Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 688 Strange Surrender (Part 2)

ah?

At that moment, Thales was stunned.

She just, just... ran away?

Luosang, who was originally full of murderous intent, also froze.

The two of them looked at this scene and were a little unable to react.

"Hey, wait a minute-"

Thales was anxious, but as soon as he spoke, Shilai's figure disappeared into the darkness and was no longer visible.

After a while, even her footsteps were lost in the gurgling water.

so……

Thales twitched the corners of his mouth.

Are you so unloyal?

After all, I am also your match, um, a blind date in name only - although your brother pays for all the meals.

After a few seconds, Thales turned back stiffly, looked at the black-clothed killer in front of him, and raised the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

Oh no, no.

After a few seconds, both of them came to their senses at the same time.

"Tsk, tsk, oh," Luosang looked at the direction in which Xi Lai disappeared, sighed, and said in a strange tone, "Wow."

Hey, what does he mean?

Thales was extremely embarrassed by his stare and became angry.

What does he mean by 'wow'?

ah! What's the meaning!

What the hell is Lausanne II? Isn’t he a killer?

Damn it, why so much nonsense!

Should I fight or not?

Come on, let’s fight for three hundred rounds!

The next second, looking at Thales with an awkward expression, Lausanne II seemed to know what he was thinking, and approached him instantly!

The battle resumes.

Thales was startled, but he advanced instead of retreating. He also stepped forward with a sharp edge!

Wyana is ruthless, Xi Lai is unjust.

Now, he could only hope that Rolf and Glover would wake up soon.

Thales is like a mad dog, trying his best to cause the other party as much trouble as possible.

If it really doesn't work...

At this moment, Thales' ears twitched.

"Sagu mo lada... ima la hay..."

That was Xi Lai's voice, which came from the depths of the tunnel behind him and was caught in his ears by the hell sense.

"I.la. Faoso..."

It was a shallow whisper, like a murmur in sleep, but also like a folk tune, but it was completely speechless and illogical, like different incompatible syllables forcibly put together without knowing its meaning.

During the battle, Thales frowned.

Um?

what is this?

What is she doing?

But there is no room for distraction in the fight.

After two swipes, and with Luosang's clever steps, the young man's dagger was emptied without any surprise.

But Thales, who had already experienced it, was not afraid and shot out the dagger!

Sure enough, Luosang's figure moved greatly again, completely dodging the strange dagger.

The corner of Thales' mouth curled up. He looked at the direction where the dagger disappeared. He held it with his left hand, waiting for JC to return to his hand obediently, and then let it avoid interception in the air and go straight to the target...

But at this moment, the long sword in Luosang's hand also flew out, and the hilt hit Thales' left hand hard!

"Forehead!"

Thales groaned in pain and his left hand trembled!

Damn it!

He couldn't hold the dagger, so he couldn't apply the initial kinetic energy to it...

With a whoosh, the JC dagger magically appeared in front of Luosang again, but this time, it fell limply at the enemy's feet.

No threat.

Oh no!

Thales was horrified, but Lausanne II in front of him smiled slightly, and already bullied him, turning his fingers into a knife!

Go straight to Thales' chin.

boom!

"Beep——"

The moment he was hit on the chin by his opponent, Thales felt a buzzing in his ears.

At the same moment, all the sounds turned into a buzzing in the ears.

Including Hilley's low murmur.

"Madua Ka Yehara...Imae Jacques Ro...beep——"

However……

"Beep-beep-beep-"

When he lost consciousness, in the hell sense, those strange syllables that Hilley chanted deep in the tunnel miraculously changed their voices and pitches amidst the buzzing tinnitus...

[...Your mother is moaning endlessly, and the appearance of birth and death is hazy, beginning and ending...]

They turned into another language that Thales couldn't understand, but he could somehow understand the meaning:

[...Your veins are constantly extending, running through all the worlds, ending and beginning...]

Confusion, pain, regret, discomfort, expectation, sadness... all kinds of emotions are mixed in an instant.

[...I see the ancient indistinguishable road, the bright bridge is unobstructed, and all the phases are one...]

Thales had questions in his daze:

What's this?

