Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 160: Select
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On the far side.
In that narrow, simple but warm and bright bar cellar...
I probably can’t escape, but they can survive...
A ragged, bruised boy clenched his fists.
He raised his head and looked to the other side. The brave and slightly surprised red-haired girl with double knives in his legs forced a brave smile:
I should go now.
Go to Red Square Street.
That is...
He thought vaguely.
"Boom...boom!"
In the huge thunder, his mind became clear, and then he saw another scene again.
It is a magnificent semicircular hall, in front of the powerful and dignified ministers who are full of luxurious clothes, solemn expressions and steady demeanor...
Similarly, it was the boy who seemed to be beautifully dressed, but still scarred inside, standing on the stone steps...
Yeah, Duke Kevin Deere...I saved your life...
He bit his lip stubbornly and relievedly, facing another young round-faced man with an unswerving face and whispered:
So, you owe me a thank you.
This is...
Tyles' breathing tightened, and there seemed to be a certain emotion in his heart, brewing.
He only felt a tremor in his consciousness, and the illusions that had been confounded once again appeared, the realm that could be touched as long as he gently raised his hand.
Highest.
Universal.
Perfect.
That alluring call.
But those temptations can no longer shake what he sees.
Tyles only slightly blurred his vision for a second, then shook his head firmly and flung them away.
Wait a minute!
It's still the boy's voice.
This time, he has a gray-headed face and tied hands, but he still sits on a **** coffin with a strong smile, smiling at a charming and charming but extremely dangerous woman.
I heard that there is a magician here? Or the one that can be released?
The boy kicked the coffin board proudly:
Do you want to meet him?
The dangerous woman froze her smile, showing her hideous fangs.
It's her.
Thyls, who was up and down in the storm, smiled.
It's me.
It’s us.
The next moment, the roar of wind and thunder rang again, but they were immediately replaced by another similar but different sound.
It is the sound of killing.
The sound of shouting and killing all over the sky, in blood, death, and struggle one after another, overwhelming the sky.
Sonia’s choice is a predicament anyway...
In the midst of countless people's death, jealous and demented, the boy stood in the enclosure of the crowd, panting for breath, nervousness.
We can only choose for Lord Sutherley.
To eliminate her hesitation and hesitation.
In the surprise of others, the boy stared straight at the terrifying man in front of him who was covered in iron and blood and was full of reckless aura, breathing like a volcano.
He stared at the silver-black big bow behind the opponent, pointed at the northern flag, gritted his teeth:
Get ready, let's break through.
"Boom!"
Feeling the torment of severe physical pain and overflowing thoughts, Thales gritted his teeth tightly in the black storm, but smiled.
It turns out...
So.
Enough!
A decisive and determined roar broke the darkness and silence in memory.
In the rough hall with a burning brazier, the boy’s expression became more stable. At this moment, he was firm, stepping forward, and passing the pale man with a cold face and a blade on his back. , Walked past the awe-inspiring silent old man wearing a crown.
Go to the girl with glasses who is kneeling on the ground, crying in pain at the ring in his palm, and holding her arm without hesitation.
Draw her behind her.
That's it... tonight, she has to stay with me!
A bunch of lunatics!
Looking at these past, Thales' smile grew bigger and bigger.
The flame in my heart is also burning more and more vigorously.
The name of this sword is called Jingshizhifeng...
In a bleak ruin, the boy stood in front of the man holding the black sword, looked at the red dagger, sighed slightly, and smiled when he raised his head:
Let’s go and see that lovely big sister.
Try your luck.
The screen flashed.
In the solemn and solemn temple, the boy looked bitterly and decisively at the girl in front of him.
Little slippery...
If we just leave like this and leave everything behind, that kind of burden will make me feel breathless...
We can't go, we can't escape...
The ripples in the memory reappeared: in the extremely difficult situation, on the crude carriage, the boy swayed and smiled at the middle-aged uncle smoking a pipe.
Believe it or not, Putila...
I figured it out. On that unique battlefield, only I can fight him...
Send me to the Palace of Valor, and return me to Rumba.
"Boom!"
In the black storm, Thales, who was almost unable to hold on, took a deep breath.
He got it.
He understood.
Things that are not confused by others.
So... so!
Enough!
While fighting with weapons and shouting and pushing, it is still the **** hall. In front of a few pairs of ecstasy men in costumes, the boy climbed onto the tabletop and shouted with his small fists:
You Yankees... listen carefully to me!
I have an idea, it is much better than a losing-lose ending... a lot better!
