Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 13: Extreme Battle
Yordel feels bad instinctively.
Because after a short period of confrontation and temptation, the white-haired but fierce offensive kin, together with his two younger generations, suddenly became negative!
They no longer attack, rush, flashing frantically and dangerously, and no longer use undetectable sounds to manipulate blood slaves.
Until Gilbert's voice sounded anxiously:
"Yordel!"
Although usually not in good time, Yordel immediately understood what he meant!
The mysterious guard wearing a mask looked up and saw Thales pushing open the balcony to the door of the room, disappearing into the darkness of the house.
Thales, why?
As the mechanical gear behind the Lijing lens turned, Yordel's field of vision quickly narrowed towards the third floor. However, the room was so dark that he could not see what was inside.
Yordel's heart was agitated.
His figure disappeared instantly.
In an unknown gray-white world, a gray-white moon gradually emerged, and then, a gray-white iron gate appeared out of thin air, and then a gray-white garden connected to it, gray-white exterior walls, gray-white windows, and gray-white The big house and so on.
Not long after, a gray-white creeper manor, which is exactly the same as the real creeper manor except for its strange color, appeared out of thin air in this world.
I don’t know how long it took, like the sky was pulled a bit, a point in the void, like a water surface spotted by a dragonfly, suddenly appeared in layers of visible ripples, spreading towards the outside!
Finally, a normal-colored Yordel appeared in the gray-white world from the center of the void ripples, stepping on the same gray-white creeper manor.
stepping on the gray and white path of silence that is almost the same in shape and structure as the real world, but there is no life, the guards wearing masks expertly jumped up to the windows in the shadow world, and moved to the third floor of the creeper manor. rising.
He is going from the shadow world to the room on the third floor!
However, just a few meters away, when he was about to step onto the stone handrail of the third-floor balcony, Yodel paused suddenly.
Because Yordel clearly felt that at the previous moment, this gray shadow path seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer from every corner!
resonance.
These two words popped up in Yodel's heart.
is really familiar.
He frowned slightly, then gave up and continued climbing.
In the next moment, Yordel's left foot slammed into the gray outer wall of the gray house like a flying swallow, volleyed like a swallow, and rolled toward the rear!
Within a few meters of the gray-white balcony, where Yodel had just stepped on, a wave of spatial ripples appeared strangely, spreading shockingly, and all the surrounding gray-white houses collapsed!
This ripple is a thrilling blood red.
This blood red, instantly spread across the entire path of gray shadow!
Yodel sighed unknownly, rolling in the air, and there were transparent spatial ripples all over his body.
The spatial ripples of Yodel offset the blood-colored ripples coming.
Within a few seconds, his figure sank into the void.
and in the real world.
Grass Manor, under the observation deck on the third floor, a blood mist shrouded a large space in mid-air. As soon as it was closed, it shrank, as if it was vibrating regularly!
Yordel appeared abruptly in this strange vibration!
Yodel, who appeared, rolled over, looking at the blood mist around him, frowning in the air-twelve years ago, and once again, he was artificially forced out of the path of shadows.
used in the same way as before.
waiting for him is an ambush that has been prepared.
The blood mist stopped vibrating, and a suffocating breath, rolling countless drops of blood, came quickly.
The blood mist condenses an old blood-colored right hand in the air, and hits a seemingly light palm toward the unavailable Yodel in the air.
went straight to the chest and abdomen.
But the palm was not yet close, Yodel's chest and abdomen clothes made a "sizzling" noise, and they shattered one by one in the air!
If you observe carefully, you will find that the **** palm is covered with tiny blood mist, corroding all obstacles encountered!
Such as the heart of Yordel.
And he was stagnant in the air, unable to dodge.
Shadow Path can no longer give him shelter.
In mid-air, Yordel, who was about to suffer a catastrophe, could only calmly retract his chest and abdomen, rolled his body into a strange shape, and stretched the time he had met with the palm of his hand.
more than a second.
Many things happen in this second interval!
Yordel's right hand, the dark dagger appeared in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the Jianhua in Yordel's hand flickered, slashing three times!
Of the three swords, no one hit the dangerous **** palm.
But behind Yodel’s bituminous lens, the gears turned rapidly, and the tiny blood mist all over the sky appeared like nowhere in his eyes: I saw this scary blood mist, which was short of Yodel’s The sword waved, shaking out three invisible ripples!
