Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 132: Sinner

Marina's blade is cold, especially when it is against her throat.

From the **** battle where he was forced to be caught between the meteorite and the dead crow, and the last three sides had all his cards, Thales could feel his improvement: he reacted better in actual combat, and acted better. Faster, the power of ending flows more freely.

But...

Tyles unwillingly looked at Ricky's indifferent expression and his easy-going attitude, and his neck had to follow the opponent's sword.

Damn it.

From the sudden violence of the prince to Ricky's successful counter-attack, the fight between the two sides was no more than one face-to-face, and the shock of the rabbit's rise and fall lasted less than two seconds.

The fast rope and Dean, who played cover for Thales, were firmly suppressed by multiple opponents on the ground, unable to move, and looking painful. Many mercenaries still maintained a ready-to-fight posture, surprised to see the moment reversed. situation.

"Obviously, someone has to teach our prince when not to do anything." Clay snorted disdainfully, and retracted the lightning-fast dark light into the sheath.

"I told you," ex-Baron Russell, who calmed down in a panic, looked dissatisfied with the surrounding Swords of Disaster: "This prince is very tricky..."

Yanzi frowned and looked at Thales, who failed to fight back: "The restless little guy, isn't it?"

"Asshole..." With gritted teeth, Marina, who was flushed with a single sword in her hand, walked forward, ready to take down the bold prince, and teach him a lesson by the way.

But right now.

Slap!

I saw the prince roll over regardless of recklessness, relax his right arm, and firmly hold the enemy's swordsman.

Ricky's face moved, and he looked at Thales in surprise.

Even Marina's footsteps stopped.

"Hey, Swords of Disaster."

Tyles' arm muscles tightened, and he pushed the blade away from his throat desperately, his voice trembled slightly in the struggle: "It's not... it's over..."

At that moment, the prince felt that the opponent's wrist was like a thousand-year-old tree with roots, and like a huge boulder in the ground.

Don’t move, don’t shake.

"I heard that you are very interested in Black Sword, are you?" Thales tried his best not to think about the cold blade on his neck, and forced a smile: "It's unfortunate, I'm also very interested in him... …"

Ricky frowned as he looked at the opponent's final battle between the trapped beasts, seemingly dissatisfied.

"Smart people should know when to give up..."

Following Ricky's words, a strange force continuously came from the opponent's wrist!

Thyls changed color suddenly!

At that moment, Ricky's final power flowed into his body through Thales' palm.

Thyls felt like he had been thrown into a big pot, covered the lid and set the flame.

Boiling hot.

Tingling.

Heavy.

In a trance, his blood made an uneasy muffled sound, and a little irritation came from his skin, and the bones under his body couldn't move, as if he was tightly bound to death and under heavy pressure.

In the sense of hell, the power of ending in Ricky's body is like countless deep whirlpools, swallowing everything in the endless rolling undercurrent.

Once you are caught in it, you can't escape, and you can't leave.

What the **** is-Thales thought painfully-what?

At this time, Ricky’s cold voice slowly spread into Thales’ ears:

"...like you."

Ricky watched with satisfaction as Thales’s face turned from red to white, his breathing was stagnant, and he watched the other person's eyes lose consciousness under his terrible power, shivering slightly, and his palms loose.

Every time.

Ricky curled his lips and thought boringly and indifferently.

This is the case every time.

When their final power floods into the opponent's body...

He shook his head disdainfully, but just as Ricky was about to push away the helpless Thales, the prey under the blade suddenly trembled.

Boom!

Under everyone's eyes, the prince who was already at the end of the crossbow suddenly took a sharp breath, stretched out his left hand, and firmly buttoned Ricky's collar!

Ricky's pupils shrank instantly.

Tyles clenched his teeth, exerted force in his hands, and narrowed the distance between them.

Ricky looked at Thales in a daze, with a little question: "You, can you still move?"

"As a leader, you are really special, Ricky," Thales' breathing became more and more urgent, sweat leaked from his forehead, but his face was ruddy and his words were smooth: "They are all cold and violent, and You..."

Ricky shivered suddenly: "What?"

"Yours is scorching, depressed, heavy, covering the sky, like an inescapable vortex of terror," Thales smiled profusely, feeling the power of end in his body surge, as if Have consciously expelled and cleaned up the alien forces that invaded the body:

"But the ominous momentum is the same."