As the pictures flashed before his eyes, Thales' consciousness became clearer and more energetic.
"Crack...long!"
Thunder is loud!
At that moment, in the dark storm, Thales, who was unable to resist, gritted his teeth.
"Huh!"
The violent wind hit him, blowing him up into the sky unknown where.
The storm is still roaring and roaring, and the ink blade is still painful.
But at that moment, Thales was firmly still in the center of the depth of the storm.
No more going back and forth with the wind, suffering ups and downs.
As if this terrible storm could never move him anymore.
But Thales slowly raised his gaze and chuckled lightly and relievedly.
He lowered his gaze, looked at his empty body, and stretched out his left hand in consciousness.
"Boom!" The black electric flash appeared again.
The hit was on his side.
With this fierce electric flash, the black wind lines gathered like life and rushed to Thales's left side.
They decompose into countless particles and gather again.
Form the shape of the arm.
The storm seems to have been ordered, roaring and howling, it is moving more and more violently!
Thyls didn't move, nor did he look at the newly appeared left arm.
"Boom!"
Another terrible thunder that broke through the eardrum!
The storm surged with anger, and the black wind enveloped Thales, rolling back and forth.
Thyls has a clear heart and a clear consciousness.
He knows his anchor point.
Things that are not confused by others.
Others!
"Bang!" The black storm roared, but Thales in Feng's eyes closed his eyes gently.
As an anchor, Thales’s name is only acquired, depending on contextual tags.
The surname of Canxing, the status of prince, is nothing more than a temporary, temporary, something that others give, and others take back, which cannot withstand the destruction of time.
The sin of Hell River, magic power?
These seemingly unique and powerful powers are actually **** not according to Heijian's statement, and even their strengths are uncertain. What's more, these so-called powers that are blindly pursued by sentient beings?
They are just icing on the cake in life. Since they can be obtained and used, they can be overcome and abandoned at any time.
Not to mention foreign objects jc, Jingshizhifeng, and even glasses with a small slippery head.
These are not his.
And his thoughts? His knowledge? His wisdom?
Those are also not his, they are also things instilled.
As for Wu Yinren, the identity of the traveler? What did he think or think in another world? No, for the same reason, even in another world, it is not his.
These are not his anchor points.
Nothing points to his ego.
Thyles' ears sounded like Ruowu.
One day, you will face important choices again.
It is still that simple and solemn temple, the voice of the female chief priest surrounded by the veil is leisurely:
At that time, when you stand at an angle and height that cannot be imagined by any existence, and think with a thinking beyond mere mortals...
You may recall what I said today.
Thyls remembered the look in her eyes.
The chief priest of the Haoyue Temple, Jewel Holm.
Important choice.
Thinking of this, Thales laughed happily, his eyes extremely firm.
Unwavering.
That's it.
This is it.
Through his whole life, everything...
In the end, it truly belongs to Thales Star himself...
Really not be confused by others, can be used as his anchor point, pointing directly to the self...
Only this!
"Boom! Boom!"
The memory that almost overflowed in Thales' mind trembled!
There are countless pictures scattered.
In the vast desert, with only the moonlight remaining in the quiet night, a mature young man stood tiredly at the door of the room, looking at the sleeping bald man on the bed, looking at the key of his throat, gritted his teeth and raised the dagger in his hand. .
A few seconds later, the struggling teenager finally exhaled, relieved and decisively...
Let down the dagger.
At this moment, Thales, who was out of control, suddenly opened his eyes!
Anchor point...
He tensed his face, roared in the deafening storm, shouting out the answer that belonged to him
"Select"
At that moment, it seemed that all the tyrannical voices were quiet!
Only the roar of Thales broke through the sky, resounding in this world!
"...choose!"
Almost at the same time, an uncontrolled storm roared sternly, attacking several black light flashes at the same time!
"Boom!"
As the black wind blew the bones, an intact left hand emerged from Thales's left arm just now, like an entity built up by wind and sand.
Tyles' roar gradually disappeared, and he raised his newly appeared left hand and smiled faintly.
Select.
Yes.
After he arrived in this world, in the short and wonderful years...
The one who really belongs to him...
It belongs to the star of Thales, and only he can make it...
Select.
For 14 years, he has faced every situation, every fork in the road, every predicament...
Be free from any interference, not affected by others, to do it independently, to do its best, and with a clear heart, willing to bear the consequences with full authority...
Every choice!
"Boom!" The electric flashes continued.
Left hand, left shoulder, right hand, body, left leg, right leg...
