Kingdom’s Bloodline

Marina's blade was cold, especially when it was against her throat.

After the bloody battle that was forced between the Meteorite and the Death Crow, in which all three parties played their cards out of the hole, Thales could feel his own improvement: he reacted better and moved faster in the face of actual combat, The power of the finisher flows more freely.

but……

Thales looked unwillingly at Ricky's indifferent expression and his easy-going attitude, and his neck had to follow the opponent's blade.

hateful.

From the prince's sudden outburst to Ricky's successful counterattack, the confrontation between the two sides was just a face-to-face meeting, and the shocking change of rabbit ups and downs lasted less than two seconds.

Quick Rope and Dean, who were covering for Thales, were firmly pinned down on the ground by multiple opponents, unable to move, with painful expressions on their faces. Many mercenaries were still preparing to fight, watching the situation reversed instantly in surprise.

"Obviously, someone has to teach our prince when not to do something." Clay snorted coldly at the side, and retracted the lightning-fast dark light into the scabbard.

"I told you," the ex-baron Russell, who calmed down in a shock, looked at the swords of disaster around him with dissatisfaction: "This prince is very tricky..."

And Qianzi frowned at Thales, who failed to fight back: "You restless little guy, aren't you?"

"Bastard..." Gritting her teeth, the flushed Marina held a single sword and walked forward, preparing to take down the reckless prince and teach him a lesson.

But right now.

Snapped!

I saw the prince turned over regardless, stretched his right arm, and firmly held the enemy's sword hand.

Ricky's face changed, and he looked at Thales in surprise.

Even Marina's footsteps were stopped.

"Hey, Swords of Disaster."

Thales' arm muscles tensed, and he desperately pushed the blade away from his throat, his voice trembling slightly in the wrestling: "It's not...it's over..."

However, at that moment, the prince felt that the opponent's wrist was like a thousand-year-old tree that had taken root, and it was also like a huge boulder sinking into the ground.

Push it without moving, shake it without shaking.

"I heard that you are very interested in Black Sword, right?" Thales tried his best not to think about the cold sword edge on his neck, and forced a smile: "What a coincidence, I am also very interested in him..."

Ricky watched the other party's final battle of trapped beasts, frowned, and seemed very dissatisfied.

"A wise man should know when to give up..."

Following Ricky's words, a strange force came continuously from the opponent's wrist!

Thales suddenly changed color!

At that moment, Ricky's finishing power flowed into his whole body through Thales' palm.

Thales felt as if he had been thrown into a large cauldron, the lid was closed, and the flame was put on.

piping hot.

tingling.

heavy.

In a trance, his blood made an uneasy muffled sound, and his skin felt a little bit irritated, and all the bones in his body couldn't move, as if he was tightly bound to death and under heavy pressure.

In the sense of hell, the final power in Ricky's body is like countless deep whirlpools, devouring everything in the eternal undercurrent.

Once caught in it, there is no escape, no power to leave.

What the hell is this—Thales thought painfully—what?

At this time, Ricky's icy voice slowly entered Thales' ears:

"...Like you."

Ricky watched with satisfaction as Thales' face turned from red to white, his breathing was stagnant, and he watched Thales lose his focus under his terrifying power, trembling slightly, and his palms loosened.

every time.

Ricky pursed his lips, thinking boredly and indifferently.

This happens every time.

As their finishing power pours into their opponents...

He shook his head in disdain, but just as Ricky was about to push away Thales, who was powerless to resist, the prey under the blade suddenly trembled slightly.

Boom!

Under everyone's eyes, the prince, who was at the end of his strength, suddenly took a deep breath, stretched out his left hand, and tightly clasped Rich's collar!

Ricky's pupils narrowed instantly.

Thales gritted his teeth and exerted strength with his hands, bringing the distance between the two closer.

Ricky stared blankly at Thales in front of him, with some doubts: "You, can you still move?"

"As the leader, you are really special, Ricky," Thales' breathing became more and more urgent, with sweat oozing from his forehead, but his face was rosy, and his words flowed smoothly: "They are all cold and violent, and you... "

Ricky shuddered suddenly: "What?"

"Your ones are scorching, oppressive, heavy, covering the sky and the sun, like a vortex of terror that cannot be escaped," Thales smiled profusely, feeling the power of ending in his body surge up, as if consciously Expel and clean up the alien forces that invaded the body:

"But the ominous energy is still the same."

