Kingdom’s Bloodline

"I guess it has something to do with your group of guests with unique recipes?" Puttilai sighed and asked Thales sarcastically, looking at the setting sun that was almost covered by the woods in the distance.

But Thales didn't answer him.

The traverser forced himself to calm down in the panic of being attacked, and looked at the dignified black-clothed, silver-haired and purple-eyed blood beauty opposite him.

Katerina L.A. Van Corleone.

If I remember correctly... Thales gritted his teeth: he is the current owner of the Corleone family and even Kingdom of the Night.

Queen of the night.

Sister of Serena Corleone.

But—Thales immediately realized: Why, with such a noble status, Her Majesty the Queen of the Eastern Land Country, why would she condescend to go across the sea in person to pursue four weak political refugees?

Even if it was her sister.

Pretenders to the Blood Sea Throne.

Something is wrong.

"How to fight against the blood race," the attendant Huai Ya held a single-sided straight blade, and looked around with a heavy face: "I only heard the teacher say it, but never practiced it."

The young attendant tried his best to maintain his composure, but judging from the sudden increase in his speech speed, I am afraid that he did not expect that he would encounter the situation before him after only a few days by the prince's side.

"Then congratulations, not everyone has such a good opportunity to practice!" Puttilai was calm, and he carefully observed the burning-eyed vampires around him:

"Beheading or piercing the heart - these are the few effective methods, although some powerful blood races can even recover from a broken heart."

"Silver or sunlight, too, weakens and even hurts them."

"During the battle, rely first on your steady footsteps, and second on the prediction of your body position, because you will never be faster than them."

"At the same time, keep enough vigilance: like the power of the end, every blood race above the super level has its own unique ability, which varies from person to person-using it in battle can often bring unexpected effects."

Wyatt nodded palely.

"The ephemeral species of the Westland," beside Katerina, a middle-aged male blood clan with the appearance of a commander, with a resolute appearance and an indifferent expression, took a step forward, and his eyes were full of coldness: "Your Majesty, the noble queen, is waiting for you!" your obedience."

"Hand over the traitor of the Kingdom of the Night."

"We'll be more merciful."

"Twenty-one—all of them are masters above the super level, and at least three of them are in the extreme realm," Ada, who came from behind Thales, had no longer the usual laziness in his voice, but a serious and serious voice: " The uncle who spoke, the young man to his left, and the queen dressed like a prom star."

"If you want to fight," the female secret guard stretched her hands to her waist, solemnly said: "Be prepared for heavy casualties, if it's not possible, I can only protect you and escape first, kid."

As soon as the words were finished, the "young man on the left" that Ada mentioned - the young brunette in the red dress and the silver armor showed a mysterious smile and looked at her.

"That cloak is an extreme person, and others are not worth mentioning, Your Majesty." The young blood race had a firm face, but unfortunately his pale face ruined this toughness. He smiled and turned towards the queen beside him. Bowed: "Please leave her to me."

Katerina didn't respond, but stared at Thales deeply, making the latter's palms sweat even in such a cold weather.

"Don't be careless, Simon." The middle-aged blood race said slowly: "These are soldiers, and they cooperate with each other to form a battle formation, which cannot be compared with ordinary adventurers."

"It's very humorous, Hesta." Simon chuckled:

"Soldier? In this world, is there any soldier who can compare to our Holy Blood Corps?"

Holy Blood Corps?

Thales clenched his fist secretly.

The words of the blond vampire Eastron came to mind.

[Even if your enemy is the supreme king of the stars, with the support and protection of our Holy Blood Corps, he will never dare to embarrass you. 】

Katrina remained motionless,

While her two commanders were negotiating, only a pair of beautiful eyes shot at everyone, full of coldness.

The thirty end swordsmen were all elite fighters, even so, many of them couldn't help looking at their leader Jorah.

"Hold on!" Jorah ordered sternly, but he was also dripping with cold sweat.

"Our scouts and sentries have never let up in the past four days, ensuring that there are no threats within several kilometers." Jorah looked at the figures surrounding them in the bushes, and whispered incredulously: "Vampires can only Traveling at night—how did they keep up with us?"

"Pay attention to your wording, short-lived species, I don't want to hear that title again." The middle-aged blood commander said coldly.

Thales frowned.

They were coming for Serena Corleone in the motorcade.