The **** palm hits without hindrance, only a second.
The gear behind the Yodel lens instantly changed its direction. The color of the bitumen lens changed, and his vision also changed: three ripples shook the surrounding blood, and behind the **** palm, there was a little special blood. Di, turned irregularly in the vibration.
The next moment, Yodel's dagger draws an afterimage at an incredible speed, and pierces the irregular drop of blood.
"哧!"
The tip of the sword touched the palm of blood mist gently, and then quickly retracted, without a trace of energy wasted, but there was no stingy in energy.
In the palm of the hand formed by the blood mist, a drop of blood, not too big or small, shattered.
Then, the moment when the **** palm of the original imposing imposing palm was imprinted on Yordel's chest within a few tenths of a second, it instantly collapsed invisible!
Yodel landed lightly. Between his left chest and abdomen, a piece of clothing that had been corroded and damaged badly by blood mist turned into fly ash, exposing a hidden muscle. The skin on the surface had long been corroded and blood flowed out.
, the blood mist filled the sky, following the broken palms of blood, gathered backwards, and in front of Yordel, the deadly figure of Chris Corleone was regrouped, but he could not condense his right palm.
Yordel didn't even look at the wound between his chest and abdomen, letting the blood on it wet the hem of his robe, until his muscles contracted automatically to stop the corroded wound and continue to bleed.
Chris frowned and flicked his right arm. A scarlet new-born palm bone grew out of his lost right wrist, mixed with blood mist, and re-coagulated muscles and muscles at a speed visible to the naked eye. skin.
Yordel's chest and abdomen wounds seem to be much more serious, and Chris' right hand grew again, unscathed.
But in Chris's heart, there was a haze: He knew that in the sinister battle where the extreme masters had just made a life and death, the proud longevity had lost to the short life behind this mask.
At first, Yordel sank into his unique path of shadow, disappeared into this world, but on the other side of the world, he continued to move on.
But then, Chris used the ubiquitous blood mist to dissolve tens of thousands of drops of blood. With a sudden, orderly and powerful resonance, Shengsheng guarded his brilliant mask and shook out the shadow he enjoyed alone. Among.
Yodel, whose path was cut off abruptly, fell into Chris' trap in mid-air. The blood mist covered with weak corrosive power, attracted by the source blood, condensed into a palm with a higher concentration, and attacked Yodel.
There is no way to borrow, no way to dodge, no way to fall into the shadows, and Yodel is at an absolute disadvantage.
But only in an instant, Yodel used a sharp turn of his body to gain more than a second.
In this short span of a little more than a second, Yordel confirmed the location of the source blood in the tens of millions of small drops, destroyed it for life, and shattered Chris' right hand by the way.
The winners and losers of the extreme masters are divided by this.
Yordel just lost a palm-sized skin and some outer walls of veins.
Chris, under the sword of Yordel, he lost a drop of essence representing the vigorous life of the blood family, and it took more than a hundred years to agglutinate a drop of source blood.
Chris sighed. What a brilliant young man, a terrible latecomer.
"Really beautiful skill, and amazing intuition-I used to compare the ‘Kingdom’s Fury’ to you, it seems to be my ignorance."
Chris was talking, his figure flickered again, avoiding the ghostly sword of Yordle.
"Even'Kingdom's Fury' will not do better than you."
Yordel ignored him, just slammed on the ground and rushed to a window on the second floor.
But Chris stood in front of him again.
"But you are powerless." Chris shook his figure, avoiding Yodel's attack while dragging him to the third floor.
The old man of the longevity species keeps talking, but is full of the chilling insights of longevity: "At that boy’s age, he is probably the smartest and calmest short-lived one I have ever seen in my 1,000-year life. Planted."
Chris, who has lost a drop of source blood, doesn’t expect to kill or even defeat this opponent—extreme masters are dangerous people with vast strength, high realm, and ease of sending and receiving. They only have a few tricks, and they can each other. The direction of the game is clear in my heart.
But he can't let the other party disturb His Royal Highness's eating--especially the short-born cub, which may be the key to His Highness's awakening.
"Unfortunately, his curiosity and sense of crisis are too exuberant-even if he knows that reinforcements are coming, he can't help but take the initiative to help and defend himself-he probably can't bear it, the feeling that his fate is at the hands of others Right."
"We only feigned a few attacks, and he keenly noticed that the third floor may be our weakness and weakness."