"Swords of Disaster."

The power of ending began to flood Thales' brain, boiling and excited.

Listening to Thales, Ricky's eyes widened in amazement:

"You...how did you..."

Thyls squeezed the opponent's wrist and collar firmly, resisting the influence of the power of ending on him, and suppressed the impulse and desire to fight back immediately.

Damn it.

Not enough, not enough.

He still... didn't believe it!

Need...more!

While thinking, Thales snorted profusely.

He observed the characteristics of Ricky's power of ending, as he imitated the twist of fate not long ago, urging the power in his body to change.

Scorching hot.

Thyls thought so, the river of sin in his body consciously rushed, emitting a terrible heat in his consciousness.

Depressed.

The power of termination roars, covering blood vessels, muscles, bones, and almost all human tissues, like dark clouds covering the sun, leaving no gaps.

Heavy.

An inexplicable pressure fell on Thales' body, and it became more and more obvious with the change of strength, if it had any substance.

Cover the sky and the sun.

Soon, the crime of the prison river swirled around a center, as if to tear apart, and as if to swallow everything--at that moment, Thales had an illusion: no matter what kind of attack, as long as He is still immersed in this vortex composed of the power of ending, which can be easily received.

Tyles exhaled in pain: He vaguely heard that his body was like an overwhelmed machine, protesting again and again amid the chilling sound of friction.

No one knows. In less than a second before and after, he experienced the terrifying ups and downs from the peak to the deep valley, and from the ground to the cloud.

Compared with the fate of "familiar with ease", this time, the transformation of the crime of Hell River has given him a heavier burden and cost than expected.

But...

Thyls tried his best to cheer up and looked at the enemy in front of him.

The young man took a deep breath, holding the fingers of the opponent's wrist slightly hard, smiling as if relieved:

"Like this?"

Soon, the sin of the new Hell River, which was transformed in a trance, poured back into Ricky's body.

Ricky looked confused at first, but as the strangely familiar force gradually spread, the man's breathing became more and more urgent.

"This is..."

Scorching hot.

Depressed.

Heavy.

Cover the sky and the sun.

It's like...

It's like...

Looking at Thales’s smile and feeling the sensations in the other party, there are no words to describe Ricky’s face now.

"No..."

He widened his eyes and shook his head subconsciously, as if he could not believe the facts before him:

"Impossible..."

Thyls coughed in pain, and the immature power of termination dissipated.

His hand left Ricky's collar and dropped weakly.

The people who were watching didn't know the truth, and they were surprised and suspicious as they listened to the conversation between the two.

The anxious Sonny wanted to come forward, but Ricky waved back.

"What's wrong, Ricky?" Cray asked tentatively.

But the leader of the Sword of Disaster just shook his head slightly and did not answer, Yu Zi was immersed in incredible surprise.

"I know."

Thyls seemed to be dying, his expression was blurred, he clenched his teeth and said: "I know why you want a black sword."

Ricky's shock slowly disappeared, but his brows frowned.

He started to face the facts before him.

"Who the **** are you?" "Crasso" of Sword of Disaster asked in a deep voice.

But Thales just took a strong breath and shook his head.

"Trust me, Ricky, you don't want the black sword," the prince was tired:

"You want me."

"The people you really need."

The young man looked at each other steadily:

"Me."

The lights in the tavern are much dimmer than before, making Ricky's face extremely solemn.

On the other side, the brazier of the Shield of Deception coughed to remind the people of the Sword of Disaster.

"What are they doing?" Russell urged impatiently: "Chatting?"

The masked man looked at Ricky worriedly, watching his motionless figure suppressing the prince: "Ricky, we should act..."

He waved to Sonny and Marina, the latter two were cautious, or gritted their teeth and stepped forward.

But Ricky suddenly raised his head!

"Stay back!"

The leader of the Sword of Disaster has never been so serious.

He coldly looked around at the subordinates who were about to come up to capture the prince, and said coldly: "You all."

The mercenaries were all startled.

But before they could react, Ricky pulled away the blade of his right hand, pulled Thales’ collar with a strong left hand, lifted him from the ground, and slammed him onto the table beside him. ! boom!

In the loud noise, Thales lay on his back on the table and groaned in pain.

