Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 74: You will eventually fail

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A rare moment has ushered in the dark and dim cave-the light on the silver shadow man shines extremely brightly here,

"Wake up... them?"

Tyles leaned against the rock wall to gasp, and after careful consideration, he gave up most of the confrontational actions-this silver shadow man is obviously not an existence he can deal with. 35xs

The young man asked suspiciously: "What'them'?"

The silver shadow man stared at him with his dark eyes in the light.

"They."

It's still the lingua franca with a Northern accent, not the old one.

The silhouette of the silver shadow man's face moved subtly under the gleam of light, almost like a real person talking, quite strange:

"You saw it."

"Those homeless souls."

"An alien wandering between life and death."

Thyls trembled in his heart.

What?

"Wandering between life and death..."

He murmured and repeated, looking up at the dark cave rock around him, imagining the dense ghosts from above.

Those dry and rotten faces.

Thyls couldn't help feeling a bit cold behind his back.

He buried his face in his hands and sighed in pain and difficulty.

"So this world, there really is such a thing..."

Oh.

Even this is considered for me...

Holographic, four-dimensional, and dynamic horror film-this world is so beautiful!

It took five seconds for Thales, who was dejected, to free himself from the unpleasant past in the memory fragments, and raised his face listlessly.

"But how come..."

He leaned on the rock wall, lightly pressed the scratches on his body, and asked the silver shadow man feebly: "Where are there so many dead souls under Longxiao City, so bored and scared here?"

The silver man's body shone lightly.

Seems to hesitate.

"Aarendburg above our heads," but he finally answered. The words from the silver glow resembled the babble in a dream, echoing like nothing:

"Standing here for thousands of years."

"The flames of the dragon, the footprints of the elves, the warriors of the north, the iron hoofs of the empire, and even the heavy hammers of the orcs have ploughed here."

Talston was startled when he heard the unfamiliar place name.

"Ah, Lun, Germany, Fort..."

The prince repeated suspiciously, but immediately his eyes lit up: "Wait, you are talking about Dragon City? Aarondberg is its old name..."

Thyls immediately understood something, and suddenly, he began to look at the Silver Shadow Man with strange eyes.

"Using this name...so you are in ancient times, uh, are you from the age of empire?"

But the Silver Shadowman just stared at him silently and didn't answer.

"Okay," Thales arrogantly spread his hands, and in his heart the option of "I can't find words to ask for information", from the top of the head of the person who is not human and ghost:

"Then, the soul?"

The silver shadow man slowly raised his head when he heard the words, and looked at the cave with emotion.

He turned around and left in front of Thales.

The steps made up of silver awns leave a wonderful and colorful imprint on the rocks that have been stepped on.

"This land has experienced countless wars and severe colds, disasters and deaths... the head fell, the blood was spilled, the dead bodies were full of wild, and wailing."

The silver shadow man walked forward slowly, and the words with illusory echo came back again, containing some unshakable melancholy:

"For thousands of years, countless creatures have been buried here, and the gathering of the undead in the past is hard to dispel."

"Gathering is hard to eliminate..."

"It's hard to eliminate..."

"Clear..."

This time, his echo was particularly pronounced, which surprised Thales.

The prince only noticed that the other party's words were not through voices, but they seemed to sound directly in his heart!

Wait.

The words that sounded in my heart.

This situation...

Are you familiar with it?

But before Thales thought about it, the tone of the silver shadow man changed.

"Originally, they should sleep quietly, have no consciousness, have nothing to do with living people, have nothing to do with the mortal world, slowly lose themselves, lose time, until they die out, no longer survive."

The man turned around abruptly, the silver light on his body became dense like a flashing oil lamp, and his tone became severe and serious:

"Until you wake them up."

Thyls was taken aback.

"Me?"

"But, but I didn't do anything!"

He stretched out his hands innocently and doubtfully: "Why did you wake them up?"

