a mouthful of blood and shook his head at him: "Don't be dazed, do what you should do."

Thales raised his eyebrows and turned around.

On the other side, Sackel broke through head-on. No matter how many people blocked him, they were not his all-in-one enemy. Yoddle disappeared into the air after unlocking the chain. Masked guards exist.

Seeing the completely reversed situation, Qianzi felt his heart getting colder and colder.

Thales moved forward steadily, seemingly alone, but powerful.

The hidden weapons shot at him were useless, the blades that slashed at him would be deflected strangely, and the blades that pierced his body were useless.

Even when an assassin came to Thales, he realized that the weapon in his hand had disappeared strangely.

In contrast, Thales' long sword seems to be an irresistible destiny. Every time he swings it, he must break through the block, ignore the dodge, and hit the target.

The weirdness he displayed made the assassins terrified.

In a moment, there were less than ten assassins left.

The brazier struggled to clenched his teeth.

He knew that he had to make a decision.

Thales didn't see the increasingly ugly expression on Qianzi's face, nor did he care about Sakel's complicated eyes, but just felt his new ability wholeheartedly.

He can easily take away the dagger from the enemy in front of him, like picking up a teacup from a desk.

It was as if the distance no longer existed for him.

He can even change the position of himself and the sword.

Let it be where it should be.

He can also make the hidden weapons shot from a distance—such as the hatchet just now—shift their positions.

Like pulling a line on a fishing rod.

As his movements became more and more proficient, Thales gradually came to a realization.

Retrieving objects from a distance, changing form and changing shadows, these are all easy for him.

However, it is still somewhat limited.

A stationary dagger and an empty throwing axe...

The long sword in his hand looks at his whole body...

The smaller and lighter the target, the closer and shorter the distance, the lower and slower the speed... His abilities are easier to use.

very good.

"withdraw!"

The sudden violent drinking interrupted Thales' thoughts.

With a ferocious expression on his face, Qianzi strangled the struggling Marina, held her in front of him, and stepped back again and again.

He looked at Thales, already full of fear.

If this prince had this power...

Then his performance in the tavern...

Is it to lure us into the hook?

"Retreat!" the brazener roared angrily.

Thales narrowed his eyes, watching the assassins retreat in a well-trained manner with relief.

Seeing to hide in darkness.

"This is why I hate fox hunting," Saker on the other side has almost become a human-shaped restricted area, and the assassins all run away wherever they go:

"They'll run."

But they can't escape.

Thales thought.

Wherever they flee, they are in my hand.

In the next second, the brat holding Marina was surprised to find that Thales, who was five steps away, appeared in front of his eyes in an instant!

Why is he...

Before he had time to think too much, Qianzi repeated his old trick and pushed Marina as a shield!

"Shua!"

Thales still had sharp eyes, and the long sword cut across Marina, who looked at death as if she were at home!

Qianzi cried out in pain, and rolled out a meter away with blood.

Marina, who thought she was bound to die, opened her eyes tremblingly, but found that she was intact, and even the rope in her hand was cut unknowingly.

"You're all right, ma'am."

Thales stretched out his hand to her, and said with a sneer, "Look, do you need help?"

Marina opened his arms, got up by herself, and gritted her teeth angrily:

"I don't need you to save me!"

All right.

What a bad temper.

Thales raised his eyebrows:

"By the way, about what happened in the tavern just now..."

However, Marina's first reaction after hearing this sentence——

"Snapped!"

Thales' face hurts!

"satyr!"

Gritting her teeth, Marina withdrew her slap, elbowed him away, and rushed to find her weapon:

"asshole!"

Looking at her back, Thales turned around with an ugly face, and laughed at himself: "Ah..."

"……You're welcome."

He resisted, pretending not to see the "wow" of the fast rope behind him.

Sackel and Yodel efficiently reaped the lives of the assassins. In the few seconds Thales was delayed, the assassins were almost wiped out, leaving only the blood-stained son who fled.

He cannot escape.

Thales thought so, and planned to vent all the grievances just now on the culprit.

He appeared in front of Qianzi in an instant!

"clang!"

Thales' long sword caught the short knife that Qianzi had drawn out from nowhere, forcing the bloodstained and embarrassed Qianzi to take a step back!

"You can let me go...you know it!" Qianzi said ferociously with trembling arms.

"Eighteen years ago," Thales replied coldly, "You can also let Hyman Canxing go."

Qianzi was taken aback for a moment, and then his face became more and more fierce.

Thales chuckled, and continued to feel the "out of control" magic energy, preparing to give him the final blow.

Just shift the position of the blade to...

At this moment, Thales suddenly trembled!

pain.

A pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow came from inside the ribs!

Ahhh!

Thales was so painful that his movements were deformed, his whole body trembled, and he knelt on one knee.

He took a deep breath!

No, no, no!

He is familiar with this pain.

Facing assassination in Eternal Star City, resisting magic spears in Broken Dragon Fortress, facing blood magicians in Dragon Clouds City...all of them have been encountered before.

Although it's not that serious this time.

But there is no doubt that this is... the price of using mana.

