Kingdom’s Bloodline

Jodl instinctively felt something was wrong.

Because after a short period of confrontation and temptation, the white-haired but fiercely offensive vampire, together with his two juniors, suddenly became passive!

They no longer attacked, dashed, blinked frantically and dangerously, no longer manipulated blood slaves with undetectable voices.

Until Gilbert's voice sounded anxiously:

"Yordle!"

Although they were not usually in tune, Yodel immediately understood what he meant!

The mysterious guard wearing a mask raised his head and saw Thales push open the door from the balcony to the room and disappear into the darkness of the room.

Thales, why?

As the mechanical gear behind the asphalt lens turned, Yoddle's field of vision quickly narrowed towards the third floor, but the room was so dark that he couldn't see what was going on inside.

Jodl's heart agitated.

His figure disappeared instantly.

In an unknown gray-white world, a gray-white moon gradually emerged, and then a gray-white iron gate appeared out of thin air, followed by a gray-white garden, gray-white exterior walls, gray-white windows, gray-white big house, etc. wait.

Not long after, a gray-white creeper manor, which was exactly the same as the real creeper manor except for the weird color, appeared out of thin air in this world.

I don't know how long it took, as if the sky was pulled, a point in the void, like the water surface touched by a dragonfly, suddenly appeared layer upon layer of visible ripples, spreading outward!

Finally, a normal-colored yordle gently appeared in the off-white world from the center of the ripples in the void, stepping on the same off-white vine manor.

Walking along the gray-white dead road whose shape and structure are almost exactly the same as the real world, but there is no human life, the masked guards skillfully jumped from window to window in the world of shadows, and quickly climbed towards the third floor of the Grass Manor.

He wants to rush from the world of shadows to the room on the third floor!

However, just a few meters away, when he was about to step onto the stone handrail of the balcony on the third floor, Jodl suddenly paused.

Because Yodel clearly felt that at the previous moment, this gray-white path of shadows seemed to have been hit hard with a heavy hammer from every corner!

resonance.

These two words popped up in Jodl's heart.

What a familiar feeling.

He frowned slightly, then gave up and continued climbing.

In the next moment, Yodel's left foot kicked towards the gray-white outer wall of the gray-white house like a thunderbolt, soaring into the air like a flying swallow, and rolled backwards!

Within a few meters of the gray-white balcony, where Yodel had just set foot, there was a burst of space ripples strangely, spreading shockingly, shaking all the outer walls of the surrounding gray-white houses down!

This ripple showed a shocking blood red.

This blood red instantly flooded the entire trail of gray and white shadows!

Yordle, who was rolling in the air, sighed inexplicably, and transparent space ripples appeared all over his body.

This yordle's spatial ripples offset the incoming bloody ripples.

Within a few seconds, his figure disappeared into the void.

And in the real world.

In Vinegrass Manor, under the observation deck on the third floor, a blood mist enveloped a large space in mid-air, retracting, shrinking, as if it was vibrating regularly!

Jordle suddenly appeared in this weird vibration!

The Yordle who appeared rolled over, looking at the blood mist around him, frowning in mid-air—it has been twelve years, and once again, he was artificially forced out of the Path of Shadows.

Used in the same way as before.

What awaited him was a long-prepared ambush.

The blood mist stopped vibrating, and a suffocating breath swirled countless blood droplets and rushed towards it.

The blood mist condensed an old bloody right hand in the air, and hit a seemingly light palm towards Yodel who had no way to borrow strength in midair.

Straight to the chest and abdomen.

But before that palm came close, Yodel's chest and abdomen clothes made an ominous "sizzling" sound and shattered one by one in the air!

If you observe carefully, you will find that the surrounding of that bloody palm is covered with fine blood mist, corroding all obstacles encountered!

Like yordle's heart.

And he stagnated in mid-air, unable to dodge.

Shadow Path can no longer give him shelter.

In mid-air, Yordle, who was about to face a catastrophe, could only calmly retract his chest and abdomen, curl his body into a strange shape, and delay the time when he met the palm head-on.

A little over a second.

A lot of things happen in just a little more than a second!

In Yodel's right hand, the dark short sword appeared instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the sword in Yodel's hand flickered, and he slashed three times in a row!

Among the three swords, none hit the dangerous bloody palm.

But behind Yodel's asphalt lens, the gears rotate rapidly, and the fine blood mist all over the sky appears in his eyes as if there is nowhere to hide: I saw this frightening blood mist, swung by Yodel's dagger, Three ripples invisible to ordinary people were shaken!