"Swords of Disaster."

The power of termination began to flood Thales' brain, boiling and excited.

After hearing Thales' words, Ricky's eyes widened in surprise:

"You...how are you..."

Thales pinched the opponent's wrist and collar tightly, resisting the influence of the power of termination on him, suppressing the urge and desire to fight back immediately.

hateful.

Not enough, not enough.

He still... didn't believe it!

Still need...more!

While thinking about it, Thales groaned profusely with sweat.

He observed the characteristics of Ricky's terminating power, urging the power in his body to change as he imitated the Fold of Fate not long ago.

scorching hot.

Thinking of this, Thales felt the guilt of the river of hell in his body flow spontaneously, emitting a terrible high temperature in his consciousness.

repressed.

The power of termination roared, covering blood vessels, muscles, bones, almost all human tissues, like dark clouds covering the sun, without leaving a single gap.

heavy.

The inexplicable pressure came to Thales' body, and it became more and more obvious with the change of power, if there was any substance.

Blot out the sun.

Soon, the crime of prison river swirled around a center, as if it was about to tear apart, and it seemed to be swallowing everything——At that moment, Thales had an illusion: no matter what kind of attack, as long as he is still immersed In this vortex formed by the power of the end, that can be easily taken over.

Thales exhaled in pain: he could vaguely hear his body protesting again and again amidst chilling friction sounds like an overwhelmed machine.

No one knew that in less than a second, he experienced terrifying ups and downs from the peak to the deep valley, and from the ground to the clouds.

Compared with the twist of fate, which is similar to "handling with ease", this time, the transformation of the crime of prison river has given him a greater burden and price than he imagined.

but……

Thales tried his best to cheer up and looked at the enemy in front of him.

The young man took a deep breath, slightly exerted force on the fingers holding the opponent's wrist, and smiled as if relieved:

"like this?"

Soon, the crime of the newborn prison river that completed the transformation in a trance poured into Ricky's body.

Ricky was puzzled at first, but as the unusually familiar force gradually came, the man's breathing became more and more urgent.

"This is……"

scorching hot.

repressed.

heavy.

Blot out the sun.

like...

like...

Looking at Thales' smile and feeling the feeling coming from the other person's body, there are no words to describe Ricky's current expression.

"No……"

He widened his eyes and shook his head subconsciously, as if he couldn't believe the facts in front of him:

"impossible……"

Thales coughed in pain, and the immature power of termination dissipated immediately.

His hands left Ricky's collar and dropped limply.

The onlookers didn't know the truth, and listened to the conversation between the two with surprise on their faces.

Anxious Sonny wanted to come forward, but Ricky waved him back.

"What's wrong, Ricky?" Clay asked tentatively.

But the leader of the Sword of Disaster just shook his head slightly and didn't answer, You Zi was immersed in unbelievable surprise.

"I know."

Thales seemed to be on the verge of dying. His expression was bewildered, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I know why you want the black sword."

Ricky's shock slowly disappeared, but his brows became more and more wrinkled.

He began to face up to the facts before him.

"Who are you?" "Krasu" of the Sword of Disaster asked in a deep voice.

But Thales just took a deep breath and shook his head.

"Trust me, Ricky, you don't want the black sword," said the prince with a tired face:

"You want me."

"The ones you really need."

The boy looked at each other steadily:

"I."

The lights in the tavern were much dimmer than before, making Ricky's expression extremely serious.

On the other side, the blade of the Shadow Shield coughed, reminding the people of the Sword of Disaster.

"What are they doing?" Russell urged impatiently, "Are you chatting?"

The masked man looked at Ricky worriedly, seeing his motionless figure while suppressing the prince: "Ricky, we should act..."

He waved to Sonny and Marina, and the latter two stepped forward either cautiously or with gritted teeth.

But Ricky raised his head suddenly!

"Stand back!"

The leader of Baneblade has never been so serious.

He looked coldly at the subordinates who were about to come up to capture the prince, and said coldly, "All of you."

The mercenaries were all startled.

But before they could react, Ricky withdrew the sword in his right hand, grabbed Thales' collar with his powerful left hand, lifted him from the ground, and slammed him onto the table next to him! boom!

Amidst the loud noise, Thales lay on the table in pain and groaned.

