Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 108: Exterminate!

Longxiao City, the junction of the armor area and the shield area. Novel www.しWWX

In the direction of the shield area, there were bursts of loud roars, as well as if there were no vibrations.

"We should evacuate with those residents."

A sassy female swordsman with dark hair, light armor and thick black gloves stood on a roof, frowning and staring at the tall figure ahead: "It is not our duty to be nosy, since It’s not in line with our principles to find trouble."

But the figure looked at the midair of the shield area far away, and captured the crazy blood-red monster in the eyes.

"This is why Raphael asked us to leave?" Cohen pursed his mouth with a worried expression, his brows kept moving: "This is what Secret Science is going to do?"

"Did you hear the words from the residents—that's Kilika, the legendary Hydra."

Cohen squeezed his fist tightly, his eyes flashed unhesitating: "It is the disasters, it is the magician-the legends that we can only see in family records and files."

Raphael...

Cohen looked at the ruined shield area, breathing faster.

Did you do this?

Is your plan?

Miranda frowned, looking at her contemporaneously with a complicated expression.

"It is not without reason that the order officers evacuated around."

"This is not something you should worry about."

"Dragon City must know how to deal with disasters," Miranda sighed and shook her head as she watched the Hydra throw away a giant tentacle again in the distance: "Moreover, no matter what Raphael did or did Nothing is something we can intervene."

Cohen still stared at the Hydra, his blond hair covered with snowflakes, but he didn't notice anything.

"That is the shield zone, where the big belt lives—we sat in his cabin before."

"The man who fought the orcs in the glacier watch, remember?"

Listening to the sound of destruction, Cohen's eyes were full of sadness: "He and his daughter."

Miranda didn't speak, just lowered her eyelids slightly.

After a long while, she said silently: "We can do nothing."

Cohen was silent.

In the distance, as Kylica the Hydra's movements intensified, a more and more violent vibration came.

"Do you know what is the ironiest thing?"

A few seconds later, Cohen said blankly to Miranda behind him: "On the day when we—you, me, and Raphael became the “seeds”, Master Shao gave us eight on the knight colossus. What I have said..."

Miranda unconsciously supported her sword hilt upon hearing this.

"The mission of the Tower of End is to preserve the last, purest, and most transcendent fire for mankind." Against the background of the raging snakes in the distance, Cohen continued to calmly say: "Inherit the power of end, inherit the ancestors of the year Spirit and mission."

Complicated emotions flashed in Cohen's eyes.

"Always be vigilant and always prepare."

"When they make a comeback, the Swords of End will be unsheathed again."

Miranda raised her head, looked at the terrifying figure of the Hydra, and gritted her teeth gently.

"There is no division of race, no country, no order, we will regain the mission that belongs to our predecessors, and reproduce the glory of being a "disaster hunter" alone."

"In the darkest days, on the hell-like battlefield, in the last moments of mankind, we will walk against the crowd with swords and hope, seeing death as home, and moving forward."

"Rush to those almost invincible disasters."

"This is the initial and final mission of the Tower of End."

"Raphael, as the seed of high hopes," Cohen sighed after speaking: "But disaster will be..."

"Stop your meaningless and unfounded guesses," Miranda interrupted him coldly: "We don't know what Raphael and Secret Science have done—maybe Secret Science is more important. For political purposes, maybe if they don’t, the Hydra will appear in Yongxing City instead of Longxiao City."

Cohen gave a rare sneer.

"Politics?" The blonde police officer shook his head disappointedly:

"The Tower of End, which inherits its skills to protect humanity, is based on transcendental politics. This is also its most valuable place. No matter how bad the relationship between the Tower of End and the Star Kingdom is, it has never refused to come from the stars. Students."

"But we take these treasures that have been shared by humans and passed on for thousands of years as a basis for cannibalism," Cohen lowered his head and said in a low tone: "Swordsmen are proud of the Tower of End, but six hundred Over the years, how many end swordsmen have really died in the hands of disasters, on the way to guarding mankind? How many have died under the same swordsmanship and end power inherited from the tower?"

Miranda's expression remains the same, but her voice is somewhat vague: "Not every student can get rid of the shackles of politics."

"Not every student has the same ideals and goals as the End Tower."

"But...Raphael?" Cohen sighed heavily: "In his capacity—compared to us, he should be the most detached person in these things, isn't he."

Miranda looked at him quietly.

A few seconds later, the female swordsman put down her deep expression and laughed softly.

