Kingdom’s Bloodline

Ricky's voice was hoarse, and it sounded like his vocal cords had been severed and just put back in.

Ricky's head reappeared on his neck - Thales looked at all this with a tingly scalp - the horrible fault between the head and the neck was vividly seen, and above the fault was a bloodless pale face , Below the fault is the still bright red neck skin.

It's like... a head sewn back into a corpse.

Only the stitches are not visible.

"What are you..."

Sackel couldn't believe his eyes.

He stared at Ricky, who was wrestling with him, and refused to give up the effort to cut him open with the ax blade:

"What the hell are you?"

But Ricky didn't answer him directly, and Crassus of the Sword of Disaster just giggled with a corpse-like pale smile and the terrible fault in his neck.

This even made many of his mercenaries nervous, and Josh even closed his eyes and turned his head.

"I have to admit, between the two of us," Ricky said weakly, but made his laughter even more weird:

"You are still stronger."

In the next second, the deceased revived, and Ricky, who was so weird that everyone was stunned, suddenly raised his arms, lifted Sackel up in the air, and then slammed it down heavily!

boom!

There was a loud noise.

"Sir!"

Under Taldin's hoarse roar, Sakel fell to the ground like a lifeless sandbag, twitching in pain and spitting blood.

Ricky sneered and shook his head, pulled out the ax blade embedded in his chest, and threw it on the ground.

"Clang..."

Thales was stunned.

that person……

What is it...

His mind visualized the horrific scene of Giza putting his head back into his body,

shudder.

Is he really... not a magician?

Amid the sound of the ax falling to the ground, Sakeel trembled and tried to get up.

But he didn't know whether it was because of the severe injury, or because he had lost his physical strength. His arm just rested on the ground for a few seconds before re-bending.

He fell to the ground again,

Thales was breathing in a trance.

He had never seen Sackel so weak.

But what chills him is...

Thales raised his head horribly, and saw Ricky twisting his neck indifferently—the terrible fault on the top gradually disappeared with a rustle, and was filled with new skin, and the skin color on the upper and lower sides gradually converged.

There was a crackling sound in his chest, it sounded like a bone cut by an axe blade was resetting itself.

He is recovering.

"But fortunately, I'm always better than my opponent..." Ricky stretched out his hand, silently adjusting his collar and armor under the fearful eyes of his subordinates and enemies.

"An extra life."

One more life?

Thales stared blankly at Ricky in front of him.

"Sunset!"

Little Barney, who had always been rigid, had lost his composure as he watched this scene.

"I know, it's not fair, is it?"

Under the speed of recovery visible to the naked eye, Ricky shrugged with a smile, and pulled out a fragment of the ax blade from his chest:

"Welcome to the real world."

Ricky took a deep breath, as if learning to breathe again.

He walked to the dying Saqel on the ground.

"No!"

Tardin and Bree roared and rushed forward.

Only Cannon, with red eyes, remained firmly beside the unbelievable Thales.

Ricky smiled lightly, picked up his long sword, and beside him, the Swords of Disaster also surrounded him.

But Sakel, who was lying on the ground, suddenly shouted angrily:

"stop!"

As if they were born to obey this voice, Taldin and Bree instinctively stopped in spite of their agitation.

Seeing Sakeel coughing up blood in pain, he said to them:

"Do...your duty well."

Tardin and Bree both froze. They looked at the seriously injured officer in contradiction, and then at Thales behind him with tearing eyes.

Ricky, who was standing beside him, gave them an interested look.

"Ricky!"

Samir came up, glanced at the others as if he didn't care, and said:

"They are both good fighters and will be useful."

"And we... are short of people."

Ricky glanced at Samir.

Samir didn't dodge or evade, but his face was as usual.

"snort."

Finally, Ricky snorted softly and nodded:

"certainly."

"Then catch them alive."

Thales breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of the dagger that was caught in his palm again.

One more life.

Thales repeated subconsciously, and it is still hard to believe what happened just now.

They couldn't be more reckless.

Ricky's weirdness... is really...

Right now.

"What the hell are you?"

Ricky looked down.

I saw Sackel panting in pain, obviously exhausting his last strength.

The penalty knight looked at him in a trance:

"I have seen the legendary second-generation blood family recover as before after their heart was damaged or even their cervical spine was broken."

"I've also seen terrifying orcs like steel, fighting fiercely for dozens of hours under unimaginably serious injuries."

"I have also seen extremely rare supernatural warriors and terminating powers that can heal terrible fatal wounds in a very short period of time."

Ricky raised his eyebrows.

This guy has a lot of knowledge.

