I will be crowned king

"you…?!"

Frightened and angry, Phil Cressy stared at the mocking smile on Louis' face, and suddenly felt a cold feeling piercing his heart, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

The next second, the figure of the young knight in front of him suddenly began to twist, and was "stretched" by the slowly raised long knife, like a slender python, dancing wantonly in his hand.

Without hesitation, Feir decisively retreated and once again threw a stream of steam forward, attacking the phantom in front of him.

call--

The sharp wind blew through his temples and cut off several hairs on his forehead from the side; almost at the same time, a roar came from the wall of the corridor on the right.

So...on the left? !

In disbelief, he turned his head suddenly, and Louis, who had just thrown out a stream of steam, had already rushed towards him, killing him in front of him.

"clang!"

Under the sparks of cracking, the big sword and the long knife met again; the blade, which was already full of broken holes, rubbed against the sword body, and struck the neck that was already in front of him like a fierce sword.

Unable to dodge, Fel Crecy had to drag his sword and try to force a stream of steam to force the young knight to dodge.

But at the moment of taking action, the long knife suddenly stopped.

His frightened thoughts suddenly became clear at this moment, and Feier suddenly realized - Louis Bernard, he was thinking the same thing as himself!

"boom--!!!!"

The explosion of steam was like thunder, dragging the pitch-black sword Phil Cressy, who had just escaped unharmed, when he saw that the young knight on the other side of the thick mist was as intact as himself.

This...how is this possible? !

In his shocked eyes, the bright silver blade tearing through the air came towards him again.

"clang!"

The big sword and the long knife made a fierce whine. Feir, who was holding the sword in one hand, was knocked away. He staggered and almost fell to the ground, relying on the big sword in his hand to maintain his balance.

Staring at the weapon in Louis' hand, he couldn't get rid of the confusion in his heart - the information he had received before was absolutely correct. The power of Louis' bloodline was a comprehensively strengthened type. The condition was that there should be no strong inner fluctuations. Otherwise, the power of the bloodline will be automatically released.

Because of this, Phil Cressy would deliberately assume a posture of "giving up resistance" and constantly use verbal provocations to interfere with his thinking, making it impossible for the young knight to make up his mind, and thus unable to exert the true power of the Sea Knight. .

To deal with this kind of enemy, it would be the most stupid thing to go head-to-head with all your strength. The premature exposure of murderous intent will make his heart even more determined and unshakable, and he will need to pay a greater price to defeat - not to mention that Phil Cressy is not good at all. Don't want to do anything to him.

Even without that incredibly powerful elf girl, the Bernard family is not someone who can be easily ignored. To anger them against the trustless knights who have just taken control of a small colony is almost a suicidal act.

Controlling him, or even using him for his own benefit, is what Fel Cressy really wants. Even if he has to fight, the real purpose is to desperately disturb the opponent's emotions... The tearing sword and the power of blood are all for this purpose.

It's just that I've always had smooth sailing, but this time my thoughts were seen through, and even the information was wrong...

No, that's not right.

There could be no error in the information. His bloodline power had not changed at all until he stepped into the Governor's Mansion, and he had never shown any ability to manipulate water vapor.

Wait, if that's the case, could it be possible...

call--

The scream that broke through the air interrupted Fel Crecy's thinking, as if the blade of thunder had struck him again.

Knowing that he was no match for Louis in close combat, he decisively distanced himself again - the stream of steam flowing through everything bloomed with the slashing blade, and a straight "white line" ran across the corridor, rushing towards the Governor's Mansion at the other end. door.

This time, Louis did not face a head-on collision, but slid to dodge. With his center of gravity downwards, he placed his left hand on the ground. When the sliding shovel passed by the water, his right hand had already raised the long knife with his backhand, and the tip of the knife with a hook like the moon was exposed. There was a dazzling cold light.

"boom!"

The stream of steam that shot out from the tip of the knife was deflected by the sword, exploding a pit beside Feier. The young head of the Cressy family, who was lucky enough to escape, kept shaking with his left hand, and the severe pain made his whole face The expression on his face became distorted.