"Cohen," Miranda looked at Cohen who looked back in amazement, and raised her mouth: "Has anyone told you..."

"Perhaps you are not suitable to be a lord, or even a nobleman?" The female swordsman gave an intriguing smile and asked profoundly: "Ideal and kind-heir to the earl of Walla."

When Cohen heard the words, he suddenly stopped and looked at Miranda dumbfounded.

He tilted his head and stared at the roof under his feet.

Loneliness and loneliness flashed in my eyes.

This time, Cohen was silent longer than ever.

Finally, the police officer's voice sounded in a trance.

"Ah, I know."

"From the first day I became sensible."

"I knew it," Cohen's voice was calm and quiet, but Miranda felt gloomy for no reason: "I can't be a good lord."

"No way."

Miranda did not speak.

At this moment, the two raised their heads if they noticed.

The next second, the two swordsmen tumbled down the roof vigilantly, hiding behind the wall quickly and deftly.

One minute later, two figures passed by the street that had been evacuated.

One of the weird footsteps is lighter, almost touching the ground, while the other is more normal and steady.

In terms of movement alone-Miranda thought, hiding in the dark: They all seem to be good players.

But both of them seem to be injured and unstable.

"I think we should go into the shield area to find someone...even if that thing is there," one of the voices was young and impatient, and seemed to be dissatisfied with his companions: "I said, you just Can’t say anything...oh, well, I remember...you just can’t react to something—God, don’t make gestures that I don’t understand!"

Wait.

Miranda saw the figures of the two people clearly, her pupils condensed.

The next second, Cohen was surprised to see Miranda stand up, leave the hiding place, and stop the two passing by!

The two uninvited guests stopped vigilantly and adjusted their posture to an easy-to-shoot angle.

But their hostility was quickly broken.

"You are..."

"At that time, Lady Sutherley was next to..."

The attendant of Thales, Wiya Caso looked at the female swordsman with his saber, widening his eyes in surprise: "Miss Miranda from Broken Dragon Fortress!"

"Why are you here!" Huaiya asked in astonishment.

"It's a long story...what about you?" Miranda frowned: "What are you looking for? Is it related to the disaster?"

"This..." Wiya was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head hesitantly.

The opponent is the nobleman of the Aarond family, and even the heir to the Duke of the North who tried to seize the throne.

The disappearance of the prince...

But the next moment, Wiya frowned slightly, and he saw Miranda on the opposite side also look wrong.

The two felt the tension in the air at the same time.

They turned their heads.

I saw the companion behind Huaya: a man with a half-silver mask and metal prosthesis—shaking.

The ghost of the wind who fixed a fractured hand to his body, Rolf's eyes were red, staring at the blond guard, his hands shaking.

I saw him flicking his throat with difficulty, and then suddenly let go of his hand as if he was scalded.

Soon, Rolf's eyes were filled with hatred and anger.

Cohen squinted suspiciously, looking at the strange short-haired silver-faced man, his eyes swept over him covered in clothing, but he could still hear his prosthetic lower body and scratched his head.

Why look at me like this?

Do we have hatred?

"Excuse me," facing the opponent's extremely unkind gaze, the guard asked carefully and confusedly: "Have we seen it?"

Cohen no longer has to wonder soon.

The next second, Rolf flicked his right hand coldly, and popped a Hidden Blade from his arm!

Looking at the familiar Hidden Blade, Cohen's eyes tightened.

A memory from not long ago flashed through my mind.

It was that night.

Sword of Disaster, Gulaton.

The girl with double swords.

He himself.

And...

The guard frowned, he leaned down and put his sword on his hand.

Miranda and Huaiya were both taken aback, looking at the two men who were arrogant.

"So you're not dead yet, old friend of Red Square Street," Cohen retreated alertly, his eyes like a sword, his tone cold:

"The scum of the Blood Bottle Gang."

The half of Rolf's face outside his mask, his expression getting more and more ugly, he made a deep guttural noise, his fists tightened.

————

The sound of rustling flesh and blood rubbed from everywhere.

Like thousands of snakes swimming wildly in all directions.

How many threats, enemies, and dangers do these friction sounds indicate?

In the weird rustling sound, Nicolai under the dilapidated eaves gently opened his eyes.

The power of ending in his body began to work strangely, rushing to his body in waves.

The next moment, the meteorite descended like thunder, breaking through the eaves with shocking momentum!

"Boom!"

