Kingdom’s Bloodline

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In that far away side.

In that narrow, crude but warm and bright bar cellar...

I probably won't escape, but they'll survive...

A ragged, bruised boy clenched his fists.

He raised his head and looked at the opposite side, the red-haired girl with double knives in her legs, heroic and slightly surprised, squeezed out a brave smile:

It's time for me to go.

Go to Hongfang Street.

That is……

he thought vaguely.

"Boom... Boom!"

During the thunderstorm, his thoughts became clear, and then he saw another scene again.

It was a magnificent semi-circular hall, in front of the rich and dignified ministers who were full of expensive clothes, solemn expressions, and steady demeanor...

Similarly, it is the boy who looks like a beautifully dressed boy, but is still scarred inside, standing on the stone steps...

Yes, Duke Kevin Deere... I saved your life...

He bit his lips stubbornly but relieved, and said softly to another young man with a round face, who had an unswerving expression:

So, you owe me a thank you.

This is……

Thales' breathing quickened, as if there was a certain emotion brewing in his heart.

He only felt a tremor of consciousness, and those illusions that had been confused before reappeared, the realm that can be touched as long as he stretches out his hand lightly.

supreme.

universal.

Perfect.

That seductive call.

But those temptations,

He couldn't shake what he saw.

Thales only blurred his vision for a second, then shook his head firmly and shook them off.

Wait a moment!

It was still the boy's voice.

This time, he was disheveled and his hands were bound, but he still sat on a big black coffin with a forced smile, smiling at a charming, alluring but extremely dangerous woman.

I heard that there is a magician here? Or the one that can be released?

The boy kicked the coffin board proudly:

Do you want to meet him?

The dangerous woman froze her smile, revealing her ferocious fangs.

is her.

Thales, who was up and down in the storm, smiled.

it's me.

It's us.

The next moment, the roar of wind and thunder sounded again, but they were immediately replaced by another similar but different sound.

It was shouting and killing.

The screams of killing all over the sky, in the blood, in the death, one after another in the struggle, covering the sky.

Sonia's choice is a dilemma no matter what...

In the envy and dementia fight of countless people, the boy stood surrounded by everyone, gasping for breath, nervous and uncontrollable.

It is up to us, to choose for Lord Sutherley.

To eliminate her hesitation and hesitation.

In the astonishment of others, the boy stared straight at the terrifying man in front of him who was full of blood and blood, full of wild aura, and breathing like a volcano.

He stared at the big silver and black bow behind the opponent, pointed to the sky-filled banners in the north, and gritted his teeth:

Get ready, break out.

"Bang Bang!"

Feeling the torment of severe body pain and overflowing thoughts, Thales gritted his teeth tightly in the black storm, but smiled.

turn out to be……

in this way.

enough!

A decisive and resolute roar broke the darkness and silence in memory.

In the rough hall with a burning brazier, the boy's expression became much more stable. At this moment, his footsteps were firm, and he walked forward step by step. He walked past the pale man with a cold face and a blade on his back. The imposing silent old man wearing a crown.

He walked towards the girl in glasses who was kneeling on the ground, weeping in pain at the ring in her palm, with a frightened face, and held her arm without hesitation.

Pull her behind him.

That's it... Tonight, she has to stay with me!

A bunch of lunatics!

Looking at the past, Thales's smile grew bigger and bigger.

The fire in my heart is also burning more and more vigorously.

The name of this sword is the Edge of the Pure World...

Amidst the desolate ruins, the boy stood in front of the man holding the black sword, looked at the red dagger, sighed softly, and smiled relievedly when he raised his head:

Let's go and see that lovely big sister.

Take a chance.

The screen flashes.

In the solemn temple, the boy looked bitterly and decisively at the girl in front of him.

Little slick...

If we just walk away and leave everything behind, the burden will make me feel breathless...

We can't go, we can't escape...

Ripples in the memory reappeared: in an extremely difficult situation, on the simple and rough carriage, the boy staggered and smiled happily at the middle-aged uncle smoking a pipe.

Believe it or not, Puttilai...

I figured it out, on that unique battlefield, only I can contend against him...

Send me to the Palace of Heroes, and send me back to Rumba's hands.

"Boom!"

In the black storm, Thales, who was about to lose his hold, took a deep breath.

He knows.

He understood.

not to be confused with others.

I see!

Is it enough!

In the midst of fighting, shouting and shoving, it was still the same damn hall. In front of several pairs of men in Chinese clothes who were ecstasy fighting each other, the boy climbed onto the table, shaking his small fists and roaring:

You Yankees . . . listen carefully!

