Kingdom’s Bloodline

Thales subconsciously shook at the moment he heard Earl Lewand shout out the order.

No.

Obviously already here...

A tremor came from the prince's back, rushed to the top of his head, and spread throughout his body.

"Clang!"

This is the sound of weapons being unsheathed. It is noisy and chaotic, but it is chilling.

Thales only felt that his breathing was about to stop, and his eyes slowly widened.

No.

The Sin of Hell River was generated in the body again without the user's calling, and flooded into his brain.

calm.

Thales said so to himself.

From the chaotic chanting of the two sides to the tense but sharp drawing of the swords by the soldiers, Thales slowed down as he watched everything in front of him.

The noisy scene seemed to be poured into a lake, and most of the sound disappeared in an instant.

Thales gritted his teeth as hard as he could, and slowly turned his head in the feeling of time slowing down.

In his vision, Earl Levan's face was fierce, and he slowly waved his left hand, roaring something.

Beside Earl Levan, Shiles showed a hint of subtlety in the astonishment on his face. He turned his head slowly and looked at Thales with complicated eyes that were difficult to interpret.

Under Urad's gloomy expression was sternness and pain. He stared at Miranda, and retreated slowly into the formation of his own people in the chaos.

On the ground, the black sand collar soldiers of the two teams had resolute and ferocious expressions, with weapons in hand, stepping on the snow, advancing step by step.

We are exposed.

Just at the city gate, it was exposed, and even the gate of the Heroic Spirit Palace could not be touched.

He didn't even see Lumbard... not even the shadow of the guards around him, let alone the four grand dukes.

Thales gasped in a trance.

Behind him, Cohen, with his sword in his hand, anxiously said something to Miranda, who still had an unbelievable expression on his face.

Raphael's expression has never been so serious and dignified, and the young man of the Secret Division decisively pulled out the long sword at his waist.

More than a dozen white-bladed guards let out a neat and shocking roar, showed their weapons, and stood on the front line without flinching.

what to do.

Thales trembled all over, almost gnashing his teeth.

Unprepared to be caught off guard by a vampire attack in Mindis Hall, panicked by an accidental assassination in front of the Fuxing Palace, the sudden attack of the Queen of Night and the Holy Blood Corps in the birch forest, and the panic of being trapped under the siege of the Broken Dragon Fortress.

Thales desperately thought about these sudden battles, thinking about every time he broke the situation and escaped.

useless.

All the methods that have been used...

Compared with the current situation...

In the timeline that was extended several times in his mind, Thales watched nervously on the wide stairs leading to the top of the city gate on both sides, and the black sand soldiers who were about to return to their posts turned around and descended in unison, stepping slowly and powerfully With their footsteps, countless teams rushed towards their team of more than 20 people.

Chilling.

at this moment.

"Beep—"

A hasty, piercing and flustering whistle suddenly sounded from far above the head!

Thales was slightly shocked.

The rapid whistle sounded like an alarm bell, breaking Thales' slow-time state, and everything in front of him returned to the normal flow of time.

"Beep—"

The whistle went straight to everyone's ears.

All who heard the whistle,

Whether it was the leader of the black sand, or the side of the stars and the white blade guards, their colors suddenly changed!

Earl Levan, Nicolai, Urad, and Michael all looked up at the city gate above their heads, and couldn't help but slow down the movements of their hands.

The scene at that moment, like a thunderbolt suddenly exploded, disturbed everyone's morning dreams.

"Beep—"

The whistle continued, spreading far and wide.

Thales raised his head in astonishment, and followed everyone's gaze towards the top of the city gate.

What's wrong?

He no longer has to wonder.

With the pause of the whistle, a loud male voice came down from the sky, broke through the noisy crowd, and exploded in the doorway:

"urgent!"

"The enemy—those patrols are gathering!" The owner of the voice was almost uncontrollable anxious and irritable, and almost broke his throat, but still roared desperately:

"They are going to attack the city!"

The news was too sudden. At that moment, Earl Lewand's face became extremely pale, and Urad's gloomy expression also became stiff.