As Nicolai showed his figure, a dozen blood-red tentacles, large and small, appeared in front of him.

The tentacles trembled together, attacking him from different angles.

Nicolae in the air should have been unavoidable.

But his figure began to flicker strangely.

All the tentacles reaching out to Nicolai rolled, pumped, punched and stab him back and forth.

And these life-threatening tentacles brushed his ears, underarms, soles of feet, waist in the air... but almost without exception, they all missed his body!

The air was torn apart by the tentacles, and the howling wind glided over the surface of the meteorite.

In that second, Nicolai's eyes were calm, unscathed, and the Soulbreaker blade swung out of thin air.

The trajectory and arc of the blade, as Nicolai's figure descended, formed countless ellipses in the air.

"Da!"

Nicolai landed steadily.

Behind him, many broken tentacles fell, turning into fly ash.

Nicolai stood up and pierced the Soulbreaker Blade into the big tentacles in front of him with a calm expression.

Soon, this part of Kilika disappeared from the world.

It's much easier than on the battlefield to parry weapons from all directions-Nicolai secretly said: After all, there is only "one" enemy to face.

He broke through from the edge of the shield all the way to here, and the worries in his heart continued to increase.

The "enemies" on the road are getting more and more dense, and the figure of the Hydra is getting bigger and bigger—obviously, he is approaching Grivo.

I hope he won't have any trouble.

As one of the few extreme warriors who fought hard from the dead on the battlefield, Drew Greve has the indomitable spirit that matches his exquisite combat skills, and he has a wealth of experience. Decision without procrastination-this kind of fighters seems to be born for a large-scale battlefield, no matter the adversity, the superior Jedi, they can create unimaginable miracles.

For example—Nicolai couldn't help frowning at the thought of that person—the kingdom's fury to the south.

That’s why, even though Grivor’s temper is bad and his relationship with Dragon City’s official relationship is poor, he was still selected as the user of the Soul Slaughter Spear ten years ago—even though he was the first time On the day he took the spear, he was still cursing and swearing at Grand Duke Lede Walton and his parents including Nunn VII.

Of course, it was his stinky temper that made the retired epee infantry Griveaux lose the title, official position, and wealth, and his name was not included in the "five generals".

Instead, it created a famous boss in the shield area and the hammer area.

In front is the place for the Hydra.

Nicolai gritted his teeth.

Before the new monsters or tentacles extended, Nicolai kept under his feet and moved quickly.

Passing around a ruin similar to a collapsed mill, Nicolai was stunned.

He saw Griveaux.

The other party has not been suppressed to the point of fighting back as I thought, or has simply fallen down-this is the worst scenario expected.

Grivor stood in front of him nicely, with his back to Nicolai.

The Spear of Soul Slaughter was still lying in his hand, and the head of the spear was shaking.

It's not Grivo that really stunned Nicolai.

But around him.

Behind Grivo, there are countless dead bodies.

Adults, children, elderly, men, women...

Most people are in ragged clothes and smile peacefully.

But his face was pitch black—like dried wood.

Nicolai looked at the dead people all over the floor with an ugly expression. He had seen this way of death.

That was the effect of ‘killing’.

But...

Nikole looked at Grivo in disbelief.

"Grivor!" Nicolai shouted loudly.

Grivor gave a slight shock and turned around slowly.

Nikolai squeezed the Soulbreaker in his hand--Grivor didn't even notice that he was behind him, which was impossible to imagine in the past.

His current spirit is not right.

The meteorite thought secretly.

The lame former epee infantry turned back trembling and looked at the meteorite.

Nicolai looked at Grivo's face in astonishment-it was covered with tears.

"It's you," Griveau bit his lip, another tear came down, only to hear him hoarsely and weakly: "Walton's hand-to-hand running dog."

Hearing the familiar and unceremonious name, Nicolai felt a little settled.

But he still looked at the corpses all over the floor and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter? These people..."

"What's going on," Griveaux gave a sudden shock, his voice rose sharply:

"What's the matter?"

Grivor clenched his teeth and closed his eyes in pain:

"Didn't you see it..."

Nikole stepped forward and stood side by side with Grivo.

Facing the girl in front of him.

The girl with blood-red spots and a lovely smile.

"Oh?" The blood magician chuckled, "Here's another one?"

Nicolai's thin, pale face showed doubts.

"It's okay," Giza shook his head, his eyes revealed carelessly relaxed: "My reserves are enough."