I have an idea, it's much better than an ending where both sides suffer...!

As pictures flashed before his eyes, Thales's consciousness became clearer and his spirit became more and more vigorous.

"Crackling...Long!"

Thunder bang!

At that moment, Thales, who endured silently in the black storm and was powerless to resist, gritted his teeth lightly.

"call!"

A gust of wind struck and blew him up into the sky somewhere.

The storm was still howling and roaring, and the ink blade was still in pain.

But at that moment, Thales stood still firmly in the center of the storm.

No longer going back and forth with the wind, suffering ups and downs.

It seemed that this terrible storm could no longer move him.

But Thales slowly raised his gaze, and chuckled lightly and relieved.

He lowered his eyes, looked at his empty body, and stretched out his left hand consciously.

"Boom!" The black lightning flashed again.

Hit him on the side.

Following this fierce lightning flash, black wind lines gathered like life and rushed to Thales' left side.

They decompose into countless particles and reassemble.

Make up the shape of the arm.

The storm seemed to have received an order, roaring and howling, and the blowing became more and more violent!

Thales didn't move at all, and didn't even look at the newly appeared left arm.

"Boom!"

Another terrible thunder that broke through the eardrum!

The storm surged with fury, and the black wind enveloped Thales, rolling back and forth.

Thales' heart was clear and his consciousness was clear.

He knows his anchor.

not to be confused with others.

Others!

"Bang!" The black storm roared, but Thales, who was in the eye of the wind, closed his eyes gently.

As an anchor, the name Thales is just acquired, relying on the label of the situation.

Canxing's surname and prince's status are nothing but things that are given by others and taken back by others, and cannot withstand the ravages of time.

The crime of Hell River, magic power?

These seemingly unique and powerful powers are actually bullshit. They are not even strong or weak according to Hei Jian's statement, let alone these so-called powers that are blindly pursued by all living beings?

They are just icing on the cake decorations in life, since they can be obtained and used, they can be defeated and abandoned at any time.

Not to mention foreign objects jc, the edge of the world, and even cunning glasses.

None of this is his.

And his thoughts? His knowledge? His wisdom?

Those are also not his, and they are also instilled in the day after tomorrow.

As for Wu Qiren, the identity of the time traveler? What did he think and get in another world? No, by the same token, even in another world, it's not his.

These are not his anchors.

Nothing points to his ego.

Rudimentary words sounded in Thales' ears.

One day, you will again face important choices.

It is still the simple and solemn temple, and the voice of the veiled priestess is leisurely:

At that time, when you stand at an angle and height unimaginable by any existence, and think with a thinking beyond ordinary people...

You may recall what I said today.

Thales remembered the look in her eyes.

The chief priest of Haoyue Temple, Jewel Holme.

important choice.

Thinking of this, Thales laughed heartily, with an extremely firm look in his eyes.

Unwavering.

I see.

This is it.

Through his whole life, everything...

In the end, it really belongs to Thales Canxing himself...

Truly not to be confused by others, can serve as his anchor, pointing directly to the self...

only this!

"Boom! Boom!"

The memory that was almost overflowing in Thales' mind trembled!

There are countless pictures scattered.

In the vast desert, in the still moonlight night, a mature young man stood wearily at the door of the room, looking at the bald man sleeping soundly on the bed, looking at the throat of the man, he gritted his teeth and raised the dagger in his hand.

A few seconds later, the struggling boy finally exhaled, relieved and decisively...

Put down the dagger.

At this moment, Thales, who was out of control, suddenly opened his eyes!

anchor point...

He tensed his face, roared in the deafening storm, and shouted the answer that belonged to him alone

"choose"

At that moment, it seemed that all the tyrannical voices fell silent!

Only Thales' roar broke through the sky and resounded in this world!

"……choose!"

Almost at the same time, the uncontrolled storm howled fiercely, and struck at the same time as several black light flashes!

"Boom!"

As the black wind blew through the bones, a good left hand appeared from Thales's just-appearing left arm, like an entity built by wind and sand.

Thales' roar gradually disappeared, and he raised his new left hand and smiled faintly.

choose.

That's right.

After he came to this world, in the short but wonderful years...

What really belongs to him...

It belongs exclusively to Thales Canxing, and only he can make it...

choose.

It was him who faced every situation, every fork in the road, and every dilemma in the past fourteen years...

Free from any interference, not influenced by others, make it independently, do your best, have a clear heart, and are willing to bear the consequences with full authority...

Every choice!

"Boom!" Lightning continued.

Left hand, left shoulder, right hand, body, left leg, right leg...