But before he could react, Ricky turned the blade upside down, broke the air, and stabbed his head out of thin air!

Shoo!

Thyls's brain is empty.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the tip of the sword swept across Thales's scalp and pierced deeply into the table.

Only an inch from Thales’ forehead.

The prince's peripheral light glanced at the cold light of Jian Feng, and looked at Ricky's eyes in shock in the thumping heartbeat.

"Hey, be careful!"

Yanzi's eyes widened, and he reached out and said, "We don't want to get a corpse..."

But Ricky ignored him, and the masked man coldly stood in front of Yaozi, not allowing him to move forward.

The leader of the Sword of Disaster slowly bent down and approached the terrified Thales.

"Tell me."

He still held the hilt in his hand, twisted the blade, and made a frightening rubbing sound in the pierced wood: "Your Royal Highness, the arrogant Prince."

Ricky said every word: "Have you... have you tasted death?"

His eyes are like ice, even the light reflected in his pupils is full of chills.

At that moment, the masked man and Krezi opened their eyes wide and looked at each other.

It seems to know something.

Thyls stared at the other side's eyes, digesting the other side's words.

The taste of death.

The other party understands.

Thyls breathed a sigh of relief.

His goal was achieved.

But apparently, others did not understand.

"Dear Krasu, with all due respect, maybe he offended you, but the prince in your hands is extremely valuable..." The drill seemed to be worried about the meaning in Ricky's tone, and saw him He raised his hands anxiously: "If you are dissatisfied with him..."

Ricky suddenly turned his head, his eyes widened, and he drank fiercely:

"Shut up!"

The brazier is dumb, and the remaining words are blocked in his mouth.

The next second, Ricky turned his head and continued to stare at Thales on the table, and said sharply: "Answer me, Prince."

He was short of breath: "Have you seen death?"

Ricky at this moment is like a fierce beast with sharp claws and an angry beard, no longer the calmness and indifference when he first saw it.

Death.

Thyls frowned, his thoughts drifting away.

Chewing past scenes, the prince squeezed his fists while recovering the consumption of his talent.

And Ricky is still holding him, not relaxing.

The whispers in the tavern slowly disappeared. Although the mercenaries were puzzled, they still clung to their positions, waiting for the leader's decision.

A few seconds passed.

"Of course," I saw the prince gritting his teeth, his breath disordered: "I have seen it."

"More than you think."

Ricky's brows slowly loosened.

"But you are alive." He said slowly, his anger and shock slowly disappearing.

This is not a question.

"Yes."

Thyls repeats his words, smiling barely.

"I can't remember it, but..." Thales took a deep breath, and the Jianfeng stopped on his forehead without looking at it: "Yes, I'm back, every time. "

He raised his right hand tremblingly and nodded his chest:

"With it."

Ricky's brows stretched out completely, no longer twisting the blade of the table.

"How did you know?"

His tone is cautious:

"About us, about..."

Ricky's eyes moved with Thales' fingers, and he said the next word solemnly: "It?"

Thyls exhaled hard.

"Don't forget, I am the star," the prince smiled weakly: "We know everything."

Ricky's expression solidified, and his eyes narrowed.

"Candy Star..."

"Horace Canstar?"

Ricky took a deep breath, and his tone fell along with his head: "Is that him?"

"What did he know... from the Tower of End?"

Thyls was taken aback for a moment.

What?

"Whether it is him..." Thales swallowed his throat, determined to get through the immediate crisis first: "But you want me."

He stared straight at the slightly confused Ricky: "You want me, more than everything else."

"Because I represent the miracles and opportunities you have dreamed of," Thales whispered back to what they once said:

"It is the end of the old age and the beginning of the new century."

As Thales said, Ricky's expression slowly faded away from confusion.

He raised his head.

"Yes," Ricky looked at the prince in front of him, sighed, and said in relief:

"I want you."

His words are quite meaningful.

The next second, Ricky used his right hand to pull the blade from the table and turned to the other person.

Leaving Thales alone, lying on his back on the table, panting in panic.

"Take him--be polite." Ricky shook his sword and threw the sword back to Marina, who was unwilling to stare at Thales intently.

Sonny nodded and walked forward.

"Ready," At that moment, it seemed as if Ricky had become the leader who had become calm and indifferent before: "We will start the next step."