The silver shadow man was facing him, and the facial features that appeared under the contrast of light and darkness suddenly became a bit sharp.

"No," he resolutely said:

"You did it."

Thyls looked stunned.

The silver shadow man slowly raised his right hand, facing him, with a slight silver glow from his palm.

Thyls felt uncomfortable for a moment--there seemed to be something in the silver light that made his skin tingle slightly, just like when this danger existed just threatening to ask himself.

"I can see, they can all see-you have a special power."

Tyles felt tight.

Silver Shadow Man is indifferent, but Thales’ breathing is inexplicably quickened: "It is hidden in your strong, not only to absorb nutrients, but also to feed back benefits. It allows you to communicate with the earth and the underground, and contact the living. And the dead."

Thyls raised his eyebrows.

Huh?

"The moment it merges with you, you drift between life and death, blurring the realm of survival and death."

The words of the Silver Shadow made Thales' heart stunned. Flash Dance Novel Network

Between life and death...

He figured out something immediately.

"You use yourself as the key to open the way on the barriers that are not connected to each other," the man solemnly said: "The dead souls who should have been unconscious and could hardly affect the living are disturbed and awakened."

"It's like hyenas gathering in decay, sharks coming in bloodthirsty."

Tyles blinked in amazement, looking at the darker features of the silver shadow man.

"You mean..." he whispered in disbelief:

"The Sin of Hell River?"

The Silver Shadowman did not answer.

Thyls, who was worried, did it.

He squeezed his fist, took a deep breath, and evoked the sin of the prison river in his body, exerting its most commonly used function-strengthening the senses of sight and hearing.

In a few seconds, the sin of the river of prison filled the blood vessels around the eyes and ears with consciousness, making his world bright and clear.

But at the same moment, Thales immediately felt the difference around him!

In the distance, on the rock wall where the silver light can't shine, countless black shadows emerged from it, and the strange faces that appeared one after another looked here!

At that moment, the cold chill, deep whispers, and painful howls, all nightmares returned to Thales' senses!

The prince was surprised!

However, not only did the threatened Hell River's crime not stop, it also accelerated uncontrollably, continuing to strengthen his senses.

It feels like when watching a ghost movie in the memory of a previous life, at the moment of shock, the movie suddenly changed from 2d to 3d.

The voice grew louder and colder around him. Thales covered his head in pain, closed his eyes, and twitched.

Oops...

How come...

The surrounding souls became more agitated, and many of them even climbed here.

Just now.

"Get out!"

The roar of the silver shadow man echoed in his ears.

The cave was once again full of silver, stabbing Thales to curl up for a while!

"Go back to your crappy den!"

Following the roar of the Silver Shadow, the screams of the dead souls rang again, gradually weakening.

They avoided the silver light painfully, and flinched back into the darkness.

Those terrible whispers and emotions also receded from Thales' senses like a tide.

Until the surrounding becomes quiet again.

For a long while, Thales, who was sitting on the side of the rock, weakly put down his head holding hands, feeling the disappearance of the crime of the prison river.

Damn it.

He gasped, cursing in his heart.

Damn, damn, damn!

"For now, these dead souls cannot directly harm you," the silver shadow man's voice resounded again: "But they can destroy your spirit, pollute your soul, and turn you into one by affecting the environment. The walking dead."

"Of course, if they are stronger, and you are weaker..."

Tyles opened his eyes and exhaled annoyedly.

The silver light on the man's body slowly weakened. He put down his radiant palm and looked at the boy silently.

"Very good, the effect of the crime of the prison river..." Thales said dejectedly: "It turns out that you can also open the yin and yang to see ghosts, or use infrasound waves to call the soul..."

"It's awesome."

He is mockingly authentic.

The Silver Shadowman came back to Thales and looked down at him.

"I recognize this power—I once had a friend like you."

The words of the Silver Shadow made Thales up his mind: "The crime of the river of prison?"