Thales was also shocked by the news.

This is……

"Everyone!" The roaring voice sounded from the top of the head again:

"Back to combat station!"

As soon as the words fell, the footsteps of hundreds of people galloping up from the city gate above their heads sounded chaotic and shocking.

Whether it was on the steps or on the ground, the soldiers of the Heisha collar were suddenly surprised.

But just a few tenths of a second later, as the commander, the experienced Earl Levan gritted his teeth, turned his head towards Thales and the others, and roared angrily:

"Get these people first-"

But before he finished uttering a complete sentence...

"boom!"

An astonishing and terrifying thick blunt sound resounded out of thin air!

Attracted everyone's attention.

Thales turned his head subconsciously and looked at the source of the sound.

It's a meteorite.

In Thales' eyes, he saw Nicolai's unprecedented ferocious face, and slashed fiercely on an enemy shield blocking the door opening.

Without any pause, the Meteor roared angrily, twisted his hips and stepped forward, kicking out his left leg!

"Boom!"

Another horrible blunt sound.

The enemy sprayed blood and flew two meters away.

"Breakthrough!" The Meteorite let go of his voice and roared.

Nikolai was like a human-shaped weapon that could not stop burning, with the Soul Severing Blade in his hand, and once again slashed at the next enemy.

The Meteor roared, and the soul-breaking blade pulled out a line of blood on the opponent's abdomen, roaring with blood all over his face: "After the horse is broken, rush in!"

In the next second, almost all the White Blade Guards moved at the same time.

Roaring, more than a dozen ferocious men from the North land rushed towards the Palace of Heroes, lined up with Nikolai, and swung their weapons at the enemies who either reacted subconsciously or had been prepared for a long time. !

"laugh!"

"clang!"

Blood and metal shine, temperature and collision coexist.

The white-bladed guards, who were desperate to attack, chopped down many people in one encounter.

Only then did the soldiers of Heisha collar react.

The soldiers on the stairs rushed down quickly, while the two teams on the ground also roared, rushing towards the breakout with fanaticism and anger.

"superior!"

"Kill them all!"

Thales just wanted to understand the current situation when he was stopped by the waist by Cohen, who was full of viciousness behind him, and hugged him!

what -

At that moment, Thales only had time to glance at the inexplicably astonished Marquis Shiles in the crowd, and his subconscious steps back.

Like the most vigilant antelope, the young police officer straightened up and rushed out instantly!

He gritted his teeth, his veins burst out, and with his left hand around Thales, he followed Nikolai's footsteps and rushed out of the doorway.

This feeling - as if a fire was burning in Cohen's heart - was like returning to Camp Saber, returning to the Western Front, returning to the nightmarish desert battlefield.

Break out, or be killed.

Cohen roared and drew his sword out of its sheath.

"clang!"

He slashed the chest of the first enemy, but found that the opponent was wearing chain armor, and the effect was limited.

Regardless of the fierce Cohen, taking advantage of his figure, he clenched his teeth, stepped hard, and moved his right shoulder forward!

In the next second, the security officer crashed into the opponent's arms, knocking the enemy over.

Thales was held in his left arm, and he felt that the scene in front of him was shaking for a while, the ground he saw was constantly receding, his brain was confused, and he was dizzy.

Even thinking was interrupted.

A single-edged sword stretched out from the side, slit the enemy's throat, and Wyah's figure appeared beside Cohen.

Wyatt and Rolf just came to them, and Raphael and Miranda with a tense expression rushed over afterward.

"Come on!" Raphael's face was cold, his words were concise and powerful.

Cohen didn't talk nonsense, and he grabbed Thales and charged forward again!

Everyone on their side started to move, followed the footsteps of the white blade guards, tried to rush out of the doorway, and rushed towards the direction of the Palace of Heroes!

Fortunately, most of the black sand collar soldiers walked on the stairs, and there were only two teams left on the ground. The thin line of defense couldn't stop the brave assault led by the white blade guards for a while.

"Hailson, Jason, bite them!" This was Earl Levan's roar.