The next moment, the magician gently stroked Kilika behind him.

The Hydra trembles again, releasing two giant tentacles.

The tentacles kept trembling on the ground, and then slowly tore apart, opening two holes that were several people high.

Nicolae's pupils shrank!

In those two openings, one, two, three... dozens of people slowly walked out.

A vicissitudes of old woman came heading forward. She was first confused, then confused, and then looked at her whole body with horror.

There are dozens of people, big and small, all men, women, and children. After the initial confusion, they became consterious.

Then... they coincidentally walked towards Grivo!

Nicolai turned his head abruptly and looked at Grivo: "Could it be that..."

Grivor shook his head hard, tears of grief and sadness in his eyes.

"Grivor?" The leading old woman opened her horrified eyes, she seemed to know Grive: "Good boy, what is going on? I remember just..."

"Ah!" The old woman lowered her head in surprise, watching her shrunken and thin legs one after another, walking forward with her body: "How can I...I can stand up? My Are your legs better?"

"Grandma Davao..." Greve looked at the figure of the old woman, closed her eyes in grief, and slammed on the ground with a single shot: "Asshole..."

"No," the old woman realized something immediately, she said in a panic: "My body...my body... why can't I move? Why am I walking by myself?"

It's not just Grandma Davao who has this kind of reaction. Among dozens of people, almost everyone is in this situation. Panic, fear, and shock appear behind the crowd.

"What's the matter?"

"My hand..."

"Ahhhhh! I can't walk so fast, I'm too old to fall..."

"Oh my God, look, it's a monster! It's the monster I saw before fainting!"

However, the crowd is still moving forward.

At that moment, the startled Nicolai understood something.

"They can't help..." Grievous's closed eyes shed tears again, and his voice intermittently: "They...the civilians in the shield area, after being eaten by the monster, the biaozi, they didn't know they moved. What tricks..."

"Now she controls their bodies..."

Nicolai looked at these people in disbelief as they stepped forward.

Watching them still arguing, questioning, arguing, even crying, yelling, and yelling.

Like the most common shield residents.

"Oh yeah, I didn't eat them yet."

"They are intact, independent individuals," the blood magician sighed: "Each of them is a life..."

Nicolai looked at the corpse on the ground beside Grivo, and understood.

He took a step forward, his palm twisted unconsciously with anger: "Soul Killing Gun?"

Grivor swallowed hard and shook his head in pain.

"It's different from other tentacle monsters..." The lame one-eared man suppressed his grief: "'Kill Jue' can't directly hurt her-only these people themselves are killed."

The blood magician smiled like a flower: "Yes!"

"Didn't you say that this area is covered by you?" At this moment, the devilish girl smiled, and the blood markings on her face were particularly strange and terrifying: "Let me see, yours Are you determined..."

"I have thousands of people!"

The frightened crowd speeded up their pace, stuck between the two extreme realms and the magician.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" Greve roared in grief!

Nicolai took a deep breath and calmed down.

"It's just ordinary civilians...or, we can't stop and break through them at all costs," the meteorite shook the Soulbreaker in his hand, coldly said: "Take the monster!"

Under the gaze of the meteorite, Grivo still shook his head hard.

Nicolai frowned: He suddenly noticed that Grivo had a lot of wounds all over his body.

The magician answered his doubts.

"Ordinary civilian?" Giza smiled slightly: "No..."

"There are thousands of them, with clear thinking, clear mind, and even able to speak by themselves..."

"But not afraid of death, fear of pain, no shrinking, no stopping, no reservation, no hesitation..." The blood magician tilted his head, fingers across his lips, and smiled charmingly:

"Flesh doll!"

As her voice fell, the leading grandma of Davao suddenly screamed!

The next moment, the old woman suddenly leaned down and fell on all fours.

The crowd behind her was in an uproar.

Under my exclamation, Grandma Davao, like a cat, uses her hands and feet together. With swiftness and speed that does not match her age and body, she leaps over ten meters in a few seconds, just like hunting prey. Same, pounce on Grivo!

"No!" Grievous shouted in pain, turned the spear head upside down, and swept Grandma Davao back with the handle!

Amidst the painful cry of Grandma Davao, she flew back to a ruin and fell violently.

"Boom!"

The old man’s bones seem to be very fragile, so Grandma Davao’s left hand is already bent and deformed!

Nicolai opened his eyes angrily, watching Grandma Davao, under her own cry of pain, once again supported the ground with her broken left hand, and rushed back to Grivo.