At that moment, Thales escaped from that divine state as if waking up from a dream.

I am...

Feeling the throbbing pain in his chest, Thales leaned on the blood-stained long sword and looked at his whole body in disbelief.

I am... I just really...

Like a breath, panic, fear, hesitation, these emotional emotions returned to his brain.

At the same time, calm, fearless, decisive, these rational states are no longer taken for granted.

Accompanied by pain, dusty smell, bloody smell, sounds of fighting, noise, and dark passage, all kinds of scenes instantly entered his eyes, ears, throat and nose, reminding him of his own situation.

He wiped the blood from his face, only to realize that his whole body was covered in blood and was sticky and wet.

Not far away, the severed heads, enemies, and severed limbs were all over the place.

Nearly eight or nine people.

Thales suddenly shuddered.

This is... what I did?

That's right.

His memory is still clear.

It's just... looking at those battle experiences just now, it's like looking at another person.

Another cool version of Thales.

"Thales!"

An anxious cry came from my ear.

Only then did Thales come back to his senses.

"call!"

The wind is coming!

Thales subconsciously wanted to use magic energy, but the deepening pain in his chest made him shiver for a while, and he collapsed powerlessly.

Oops.

Oops!

"boom!"

At the very moment, the fast rope rammed from the other side, knocking Thales away from the blade of the drill!

Quick Rope rolled away a few steps with him in his arms, got up and gave Thales a slap!

"What's wrong with you?"

Kuaisheng looked at Thales, who was in a trance, and gritted his teeth: "Just now he was paralyzed, but now he is in a daze..."

"Are you on drugs?"

Reminded by the pain, Thales looked at the fast rope sitting beside him in shock, recalling the experience from entering "out of control" to the present.

Mana.

Knock on the door.

toros.

girl.

anchor.

choose.

As in a dream.

"I...I don't know." Thales said in a daze.

Maybe.

On the other side, Qianzi endured the pain and got up and plunged into the darkness.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to throw a hidden weapon and shoot them directly!

"call out!"

Thales was startled, he pushed away the fast rope, and subconsciously wanted to touch the long sword!

But half a second later, the masked figure suddenly appeared in front of him!

"Ding! Ding!"

The gray dagger danced swiftly in the air, stopping all hidden weapons with a few metallic sounds.

Thales breathed a sigh of relief, and the hand holding the long sword was no longer tense.

But Qianzi's figure had disappeared into the darkness without a trace.

On the other side, as Thackel finished off the last Assassin, the latter's torch fell to the ground.

The surrounding suddenly dimmed!

Only then did Thales realize that the battle was over.

And the pain in his chest caused by the magic energy also slowly dissipated.

Only then did he come back to his senses angrily.

There was silence in the corridor.

"Wow," Kuaisheng exhaled, leaning against the wall in pain:

"Finally..."

On the other side, Marina stared blankly at the corpses on the ground, while Tampa sat in the corner, gritted his teeth, tore off his clothes, and skillfully bandaged his wounds.

In the dim vision, Thales quietly looked at Yordle in front of him, and then at the blood on his body, feeling suddenly embarrassed.

"I... I just..."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted.

"I know," the masked guard said lightly, helping Thales up from the ground:

"I know."

For some reason, Thales felt relieved.

He looked at the ground resentfully, wiping the blood off his face, still unable to believe the memories just now.

Why……

When we were fighting just now...

How can he adapt to that?

"Happy day, isn't it?"

"This is the last one... if you don't count the one that got away."

On the other side, Sackel picked up the torch, and while lighting the battle results, Qing said to Yodel:

"I suggest that you go after it now, so that you will never suffer any future troubles... Only your ability is the most suitable for facing the Shadow Shield."

Jodl turned his head and glanced into the depths of the passage:

"Don't worry, he can't escape."

The mask guard said coldly.

"Then go," Sackel pouted at him:

"I'm here."

Jodl nodded slightly, turned around, and patted Thales on the shoulder.

Thales showed him a difficult smile:

"Go ahead and do what you have to do."

Jodl nodded, and disappeared into the air in the next second.

Kuai Rope, who was watching, gasped.

Covering his mouth with one hand, he pointed to the place where Yordle disappeared with a look of horror, his eyes turned back and forth: "He, he, he... people... ghosts..."

Thales ignored him and just waved his hand indifferently.

"Go find something else to do, Quick Rope, please."

"Jokes are the last thing we need right now."

Kuaisheng's panic froze on his face, and he turned his head embarrassingly.

On the other side, both Tampa and Marina looked at each other with hostility.

But Thales has no time to care about these.

Maybe Marina's status is embarrassing, maybe Tampa has good information, and it's not a good thing to keep them here, but right now, Thales just wants to sleep well.

The Sword of Disaster lost its leader, and there were heavy casualties. The rest of the Shadow Shield was destroyed here, and the people in the Northland were short of manpower and couldn't make a big wave, let alone the secret department laid an ambush on the ground.

The only problem is probably the fast rope...

Leaning on his long sword, leaning against the wall behind him, he let out a heavy sigh.

God.

Mana.