Earl Levan looked at the soldiers who were still rushing down the stairs, and an exasperated urging voice sounded out of nowhere: "Run! Bastards!"

"Surround them!"

On Thales' side, Michael drew a knife in his hand with a fierce look on his face, and with a slash, he chopped off the buckle rope of the carriage that Thales was riding in, and then stabbed the horse's butt with his knife!

Neighing in pain, the poor Northland horse rushed towards Earl Lewand like a madman, involved a lot in the soldiers rushing to protect the commander, and Earl Lewand's heart-piercing howls. The strength of the black sand collar prevented the soldiers who had just run down the stairs from joining the battle.

The other white-bladed guard flicked his horsewhip without hesitation, and drove the other carriage out of the doorway, chasing after Nicolai's figure.

"Shooters, shoot in their path ahead!"

Urad's voice sounded in the chaos, and it seemed that the order officer was still quite calm, "Target that prince and stop them!"

Thales was startled, he raised his head on Cohen's arm, and saw a few crossbowmen on the steps pulling their bows and crossbows in unison, aiming in the direction of their breakthrough.

What?

He felt a chill in his heart.

"carriage!"

Puttilai's voice sounded anxiously from behind.

As soon as he finished speaking, another carriage drove past Cohen, knocking over a black sand collar axeman who was blocking the way ahead.

The next second, Cohen yelled angrily, Thales felt his eyes blur, his body rose into the air, and was thrown by the police officer!

"boom!"

Thales crashed into the car window, fell into the car, and rolled several times until he hit the car wall.

When he got up in a daze, the first thing he saw was the little slippery boy with a puzzled and terrified expression.

"What's going on outside?" The girl stared into her green eyes and helped him up.

Panting, but before Thales had time to reply, the carriage in motion immediately made a sharp turn!

The two stumbled, screamed in unison, and fell into the car by surprise.

There were a few rustling arrows.

"Boom! Boom!"

Arrows crashed into the carriage.

Thales then raised his head, feeling his scalp go numb:

A long arrow nailed through the thin carriage, and a hideous arrow appeared a few feet above their heads.

"Beautiful driving skills!" In the chaos outside the car, Putilei still had the energy to praise the White Blade Guards driving.

"Rewind!" Urad's calm voice sounded again, even overshadowing Earl Levan's roar:

"Others, make a detour to the side where there are no enemies! Catch up first, form a defensive line and then intercept!"

Thales was lying on the ground obediently, daring not to get up, holding the little slippery head.

"Did something happen?" Little Slick asked in horror, "Where are we going now?"

"The Palace of Heroes," Thales gritted his teeth, feeling the pain in his legs: "If you guessed right."

Outside the carriage, a white-bladed guard knocked over an enemy, but he was impaled through the hind leg by a soldier behind him, and then fell to the countless blades behind him howling.

But the rest of the White Blade Guard had already broken out of the thin encirclement, and there were only eight of them left, protecting the carriage, and rushed towards the ten pillars of the Palace of Heroes.

In the team of the Starmen, four veterans brought out from the fortress also fell.

At the same time, Nikolai has fallen from the front edge position to the back position.

The meteorite's eyes gleamed with anger, and the power of ending surged in his body.

I saw him suddenly slam on the brakes while running, and then he turned around and elbowed!

It was bumping into the face of a pursuer who was caught off guard.

"Boom!" There was a frightening muffled sound and bone cracking.

The pursuer was like a spinning rudder. Under the heavy blow, he turned over in an instant with his waist as the axis—from standing and running, to landing on the back of his head, spit out a mouth full of teeth, and stopped moving.

"Grass, do you still want to sneak through the city gate?"

"I knew it," Nicolai cursed, and sent a knife, deflecting the shield blocked by the second enemy, and pulling a fountain of blood on the opponent's neck: "The method of the northerners will work!"

He turned his head during the battle, and saw that his companions followed the carriage and had already protruded through the door opening, and he became the last person.