The bloody palm attacked without hindrance, only a second away.

The gears behind the yordle lens changed direction in an instant, and when the color of the crystal lens changed, so did his field of vision: three ripples shook the surrounding blood, and behind the bloody palm, a special drop of blood appeared in the Turned irregularly in the vibration.

The next moment, Yodel's short sword drew an afterimage at an incredible speed, piercing the irregular drop of blood.

"Hey!"

The tip of the sword gently tapped on the palm made of blood mist, and then quickly retracted, without wasting any energy, but without stinging energy.

In the palm of the blood mist, a blood droplet, not too big and not too small, shattered.

Then, within a few tenths of a second, the bloody palm that was originally fierce will be printed on Yodel's chest, and it will instantly collapse into nothingness!

Yordle landed lightly. Between his left chest and abdomen, a piece of clothing that had been severely corroded by the blood mist turned into fly ash, revealing a hidden muscle. The skin on the surface had long been corroded and blood flowed out.

And the blood mist all over the sky gathered backwards along with the disintegrated bloody palms, re-gathering the dead figure of Chris Corleone in front of Yoddle, but failed to condense his right palm.

Yordle didn't even look at the wound between his chest and abdomen, and let the blood on it wet the hem of his robe until his muscles contracted automatically, stopping the eroded wound from continuing to bleed.

Chris frowned, and swung his right arm. A crimson new metacarpal bone grew from his lost right wrist, mixed with blood mist, and re-condensed muscles and skin at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yoddle's chest and abdomen wounds appear to be much worse, while Chris's right hand has grown back unscathed.

But in Chris's heart, there seemed to be a haze: He knew that in the dangerous battle of life and death just now, the proud long-lived species had already lost to the short-lived species behind the mask.

At first, Yordle fell into his unique shadow path and disappeared into this world, but on the other side of the world, he continued to move forward.

But then, Chris used the ubiquitous blood mist to form tens of thousands of blood droplets, and with a sudden burst of orderly and powerful resonance, he protected Gao Ming's mask and shook him out of the shadow he enjoyed alone.

Yordle, whose path was suddenly cut off, fell into Chris's trap in mid-air, and the blood mist, which was full of weak corrosive power, was attracted by the source blood, condensed into palms with higher concentration, and attacked Yordle.

With no way to leverage, no way to dodge, no way to fall into the shadows, Yodel fell into an absolute disadvantage.

But only in an instant, Jodl won more than a second with his sharp turn.

In this short period of a little more than a second, Yodel confirmed the location of the source blood among the tens of thousands of small blood droplets, destroyed it, and shattered Chris' right hand by the way.

The victory of the extreme masters is determined by this.

Jodl was only missing a palm-sized piece of skin and the outer lining of some of his veins.

Chris, under Yodel's sword, lost a drop of essence representing the exuberant life of the blood race, and it took more than a hundred years to condense a drop of original blood.

Chris sighed, what a brilliant young man, a terrible latecomer.

"It's really beautiful skills, and amazing intuition - I compared you with 'Kingdom's Wrath' before, it seems that I am ignorant."

While Chris was speaking, his figure flickered again, avoiding Yodel's ghostly sword.

"Even 'Wrath of the Kingdom' can't do better than you."

Yoddle ignored him, just stomped on the ground and rushed to a window on the second floor.

But Chris stood in his way again.

"But you can't recover." Chris swayed, avoiding the attack of Yordle, and dragging him to the third floor.

The long-lived old man kept talking, but he was full of the chilling insights of the long-lived: "At that boy's age, he is probably the smartest and calmest short-lived I have ever seen in my thousand-year lifespan. "

Chris, who has lost a drop of blood, no longer expects to kill or even defeat this opponent—extreme masters are all powerful, high-level, and dangerous people who can send and receive freely. To understand the heart.

But he couldn't let the other party disturb His Highness's eating—especially the ephemeral cub, which might be the key to His Highness's awakening.

"Unfortunately, his curiosity and sense of crisis are too strong—even if he knows that reinforcements are imminent, he can't help but take the initiative to save himself and defend himself—he probably can't bear the feeling that his fate is in the hands of others."

"We only feinted a few times before he keenly noticed that the third floor might be our weakness and weakness."

"Curiosity and a sense of crisis made him unable to resist pushing the door open."