But before he could react, Ricky reversed the blade, pierced the air, and stabbed towards his head out of thin air!

call out!

Thales' mind went blank.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the tip of the sword barely passed Thales' scalp and was nailed deeply into the table.

It was only an inch away from Thales' forehead.

The prince glanced at Jianfeng's cold light from the corner of his eye, and looked into Ricky's eyes in shock amidst his beating heart.

"Hey, watch out!"

Qianzi stared wide-eyed, stretched out his hand and said, "We don't want to get a corpse..."

But Ricky ignored him, and the masked man stood in front of Qianzi coldly, preventing him from taking a step forward.

The leader of the Sword of Disaster slowly bent down and approached Thales, who was just in shock.

"tell me."

His hand was still holding the hilt of the sword, twisting the blade, making a frightening friction sound in the punctured wood: "Your Royal Highness, the arrogant prince."

Ricky said word by word, "Have you...have you ever tasted death?"

His eyes were as cold as ice, and even the lights reflected in his pupils were full of chills.

At that moment, the masked man and Kreziqi opened their eyes wide and looked at each other.

Like know something.

Thales stared at the other party's eyes, digesting the other party's words.

The taste of death.

The other party understood.

Thales breathed a sigh of relief.

His goal has been achieved.

But obviously, others didn't understand.

"Dear Crassus, with all due respect, he may have offended you, but the prince in your hand is extremely valuable..." Qianzi seemed to be worried about the meaning contained in Ricky's tone, and he looked anxiously. Raising your hands: "If you are dissatisfied with him..."

Ricky turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened with anger, and he sternly shouted:

"Shut up!"

Qianzi was dumb for one, and the rest of the words were blocked in his mouth.

In the next second, Ricky turned his head, continued to stare at Thales on the table, and said sternly, "Answer me, Prince."

He was short of breath: "Have you ever seen death?"

At this moment, Ricky is like a ferocious beast with sharp claws and furious beard, no longer the tranquility and indifference when we first met.

die.

Thales frowned, his thoughts drifting away.

Chewing the past scenes, the prince clenched his fists while recovering from the previous consumption.

And Ricky still holds him hostage, not relaxing at all.

The whispers in the tavern slowly disappeared. Although the mercenaries were puzzled, they still stood firm, waiting for the leader's decision.

A few seconds passed.

"Of course." The prince gritted his teeth and breathed disorderly: "I have seen it."

"More than you can imagine."

Ricky frowned slowly.

"But you're alive." He said slowly, the anger and shock slowly dissipating.

This is not a question.

"Yes."

Thales repeated his words with a forced smile.

"Although I can't remember clearly, but..." Thales took a deep breath, and stopped looking at the sword edge on his forehead: "Yes, I'm back, every time I come back."

He tremblingly raised his right hand and nodded his chest:

"Go with it."

Ricky's brows were completely relaxed, and he stopped twisting the blade on the table.

"How did you know?"

His tone was cautious:

"About us, about..."

Ricky's eyes followed Thales' fingers, and he said the next word solemnly and seriously: "It?"

Thales let out a hard breath.

"Don't forget, I'm Canxing," the prince said with a weak smile, "We know everything."

Ricky's expression froze, his eyes narrowed.

"Bright Star..."

"Horace Bright Star?"

Ricky took a deep breath, his tone lowered along with his head: "Is it him?"

"He...knows all this from the Tower of the End?"

Thales was slightly taken aback.

What?

"Whether it's him or not..." Thales swallowed his throat, determined to get through the immediate crisis first: "But you want me."

He stared straight at the slightly confused Ricky: "You want me more than anything else."

"Because I represent the miracle and opportunity you dream of," Thales repeated their words in a low voice:

"It is the end of an old era and the beginning of a new century."

Following Thales' words, Ricky's expression slowly faded from confusion.

He looked up.

"Yes," Ricky looked at the prince in front of him, sighed, and said in relief:

"I want you."

His words are quite profound.

In the next second, Ricky used his right hand to pull the blade out of the table and turned to the others.

Thales was left alone, lying on his back on the table, panting in shock.

"Take him—be polite." Ricky flicked the sword flower, and threw the sword back to Marina, who was unwilling and staring at Thales intently.

Sonny nodded and stepped forward.

"Get ready," at that moment, as if Ricky had become the calm, indifferent leader before: "We will start the next step."