In the mysterious storm, Thales' body appeared step by step, as if it had just been assembled in the void.
Every time the black wind howls and the black light and lightning strikes, it brings some entities to Thales.
As if he just emerged from the water.
I just became conscious.
Thyls stared calmly at the endless deep space ahead, indifferent.
In life and after death, they are all vain.
He lowered his head, silently looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scratches on the palm of his left hand, and slowly tightened his fist.
All the gains and gains are others.
"Boom!"
Tyles looked coldly at the dark storms around him, watching them pass through him again and again, converging into a part of him.
The consciousness is extremely clear.
There is no ambiguity.
The only choice is freedom.
Unfettered, all to yourself!
This is what he is, from beginning to end, pointing to the self, which cannot be confused by others!
Thyls' choice!
"Boom!"
In the last thunder and explosion, when Thales finally appeared intact and steady in the center of the storm...
"Call"
The last gust of wind blows away, and gets weaker.
It turns into a pleasant and comfortable breeze.
The storm disappeared.
Thunder is gone without a trace.
All the noise and violence came to an abrupt end at the same time.
In mid-air, Thales slowly raised his head, stretched out his hands, and felt his change.
So...
This is "out of control"?
The boy laughed.
At this moment, he was very awake.
What I can see in my eyes is only a clear sky.
Bright, clean, and clear.
It turned out.
The next moment, Thales gently closed his eyes.
So.
And when he opened his eyes again...
"Stay steady!"
"Keep the hostages!"
In the dim dungeon, the brazier used a dagger to press against Marina's throat in a gloomy manner, and shouted ferociously at the person in front of him:
"Retreat, punish the knight!"
"The hostage is in my hand! No matter what tricks you and the disappearing boy are going to play..."
On the other side, the mask guard is still under the control of the four shadow assassins, and the fast rope and Tampa are also threatened by the assassins, shivering.
He understands.
In the chaotic situation, Thaker, standing on the other side, raised the saber in his left hand unconcealedly and scanned the assassins in front of him:
"The prince is no longer here, do you think I care?"
In the chaotic situation, the breath of the assassin, the cry of the hostages, the struggle of the chains, the friction of the weapon in the hand, and the quarrel between the two sides are mixed together!
The drill gritted his teeth and said angrily:
"Try it then"
But at this moment, Yaozi's words suddenly stopped.
It's not just him.
Everyone was stunned.
"Step, step, step..." There was a soft footstep.
People's eyes focus on one spot.
Everything was projected onto the boy who appeared suddenly.
The dungeon returned to dead silence for a while, and Xuan was broken into silence again.
"You...prince...how did you...you just disappeared...you now..."
Yanzi looked at Thales in shock, hesitating and choking incomplete.
His eyes kept wandering between Thales and the silver-edged sword stuck in the ground.
The expression was as if Thales had just emerged from the ground.
So...
I just disappeared? The prince thought lightly.
Scared them enough?
"How did you do it, kid?" Sackel behind him was equally unbelievable, dumbfounded.
Is it... the magic of the Alchemy Tower?
In the distance, Marina was still struggling, and the fast rope blinked curiously, as if she hadn't paid attention to Tampa in a languid spirit.
Yordel, who was firmly bound, remained motionless, and the emotion behind the mask never leaked.
Thyls nodded slightly at him and smiled.
He suddenly remembered the conversation between the two.
No.
You will be better than him.
I know, you have something he doesn't have.
Thyls sighed and stretched out his right hand, drew a long sword from Ricky from the ground, and threw a sword flower away.
Silver blade streamer, sword sharp.
But the prince's eyes are no longer on the sword.
He thought it was amazing.
He now feels a lot.
Dust, dirt, waste wood, passages in the dungeon...
The location, breathing, secrets of both the enemy and the enemy...
But Thales at this moment is completely different from that when Longxiao City was fighting Giza, so tired, so nervous, and so unstable.
It is absolutely indifferent and calm.
It seems that all impulse and recklessness have faded.
Only rational.
More than that.
Thyls looked at everyone in front of him lightly.
He is different.
He felt it.
Now, what he can do.
There are many.
But the most important thing is...
He is sober now.
"Let go of them, drill."
Are you there? With shocked eyes in the audience, Thales looked at the drill holding the dagger indifferently:
"I only say it once."
The brazier took a dazed breath before accepting the fact that the prince appeared again.
Not now.
Now, he must resolve the current situation.
He still has the advantage, doesn't he? With the presence of this indecisive prince, everything will only go smoother...
Thinking of this, Yaozi sneered.