That's right, at this moment, no matter whether it is Xingchen or Exeter, no one has any reason to kill me - even the ambitious people who are keen on war, at least wait until I leave the border of Stars and enter Exeter , my death can better provoke the atmosphere that the two countries have to fight.

And Celine—Thales glanced at the black coffin's carriage from the corner of her eye—has remained silent until now.

"Jorah, you don't have to lower your voice." Under the tense situation, Thales, who was thinking about whether to send someone to look at Serena's carriage, could not help but sigh: "I'm sure that each of them hear us."

As soon as the words fell, Katerina's eyes suddenly swept towards him!

Thales' scalp went numb in shock.

"We've waited long enough," the middle-aged vampire—Hesta flexed his wrist, and said indifferently, "Where's the traitor from the Kingdom of the Night?"

Thales was breathing quickly, but there was already a huge wave in his mind.

"Dear and heartless sister, Li is still here."

A familiar and childish voice sounded.

Under everyone's eyes, Serena Corleone, who was only six or seven years old, walked out of the carriage with a cold face, accompanied by Chris and Eastron.

Katerina's purple eyes stared fixedly at her sister.

With the appearance of the three vampires, the vampire warriors who were standing like sculptures started to move as if they were alive. It seemed that many people were surprised by Serena's infant figure.

Seeing Serena's appearance, Hesta and Simon frowned, while the former gave Chris a hard look.

Rolf beside Thales looked at Chris and Eastron warily—he hadn't forgotten the old grievances between them.

"It seems that you are seriously injured, Your Highness Serena," the young Simon said with a smile, "You can't even maintain your basic adult figure."

Serena ignored him, but walked into the crowd step by step and stood beside Thales.

"Your Highness Serena, please return to the Prison of Forbidden Blood," the middle-aged Hesta said coldly, "You should serve the rest of your sentence."

Taylor's heart skipped a beat.

Heinous?

Sentence?

What sentence? Isn't Serena the loser in the fight for the throne?

He looked at the six or seven-year-old silver-haired little loli.

"Oh, dear Lord Hesta Corleone," Serena raised her eyes and looked deeply at Hesta: "Excuse me, is there any change in my sentence?"

"The original sentence was eternal life," Hesta said with a stern face, as if he hated the little girl in front of him: "Because of your vicious escape and theft, the sentence was extended by ten years...so the current sentence..."

"It's eternal life plus ten years." He said indifferently.

Prison break, and... theft?

The doubts in Thales' heart became deeper and deeper.

Estren, who was beside Serena, had fire in his eyes at the moment, and he couldn't help but say, "Is there a difference?"

Katerina still stared at Serena with burning eyes.

"Haesta, Simon, and Luke, Dnie, Bruton, Isara, Zadra..." Serena looked around and pouted, "This is the Holy Blood Corps." Inside, almost half of the strength of the Corleone family has been brought out, so you are not afraid of the imbalance in the domestic situation? The other six families, those grand dukes who are just about to move?"

"If I can take you back," Katerina said slowly, her charming appearance showing disgust at this moment: "I'm not afraid."

Thales sighed sadly.

Why do I always have bad luck?

So far, there is only negotiation. What they want most is Serena. The biggest disadvantage is that they are in a strange land, so...

But as always, Thales' bad luck once again played a role before he could respond.

"Hmph, crybaby." Serena said contemptuously: "You try it."

Katerina's pitiful face suddenly turned cold!

wrong!

Thales frowned, and he turned his head to look at Serena.

Is this old hag... provoking her opponent recklessly?

This situation... is she crazy?

"As you wish," Katerina's eyes were stern, and her voice sank again: "Ugly."

This time, it was Serena's turn to change her expression.

next moment.

The beauty in black, Her Majesty Katerina Corleone raised her beautiful chin, her purple pupils shone with a frightening color, and swept towards the people of the mission.

She lightly parted her cherry lips:

"My knights and knights..."

Thales was shocked, he raised his hand suddenly, and shouted: "Wait!"

But Katerina's eyes flashed sternness, and she heard that moving voice, which contained indifferent murderous intent, and spread it:

"Kill them all!"

Thales' mouth just opened wide.

No.

etc.

The blood races of the three extreme realms on the opposite side were still standing in place.

And the eighteen blood figures around them disappeared behind the bushes in an instant.

