Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 111: Enter the battlefield!

At six o'clock in the morning, Longxiao City, in the middle of the shield area, the moon has fallen west, and the darkest hour of the day is about to come. %乐%文%小说　WWw.しWWＭ

Kilika the multi-headed snake seems very excited, and its huge body makes a chilling sound of flesh and blood rubbing-it can't help but reminiscent of the scene of grinding the ground pork. It danced frantically with its limbs and tentacles, continuously releasing waves of people, surrounding the two of Nicolae and Grivo.

The two extreme masters holding legendary anti-magic armaments fought hard and moved forward in the crowd controlled by these magicians.

With great perseverance, the two of them smashed through a layer of the crowd against the weeping and screams of the residents, and finally got close to the magician.

However, the girl with a bright smile just shook her head slightly, and a huge tentacle stretched out from behind, sending her 20 meters away.

More people controlled by the magician walked out from the gap where the tentacles were separated suspiciously. They surrounded the two extreme human beings, involuntarily blocking the space vacated by the tentacles again.

Only ten meters away, under an inconspicuous low wall, Thales listened intently to Black Sword's explanation with shock and surprise.

"The power of ending comes from the untapped potential in the human body. We use special methods-such as specific fighting skills and sword styles to guide it into usable power."

Heijian’s words seem to have a faint authority, which makes people listen unconsciously: "It can improve people’s abilities, qualities, or Adaptability to these situations."

I saw him looking straight at Thales seriously and sharply:

"The existence of the power of ending varies from person to person. There are many types, some will form a visible light, some will be integrated with organs, some will even circulate day and night, some will act on special parts, some The whole body."

"Even the same type of ending power, used by different people, is often very different."

Thyls frowned: If there are huge differences, how do you "teach"?

Hei Jian seemed to have heard what he was thinking in his heart. In the "roar" sound from the blood and flesh of the Hydra, he calmly said: "But they still have commonalities for reference."

"Most of the power of the end has a specific form and function at the moment of awakening." Hei Jian exhaled, his muscles trembling, as if he was doing the final warm-up, just listening to him. :

"For example, the brilliance of the stars that greatly prolongs nerve excitement and human endurance, such as the fusion of glaciers that continuously enhances anti-stress and perception, and the most extreme promotion of the Pegasus movement that resonates with the external environment, and instantaneous breaking of the body’s self-protection mechanism The Sword Washing Death..."

"Those who awakened the power of the end, their fighting style and ability to use, will naturally follow the specific form of the power of the end to form personal biases and habits."

At the moment Thales blinked, Hei Jian turned his head:

"But the crime of Hell River is different."

Hei Jian's expression began to become cold.

"It is one of the least recorded powers of ending. Based on the experience of me and some of my predecessors, it comes from the most incredible potential of life," Hei Jian slowly said:

"Survival."

Tyles felt tight.

He remembered what happened in the birch grove: Serena "strangled" him in midair.

"So, the existence of the crime of Hell River is basically to continue the dying life." Hei Jian slowly took a breath and adjusted his breath: "It is the last struggle at all costs."

He glanced at the prince deeply: "This is also the prerequisite for our awakening from the sin of prison river."

"It awakens at the dying moment, inspires all the essence of life, and exhausts all the possibilities of life."

"For this reason, it is different from most powers of ending: the crime of Hell River has no specific form."

"In other words, it can exist in any form..."

"And make a difference."

Tyles' pupils shrank: "Any? Any other form of existence of end power?"

He somewhat understood the meaning of the black sword.

"Yes..." Hei Jian smiled, nodded, and looked at Kilika in the distance: "For that matter."

"The Crimes of Hell River..."

Hei Jian narrowed his eyes, his pupils focused on the battle in the distance:

"It can be described as the omnipotent end power."

At the moment of the conversation between the two, Nicolai and Grivo were struggling to support them.

"It can't go on like this."

Nicolai's face was cold, and Soulbreaker cut off a woman's head—the horrified look in her eyes before death made the warrior's chest heavy—and then met the next old man with a confused expression.

"Relying on the legendary anti-devil weapon, although we are safe..." Nicolai gently shook his slightly sour arm, glanced at the corpse lying around them, and couldn't help frowning.

"But in the end will be exhausted by it!"

The meteorite glanced at Greve with a crazy expression and anger in his eyes, and secretly said:

Or, after Griveaux killed enough people and reached a critical point, he suffered a mental breakdown?

Grivor roared and danced his spear, and the head of the gun struck three people in succession, but he himself was scratched on his left arm by a little girl attacking from behind.

The civilians in the shield zone who were scratched by the gunpoint died under the effect of "killing". Grivo tried his best not to look at their expressions before death, but his whole body trembled violently.