The man in the silver light shook his head: "Under the torture of this kind of power, he was rejected by the prison river, and he was not accepted for the world."

"That was the greatest misfortune of his life."

"It's like here, like these poor souls who are cursed by evil and stuck between life and death."

Thyls, who was at the same time depressed and irritable, chuckled sarcastically: "I guess, I am not much better."

But his heart moved.

"Evil curse," the exhausted Thales raised his eyes and asked:

"You mentioned this more than once."

"What do you mean?"

This time, the silver shadow man who looked down at the young man paused for a long time.

The silver light on him flickered.

Finally, the silver shadow man speaks again:

"This group of tortured souls are not confined here because of their own will."

His words are full of sorrow and pity: "On the contrary, they are bound by the vicious curse and cannot continue the journey of death."

"Because of this curse, they have cut off the cycle of life, are deeply trapped in the quagmire of eternity, and endured endless suffering."

Thyls froze.

He stood up with difficulty and looked around.

But only dim caves and dark rock formations can be seen.

Nothing.

The prince held back the horror in his heart, wondering: "What kind of curse?"

The Silver Shadowman was silent for a few seconds.

When Thales couldn't help but urged, the silver shadow talent faced him directly, his facial features flashed in the silver light, his speech was solemn, and every word was a pause:

"The Curse of the Jagged King."

Thyls' eyebrows beat. 35xs

"The Jagged King?"

"I remember this legend."

The prince scratched his head: "The Jagged King, people in the North know him, he is, he is, he seems to have built something..."

Tyles clenched his lower lip, thinking hard, feeling like he was about to remember.

The Silver Shadowman snorted and interrupted his memory: "The Iron King, the first human king who led the crowd to fight against the ancient orcs, the builder of the'human last line of defense'."

"Yes!"

Thyls, who felt underestimated, blushed and shrugged: "I mean, yes, I know."

"The death of the Iron-Blood King, the loss of the last line of defense, the large-scale invasion of the ancient orcs, and the destruction of the ancient kingdom of Chavin, these marked the end of the age of human ignorance and the beginning of the kingdom of kings...I remember it," Thales sighed : "Ah, I really miss history class."

But then he frowned strangely:

"But what does the Jagged King have to do with the curse?"

The silver shadow man shook his head, causing the surrounding rocks to tremble.

"This is an eternally miserable old thing, cruel and sad. You don't need to know the details."

Tyles narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction.

The man's facial features lightly paused, looking like he was sighing:

"Just know that this is a sin committed by a group of noble people."

"Holding hope and love, they tried to save the world, but in the end they made a huge mistake and endless troubles."

And his next sentence once again caused Thales to inhale slightly:

"Even the mages also avoided mentioning it, which is regarded as a taboo."

Thyls stiffened slightly, his breathing trembled.

"Mage?"

Thyls looked at the silver shadow man in front of him in surprise, and again began to doubt his identity: "It has something to do with them?"

The silver shadow man turned his head, and the silver mantle armor showed waves of light:

"Not only are they related, they are the protagonists."

His voice became bitter and solemn:

"The curse of the Iron-Blood King-this is a curse caused by magic, and it is a misguided path for the mage."

Thyls continued to look at him in amazement.

Yes, if this guy is from the age of empires and the person before the end of the war, then he must know magic, know the wizard...

But before he could ask, the Silver Shadowman spoke again.

"Because of this curse, this mistake," the Silver Shadowman turned to the dark cave, and said in a deep voice: "Many dead people, no matter who their last name or name, or where they belong, their souls are before they go to the prison river. I’m locked here-Black Path, unable to enter the cycle of death."

"If life is a long rope, then they will live in a dead knot. They will not advance or retreat. They are the saddest existence."

Thyls couldn't help but trembled when he thought of the brightly-colored male ghost and the strange face he sneered at him.

"So, they... didn't die?"