[...I have a boat of chaos on the other side, and I can cross the vast vastness of the vast ocean, and the worlds are inseparable...]

The next second, Thales' vision went dark and he completely lost control of his body.

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Emerald City, the sun sets in the west.

Tormund Mallos stood expressionlessly in this grassy clearing, dressed like an ordinary traveler.

He silently listened to the noise of the streets of Emerald City in the distance, feeling confused.

Until the second-class escort officer, Gianluca Conmuto, appeared behind him panting.

"No, sir, the traces of His Highness stopped near here. There are few people here, and there are no witnesses. We...we can't search."

Then why not continue searching?

Mallos turned around and looked at Flag Officer Hugo Fubi on the other side.

Why are you so stupid as to come here to repay, wasting time and energy?

"Thank you for your hard work," Mallos replied calmly, "Try other methods, such as local connections?"

Conmuto nodded, turned and left.

"Lord!"

The second-class vanguard officer, Ollie Oscarson, rushed over and passed by Conmuto.

"This is the last of the Pioneer Wing codes drawn by Pioneer Officer Glover along the way," he said with some dissatisfaction. "We couldn't find the next one - damn, he should be nearby!"

Then you should dig three feet into the ground.

Mallos nodded.

Even if we dig as far as the Hell River or the Kingdom of Heaven, we should dig them out.

Why are you still complaining here?

Still looking furious, as if this would help in any way.

Are you waiting for someone to comfort him?

"Don't be impatient," Mallos said in a calm and reassuring tone, "Everything happens for a reason. Look for the secret doors and secret passages in the streets. Maybe he escaped into some alley that we don't know about."

Oscarson took a deep breath and was ordered to leave:

"Yes, sir."

Mallos watched their backs leave, motionless, letting the shadow cast by the setting sun cover half of their faces.

A black messenger crow flew overhead and circled twice until Hugo Fulby held a directional stone beside him, raised his arm, let it land, and took off the letter from the crow's leg.

"Duke Jenn's tour has ended. He is on his way back to the palace. He should have received the news." Flag Officer Fubi read the letter with a serious expression. "Officer Kaguire pressed again and again. Ashford Butler De is also here, Zhen Huai Ya, um, I mean the attendant Huai Ya is trying to delay it, but I’m afraid we can’t hide it anymore.”

Grass.

Mallos said silently.

"Let the attendant tell them that Miss Hilley invited His Highness to spend the night together," Mallos' expression remained unchanged and calm as before, "although they can also find out on their own."

His Royal Highness is troublesome and disobedient, preferring to make his own decisions. Along the way, whether it is the mute who used to be a gangster, the son of the Foreign Minister, or even the troubled girl Allende, the one who can tell at a glance The black lion cub has evil intentions behind his back. He has brought in all kinds of people, making the whole team mixed and impure.

So we are in embarrassment today.

He was actually obsessed with sex and hanging out with Kevin Deere's daughter. Even D.D could see that the girl had a lot of secrets and was not a light bulb...

Fubi nodded, sketched a message, and released the messenger crow again.

A few minutes later, Marius's old subordinate, the special herald Xuerle Toledo, came to return. He shook his head and looked ashamed.

"I'm sorry, Lord, still can't find... us, we have let you down."

Mallos sighed.

No, no, rather, you have let the kingdom down.

"Thank you for your hard work," Mallos turned around and said comforting words, "something happened unexpectedly and the situation was sudden. It's not your fault."

As for me, well, I had no hope for you.

This bunch of rubbish.

Wine and rice bags.

For so long, he had been raised by that cowardly and devoid of majesty master, and he had become careless and had lost all his energy.

Including him, Tormund Mallos himself.

It was a complete disgrace to the Royal Guards.

Mallos smiled and patted Toledo on the shoulder encouragingly:

"Keep searching, tell the brothers, just do your best."

When he returns to Star Lake Castle, he will increase the training costs for this group of people by 30% and reduce their vacation time by half...

More than three times the amount of training.

Until you practice to death.

If they still have the life to return to Star Lake Castle and are not imprisoned in the Bone Prison by Deputy Guard Captain Vogel who has been waiting for him for a long time due to dereliction of duty, they will die of old age.