"Do you have any way to break through the past!" Grievo gritted his teeth and took a step back, very emotional: "Don't tell me, you are actually the wrath of the kingdom!"

"We can't break through the past," Nicolai stared at the girl standing in front of the Hydra, pulling a knife away: "But it can make her unable to retreat!"

Grivor's expression moved.

The next moment, the aura on the meteorite changed!

Two blushes rose on Nicolai's pale face. He retracted his arm and stopped using knives to kill the dense crowd in front of him.

His finger stroked the Soulbreaker Blade.

In an instant, I just heard a "click", the soulbreaking blade with two arcs, starting from the point protruding from the spine of the blade, broke in half!

Seeing all this, the blood magician raised his brows, instinctively felt that something was wrong, and the blood markings on his face trembled.

The cutting edge of the blade seemed to be particularly regular. I saw the meteorite holding the broken blade in one hand and the half-length blade of the soul in the other, showing a mysterious smile.

"The demarcation begins." He said softly.

The next second, Nicolai's figure moved, and the power of ending in his body began to tremble.

On one side of his body, he squeezed three civilians controlled by the magician in front of him in an incredible way. In their silent screams, they lightly stepped on their shoulders and jumped into the air!

If Ada was here, he would immediately recognize it: This is what Nicolai revealed when he first met, the kind of walking crowd just right, and like a shadow that can't dodge.

Giza's expression moved slightly, and immediately a few controlled civilians bent their knees, leaping like a monster, and rushed towards Nicolai in the air.

But Grivor's Soul Slaughter Gun has carved out a rare great circle here, sweeping it out of thin air!

"Shit!"

With his shoulder and back injured in the siege, Grivo roared and swept all the civilians who were trying to intercept Nicolai into lifeless corpses.

Nicolai jumped into the air without any hindrance. For that second, he glanced deeply at Giza in the distance.

Across dozens of densely packed people, the arm of the meteorite shook.

The broken blade made a "shoo" in the air, and it shot the magician in the face!

Giza's face changed drastically.

In the harsh wind, she cautiously extended two tentacles from her body, hit the ground, and pushed herself back.

"Puff!"

The blade pierced **** the earth and rock, only a few meters away from the blood magician.

Nikolai's expression remained unchanged, he fell from the air, breaking the blade to open an enemy behind him who was about to sneak attack.

Giza narrowed his eyes and stared at the sniper blade on the ground without saying a word.

However, just a second later, Nicolai shook the blade lightly, his eyes burst into light, and said coldly: "The demarcation is complete."

The magician's expression remained the same, not even doubtful.

But at that moment, Nicolai suddenly burst out with the most emotionally fluctuating roar since the start of the war: "Charge!"

As if receiving an order from the supreme, Grivo opened his mouth, sullenly danced with a trembling spear, pierced the two innocent "enemies" in front of him, and killed him with tears!

"woooh!"

Amidst Grivo’s roar, Nicolai was not to be outdone. The half-cut blade in his hand flashed with an invisible light. He instantly cut the neck of a howling boy and broke through in the direction of the magician. past.

"There is only one chance! Break through!"

In the eyes of the blood magician, the two extreme people, regardless of the cost, did not hesitate to be injured, and charged blindly regardless of defense. The dense crowd of dozens of people was actually crushed by them!

Giza tilted her head slightly, and more people walked out of her tentacles, and surrounded the charge.

However, the charge of Nicolai and Grivo still did not stop, and the two of them were covered in scratches and cuts, but they all broke out in the most fierce state, fighting together!

They are getting closer and closer to the magician.

Giza closed her eyes after all. Soon, Kilika stretched out a giant tentacle behind her as before, wrapped her around her waist, and swept her back away.

The accident happened at this time.

The magician on the tentacles retreated no more than ten meters, and the blade of Soulbreaker stuck on the ground suddenly brightened!

The broken blade flashes the most dazzling yellow light.

The tentacles guarding Giza continued to drag backwards, but suddenly behind Giza flashed a yellow light exactly like the blade!

Giza's face changed.

The tentacles are still retreating, but Giza seems to be held back by an invisible big hand, abruptly stopping in front of a barrier composed of yellow awns.

No matter how hard the tentacles are, there is no way to drag Giza out of the range of this yellow light!

It's like being stuck by something.

Giza suddenly raised his head and looked at the front of the ground, the blade of the broken soul blade.

It's the cutting edge!

It has a problem.

Giza did not take long to think about it, because in an instant, the two extreme masters broke through the dense crowd, covered in blood, and violently killed the magician who could not retreat!

Ten meters... Five meters... Four meters... Three meters... The distance between the two of them is getting closer and closer!

"Shoot!" Nicolai roared, knocking back an enemy on the left with an elbow, then turned around and took out the knife decisively, slashing three or four people in the **** flight, trying to cover Grivo at all costs.