The meteorite also watched more and more black sand soldiers coming down the steps in the door opening, and they came forward in rows and rows to pursue.

Nicolai frowned.

His arm tightened suddenly.

"Why are you in a daze!" Putilei grabbed the arm of the meteorite, with a worried expression on his face: "Do you still want to die alone?"

Nikolai shook off Puttilai's hand mercilessly, turned and ran away.

"Keep running!" The Meteorite said dissatisfiedly, "Keep at least ten meters away from them!"

Nikolai followed Puttilai and ran for another distance as the last two.

"Keep a distance? And then?" Puttilai yelled back anxiously: "They will catch up sooner or later, the number of people is too great!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Just run!" Nicolai shouted angrily with a ferocious expression on his face:

"There's me behind!"

Puttilai, who was running, was slightly taken aback.

Nikolai pressed Puttilai's back with his palm, pushing him forward.

In the next second, Nicolai spun his footsteps, with his right foot as the axis, and his left foot braked the ground. He turned around instantly and faced the menacing pursuers behind him.

"Look carefully," the Meteorite gritted his teeth and said:

"How did the people from the North solve the problem!"

Putilei frowned, but he only hesitated for a few tenths of a second before decisively continuing to run forward.

Nikolai looked at the pursuers who were getting closer and let out a deep breath - the two who were chasing at the front were only five meters away from him.

Seen from above, the pursuers of Heisha Ling looked like an endless colony of ants, pressing down on the lonely point of Nikolai from the horizon.

Behind this small point is the carriage.

Oh shit.

These sloppy imperials.

You deserve bad luck.

he slandered.

"Shooters!"

Among the chasing soldiers, Urad's order came again: "Second round of shooting!"

The sound of the bow and crossbow being twisted came from the crowd.

Heisha Ling's pursuers were getting closer and closer, and Nikolai could even see the pores on their faces.

But the meteorites still didn't retreat a step.

Facing these people alone, he took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

No turning back.

In the next second, this man with a firm face and fierce eyes lightly raised the Soul Severing Blade in his hand.

The Meteor's hand touched the blade.

"Ding!"

There was a crisp metallic sound.

Nikolai broke off a blade from his weapon without hindrance, and threw it forward without hesitation.

"Boundary Break," Nikolai sighed and murmured, "It's done."

He looked coldly at the approaching pursuers, with a sneer on his pale face.

The carriage finally calmed down.

The shocked Thales got up in the carriage, stood on the seat, and opened the window.

The little slippery head also leaned over to his side, looking at the scene behind the car in panic with his two little heads.

Nikolai was alone, holding back hundreds of pursuers.

Only one shadow remains.

The sound of bow and crossbow strings rang out among the enemy troops.

Thales opened his mouth in surprise.

But that wasn't what surprised him the most.

I saw the meteorite waving his knife in the air with a calm expression on his face.

In the next second, a dazzling yellow light suddenly lit up from Nikolai's blade!

Even in the sun, it is extremely conspicuous.

"Clang! Clang!"

There was a crisp metal collision sound.

Thales opened his eyes wide: he saw more than a dozen long arrows volleying in front of Nicolai.

It was like being stopped by an invisible hand, Qiqi.

A strange yellow light emanated from the arrow—consistent with the Blade of Broken Soul. After a few seconds, the long arrows fell one after another.

But Long Arrow isn't the only weirdness.

Rows of black sand collar soldiers roared ferociously, rushing towards Nikolai like a black wave.

They rushed three meters in front of Nikolai.

In the next second, a yellow light flashed in the air.

The Heisha soldiers in the first row had a meal together!

It was as if they had hit a transparent wall, "lying" on the air in embarrassment!

"boom!"

The soldiers in the second row collided with the soldiers in the first row, and another yellow light flashed in the air.

But the soldiers of Heisha collar still stopped in the air, looking at each other in astonishment.

The invisible barrier is still in effect.

The third row, the fourth row... More and more soldiers bumped into the front row.

Scolding, yelling, and moaning came and went.