The old man's screams echoed in Nicolai's ears.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Grivor raised his head abruptly, shouting loudly:

"Ah!"

This time, Grivor opened his eyes angrily and tremblingly handed out the tip of the gun in the tears.

"Shit!"

One shot pierced Grandma Davao!

"Greve...child..." Grandma Davao's face was full of incredible expressions.

Then, Grandma Davao turned black, lost all her vitality, and fell slowly.

A panic howl erupted from the crowd.

Grivor gritted his teeth and couldn't help breathing.

"Oh, these people are not as easy to use as my cuties," the blood magician covered his mouth and smiled, blood spots on his face swaying like reeds in the wind: "Of course, facing them, you are also weak. Quite a lot..."

"Poor humans."

Nicolai looked at all this in a daze.

"They..." Greveo's eyes were red, and he bit his lower lip, shaking his gun head from the old woman's body: "They won't stop..."

The lame man pinched the spear in his hand tighter and tighter, as if to make a handprint on it.

"No matter how injured or damaged, they will only get up again..."

This is his shield zone.

"The waves are coming..."

These are the people he should have protected.

"Intercept me, kill me..."

These... unarmed, innocent and innocent civilians.

"Unless..."

Grivor roared with tears, shaking his hands and raising his spear.

"Killed..."

The crowd is getting closer.

Pictures were panicked, trembling in fear, and his extremely familiar faces appeared before his eyes.

"Kill them..."

Grivor, who is about to collapse, is like a trapped beast being forced to the Jedi, roaring in grief and despair:

"—Kill them!"

Nicolai looked at the crowds approaching forward, and then at the countless fallen dead bodies beside Grivo.

I just feel cold in my heart.

The blood magician said: "Tsk, the Soul Slaughter Spear...Is it?"

An unprecedented anger appeared in her eyes: "I know the power of this thing better than you..."

"The power it exerts in Nekaru's hands is higher than you, a rookie who doesn't know where..."

"But I am still standing here intact," the blood magician raised his hands with a smile on his face, and said with ice: "Guess, what does this prove?"

The magician grinned and laughed.

Good.

Giza thought quickly in an extremely excited mood: In this way, at least a lot of time can be relieved.

Enough to search for the boy.

Find him.

Kill him.

Save him!

As her thoughts, Kilika stretched out more and more tentacles under the ground.

Two flushes rose on Nicolai’s pale face, and he spoke slowly and hard:

"That said, you have already imagined from the beginning, how to face the Soul Slaughter Gun, right..."

"Start from drawing your "food"..."

The magician smiled brightly.

Grivor kept shaking. He raised his head and looked at the crowds getting closer and closer, looking at their expressions, his eyes were numb and decisive.

Nicolai stared at the inhuman opponent, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

What to do.

Kill all the residents of the Shield District who are actually not dead?

Thousands, even tens of thousands?

Fight against her again?

"How could this happen," the meteorite took a deep breath, and slowly shook his head: "The "Book of Legends" records the Soul Slaughter Gun and also records you and the Hydra, but why doesn't it record this scene..."

"I don't know about this," the blood magician exhaled, smiling undiminished: "But ah, I can guess something..."

Nicolai and Grivo frowned.

"Do you know that the ability of the Soul Slaughter Spear was originally called'Destroying Life'," the magician smiled slightly: "But later, it was renamed to'Exterminate'."

Grivor was shocked!

Giza chuckled lightly. She raised her head and looked at the cliff in the sky, the hero statue holding a spear and looking at the earth, a combination of perseverance, courage, compassion, tolerance, and greatness.

"Originally, Nikaru had blood heirs..." The magician said lightly: "His son, his younger brother, his nephew, his uncle..."

"The Aix family who love each other."

Nicolai and Grivo looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

"Until we meet on the battlefield..."

The magician squinted his eyes~IndoMTL.com~The eyelashes tremble gently:

"What you call a human hero."

"The man who is ruthless, cruel, terrifying, and heart-like to the extreme..."

"Nicaju Acres."

In the eyes of the two of them, the terrible and cruel blood disaster, gently raised her slender fingers, and slowly pointed toward the advancing crowd.

"Personally holding the Soul Slaughter Gun..."

Giza's eyes showed a strange and subtle red glow, her lips lightly opened, and she told the secret that made the two of them creepy:

"Take them all..."

"A place without reservation..."

"Kill all."

"Extinction."