With fresh tears and full of resentment, Grivo shook the deadly soul-killing spear, stepped into the magician's three-meter range, and stabbed it out!

The yellow light behind the blood magician flashed more and more urgently.

Still hindering her, unable to step back and dodge.

The tip of the gun approached between Giza's eyes.

"Boom!"

At the very moment of the moment, the body of the Soul Slaughter Spear was once again gripped by the "big belt" of the veteran who suddenly appeared beside Giza.

"Boss Griveaux," the big belt held the Soul Slaughter Gun with tears, "I'm sorry."

Nicolae's figure flickered again, the knife flew around, and the metal made a mess, protecting Grivo's body tightly for a short time.

"It's nothing." Grievous gritted his teeth and stared angrily at the big belt between the magician and the soul-slaughtering gun. "It's another unfortunate battle."

The three are deadlocked here.

The crowd besieging the three seemed to have received some instructions, and suddenly stopped, and amidst the fearful cry of the controlled, they all backed away.

Nicolai got a chance to breathe. He took a step back, back to back with Grivor who was holding the magician with the Soul Slaughter Gun.

Giza lowered her head, her lips moved slightly, and her voice rang in the ears of the two extremes.

"What is this?" The magician asked lightly.

"This is the ability of the Soulbreaker Blade," Nicolai clutched his chest, glanced at the blade on the ground, then looked at the large belt that was blocking the Soul Slaughter Gun, his face was ugly, "The center of the circle is the separated blade. , Isolate a region completely isolated from the outside in a short time."

"Only in but not out."

Grivor gritted his teeth, his eyes full of hatred: "Enough to trap you here-Biaozi."

Giza squinted her eyes, seemingly indifferent, but she asked almost without moving her lips: "It's really rare, another weapon I haven't seen before."

"This ability has a terrible name," Nicolai's face twitched. After all, he took a deep breath and said stiffly: "It's called'You can't escape Up'."

"Hmph," the blood magician snorted coldly: "It's the work of the **** of Bloodthorn."

Nicolai looked at the people around him vigilantly, and stabbed the companion behind him calmly: "The Bloodthorn Queen created this weapon originally to fight against the Void Magician-that kind of vanity. Untraceable existence."

Kilika the Hydra roared with anger and flesh.

"Just to deal with Sagar?" The blood magician shook his head slowly: "I don't know how sad that fool would be when I heard you say that."

"Of course, we found out later," Nicolai turned his head, staring at Giza, "If the Soulbreaker cooperates with other armed forces, it will be quite useful for most disasters."

"For example, now... it's'You can't escape anymore'."

The blood magician stared at them, his expression getting stiffer and stiffer.

"The game is over, Biaozi." Grivor, holding the Soul Slaughter Gun, looked terrifying, and he almost cut the magician with his eyes.

"Do it," Nicolai urged the companion behind him in a cold voice: "Make a close."

"Are you ready, big belt." Grivo nodded, looking at the controlled former colleague, his eyes flashed with anger and intolerance.

"Of course, boss," Big Belt smiled miserably, then his face became stiff, a little sad and said: "I still have a daughter..."

Grivor frowned slightly.

The shield area is almost completely destroyed.

Only a small part of the residents outside were evacuated.

His daughter is probably...

But Greve still took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said: "I will take care of her for you."

The eyes of the big belt flashed brightly, at that moment, he smiled peacefully: "Thank you."

The next second, under the eyes of the big belt freed, Griveaux made a terrifying "crack" all over his body.

I saw that the soul-slaughtering gun in his hand was so powerful that it trembles with his hands from the big belt and pokes it straight out!

"Puff!"

The Soul Slaughter Gun passed through the chest of the big belt, making a muffled sound of metal rubbing against the breastbone.

The relieved smile of the big belt solidified on his face, and the whole person turned into a dry corpse.

"Shit!"

The tip of the gun came out again from the back of the big belt.

Then alive, pierced between the eyes of the magician.

Pricked from the back of her head.

At that moment, the magician opened his mouth abruptly and trembled, but didn't say anything.

As if experiencing endless pain.

Kilika behind her made a terrifying scream, and her huge body slowly fell.

The crowd around them stopped moving.

Giza's face began to darken and become brittle, like cracked dead wood, falling fragments.

Nicolai exhaled.

He panted, staggered out two steps, picked up the blade that was stuck on the ground, and then slowly snapped it onto the broken Soulbreaker Blade.

I saw a dazzling yellow glow flashing through the fracture, and then the two metal edges merged closely together.

It is as clean as new, as if it has never been broken.

Grivor closed his eyes and knelt on one knee with his gun slumped.

It's over.