The silver shadow man shook his head and denied: "Death is not terrible. What's really terrible is that you can't move on after you die."

"How to say?"

"Death is a double dissipation with the soul." The man in the silver light lifted his palm gently, and the silver light turned into a human form on his hand, signalling the separation of the soul and the soul for Thales: "And these The souls...they are lost, without a body, there is no carrier for perception and memory."

"But they cursed, leaving behind a soul that should have been powerless."

Silver Shadow’s words became more dignified, and the echoes became louder and louder: "This means that in a long time, these dead souls that should have disappeared but remain inexplicably, can neither create new memories, but continue to forget. Memories from the past, it is difficult to distinguish self from the other, the past and the present."

"For them, the past has become illusory, and the future is meaningless. They do not know where they are from or where they are going."

He bit his words one by one:

"They are no longer the selves they used to be, but have become other things, other monsters."

The Silver Shadowman stopped the commentary and looked straight at Thales, seeming to respond positively to him.

Tyles stared in disbelief, trying to digest the knowledge of these gods and ghosts.

But...

Please.

This, this is unscientific...

"It doesn't seem to be very good," Thales bit his scalp, resisting the questioning of details and making complaints about the silver shadow man:

"So, uh, this curse, these dead souls... just go on forever? It won't be due to running out of battery..."

The Silver Shadowman interrupted him with a light hum.

"This is the worse part," the man said calmly but earnestly: "These dead souls are stuck between before and after death. On the one hand they are connected with the living and on the other with the dead. They are both affected at the same time. It can also affect both parties in turn."

Thyles frowned when he thought of the "haunted" incident just on his way.

"For example, not long ago, countless deaths occurred on the ground-a new round of passing away and despair, a new round of greed and madness, a new round of hatred and perseverance, all deeply affected Hei Path These dead souls inside." The Silver Shadow man put his palms away and said silently.

Thyls paused suspiciously, then raised his eyebrows.

What?

"Countless deaths?"

Unknown, the young man asked, "I don't understand, here...this is the inside of the sky cliff, the underground rock formation of Longxiao City."

Thyls shook his head: "What kind of "uncountable" on the ground..."

But he was stunned for a while, and he caught the words that were about to blur out.

Thyls's eyes drifted past a block full of ruins, flashing across the faces of Greveo and Kirz.

He thought of something, and his eyes widened in shock.

No way?

That means...

"Wait,'Not long ago'? I think I know..."

Tyles had a look of stunned and shocked expression, and subconsciously whispered: "Six years ago, disaster fell on Longxiao City..."

"The shield area is destroyed, there...yes, countless...death."

He finished the sentence abruptly.

Following his words, Thales noticed that the light on the silver shadow man flashed rapidly.

The surrounding area is still dim, because the silver light flickers dimly, the cave suddenly looks a lot weird.

After a long time, the Silver Shadow Talent spoke again.

"Really."

The silver shadow man's light is a little dim, it seems to show his mood:

"This kind of thing has happened before—wars, famines, plagues, disasters, the suffering of the living inject new nutrients into the dead souls, not only to prevent them from dissipating, but to strengthen themselves in the endless darkness. Turned into the most pitiful and hateful deformity, and continued to drift in this cage."

"At the same time, the terrible curse has also been strengthened, and the cycle will continue forever, binding the dead souls closer, unable to extricate themselves, and even relying on each other until now," the man shook his head slightly:

"It is difficult to move forward, cannot be freed, cannot be surpassed."

Thyls leaned heavily on the rock wall behind him and sighed long.

"It affects both life and death, and it can last forever..."

"Sounds really bad."

The Silver Shadowman raised his arms very humanely and leaned against the rock face as skillfully as he did.

This action seemed to him a lot more cordial-no longer the superb, unhuman ghost appearance.

"For thousands of years, facing the curse of the Iron-Blood King, around this error, the three magic towers have worked hard, and countless wizards have succeeded."