"Star formation, prepare for battle!" This is Jorah's roar!

Thales didn't have time to shout out the rest of the words, and Rolf and Wyah, whose expressions changed drastically, laid down on the snow with one hand and one hand.

The next moment, Thales, who buried his face in the snow, suddenly felt that the originally silent birch forest exploded with countless sounds like boiling oil!

Countless sounds of weapons slashing and shields colliding.

The tearing sound of flesh and blood being cut by sharp claws, the sound of blood rushing when an artery ruptures.

There was the sound of a human body falling down, and the sound of dragging against the snow.

Anxious shouts, nervous reminders, unwilling anger, and painful screams.

The whistling sound of the figures of the blood races back and forth...

At the same time echoing in this sparse jungle!

Thales spat out a mouthful of snow from his mouth.

Lying on the snow, he gritted his teeth and raised his head in panic and tension.

"Shua!"

Wyatt's single-sided blade flashed like a cold light, flashing in front of Thales' eyes, forcing a blood race who had broken through the gap to retreat.

Rolf activated his ability tacitly, and the gust of wind kept blowing him far away.

Ada's figure leaped across the air, and the head of the vampire flew out immediately.

But this is only the scene around Thales.

Under the protection of the people around him, Thales turned his head and looked around.

His pupils dilated instantly.

In other places, Canxing's private soldiers are facing a catastrophe.

Blood sprayed.

Fallen limbs.

The flying head.

A reddish weapon.

A human body that is powerless and falls to the ground.

The soldiers who were dragged away from the line of defense by the vampires.

No.

Thales' eyes widened.

It's not that he has never seen a battle.

But this was the fastest melee he had ever seen, with a one-sided situation.

Within ten seconds of the battle, eight or nine of Canxing's private soldiers of thirty had already fallen!

The figure of the blood warrior kept disappearing or appearing in the air, and every movement represented an extremely dangerous attack.

"Too fast—be careful and hold on!"

"Shhh-"

"Ah...my hand!"

"clang!"

"The top of the head... pay attention to the top of the head!"

"Boom!"

"This is... straight ahead... Ugh!"

"Ding...clang!"

"They're on the left!"

"Clang!"

"Ugh—"

"Damn it, drag him back quickly!"

"boom!"

"He's hopeless...be careful behind you!"

"Clang!"

"No! How dare you!"

Jorah arrived at the front line, formed a circle with his companions on both sides, gritted his teeth, and slashed at the blood clan that suddenly appeared.

But the blade cut in the air, and it didn't work at all.

He was hoarse and shouted angrily: "Hold your shield and hold your line of defense! Be careful of the attack above your head!"

But it didn't work.

A soldier next to Jorah held a shield to parry an attack for him.

But at the same time, another sharp claw appeared from the other side, hooked violently, and cut the soldier's throat.

Blood spattered out.

Jorah could only roar in vain, full of resentment.

Canxing's private soldiers tried their best to maintain the star formation. They wanted to use skilled and seamless combat coordination to restrain the ghostly and fast blood warriors.

But the irony is that in this battle, the blood races are the ones who cooperate the most seamlessly.

Eighteen blood clans, eighteen male and female figures, were orderly divided into six groups, and attacked the star formation of Canxing's private soldiers from six directions.

One feinted, another harassed, and another waited for the moment to deliver the fatal blow—slit throat, or decapitated.

The first person was accidentally injured by the sword, and immediately changed positions with the second person, and the second person also exchanged duties with the third person from time to time, maintaining a continuous offensive, unrelenting, and exerting tremendous pressure on the defense line at all times!

None of the vampires hesitated, talked too much, retreated or paused.

Compared to the irrational and cooperative blood slaves they encountered before, this is... Thales thought with a tingling scalp: the real elite fighters of the blood race.

Holy Blood Corps?

Only extreme masters like Chris and Ada can survive the melee and even gain something.

Another soldier's scream came.

No.

Can't go on like this.

Why?

Why was her order "Kill us all"?

Instead of "Hand over Serena"?

Thales turned to Serena and said angrily, "We could have settled it through negotiation!"

But Serena just looked back at him coldly: "She said 'kill them all'."

The casualties of soldiers are still increasing!

Thales' scalp was numb, and he watched Canxing's private soldiers fall down one by one.

But at the moment when the casualties were getting heavier, a roar exploded out of thin air.