Nicolai turned around and looked at the crumbling Hydra.

"Wait!"

Grivor's violent drink sounded at this moment!

Nikolai cast a surprised look at him immediately.

How?

"The Soul Slaughter Gun... is still vibrating!" I saw the lame veteran open his mouth in disbelief, looking at the pieces of Giza shattered like broken pottery, he pulled out the tip of the gun. Out.

"This is not her!" Greve roared angrily: "Not that Biaozi!"

Nicolai was shocked!

Under the shocked gazes of the two, the fragments of "Giza"'s face fell piece by piece, revealing a gray face that was delicate but silent.

After the magician's appearance was stripped off, an innocent girl appeared before their eyes.

"This is just a civilian!" Grivo shouted heartbreakingly.

Nicolai, who has experienced many battles, has a cold face, spreading his arms like a thunder, and turning to the surrounding crowd!

But it's too late.

Countless crowds moved instantly and rushed towards Nicolai who had just relaxed.

Drown him in the crowd.

The next moment, a tentacle quietly threw out from the crowd, and it arrived in no time.

"Boom!"

Grivor, who couldn't react, was severely drawn by the tentacle!

Under the boundless force, I saw the lame veteran flying more than ten meters away.

"Boom!"

Like a torn sack, Griveaux hit a ruin, rolled several times between splashes of earth and rock, and then fell motionless to the ground.

Seems to have lost consciousness.

His Soul Slaughter Gun flew in the other direction and rolled to the ground, making a dull "clang" sound.

"No!"

Nicolae's sorrowful roar penetrated the crowd.

He fought from a crowd of countless strengths, speeds, and reactions surpassing ordinary people, and he was bruised and bruised.

While the blood was splashing, the meteorite rolled a few meters away, propped on the ground with one hand, raised his head feebly, and looked at Greve, who knew nothing about life or death.

Kilika, the shaky multi-headed snake, became active again, sending out a tentacle and splitting. A gentle and charming girl-the real blood magician appeared in the tentacles, with a pleasant smile.

Nicolai, with a gloomy expression, looked at Giza, and then at the stand-in who had fallen under the Soul Slaughter Gun.

"No...you...when did you change your real body?" Nikolai trembles in disbelief.

And Giza just looked at him with a smile, just like watching a naughty child.

Nicolai closed his eyes, punched the ground, and cried out to the sky.

It was his fault.

He should have thought of it long ago.

From the very beginning-the magician has never smiled, never moved his lips, or even made any big expressions!

Now think about it: That's a stand-in at all!

The soft voice of the blood magician came from far away.

"Look, it's not that difficult to change a person's appearance with a little dead skin tissue, isn't it?" Giza shook his head mischievously: "That saves my little cuties from being attacked by a soul-killing gun. The danger that spreads to me..."

"Also enjoy the wonderful expressions of you being fooled."

Giza laughed and looked at Nicolai's resentful expression, waving his hand.

"And I just need to stand in a straight line with the avatar-even if it is the Soul Slaughter Gun that can locate the magician, I can't tell whether this is a avatar or the real body."

"Soul Soul Spear, out of the game," the magician narrowed his eyes and looked at Grive in the distance, "Listen well, this is the teaching from Biaozi."

At that moment, Giza's expression became extremely cold: "At any moment, don't let your guard down."

The next moment, countless tentacles and the controlled crowd, like a turbulent flood breaking through the embankment, overwhelmed the sky and covered the sky and rushed towards the fainting Greve and the scarred Nicolai!

The two legendary masters of the anti-magic armed forces were ultimately defeated by the magician.

Nicolai clenched his teeth, his hand holding the blade trembling with anger.

He staggered to his feet, watching the enemies attacking from all directions, and raised the blade weakly.

The blade flicked a tentacle, turning it into fly ash.

The hilt of the knife slammed into a child who was howling and crying, but pounced like a falcon.

Farewell, Greve.

Nicolai felt the blood on his forehead and thought desperately.

We.

Failed.

But at this moment, the expression of the blood magician suddenly changed!

She turned her head abruptly and looked in one direction.

There, Kilika’s two giant tentacles trembled together!

Then all turned into fly ash.

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The third one?

Soon, the magician saw the incoming figure clearly.

"It's you?" Giza's eyebrows moved. It was her old acquaintance.

The figure of Black Sword vaguely appeared in the siege of heavy tentacles, less than twenty meters away from her.

But wherever he went, the flesh and blood of the blood magician turned into ashes.

"Remember," Black Sword rushed forward, charging towards Giza, and whispered to Thales, who was holding the front of the world in his arms, "We have only one chance."

"It's coming."

Tyles took a deep breath, his eyes firm, and nodded slowly.

Black Sword and Thales broke into the battlefield at this moment.