"Look up, Your Highness," The dagger pressed the dagger to Marina's throat again, threatening:
"I only do it once..."
Thyls also chuckled lightly, feeling the state he had rarely seen.
"Then continue."
The brazier frowned.
What's the matter?
This kid...
No.
He must be made aware of the situation...
"You have become confident, Your Highness,"
The drill looked at Thales’ smile, gritted his teeth, and pushed his hand: "But sometimes it’s not good..."
The next second, the drill who was about to start was suddenly taken aback!
What?
He realized something was wrong.
The leader of the shadow assassins jerked their heads down.
The moment he saw his eyes clearly, his pupils suddenly expanded!
"Are you looking for this?"
Thyls smiled casually, and gently raised a familiar dagger with his left hand:
"It looks like your hand slipped, brazier."
Now!
Tyles let go and let the dagger fall to the ground, showing a warm smile.
He likes this state very much.
This feeling of controlling everything.
At that moment, Thacker frowned, and his expression froze.
The assassin leader stared blankly at his empty hand, then at the dagger at Thales's feet.
That is...
That dagger...
How?
He took a step back subconsciously!
The fire light flickered, and there were a lot of inhalation noises in the air. The assassins of the Shield of Deception looked at the dagger on the ground with a faint doubt.
Even Thacker frowned.
The brazier's breathing became rapid, and his left hand trembled imperceptibly.
The assassin leader suddenly raised his head and gritted his teeth:
"What is that? What trick? Ability, magic?"
He stared at the prince.
In the dimly lit dungeon, the prince's face was illuminated by fire, highlighting his indifferent expression.
"I said," Thales blinked, shook his head, and said sincerely:
"You slipped your hand."
Yangzi turned his head back and decisively ordered the other man:
"Do it! Kill the one called Huaiya..."
Now!
Frozen in the air again when I heard the drill.
He looked at Thales in a daze.
Seeing that the prince smiled as usual, he relaxed his left hand.
Now!
At least three daggers slid from his hands and made a sound.
Behind the fast rope, the assassin looked at his unarmed hands in disbelief.
"I think they all slipped." Thales smiled and raised his left hand, dropping the last dagger to the ground.
Yanzi's eyes rounded.
No.
No...
This is impossible...
At that moment, whether it was the fast rope, the captors behind Tampa, or the assassins around them, suddenly became unarmed!
The feeling of losing a weapon is always bad.
For a short second, in confusion and panic, the assassins were in an uproar, and they were about to regress subconsciously!
Sac'el, who was observing the situation, raised his eyebrows in surprise, instinctively lit his saber, facing the weak enemy: "What is this..."
"Stay steady!"
The drill gritted his teeth and roared in the situation suddenly out of control, and he pushed Marina back!
The leader of the assassin decisively raised the alchemy ball in his left hand, trying to push back the aggressive penalty knight: "Damn, if you dare to step forward, I will take it"
But the next moment, Thales' laughter overwhelmed him.
"You mean this gadget?"
The noise came to an abrupt end!
One second, two seconds.
An inhale sounded.
In the absolute silence, the prince stepped with a sword and walked forward easily.
He raised his left hand indifferently under everyone's eyes.
No.
The drill stared at the prince's left hand blankly, and retracted his arm stupidly.
No.
Sure enough.
In his own palm...
Nothing.
"I don't like it. A stinky lady used it to kidnap me..."
Tyles pursed the corner of his mouth, carefully observed the ball in his hand, looked at the strange inscription engraved on its metal shell, and suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.
Yanzi stared at him blankly.
Looking at the prince holding an alchemy ball.
Looking at the penalty knight squinting and raising the knife.
Looking at the daggers lying quietly on the ground.
No.
He suddenly felt that his arms were shaking.
"But, look at the feeling of holding it in your hand..."
The Star Prince raised his head and grinned.
He looked at the earth-colored assassins, grinning after a long absence:
"Still pretty good?"
No.
At that moment, looking at Thales' smile, the brazier was in a trance.
I just feel cold all over.
In the strange and unknown space~IndoMTL.com~ a person who is covered in dense fog and his face moves slightly.
He looked away.
"That kid... did it with that method?"
He said to himself.
Well, it seems...
Anchor point.
This only exists in theory, there is no dangerous way that predecessors have succeeded...
There is still a trace...
It's feasible.
He smiled relievedly, shook his head, then turned around, and disappeared into this blurry world.
Only two vigilant and sharp gazes were left, patrolling from a distance.
Sweeping this space in vain.