Clay and the masked man exchanged glances, glanced at Thales uneasily, and nodded in unison.

The mercenaries took action one after another.

"Since we have subdued this naughty prince," Qianzi coughed, reminding himself of his existence, "then let us take him away, at least to a safe place..."

But Ricky suddenly raised his head and made a sound, interrupting him.

"The prince must remain in our hands as collateral."

His categorical words made Qianzi stunned.

"It won't be handed over to you until we complete our goal and withdraw from the camp," Ricky said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, both Qianzi and Russell's eyes widened.

Thales exhaled a breath, feeling a little relieved.

finally……

Quick Rope and Dean, who were subdued on the ground, became more and more confused, just like the mercenaries, they didn't know why.

"etc!"

Qianzi looked at Ricky from a distance, and said in an unbelievable tone: "I gave you such a big guarantee, but you still insist on the original status?"

He pointed at Thales who was roughly dragged off the table by Sonny.

But Ricky just snorted.

"You didn't give me anything, son, the Shadow Shield was originally an enemy of the stars," the leader of the Sword of Disaster said coldly: "Even if that letter was exposed, it was just a list of enemies in the Secret Department. It's just a few people ahead."

Qianzi's face turned cold.

The blood vessels in his hands were looming.

"So, the letter I wrote to you is in vain?"

Qianzi's tone followed his expression, and slowly tightened: "This is not the way to do business."

He put his hands in his robe and walked slowly forward.

The masked man consciously stood in front of him.

The mercenaries sensed the vague sense of tension, and without needing to be reminded, they consciously entered the pre-war preparations, and stood in formation one after another, vigilant against the hidden enemies outside the eaves.

"We—mercenaries have our own way of doing business."

Ricky said indifferently: "Accept it, or screw it up, that's your choice."

Qianzi's eyes became extremely cold.

"Screw it?" The guest of Shadow Shield gritted his teeth, his words were cold.

"Everyone," Russell saw that the situation was about to come to a stalemate again, and quickly said, "This camp is full of Starman troops. If we hold each other back, no one will be able to get out of here safely, regardless of achieving our goal."

Ricky smiled back.

"The agreement we promised you has been fulfilled, and the prince is here."

"I think you don't mind if we temporarily hold the goods," Ricky raised his voice, but intentionally or unintentionally glanced at several corners of the top of the tavern: "Until you pay the balance?"

The drill stiffened.

He knew that the places Ricky just looked at were all the positions where the assassins of the Shadow Shield had been hiding outside the house for a long time, ready to attack at any time.

but……

Qianzi clenched his fist unwillingly.

"You don't think I'm blind, do you?"

Qianzi gritted his teeth and said, "Just now, you and that prince whispered over there for so long..."

Thales was being roughly tied up by Sonny, noticing that he was carrying his bag on his back, and was startled when he heard this.

The brazener glared at Ricky, who was resting before his eyes: "You won't really be tempted by this prince, have you reached some kind of deal with him?"

"For example... some transactions between you and Star Kingdom, such as the prison of bones?"

Ricky stopped what he was doing.

Russell didn't speak anymore, he looked at other people's eyes full of deep distrust.

The masked man frowned.

"That's ugly," Qianzi said coldly, "Do you think that the Shadow Shield will come all the way to let you take away our target so easily?"

Ricky took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at the masked man.

he laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The masked man laughed too.

It was like hearing the biggest joke in the world.

"I can understand, you gave that letter, so you are very unwilling, it feels like being eaten for nothing..." Ricky smiled happily, and he waved his hand: "You are still worried that we will judge the situation , and turned to collude with Xingchen?"

"Let you fall short?"

Qianzi's face became more and more ugly.

Ricky stepped forward, passed the masked man, and came to Qianzi.

"But what I'm saying is, brat, like you, we were doomed long ago to be enemies of the stars."

Qianzi was taken aback for a moment.

Ricky stared at him, and said indifferently: "As a letter to you, as a reward for your 'sincerity'..."

With a calm expression, he hooked his fingers behind him:

"Samir?"

Under the doubts of Qianzi, Russell, and Thales and the others, the masked man snorted coldly and stepped forward.

He stretched out his hand and pulled off his mask without hesitation.

The lights flickered, reflecting the masked man's face indistinctly.

It was a face that had gone through vicissitudes. The man was in his forties or fifties, with high cheekbones and gray temples.