"Curiosity and sense of crisis made him push the door open."
"As everyone knows, that is where we want him to go."
"His Royal Highness needs his blood and his strength."
"Young man, you are too late."
"The short-born boy is already at this moment," Chris' eyes flickered, and in the tone of addressing Thales, he had respect and admiration for the first time: "Become the power of your Highness."
Yordel's dagger, trembling slightly.
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When Thales saw the scorched, withered hand sticking out of the weird black coffin, he was stunned for five seconds.
a flashback of intense memory, once again invaded every cell in his brain, retrieving pictures of deja vu from the void,:
only heard it, it was still the delicate and gentle voice, but at this time he said unceremoniously:
"Wu Yinren——You hurt me! You just revisit the classics. Are you so scared!"
In Thales’ ears, his voice in his previous life was full of fear and trembling:
"I thought it was "The Godfather" or something-who thought you would watch "The Grudge" in the middle of the night!"
"This is a classic handed down, okay, look at how cute the coconuts are—hey, lighten up! My skin is tender!"
"Fuck her, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she, she appears! Your **** are big, please help me to block it!"
"I think my **** are bigger at this time? What do you usually do—why close your eyes if you are afraid!"
"Always can't help it, by the way, can we turn on the light——hey she, she, she, she, she crawled down!"
"Wu Yinren! You can sit back on the chair for me!"
"I'm going, grandma, don't pause on this screen! Hey! I have to go up and down the stairs every day, okay—"
The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds. In the darkness, the memories of the past life flashed back for no reason were interrupted by a terrifying roar.
"Huh-"
Hearing this sound is like a drowning person waking up from suspended animation.
But in the eyes of Thales, who has been deeply poisoned by the memories of his previous life, how does this sound like, a thousand-year-old ghost, the scream of resurrection overnight!
Thales came back to his senses, and found in a daze that the suspected ghost hand caught on the edge of the coffin, with this terrible roar, unexpectedly slammed out!
his wrecked wrist.
The forearm is scorched black even after being burned by the fire.
is like a torn shoulder that has been bitten by countless ants.
followed that hand one by one, revealing outside the black coffin!
This ghost hand, and the almost inhuman "subject" connected to it, seems to be slowly crawling out of the black coffin!
Until a creepy head, under the faint moonlight, slowly emerged from the coffin!
This skinny "head" with long white and wilted hair, his entire face burnt black and withered, a disproportionately large black mouth, and the position of his nose, there is actually a depth of pitch black. !
Thales only felt his goose bumps, starting from the scalp and spreading to the fingertips.
Under the cover of the white hair, "it" opened the jet-black "mouth" and the huge black mouth, cracking to the ears!
"Hey——"
screaming sternly, passing into Thales’ ears.
The scalp of the traverser was numb, and he almost fell to the ground!
The monster did not stop. It crawled out of the black coffin slowly but rhythmically, as if groping around.
From the head to the half body, from the left arm to the right arm, the "head" finally crossed the rim of the coffin, and the entire upper body fell toward the ground.
Finally, that dry left hand touched the ground lightly.
Thales’ brain was blank at this time~IndoMTL.com~ He was shaking slightly, and slowly took in a breath of cold air.
At this time, the head sticking to the ground seemed to feel something.
It paused, facing Thales, and slowly raised its head.
The dry white hair fell to the sides, and its "front face" was lightly exposed, facing Thales.
and it should have been the eye socket.
Thales saw it--
Two large irregular black holes.
The traveler almost fainted.
It's like, an unburnt corpse?
But it seems that after crossing, the rich street experience has made him a lot more courageous. Although he is afraid, Thales is still shaking, and he has retrieved the little reason from his brain.
No matter what that thing is—Thyls shivered, silently, I must run away!
Although it looks scary, its speed is not fast, I just need to--
Thales tried his best not to think about the plots of those horror films in his previous life. With a turn, he twisted the comfortable children's leather shoes prepared by Gilbert for him (although it has been greatly worn out in the running), ready to escape by speed This dangerous place.
Just wait until Yordel's rescue—Tyles thought so, but at the moment his leather shoes turned, the goblin-like monster slammed out of the coffin!
is like a headless evil spirit swimming blindly, suddenly awakening!
"Ho—ah!" The screaming roar sounded again!
Thales, who was full of shock values, turned his head to run away in shock!
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