"Grass."

Fubi suddenly spoke, interrupting them.

Toledo was confused for a while:

"Your Majesty, Flag Officer, what? What kind of grass?"

Hugo Fubi said nothing, just looked at Mallos.

Following the flag officer's eyes, the watchman knelt down and gently lifted up a bunch of weeds on the ground.

The next second, the bunch of wild grass in his hand turned yellow, shrunk, blackened, shriveled, and finally drooped visibly to the naked eye.

It turns to dust at the first touch.

"This grass dries up a bit quickly."

Toledo looked at the powder left by the bunch of weeds and said in surprise:

"A breed unique to the Emerald City?"

No.

Not "somewhat fast".

It's abnormally fast.

Marius raised his head. The grass in front of him, whether far or near, fast or slow, showed signs of withering.

He frowned deeply, his expression solemn.

And he was sure that this was definitely not the Emerald City variety.

"Toledo, bring the brothers back, everyone."

The watchman's expression did not change, but he ordered faster: "Investigate the location of these withered grasses and find the origin - just like a fire, there is always a starting point."

Although confused, Toledo did not hesitate and made a gesture to the distance.

Collect the team and assemble.

Up high, Itarriano put away his telescope and heard a bird call in response.

Marius picked up a few more bunches of weeds, watching them slowly turn black and withered, and then looked at each other with Flag Officer Fubi.

"Sir," Toledo couldn't help but ask, "you, do you know what this is?"

Mallos was silent for a while and nodded:

"We're in trouble."

"ah?"

Toledo was still confused.

"This phenomenon was first recorded in the classics of the ancient Myojin Church," Mallos pinched the grass powder on his hand and explained softly, "abnormal signs that are obviously different from the climate in the four seasons, such as river swamps drying up and fertile ground chapped. Frost in midsummer, scorching heat in winter, even the dead are resurrected and the remains are restored... Hugo, where is the record of this? "

Flag Officer Hugo Fubi narrowed his eyes.

"Most of the time, this means that there are existences outside the world, ignoring the supreme taboo of Ming Shen's creation, and using various means to cross the insurmountable boundary wall," Fubi Flag Officer said calmly, "They come to this world, like boiling oil falling into water. Or a meteor crashes to the ground, causing the rules to reverse and the rules to go out of control..."

Mallos nodded gently and took over the conversation:

“What is normal is not normal, and what is different is even more different.”

Toledo was confused:

"Existence outside the boundary? Reversal? Anomie? What do you mean? The end of the world?"

Flag Officer Hugo shook his head:

"From the Myojin Church to the Holy Day Faith, and even today's Sunset Temple, clergy call this a holy sign or miracle, which indicates that a divine messenger from heaven will come to the mortal world to perform miracles, or a mortal prophet will reach the divine realm and spread the word God’s will…”

"Messenger, miracle, prophet, divine will?"

Toledo was puzzled: "Now? In the Emerald City?"

"That's just what the church says."

Mallos stood up and dusted himself off.

"As for other people, to be precise, the mages of the Magic Tower, they have called this phenomenon for thousands of years..."

The watchman looked at the withering grass around him and said in a solemn tone:

"Extraordinary drop."

————

"Snapped!"

There was burning pain on his face.

"Wake up, fake Wyatt!"

Waiya?

Why Wyatt?

In the white smoke, Thales just opened his eyes in confusion when he saw a slap coming towards him!

Um?

Thales exclaimed and instinctively grasped the slap. Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was Miss Heeley.

"Good, you're awake!" Xi Lai was surprised and happy, and pulled him up from the ground.

Yes, I'm awake.

Thales found that he was still in the tunnel, and for some unknown reason, there was a strange and faint white smoke everywhere, as if someone was smoking in the tunnel below.

"What's going on with this smoke? Smoke bomb? Your magic?"

Xi Lai frowned slightly:

"Well, that's right?"

In confusion, Thales shook his still buzzing head:

"Me, how long did I faint?"

"Five seconds, ten seconds is the most."

so long?

Um?

So, what about the others?

Thales was startled and turned around instinctively:

In the white smoke, Glover, Rolf, Kathleen and Slimani were still lying on the ground.