In the mysterious storm, Thales' body appeared step by step, as if it had just been assembled in the void.

Every time the black wind howls and the black light strikes, some entities are brought to Thales.

It was as if he had just emerged from the water.

Just came to consciousness.

Thales stared calmly at the endless deep space ahead, indifferent in his heart.

Life and death are all false.

He lowered his head, looked silently at the familiar but unfamiliar scratches on the palm of his left hand, and slowly tightened his fist.

All that is gained is the other.

"Boom!"

Thales looked coldly at the jet-black storms around him, watching them pass through him time and time again, converging into a part of himself.

Consciousness is extremely clear.

There is no ambiguity.

The only way to be free is to choose.

Unrestrained, all to yourself!

This is what in him, from beginning to end, points to himself and cannot be confused by others!

Thales' choice!

"Boom!"

In the final thunderclap, when Thales' body finally appeared in the center of the storm intact and steady...

"call"

The last gust of wind blew, gradually farther and farther away, and gradually weakened.

Into a pleasant and comfortable breeze.

The storm is gone.

Thunder disappeared without a trace.

All the noise and violence came to an abrupt end at the same time.

In mid-air, Thales slowly raised his head, stretched out his hands, and felt the changes in himself.

so……

This is "out of control"?

The boy smiled.

At this moment, he was extremely sober.

All I could see was a clear sky.

Bright, clean, clear.

turn out to be.

In the next moment, Thales gently closed his eyes.

in this way.

And when he opened his eyes again...

"Steady!"

"Take care of the hostages!"

In the dark dungeon, Qianzi put a dagger against Marina's throat in a gaffe, and yelled ferociously and frantically at the person in front of him:

"Stand back, punishment knight!"

"The hostage is in my hands! Whatever tricks you and that vanished brat are up to..."

On the other side, the masked guards were still being controlled by the four shadow assassins, and Kuai Rope and Tampa were also threatened by the assassins, trembling.

He gets it.

In the chaotic situation, Sakel, who was standing on the other side, raised the saber in his left hand with difficulty hiding his anger, and swept across the assassins in front of him:

"The prince is no longer here, do you think I care?"

In the chaotic situation, the breath of the assassin, the screams of the hostages, the struggle of the chains, the friction of the weapons in the hands, and the quarrel between the two sides were mixed together!

The brazener gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"Then try"

But at this moment, Qianzi's words suddenly stopped.

Not just him.

Everyone was stunned.

"Step, step, step..." came the sound of light footsteps.

People's eyes focus on one place.

All were projected onto the boy who suddenly appeared.

There was a momentary silence in the dungeon, but Xuan was broken again.

"You...prince...how did you...you just disappeared...you now..."

Qianzi looked at Thales in shock, hesitating, unable to finish his sentence.

His eyes kept wandering between Thales and the silver-edged sword stuck on the ground.

That expression, as if Thales just got out of the ground.

so……

Did I just disappear? The prince thought lightly.

Scared them enough?

"How did you do it, kid?" Sackel behind him was equally unbelievable, dumbfounded.

Is it... the magic of the Alchemy Tower?

In the distance, Marina was still struggling, Kuaisheng blinked curiously, and Tampa, who was sluggish, didn't seem to notice at all.

The firmly restrained Yordle remained motionless, and the emotions behind the mask did not reveal the slightest bit.

Thales nodded slightly at him and smiled.

He suddenly remembered the conversation between the two of them.

No.

You will be better than him.

I know that you have something in him that he doesn't have.

Thales sighed and stretched out his right hand, pulled out the long sword he got from Ricky from the ground, and threw a sword flower away.

The silver blade is flowing, and the sword's edge is sharp.

But the prince's eyes were no longer on the sword.

He finds it amazing.

Now he feels a lot.

Dust, dirt, waste wood, passages in the dungeon...

The positions, breathing, and secrets of the enemy and us...

But Thales at this moment is completely different from how tired, panicked, and unstable he was when Dragon Clouds City was fighting against Giza.

But absolute indifference and calmness.

It seems that all impulsivity and recklessness have faded away.

Only rationality remains.

not only that.

Thales looked gently at everyone in front of him.

He is different.

He feels it.

Now, he can do things.

There are many.

But most importantly...

He is sober now.

"Let them go, brat."

In the shocked eyes of the audience, Thales looked indifferently at the brazier holding the dagger:

"I'll just say it once."

Qianzi took a breath in a trance, before accepting the fact that the prince appeared again.

not now.

Now, he must address the current situation.

He still has the advantage, doesn't he? With the presence of this indecisive prince, things can only go better...