Sackel trembled and took a big breath.

"But you...you don't belong to any of the above."

Ricky hummed softly, wondering if it was acquiescence.

Sackel coughed, his eyes dim:

"And... the brain and head were destroyed?"

His eyes cleared up for a while, showing determination:

"No."

"In this situation……"

"No matter how powerful the longevity species is, it can't bear it."

"The most powerful orc can't survive."

"No matter how terrifying the ability and the power of termination... there is a limit."

Sackel, who was lying on the ground, raised his head, and stared directly at Ricky with bloodshot eyes, as if vowing to get an explanation.

Thales and the others were also vigilant and dignified, and looked at Ricky expectantly.

Ricky smiled.

There was a strange emotion on his face.

It's like remembering.

"There used to be all kinds of miracles in this world," the man who came back from the dead shook his head in ecstasy:

"And you, you're just too ignorant."

Saker coughed again.

"ignorance?"

For some reason, the penalty knight chuckled lightly:

"There's only one way to prove it."

The next second, Sackel suddenly reached out and picked up a torch dropped by a mercenary from the ground!

Ricky's expression changed.

Sakeel turned around, and the torch flew straight towards the leader of the Sword of Disaster!

"You—" Ricky gritted his teeth and swung the torch away, but was still hit by countless sparks.

On the other side, a few mercenaries had already swooped forward, firmly suppressing Sakel, who was at the end of his battle.

Thales looked at Sackel's actions in surprise:

What is he doing?

But unexpectedly, in an instant, countless flames burst out of Ricky's upper body!

It was as if he was the torch that lit at one point.

"Ah!"

Ricky roared, trying to beat the flames off his body.

"What's this!"

Under the pressure of several people, Sackel laughed lightly.

"This is—er—the tarpaulin removed from the torch," the punishment knight was kicked heavily by a mercenary, but he still insisted on finishing his sentence:

"I stuffed some in your clothes, and it'll burn at one o'clock."

After several seconds, Ricky was able to pat off the flames on his body and put down his hands.

The smoke dissipated from him.

But at that moment, Thales, who saw Ricky's appearance clearly, exclaimed and stepped back!

He was not the only one who had this reaction, the prisoners of the Royal Guard, and even many of the Baneswords were taken aback.

Ricky was different.

Even though it was only for a few seconds, the places on his body where the flames had burned were peeling away, like paint peeling off a wall.

Especially his left cheek.

Thales looked at the person in front of him in horror.

The skin on the left side of Ricky's face was gone.

Instead, there are layers of deep black folds overlapping everything, like muscles and leaf veins, trembling from time to time as Ricky gnashes his teeth.

His left eye was also "peeled off", leaving only the same dark muscle texture and a terrifying eye pupil with a strange yellow light.

Not only the left face, but also his left shoulder, left abdomen, right hand... These places that have been visited by sparks or flames all reveal dark-colored, layered muscle groups that squirm consciously.

But the rest of him is still intact, just like a normal human being.

But human skin and pitch-black muscles, human and non-human, are mixed in everything, making it even more weird.

Thales was stunned.

What's this?

What the hell is this?

In front of Ricky, it was as if the human skin had been pulled out, but inside was a dark black monster with yellow eyes that turned outward and even wriggled, with an extremely terrifying and hideous appearance.

"Oh my God……"

Kuaisheng was dumbfounded:

"Am I living a horror story..."

Tardin subconsciously held him back, not letting him speak.

Although Tardin himself was almost scared to death.

Ricky trembled, and the human part showed anger—of course, Thales couldn't see the emotion in the non-human part.

This black and white monster Ricky glanced at the prince in the distance, and Thales shuddered at his strange and terrifying appearance.

On Ricky's side, Josh skillfully handed him a hooded jacket—Thales could see that the latter did it with great fear or disgust, and the people around Ricky The Swords of Disaster also subconsciously moved away.

Ricky put on his coat, covered his half-human, half-ghost appearance with a hood, and spoke slowly:

"I know……"

At that second, Thales' hairs stood on end!

He only felt that the moment Ricky spoke, what came out of his throat was a rough, hoarse, sharp noise like a millstone.

It's like scratching a steel plate with your nails.

It was the voice heard in everyone's worst nightmare.

He's not the only one who feels that way.

Kuaisheng even turned pale, and subconsciously covered his ears!

I don't know if this nightmarish voice has negative magic power. As the voice spread, everyone present became nervous.

The mercenaries who were close to each other leaned out nervously, wishing to stay away from their leader.

So much so that they even forgot to guard against the enemy.