Thyls heard the familiar term and quickly pricked his ears.

Silver Shadow Man seemed to be sighing. He gently shook his silver head, and his dark facial features moved slightly: "But every time, they tried to research and reveal the secrets, trying to make up and correct them, but they just took this terrible mistake. , Pushing it into a more serious abyss, brewing more terrible consequences."

His voice sank to the bottom:

"And bring the end of the world."

Thyls was stunned.

Faced with this weird silver shadow man, he decisively shook his head: "The end of the world? I don't understand."

"Is...so serious?"

The Silver Shadowman snorted coldly.

He slowly turned to the young man, his dark eyes seemed to gather unspeakable power, which made Thales' heart sink.

"You are still too young, star."

"You didn't know," the silver shadow man said lightly: "I haven't been told, and I didn't notice it."

"You are not ready to face your mission."

Thyls frowned: "What?"

The silver shadow man's voice was lightly raised, and visible ripples were shaken in the light, like a chuckle.

But the next moment, he immediately sinks into his loose dark features.

On the man's body, the silver light gathered again, and it brightened instantly!

The Silver Shadowman left the rock wall, lowered his arms, and silently looked at a corner of the cave.

"What's the matter?" Thales, who felt that something was wrong, stood still and asked vigilantly.

Silver Shadowman is very simple:

"They are here."

Just one sentence made Thales' nerves tense.

Following the words of the Silver Shadowman, a rush of chill hit Thales's back.

He raised his head nervously, looked around the rock wall around him, and quickly found something wrong.

I saw a burst of black mist visible to the naked eye, seeping from the surrounding rock walls, staining this narrow cave, and every minute of the black mist seeping out, the range of the silver shadow man’s light shining by a minute .

Like a bug that devours light.

Tyles' scalp numbly watched the black mist increase, and he shrank back subconsciously.

He has seen this fog.

Just now.

"This is the cursed entity." The silver shadow man reminded him coldly:

"Don't touch them."

Thyls frowned: "Uh...good idea."

Soon, there were dry and rotten faces, and strangely colored arms stretched out from the rock wall, from the densest place of black fog.

Tyles clenched his teeth: As the light diminished, he couldn't see the dead souls in the distance, but the young man never dared to provoke the crime of the prison river anymore, for fear that another round of disaster would be caused.

"But you just drove them away?" He approached the silver shadow man wisely, even though the latter almost killed him just now.

The silver shadow man clenched his fists, and the light became more exuberant.

"For thousands of years, the terrible curse has brought countless terrible undead gathered here," the silver shadow man's tone, although serious, did not fluctuate much, as commonplace:

"Most of them have withered with history, but there are still a few that have escaped the catastrophe of time, and have retained a lot of reason, which is very special."

"Powerful, terrible, and difficult."

"Yes, you can even fight with me."

The silver shadow man turned his head abruptly and looked to the deepest corner:

"Like this."

Following the "eyes" of the silver shadow man, Thales looked at the corner, and his face suddenly turned pale.

A face appeared on the rock wall.

Yes it.

It's it again.

It opened its withered lips again, trembling rusty teeth, emerging from the rock wall.

It's still the old armor, the complicated braids, and the bulging white eyes. It's still a brightly colored body in the dark.

is the first dead soul to appear.

The most special soul.

Also...

Tels secretly said: It was also the murderer who killed Kirz.

Compared with other people around who only dared to climb on the rock wall and didn't dare to get too close to Yinmang, this particular soul exuded an endless cursed black mist, completely out of the rock wall and floating in the air.

Floating towards the center of the silver light.

Tyles is nervous!

The ghost raised his head, his pale eyes glowing with a faint green light, and looked at them.

Tyles bit his lower lip and grabbed the dagger around his waist.

Although he does not know if it is useful.

However, this time, this particular ghost looked at the silver shadow man.