The young knight in pursuit of victory kept closing the distance, and the long knife raised in his right hand was like a rifle that could fire continuously, quickly stimulating streams of steam.

The power of these attacks is not great, but the speed is an astonishing five shots per second.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Rolling, sliding, leaping, leaping sideways... Fel Crecy, whose right arm was cut off, showed a completely different agility than before. Dragging the black sword, he could still dodge the young knight's rapid fire. Roads of smoke and dust followed closely behind, exploding one after another like a barrage of cannons, but they were unable to hit.

He's getting faster.

Locking on the other party's figure, Louis' mood gradually became solemn.

The influence between the sea knights is mutual. When the power of his blood is mastered by himself, Fel Cressy will also subtly possess some or even all of the abilities of his own blood.

The key lies in whether the other party can see this in time, and to what extent it can master the ability of the same sea knight but completely different from his own.

And this is what Louis is doing right now... Now he has roughly understood that this ability is not just as simple as being able to emit steam water flow on the surface, but the actual power is far more powerful.

And if Phil Cressy takes the first step, masters the power of his bloodline, and fuses the two abilities together with ease, things will be completely beyond his control.

He must be killed before that!

"clang!"

The sword he raised at the last second, like a prophet, blocked the sword's stabbing attack on his heart.

There was a look of astonishment on Phil Crecy's face, but he didn't have time to think about it as the flowing sword light had already struck his head.

The sparks of the collision between the sharp blades were completely obliterated by the overflowing steam. Both sides almost involuntarily began to slash and block while continuously waving streams of steam in a seamless manner.

Louis, who was attacking crazily, could clearly feel that he was becoming more and more comfortable with this "new ability"; but in contrast, Phil Cressy was becoming more and more capable of his own characteristics.

The most intuitive manifestation is that he has gradually begun to keep up with his movements.

This means that the battle between the two sides will speed up each other's learning speed; from the time when both sides use the power of blood at the same time to now, the fighting mode of the two has changed.

Moreover, he was the first person to expose the power of his bloodline, so the first person to complete the fusion of the two bloodline powers... is probably Feier Crecy!

The young knight with a tense face threw out a stream of steam again, and Phil Cressy was forced to jump sideways, and immediately struck with the black sword.

The splashing sword edge passed by less than five centimeters above Louis' cheek. Louis, who leaned back to dodge, raised the knife with his backhand, and the tip of the knife aimed at his chin lit up again.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a neat and smooth hole was drilled into the wall above the door by the water flowing through it; a few seconds later, panicked shouts sounded from behind the door.

"Oh my dear cousin Louis, you don't have to be so angry!"

While waving his sword to cover his retreat, Phil Cressy did not forget to continue his verbal offensive: "You should remember these traitors behind the door, but now there are only those left who can barely maintain order in Sail City. .”

"If one of them accidentally kills them as well, how are you going to stabilize order after killing me - wouldn't you let that grumpy elf girl kill all the resisters?!"

The gushing head of the Cressy family deliberately showed an expression of extreme surprise: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it... It seems that you are indeed Kroger's younger brother. The two brothers are really very similar!"

"Well, actually you don't need to bother so much, because in half an hour at most, all the living people in Yangfan City outside will be scalded to death by her - clean, thorough, and hygienic!"

Ignoring the other party's nonsense, the expressionless Louis dodged the incoming stream of steam and rushed within three steps; just as Feier was habitually swinging his sword to block, he found that the weapon in his hand suddenly stopped.

Looking down, he saw that the long sword in Louis' hand had disappeared, replaced by both hands holding the sword's edge.

The assault is just an illusion, the real goal is to disarm!

Feier, who instantly understood, was shocked, but this also brought about a dilemma: he could not 100% grab the young knight with two hands with one hand, so giving it a try seemed to be the best choice.