Today, he used magic energy for the first time in a waking state.

but……

Even if the degree of vomiting blood was good before, this state is too good, and the time and ability are very limited.

Ah.

Thales snorted lightly, suddenly feeling very tired.

Not just the body.

And spirit.

Sakeel walked slowly, frowning in a mess:

"Hey, little guy."

Thales raised his head wearily, looked at the sin on the other's forehead, and forced a smile at him: "The beard is well shaved."

"Also, thank you."

But Sackel frowned.

"Your ability is not omnipotent, is it?"

The penalty knight stuck a torch in a corpse to serve as a light, while he wiped the multi-folded saber with his sleeve:

"Otherwise, you would have used it when you were held hostage."

Thales frowned deeply.

really.

I have to explain to him...

Thales sighed and put his forehead against the hilt of his sword.

"Let me guess, is there a time limit, or does it cause great damage to the body?" Saker said calmly, leaning against the wall beside him.

Thales snorted lightly, thinking that his appearance was probably seen by them.

"That's right."

But Thales was slightly taken aback by Sackel's next question:

"Why didn't you save him?"

Um?

"What?" Thales looked up in surprise.

"In the beginning, you can save little Yod," Sackel said with a chuckle:

"But you gave up and asked me to help him instead."

The penalty knight turned his head: "Why?"

Save...Yordle?

Thales tried hard to recall the divine experience that seemed to be separated by a century, and imagined what he was thinking in that state.

At that time, it seemed that I wanted to disrupt the position of the enemy who locked the yordle, and then...

That rational, calm, decisive self...

"Uh, maybe you are more suitable? After all, there are three or four of them..."

But Sackel shook his head.

"No, I can see that you value him very much, and he is also very loyal to you," Sackel sighed, knocking on the wall behind him:

"If you can save him, you won't give up easily."

Thales frowned.

etc.

"It's not that you don't want to save him," Saker looked at the fire and said deeply:

"It's because you couldn't save him."

Taylor's eyelids twitched:

"What's the meaning?"

Can't save him?

etc.

Just now, it seems that I tried to deal with the second enemy holding the chain, but...

Sackel turned his head and grinned at the prince, looking quite ugly under his embarrassed appearance and sloppy appearance.

"That sword."

Sackel said indifferently: "He has been holding it in his right hand."

Thales moved slightly.

that sword?

His first instinct was to look at Shuri's sword.

But in the next second, Thales understood.

After he figured out something, his face turned pale and his hair stood on end.

that sword.

Only the punishment knight sighed: "Because of that sword of nothingness, that legendary anti-demon weapon..."

Sword of Nothing.

At that moment, Thales' breathing was in a trance.

what did he say……

"So your ability doesn't work on the chain on his right arm." Saker said lightly.

Thales opened his mouth with difficulty:

"Sakel, you..."

The penalty knight lowered his head against the wall, and chuckled lightly: "No wonder, I've seen something similar before... Your Highness Thales, did I call you the wrong name?"

Like a rusty clock, Thales turned his head stutteringly and stared at him anxiously.

he knows...

I saw Sackel smiling sincerely and full of apology:

"Please understand, child."

"This is not a personal grudge."

At that moment, looking at the other party's smile, Thales suddenly felt his hair stand on end!

The crime of prison river in his body instantly increased!

Like the most dire threat.

Danger, danger—it seemed that a voice warned him like this.

next second.

Thales' expression froze, and he reacted spontaneously without a teacher, and the muscles in his legs and waist tensed up!

With the momentum of leaving the string, he rushed out of this corner!

"call!"

The wind of the knife blows the face, and the stabbing hurts!

In an instant, an avalanche of blades scraped Thales' hair, taking away a few strands of hair.

"clang!"

The saber hit the wall.

Stone dust splashed everywhere!

Thales trembled all over, in disbelief.

He struggled to get up in embarrassment and pain, and looked at the person in front of him in shock.

It was the murderous Saker who rose up with a knife, and was looking at him with complicated eyes.

The opponent's saber was cutting right where he was just now.

By a hair's breadth.

"It hides beautifully."

"Clang."

The penalty knight frowned, and drew out his blade, as if he was not satisfied with the result of the slash.

Their movement even attracted the three who were wary of each other on the other side.

"Sakel..."

Thales was not shocked, he held the long sword tightly, trembling even with his breath:

"You, what are you doing?"

Maybe……

Maybe he was trying his hand?

Look at your own martial arts?

It must be... like this?

Thinking of this, Thales felt his thoughts tremble.

Until Saker turned around and answered him blankly:

"Correct... wrong."

one second.

two seconds.

"Why?"

Thales looked at him blankly.

Sackel shook his head, his eyes were pitiful, but there was endless murderous intent hidden.

"You know why, kid."

"As I said, this is not a personal vendetta."

The punishment knight silently looked at the young man in front of him, slowly raised his knife, his chest was filled with excitement and melancholy at the same time.

Please rest assured, His Majesty Eddie, His Highness Midil.

No matter how many years have passed.

Errors will be corrected.

I will defend our kingdom to the death.

Just like back then.

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