Clay and the masked man looked at each other, glanced at Thales uncomfortably, and nodded together.

The mercenaries started to take action.

"Since I have subdued this naughty prince," Yaozi coughed, indicating his existence: "Then let us take him away, at least to a safe place..."

But Ricky suddenly raised his head and said, interrupting him.

"The prince must remain in our hands as a collateral."

He was stunned by his firm words.

"Until we complete the goal and withdraw from the camp," Ricky said lightly: "I can give it to you."

As soon as this word came out, whether it was Drill or Russell, his eyes widened.

Tyles exhaled and felt a little restful.

Finally...

The fast rope and Dean, who were subdued on the ground, became more confused, just like the mercenaries, unknown.

"Wait!"

Yanzi looked at Ricky from a distance, with an unbelievable tone: "I gave you such a big guarantee, but you still stick to the original state?"

He pointed to Thales who was roughly dragged off the table by Sonny.

But Ricky just snorted.

"You didn't give me anything, brazier, the shield of deception was originally the enemy of the stars," the leader of the disaster sword said coldly: "even if the letter is exposed, it will only let you in the secret branch. It’s just a few ahead of the list of enemies."

The face of the brazier was cold.

The blood vessels in his hand are looming.

"So, the letter I gave you is like a slap in the face?"

Yangzi's tone followed his expression and slowly tightened: "This is not the way to do business."

He put his hands in his robe and paced forward slowly.

The masked man consciously stood in front of him.

The mercenaries sensed that if there is a sense of tension, without reminding them, they consciously entered the pre-war preparations, standing in their formations, guarding the enemy hidden outside the eaves.

"We—the mercenaries have our own way of doing business."

Ricky said indifferently: "Accept it or screw it up, it's your choice."

Baozi's eyes became extremely cold.

"Fuck it?" The guests of the Shield of Deception gritted their teeth, all words chilling.

"Everyone," Russell said as he watched the situation come to a stalemate again, and hurriedly said, "This camp is full of celestial armies. If we drag each other back, no one can get out of here safely, no matter what. Goal."

Ricky smiled.

"We promised to do it with your agreement, and the prince is here."

"I think you shouldn't mind if we hold the goods temporarily," Ricky Yang said, but intentionally or unconsciously glanced at the corners at the top of the pub: "Until you pay the balance?"

The drill stiffens.

He knew that where Ricky had just looked at, all the Assassins of the Shield of Deception had been hiding outside the house for a long time, ready to attack.

But...

The drill clenched his fists unwillingly.

"You don't think I am blind, do you?"

The brazier gritted his teeth and said: "Just now, you and the prince have been whispering over there for so long..."

Thyls was being roughly **** by Sonny, and he was startled when he noticed that he carried his suitcase on his body.

Yangzi glared at Ricky, who was so leisurely in front of him: "You won't be really moved by this prince. Have you reached a deal with him?"

"For example... certain transactions between you and the Star Kingdom, such as the prison of bones?"

Ricky stopped his movements.

Russell didn't speak anymore, his eyes were filled with deep distrust when he looked at the others.

The masked man frowned.

"Then it's hard to see," Yaozi said coldly, "Do you think that the Shield of Deception will come all the way to make it so easy for you to take our target?"

Ricky took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at the masked man.

He smiled.

"Hahahaha..."

The masked man also smiled.

It seems to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

"I can understand. You gave that letter, so I was very unwilling. It felt like being eaten for nothing..." Ricky smiled happily and waved his hand: "You are still worried Will we judge the time and situation, and turn to the stars?"

"Make you fall short?"

Yaozi's face is getting ugly.

Ricky stepped forward, past the masked man, and came to the brazier.

"But what I want to say is, Yaozi, just like you, we were destined to be enemies with the stars a long time ago."

The drill was slightly taken aback.

Ricky stared at him and said lightly: "As the letter to you, as a return to your'sincerity'..."

He gestured his finger behind him with a calm expression:

"Semir?"

Amidst the doubts of Yaozi, Russell, and Thales and others, the masked man snorted and walked forward.

He stretched out his hand and pulled down his mask without hesitation.

The lights flickered and the face of the masked man was dazzlingly reflected.

That is a face that has gone through vicissitudes of life. The more this man is in his forties and fifty years, his cheekbones are high, and his temples are faintly white.