But if he gave up, he would only have the last option of running away after losing his weapon... The hesitation in his heart made Feier pause for a moment and try to snatch the weapon.

But it was this brief pause that allowed Louis to close the distance between the two sides again. His hands, which were torn bloody by the sword blade, suddenly exerted force and forcefully snatched the dark sword away from Feier.

Click——

There was a crisp sound of broken bones, and Phil Cressy's remaining left hand was turned outwards, and his fingers were twisted unnaturally.

Just when he instinctively thought that the young knight would pick up the sword and chop him into pieces, he was surprised to see that the other party threw the dark sword aside without hesitation and attacked him with his bare hands.

"boom!"

A trembling loud noise exploded into billows of smoke, and a hideous black sword was nailed to the wall of the corridor.

Almost at the same time, Louis' right hand pinched Feier's neck. Feeling the breath of death, the head of the Cressy family dodged frantically, but was still grabbed by the collar.

The young knight directly pulled him into his arms, raised his foot and kicked him down. He suddenly raised his other hand and pressed it on the face of Phil Crecy who fell to the ground with a "pop!"

He, could he be...? !

Aware of his fate, Fell began to struggle desperately. With his hands useless, he kicked and dragged in an attempt to break free. He hit the young knight's armpits with his knees crazily and stepped on his feet at the same time.

But it's all meaningless.

His left hand, which was still bleeding, was firmly clasped on Fel Cressy's face, and his open fingers were slightly emitting a milky white light.

At the moment of life and death, Feier, whose whole body was twitching violently, still did not give up his struggle completely, and his mouth, which was desperately growing, also began to gather strength.

He wanted to use the same attack to counteract it - although his reason told him that this was impossible. At such a close distance, his head would definitely be steamed and cut into pieces by the collision of two streams of steam!

Of course, Louis will definitely pay the price, and his left hand will definitely be marrowed together... The highest probability is that the two of them will die together, but the dying person really can't control that much.

Even if the Cressy family is destined to be destroyed, it would still be good to ruin the future of the Bernard family!

"Fair Cressy, it's over."

Louis said coldly, his palms began to exert force, and then...

"boom!"

Accompanied by a huge roar, Fel Crecy's attack, which showed great determination, came to an abrupt end - scarlet plasma spurted out from his open mouth.

The young knight with his right hand raised, magically pulled out a shotgun with a shortened barrel from his waist; the gun flames like dragon fire instantly penetrated Feir's torso, and most of his body was riddled with holes. .

Louis stood up slowly and stared at the guy lying in a pool of blood with cold eyes.

Feier, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, looked at Louis, and then at the shotgun in his hand. The difference in his eyes could not be concealed: "You, you are not..."

"When fighting, you must have at least two alternatives even in the end, and you must make adequate plans in advance... A friend taught me this." Louis panted slightly. Such a fierce battle consumed him a lot. big:

"Not in words, of course, but mostly through his... practical actions."

"..."

Feier, who was silent for a long time with a dull expression, nodded slightly: "It makes sense."

"But I still want to ask one more question, is that person...still your friend now?"

The young knight thought about it seriously, and finally shrugged casually: "Yes."

"At least, that's what I think."

After he finished speaking, he raised the shotgun that had been empty of bullets again, and pointed the muzzle of the gun with milky white light at Phil Cressy.

"Yeah?"

Phil Cressy smiled: "Then I suggest that when you meet this friend again, you'd better remind him - there will be a price to pay for anything you do at this time. With what he is doing now, Because, the forces that want to kill him are not just..."

"puff!"

The swirling stream of steam penetrated Feier's head, exploding a bloody hole nearly the size of his palm in the center of his face.

Louis' face was expressionless... Launching an attack when the enemy is talking can minimize the opponent's defense and avoid unexpected situations.

But the next second, the center of the pierced cheek suddenly grew new flesh and blood as pus continued to overflow, filling the pierced hole at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was even a crack that looked like a "mouth" squeezed out in the center of the flesh and blood:

"Also, I feel the same way about the 'alternative plan'."