"As everyone knows, that's where we want him to go."

"His Highness needs his blood and his strength."

"Young man, you are too late."

"That ephemeral boy is already at this very moment," Chris's eyes sparkled, and for the first time, there was respect and admiration in his tone of addressing Thales: "He has become the power of His Highness."

Yodel's dagger trembled slightly.

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When Thales saw clearly the scorched black hand protruding from the strange black coffin, he was stunned for five seconds.

Intense memory flashbacks invaded every cell in his brain again, capturing scenes that seemed familiar to him from the void:

I only heard that delicate and gentle voice, but at this moment said unceremoniously:

"Wu Qiren——you scratched me! It's just revisiting the classics, why are you so frightened!"

In Thales' ears, his voice in his previous life was full of fear and trembling:

"I thought it was "The Godfather" or something - but who would have thought that you would watch "The Grudge" in the middle of the night!"

"This is the classic handed down from generation to generation, okay? Look at how cute Kayako is - oh, take it easy! My skin is tender!"

"Fuck she she she she she she appeared! You have big breasts, please help me block it!"

"At this time, I think my breasts are big? What do you usually do-oh, you are afraid, so you close your eyes!"

"I can't help it anymore, can we turn on the light—hey, she, she, she, she crawled down!"

"Wu Qiren! Sit back on the chair obediently!"

"I'm going, grandma, don't pause at this scene! Hey! I have to go up and down the stairs every day, okay—"

The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and in the darkness, flashbacks of past life memories for no reason were interrupted by a terrifying roar.

"Hey-"

Listening to this sound, it is like a drowning person suddenly waking up from suspended animation.

But in the eyes of Thales, who has been deeply poisoned by the memories of his previous life, it sounds like a thousand-year-old ghost, revived overnight and screaming!

Thales came back to his senses in a jerk, and found in a daze that the ghostly hand that was grasping the edge of the coffin suddenly pulled out with this terrifying roar!

Mummified wrists.

The forearm was scorched black as if it had been scorched by hellfire.

It looked like a broken shoulder that had been bitten by countless ants.

Following that hand one by one, they were exposed outside the black coffin!

This ghost hand, and the almost inhuman "subject" connected to it, seem to be slowly crawling out of the black coffin!

Until a creepy head slowly popped out of the coffin under the faint moonlight!

This skinny "head" has long, white and wilted hair, and its entire face is scorched and withered. The disproportionately large black mouth, where the nose is located, is actually a bottomless darkness!

Thales only felt his goose bumps, starting from his scalp and spreading to his fingertips.

Under the cover of white hair, "it" opened its jet-black "mouth", the huge black mouth was split open to the ear!

"Ho—"

The stern roar came to Thales' ears head-on.

The traveler's scalp went numb, and he almost fell limp to the ground!

The monster didn't stop, it crawled out of the black coffin slowly but rhythmically, as if it was groping around.

From the head to the half of the body, from the left arm to the right arm, the "head" finally crossed the edge of the coffin, and the entire upper body fell to the ground.

Finally, the left hand, withered like a ghost, lightly touched the ground.

Thales' mind was blank at this moment, he trembled slightly, and slowly took in a breath of cool air.

At this time, the head attached to the ground seemed to feel something.

It paused, then slowly raised its head towards Thales' direction.

Dry white hair fell to the sides, and its "front face" was slightly exposed, facing Thales.

Where the eye sockets should have been.

Thales saw—

Two large irregular black holes.

The traverser almost fainted from fright.

It's like, an unburnt, mummy?

But it seems that after crossing, the rich street experience has made him more courageous. Although Thales was afraid, he was still trembling and retrieved the little reason left in his brain.

No matter what that thing is—Thales shuddered and said silently, I must escape!

Although it looks scary, its speed is not fast, I just need to-

Thales tried his best not to think about the plots of those horror movies in his previous life. He turned his feet and twisted the comfortable children's leather shoes that Gilbert had prepared for him (although they had been greatly worn out during the running), preparing to rely on speed to get out of this dangerous place. place.

Just wait for Yordle's rescue - Thales thought so, but the moment his leather shoes turned, that ghostly monster jumped out of the coffin!

Like a headless ghost swimming blindly, suddenly awakened!

"Ho-ah!" The mournful roar sounded again!

Thales, who was full of shock points, turned his head and ran away in fright!

"Tata—" Thales turned pale, took two steps, and ran towards the balcony!

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