The drill looked at him, his face puzzled, as if he didn't know why.

"You are..."

The masked man shook his head disdainfully.

But Russell's complexion next to Yaozi changed!

"That's..." The ex-baron of Exter stared at him, shaking slightly.

Including the fast rope, many mercenaries looked at each other suspiciously, very puzzled.

Thyls craned his neck as much as possible, but only the face of the masked man could be seen.

Damn...

What is that guy...

But Thales was also stunned.

Profile.

Yes, he can only see the profile of the masked man.

But this is enough.

I saw the other side's face, from the chin to the cheekbones, leaving a clear and hideous brand.

The skin and flesh are turned out, and the blood is crisscross.

It's like...

Thyls stared blankly at the mark on his face.

Just like six years ago, the two imprints on the wrist of Raphael Lindbergh from Secret Branch said that the Arund family’s...

But the prince was shocked immediately!

He recognized it.

The mark on the face of a masked person is regular and shaped...

That is...

Thyls couldn't believe his eyes.

But the masked man spoke quickly, ending Thales' question.

"This is the ancient empire letter ‘S’, which stands for the Canopy Star Royal Family. It was branded a long time ago." He gently touched the ugly and terrifying aging brand on his face and said coldly.

The drill trembles suddenly!

The masked man said in a cold voice: "The person who is branded with this brand is a sinner who has been punished by the Supreme King of the Stars, and bears the shame and sin of eternal unforgiveness and lifelong unforgiveness."

Baozi took a step back, his expression surprised.

Ricky folded his arms and sneered slightly, Clay looked like he had known for a long time, not surprised.

Marina looked at the masked man's confession with complex expression.

Thyls looked at the man named Semir blankly.

I remembered something, and asked uncertainly: "You said, your name is Samuel? You are..."

Semir, who is no longer masked, snorted.

"As you said, everyone has a past."

Selmi turned around and faced the entire pub.

"After the great war eighteen years ago, besides you assassins who deserved to die...In Everstar City, there were also a group of people who were sentenced to prison by the newly crowned King Kessel."

Semir paced slowly, his tone cold.

"They are all warriors with stunts, rich experience, strong strength, and noble birth, who have made a glorious oath to defend the most noble blood in the kingdom."

Semir turned his head abruptly and looked at Thales, making him startled.

Under the light of the light, the imprint on the opponent's face became more obvious and terrifying.

Semuel spoke slowly: "But they, because of the universally known failure and shame, suffered injustice in the anger of the new king, and were charged with serious crimes. From then on, they could only waste their lives in misery. Underground."

"Eternal life cannot be free, eternal life will never see the sun."

Selmi raised her head, his tone was half pride and half pain~IndoMTL.com~ I am Colin Semir, from Star City, the youngest son of Viscount Luca Semir. "

He is painful and authentic.

"I used to be the second banner officer of the Star Royal Guard, the guard of His Majesty King Eddie II, and the glorious ‘Emperor’s Guard’."

The expression he stared at Thales was extremely complicated: "It's even a member of the royal guard guarding the Fuxing Palace in the **** years."

Thyls looked back at him blankly, confused.

The Royal Guard?

That's not...

I saw Semir clenching his teeth, clenching his fists, and angrily said in an almost suffocating atmosphere: "Also after the unfair trial, forty-six people were sentenced to life imprisonment for refusing to plead guilty. Among the royal guards in prison, the only lucky one escaped on the way."

"There is nowhere in the entire star kingdom--sinner."

The brazier stopped talking, he just looked at Semir with a deep gaze.

The tavern is silent.

Until Ricky speaks again: "Compared with your gimmick is bigger than the actual letter, this is our guarantee, brazier."

"It is impossible for us to cooperate with Star Kingdom."

"So the prince will stay in our hands, and even act with us," Ricky said coldly: "His safety and whether he can be successfully handed over to you... It is entirely up to us to accept Whether the action went smoothly."

"And I am here, thank you in advance for your generous help?"

Ricky is full of hints and authenticity.

Bao Zi and Russell frowned.

Ricky snorted, turned his head, and ignored them.

"Now."

The leader of the Sword of Disaster scanned a circle of serious mercenaries, and his eyes flicked across Thales, who was in a complicated mood:

"Let's go."

"Target-Bone Prison."