"I know, I don't look good the way I am now," Ricky said coldly, every syllable gave off countless goosebumps, Thales even felt his whole body trembling:

"It will take some time to recover."

The moment he stopped talking, Thales breathed a sigh of relief.

Ricky stared coldly at Sack El on the ground with his yellow horror left eye and normal human right eye.

"And you..."

The moment Ricky spoke again, Thales really felt like he was suffering in a horror story.

But the Punishment Knight looked at his face, and although he was stunned, he spoke first:

"Sure enough, the flames...they make you appear."

Thales breathed a sigh of relief, thanking Sackel very much for interrupting Ricky.

The hideous Ricky trembled slightly and clenched his fists.

Sackel looked straight at him, gritted his teeth aggressively:

"Tell me, which one of the seven monarchs are you serving...?"

Under the hood, Ricky's exposed human pupils shrank!

At that moment, many people were stunned.

Including Thales.

Seven monarchs?

Wait, slicker—ahem, Thelma seems to have told me this...

Seven gentlemen...

But without waiting for Ricky to answer, Sackel continued to speak loudly, his voice was harsh and decisive: "What kind of appearance do you appear in this world?"

"Possession? Pollution? Confusion? Or a brutal and direct invasion?"

Everyone was stunned.

Strange and unfamiliar words interrupted Thales' thoughts and added to his doubts.

Maybe it was because they couldn't keep up with the content of the conversation, or maybe they were too shocked after understanding it, but the royal guards, including Thales, stared blankly at the conversation between Sackel and Ricky.

A few seconds passed.

Finally, Ricky's hood flicked slightly.

"As expected of the watchman of the royal guard."

"I know a lot."

The thrilling trembling voice came out again.

Thales shivered subconsciously.

Sackel stared at him for a long, long time.

"So that's how it is," finally, the punishment knight spoke again, this time, his tone lost the aggressive sternness, and it was more solemn mixed with awe, surprise, and vigilance:

"I know what you are."

Ricky froze slightly.

He then smiled helplessly—but even his laughter made Thales want to cover his ears—as if he understood something:

"Ha, you haven't seen it at all, have you?"

Enduring the ear torture and mental stimulation, Thales tried hard to understand the other party's words:

Ricky raised his head, revealing a trace of extremely strange black skin in the hood, which made Thales subconsciously turn his head to avoid:

"So, you just... tested me?"

Sackel closed his eyes and nodded as if accepting his fate:

"But I'm sure now."

Ricky stared at him for a long time, and finally nodded, with admiration in human eyes.

On the other side, Little Barney, who was listening to the conversation between the two, couldn't help it anymore. He couldn't help looking at Ricky in horror, and then at the punishment knight: "Sakel?"

"what happened?"

Sackel let out a long breath, and turned to Thales and his old colleagues:

"you……"

"Put down your weapons."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone on Thales' side was shocked.

"Sir, sir?" Tardin asked tentatively.

I saw Sackel shook his head:

"We can't defeat him... At least, we can't do it without the corresponding weapons and means."

Ricky snorted.

His terrifying voice made Thales restless again.

"He..." Thales hesitated, and glanced at Ricky, who had an indifferent expression but a terrifying voice hidden under the hood:

"What is he?"

Sackel was silent for a while, then glanced at the others.

Including the sword of disaster, those who knew lowered their heads one after another, while those who did not know showed doubts.

"They are just like the gods... Ethereal and illusory legends."

Sackel stared at Ricky, breathed hard under the pressure of the two mercenaries, gritted his teeth and said:

"However, the legacy of the watchman a long time ago, as well as the archives of the secret department, have recorded this kind of existence."

"They have appeared more than once in the history of the kingdom and even the empire."

This kind of... existence?

Thales was stunned.

Saker sighed softly.

He recited a description in cadence:

"Flesh feeds, soul hunts;"

"Appears in the fire, disillusioned before the gods."

Thales blinked, and Sackel's words awakened a sense of familiarity.

In the fire... manifested?

Before God... disillusionment?

That's right, it's the Common Speech translated from Old Imperial.

That's why it's so weird.

Thales frowned: "So he is..."

Sackel shook his head, staring at Ricky with more vigilance:

"No, not 'he'."

"Punishment Knight quickly changed his name, making the people present shudder:'

'It' is not human. "

it?

With an inexplicable sense of panic, Thales looked at Ricky who was motionless under the hood.

In the next second, Sackel said in his most mysterious and nervous tone:

"It's from hell..."

In the weird and uneasy atmosphere, Ricky in the hood raised the corners of his mouth.

With great interest, it listened to Sackel's last words under the terrified eyes of everyone:

"demon."

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