Qianzi looked at him with a puzzled expression on his face, as if he didn't know why for a while.

"Who are you……"

The masked man shook his head disdainfully.

But Russell beside the brazener changed his expression!

"That's..." Exeter's ex-baron stared at him, trembling slightly.

Including Quick Rope, many mercenaries looked at each other suspiciously, extremely puzzled.

Thales stretched his neck as hard as he could, but he could only see the side face of the masked man.

hateful……

What is that guy...

But Thales was also stunned immediately.

profile.

That's right, he could only see the profile of the masked man.

But that's enough.

I saw an obvious and hideous brand on the other side's side face, from the chin to the cheekbones.

Flesh turned out, bloody.

like...

Thales stared blankly at the brand on the opponent's face.

Just like the two imprints on the wrist of Raphael Lindbergh from the Secret Department six years ago, it said the Arend family's...

But the prince was shocked again!

He recognized it.

The brand marks on the face of the masked man are regular and shaped...

That is……

Thales couldn't believe his eyes.

But the masked man spoke quickly, ending Thales' question.

"This is the letter 'S' of the ancient empire, which stands for the royal family of Canxing, and it was branded a long time ago." He lightly touched the ugly and terrible years of branding on his face, and said coldly.

The drill trembled violently!

The masked man said coldly: "The person who is branded with this brand is a sinner who was personally punished by the Supreme King of the Stars, and bears the shame and sin that will never be forgiven and will not be redeemed for life."

Qianzi took a step back, with a surprised expression on his face.

Ricky crossed his arms and sneered slightly, Clay looked like he had known it for a long time and was not surprised.

Marina looked at the masked man's confession with a complicated expression.

Thales stared blankly at the person named Samir.

Qianzi remembered something, and asked uncertainly: "You said, your name is Samir? You are..."

Samir, who was no longer masked, snorted softly.

"As you said, everyone has a past."

Selmi turned and faced the whole tavern.

"After the great war eighteen years ago, besides you assassins who deserved to die... In Eternal Star City, there were also a group of people who were accused and imprisoned by the newly crowned King Kessel."

Samir paced slowly, his tone cold.

"They are all skilled, experienced, powerful, noble-born warriors who once made a glorious oath to defend the most noble blood of this kingdom."

Semir turned his head suddenly and looked at Thales, which surprised the latter.

Under the illumination of the light, the brand marks on the opponent's face became more obvious and more terrifying.

Semir said slowly: "But they, because of that well-known failure and humiliation, suffered unjust injustice in the anger of the new king, and were charged with serious crimes. From now on, they can only waste their lives in the miserable underground. "

"You will never be free, and you will never see the sun."

Selmi looked up, her voice half proud, half pained.

"I'm Colin Semir, from Eternal Star City, the youngest son of Viscount Luca Semir."

He said sadly.

"I used to be the second flag-bearer of the Star Royal Guard, the personal guard of His Majesty the late King Eddie II, and the glorious 'Emperor's Imperial Guard'."

He stared at Thales with extremely complicated eyes: "It was a member of the royal guard who guarded the Fuxing Palace in the Year of Blood."

Thales stared back at him blankly, his mood was disturbed.

Royal Guard?

Isn't that...

I saw Samir gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and said angrily in a nearly suffocating atmosphere: "It was also after the unfair trial that forty-six royals were sentenced to lifelong confinement in the prison of bones for refusing to plead guilty." Among the members of the guard, the only lucky one who escaped on the way."

"There is no place in the entire kingdom of stars—sinners."

Qianzi didn't speak anymore, he just looked at Samir with deep eyes.

There was no sound in the tavern.

Until Ricky spoke again: "Compared to your letter that was more gimmicky than actual, this is our guarantee, brat."

"It is impossible for us to cooperate with Star Kingdom."

"So the prince will stay in our hands, and even act with us," Ricky said coldly: "His safety, and whether he can be handed over to you smoothly... all depend on our next actions." Whether it goes well or not."

"And I'm here, thank you in advance for your generous help?"

Ricky is full of hints and authenticity.

Qianzi and Russell frowned.

Ricky snorted softly, turned his head, and ignored them.

"Now."

The leader of the Sword of Disaster glanced at a circle of serious mercenaries, and his eyes especially flicked across Thales' face in a complicated mood:

"Let's go."

"Target - Prison of Bones."