Thinking of this, Qianzi sneered.

"Look, Your Highness," Qianzi pressed the dagger to Marina's throat again, threateningly:

"I'll only do it once..."

Thales also chuckled, feeling his rare state.

"Then continue."

Qianzi frowned.

what happened?

this kid...

No.

He must be made aware of the situation...

"You have become more confident, Your Highness,"

Seeing Thales' smile, Qianzi gritted his teeth and pushed his hand: "But sometimes it's not good..."

The next second, Qianzi, who was about to strike, was taken aback for a moment!

What?

He realized something was wrong.

The leader of the Shadow Assassins lowered his head abruptly.

Seeing the moment in front of him clearly, his pupils suddenly dilated!

"Looking for this?"

Thales smiled neatly, and gently raised a familiar dagger with his left hand:

"Looks like your hands are slippery, brat."

Bang!

Thales let go of his hand and let Qianzi's dagger fall to the ground, showing a warm smile.

He likes this state very much.

This feeling of being in control.

At that moment, Sackel frowned, while Qianzi froze his expression.

The assassin leader stared blankly at his empty hand, and then at the dagger under Thales' feet.

That is……

that dagger...

how

He took a step back subconsciously!

As soon as the flames flickered, there was a lot of breathing in the air, and the assassins of the Shadow Shield looked at the dagger on the ground with faint doubts.

Even Sackel frowned.

Qianzi's breathing became rapid, and his left hand trembled imperceptibly.

The assassin leader raised his head abruptly, gritted his teeth and said:

"What is that? What trick? Ability, magic?"

He stared at the prince.

In the dark dungeon, the firelight shone on the prince's face, highlighting his indifferent expression.

"I said it," Thales blinked, shook his head, and said sincerely:

"It's your slippery hand."

Qianzi suddenly turned his head, and ordered decisively to another subordinate:

"Do it! Kill that Huai Ya..."

Bang!

Qianzi's words froze in mid-air again.

He stared blankly at Thales.

The prince smiled as before, and gently opened his left hand.

Bang!

At least three daggers slipped from his hands and landed with a sound.

Behind Kuai Rope, the assassin looked at his unarmed hands in disbelief.

"I think they all slipped their hands." Thales smiled and raised his left hand, dropping the last dagger to the ground.

The brazener widened his eyes.

No.

No……

This is impossible……

At that moment, whether it was the fast rope, the captors behind Tampa, or the assassins around them, they suddenly became unarmed!

It's always a bad feeling to lose a weapon.

In a short second, amidst confusion and panic, the assassins were in an uproar, subconsciously about to retreat!

Saker, who was observing the situation, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and instinctively lit up his saber, facing the weak enemy: "What is this..."

"Steady!"

The brazener gritted his teeth and roared in the sudden out of control situation, he pushed Marina back!

The leader of the assassin decisively raised the alchemy ball in his left hand, trying to push back the aggressive punishment knight: "Damn it, if you dare to take a step forward, I will take it!"

But the next moment, Thales' laughter overwhelmed him.

"You mean this little thing?"

The noisy voices stopped abruptly!

One second, two seconds.

There was a sound of inhalation.

In the absolute silence, the prince stepped forward with a sword in hand, and walked forward with ease.

Under everyone's eyes, he raised his left hand indifferently.

No.

Qianzi stared blankly at the prince's left hand, then retracted his arm dumbly.

No.

really.

In the palm of his own hand...

nothing.

"I don't like it, a stinky woman once used it to kidnap me..."

Thales pursed his lips, carefully observed the ball in his hand, and looked at the strange inscriptions engraved on its metal shell, and suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.

The brazener stared blankly in front of him.

Looking at the prince holding the alchemy ball.

He looked at the penalty knight who squinted and raised his sword.

Looking at the daggers lying quietly on the ground.

No.

He suddenly felt that his arms began to tremble.

"But, looking at the feeling of holding it in my hand..."

Star Prince raised his head and grinned.

Looking at the earth-colored assassins, he grinned for a long time:

"Still pretty good?"

No.

At that moment, seeing Thales' smile, Qianzi was in a trance.

I just feel cold all over.

In an unknown strange space, a person covered in thick fog and with a blurred face moved slightly.

He looked away.

"That kid... using that method, actually did it?"

he said to himself.

Well, it seems...

anchor.

This only exists in theory, a dangerous method that no one has ever succeeded in before...

There is still a trace of...

It is feasible.

He smiled in relief, shook his head, then turned around and disappeared into this blurred world.

Only two vigilant and sharp eyes were left, lingering from a distance.

Sweeping the space in vain.