The ancient imperial language that has become familiar from the unfamiliar, with a deep and gloomy flavor, resounds in Thales’ ears:

Northlanders...

Tyles looked curiously at the Silver Shadowman next to him, and resumed speculation about his identity.

The dead soul's dry facial muscles trembled slightly, and shook his head. This humanized action was like a memory in it.

The silver shadow man shook his head, the silver light on his body focused, and the range that he could shine was reduced a lot, but it was even more dazzling.

It dispelled a few black fog that was approaching here.

"General Linka."

The man in the silver light has a relaxed attitude, but skillfully uses the ancient imperial language: "You were a great warrior, a formidable opponent, and a brutal executioner."

"But at that time, you were at least a person."

"Now, the curse has affected most of your sanity," the silver shadow man snorted coldly: "You are no longer yourself."

"Sad."

Tyles opened his eyes wide, looked at the brightly colored dead soul, and looked at the silver shadow man.

Between them...

The dead soul named General Linka opened his terrifying teeth and let out a low growl.

The dead soul's cold laughter came, and the black mist lingered around his armor, but it did not block the colors and decorations on it.

It is getting darker and darker around.

It's like an inner room whose lights are about to go out.

The silver shadow man snorted and did not speak.

Excessive spirit?

Attenuation?

In the dim sight, Thales glanced at the wretched appearance of the dead soul, and his scalp numb.

He glanced at the silver shadow man again, and prayed silently in his heart-no matter what the latter is, whether it is a **** or a demon, I hope this silver **** is still strong.

The ancient imperial language of the dead soul continues to sound:

The white eyes of the dead soul are permeated with unspeakable light:

As if in response, the other dead souls around opened their mouths one after another, making cold roars one after another.

The sound echoed in the cave, and the strange black mist and dimming light made Thales shudder.

"Your greatest sorrow, Your Excellency," the silver shadow man turned his head, moved his wrist joints made of silver light, and looked like a little gangster about to join the fight: "I just often forget-I have already Die out."

Thyls has a feeling: If it weren't for the silver light on his body to show that this person is extraordinary, the Silver Shadow Man is no different from ordinary people.

Tyles coughed and tried to join the conversation in Old Empire: "You...know each other?"

"Of course."

"Final General of the 14th Army of the Empire," the man's dark mouth slowly widened, like a sneer: "Kane Kamil Linka."

"People are called'Snow Butcher'."

Thyls looked at the dead soul opposite, staring at his terrifying face in disbelief.

Finally... Empire?

So this general, such as Kai, should have died... How many years?

"I remember his name, his title, his deeds,"

Silver Shadowman looked at the dead soul in mid-air from a distance, and said solemnly: "I remember my past better than me."

Dead souls—Kane Kemuel opened his scary dry lips and laughed coldly in the cursed mist.

The silver shadow man looked at the other side coldly, motionless, and said nothing.

At the same time, with endless hatred and resentment, countless souls on the rock wall opened their mouths one after another, and they all let out deafening cold howls:

Tyles tightened, subconsciously covering his ears!

The silver shadow man stood upright in place without fear, and even stepped forward to block Thales' figure.

I saw the black mist around Kane Khumul suddenly increase, covering countless silver lights, and covering the entire cave.

In the next second, with an endless black mist, the dry and rotten face of the imperial general who has passed away for many years, has instantly come to them!

Thyls was surprised!

His eyes darkened suddenly.

The roaring general of the dead soul rushed to the silver shadow man fiercely.

The boy's eyes grew darker and darker, until he could no longer see his surroundings.

In the dim cave, the miserable howls of the dead souls lingered in ears, and Thales couldn't help but panic.

Among them, the repeated whispers of the imperial generals made people shudder:

The next moment, the black mist completely covered the Silver Shadowman.

Don’t miss an inch, leave nothing.

The last ray of light finally disappeared from Thales's vision.

Leave only darkness.

And the general's whisper:

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