Slimani was still smacking his mouth in his sweet dream, but Grover had already begun to wake up slowly.

None of them...are dead?

There's not even a wound at all, is it okay?

ah?

Thales was startled and turned around instinctively:

"He, where is he?"

Where are the enemies?

What about Lausanne?

What about the man in black?

What about the killer who knocked everyone down with his supernatural powers?

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing came, attracting Tails' attention.

Only a few meters away, the figure of Lausanne II passed by, suddenly appearing in the white smoke.

Thales was startled and subconsciously touched the dagger on the ground, only to see another figure passing through the smoke and rushing towards Lausanne II in black.

Uh-huh!

The sword wind overflowed, and the white smoke faded away, revealing the battle situation:

The opponent of the man in black was fighting with Luosang endlessly with long swords. He could see his steady steps, and the light of his sword flashed on and off, reflecting the dim light of the fire to all sides of the tunnel.

That is……

But what surprised Thales was that not only was the swordsman whose face he couldn't see clearly unaffected by the opponent's abilities, but he also blocked the opponent's attacks with high speed, slow attack and fast attack.

Faced with Luosang's superb swordsmanship, he performed with ease and did not fall behind in the slightest.

Obviously, he is a rare master.

"Who are you!"

Luosang spoke coldly in the white smoke, but compared to before, his tone was a little more impatient:

"Who did you learn swordsmanship from?"

But his opponent did not answer, and just kept using his sword to force Luosang away from Thales.

Thales came back to his senses. He waved away the pungent white smoke, shook his head, and tried to sort out his memory:

"Fa, what happened?"

"Well," Xi Lai raised his eyebrows and his eyes flickered, "I was lucky. As soon as I went out, I met the reinforcements."

"reinforcement?"

Thales said in surprise.

Where did the reinforcements come from for this unlucky corpse tunnel, an abandoned sewer that no one could find?

"Who is it? What kind of reinforcements?"

He turned around, trying to see clearly which chivalrous master had saved them when they saw injustice, and was able to compete with an opponent with extraordinary swordsmanship, but Xi Lai grabbed his collar and ears and pulled them without resistance. Come back.

"You don't want your life!"

As Thales cried out in pain, Hilley kicked him hard, hitting Slimani's flat palm, causing the defense lawyer to scream in pain and wake up from his drooling dream.

"Wake them up and let's run!"

————

laugh!

In the battle on the other side, at the moment when the swords met, Lausanne II took three steps back, his left arm trembling.

Now, he had no time to worry about the prince and his goals.

Luosang took a deep breath and raised his bloody left arm: the wound left on it was extremely deep and the blade penetrated into the bone.

"This is...a triumphal attack." He reluctantly spoke.

That's right, it's the Triumphal Strike.

Moreover, this triumphal attack was performed perfectly, accurately, and powerfully.

The timing is right, the pressure is full, and the lethality is considerable.

It couldn't be more perfect.

He was completely different from the young royal guard he met at the Diop mansion before.

If I were the same person I was a few years ago, I wouldn't be able to handle it.

However, a triumphal attack of this magnitude...

Luosang put down his left arm and looked at the opponent in front of him solemnly, holding the sword in his hand tighter and tighter.

This is impossible.

impossible.

However, the other party seemed to hear his thoughts and chuckled:

“The world is a big place and nothing is impossible.”

No.

Luosang took a deep breath and his tone trembled slightly:

"You are, who are you? Where did you learn this triumphal strike?"

Amid the white smoke, the visitor slowly moved forward, revealing his true face in the dim light of the fire.

"And the world is small."

He was a man in his forties, with a handsome face, sharp eyes, bright clothes and armor. He was incompatible with the dirty and smelly tunnels around him, like a bright color in the black ink.

The moment he saw the other party's appearance clearly, Luosang's eyes flashed.

No.

This is impossible!

"How's your practice of Legion Ten Style, my best student?"

The long sword spun in the man's hand, as dexterously as an arm.

Just like Lausanne just now.

In the faint white smoke, Lausanne II looked unbelievable.

"teacher?"

He spoke softly, as if seeing a ghost:

"Jandro Joaquín?"