Some soldiers held their weapons and stabbed fiercely into the air, some joined forces and charged with their shields, and some crossbowmen even tightened their strings to the tightest and shot out an arrow.

But apart from the repeated yellow awns in the air, it has almost no effect.

Some soldiers also tried to bypass this inexplicable barrier by moving to the left and right, but when they touched the palace wall, they were shocked to find that the strange barrier still existed.

They were still firmly blocked in front of Nicolai, stopping three meters away.

Can't move forward.

Watching the carriage getting further and further away.

The Meteor looked at all this coldly and snorted softly.

The figures of Earl Levan and Urad appeared in the crowd, and they were both shocked when they looked at the barrier of the ghostly shadow.

"What's going on?" Urad frowned, uncertain.

Earl Levan even reached out to touch the barrier.

The next moment, Earl Levan looked at the knife in Nicolai's hand and remembered something, his face turned pale: "This is—"

Nikolai, who was holding the Blade of Broken Soul, sneered, and showed a thumb to them, and then turned the gesture slowly, and the thumb fell to the ground.

And Thales' carriage had already stopped unconsciously.

Except for the indifferent White Blade Guards, almost everyone, Cohen, Miranda, Putile, and Raphael, were all looking at the scene behind them in surprise.

"No way," Puttilai was extremely astonished, dumbfounded: "Could it be that..."

Just like that, they were either surprised, stunned, or puzzled, staring blankly at Nicolai.

Looking at him alone, he sealed countless Heisha collar soldiers behind him.

"That's..." Thales stared at Nicolai's feat of turning the situation around by himself: "What?"

The little slippery man answered him.

"Blade of Broken Soul," Xiao Huatou murmured, his face full of astonishment: "So the legend is true..."

Thales was stunned.

legend?

I saw the little slippery head turning his head, the excitement on his face could not be restrained: "Three hundred years ago, King Nightwing was unstoppable and captured Longxiao City in one fell swoop, but he encountered the defenders of the city in front of the Palace of Heroes and the first city gate." Army Breaker'Most, he should have run out of food and power, but he still tried his best to keep the gates of the palace and the gates intact, guarding the last of Walton's blood!"

The little slippery head took a deep breath: "So, the army smasher single-handedly conquered the city and rejected all armies, that's how it is!"

Thales was shocked.

He raised his eyebrows: "Single knife town... what?"

The little slippery head looked at Nikolai's back, his expression slowly changed from yearning to memory, and then to admiration: "According to the legend, at the most dangerous moment, the Army Breaker awakened the legendary strategic anti-magic armed force—the Broken Soul Blade!"

Thales was slightly taken aback: "Strategic level?"

"Broken soul," the little slippery head nodded excitedly. At that moment, there was no panic on her face, as if she had found the most beautiful dessert: "It can obey the user's wishes and block everything!"

Thales blinked.

blockade?

everything?

The excited words of the little slippery head continued: "It is said that as long as the soul-breaking blade resonates strongly enough with the user..."

"It is said that as long as the user of the Blade of Broken Soul does not hesitate to pay any price, regardless of everything..."

"It is said that as long as his life is tough enough, his will is firm enough, and his strength is strong enough..."

"It is said that as long as you do this..."

The girl turned her head, her eyes sparkling with excitement: "Even the endless border between Exeter and the Star Kingdom—Blade of Broken Soul can block every inch of it!"

"A drop of water does not come out, but a piece of feather does not pass!"

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Thales opened his mouth wide in surprise, his eyes flicked back and forth between the little slippery face and Nicolai's back.

What?

blockade……

Between Exeter and the Stars...

National border?

Just when Thales was in a daze, Xiao Huatou lowered his head.

"So that's how it is, that's how it is..."

She took a deep breath and whispered a few lines of ancient Northland poetry:

"Ye Jun spreads his wings, the dead knock on the door."

"The angry king is dead, and the dragon veins are cold."

"Hope is cut off, blood is gone."

After the miserable verse, the girl looked at the pursuers who were stopped in front of Nicolai, and read out the last line in a daze:

"The Broken Army is..."

"Break the soul!"