Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 194: Appear in the fire
Ricky's voice was hoarse, and it sounded as if the vocal cords had been cut off and had just been connected back.
Ricky’s head reappeared on his neck—Tyles’ scalp numbly watched it all—the terrible fault between the head and the neck is vivid, and there is no blood above the fault. His pale face, below the fault is the bright red neck skin.
It's like... the head of the corpse sewn back.
It's just that the stitches are not visible.
"Are you..."
Sackel couldn't believe his eyes.
He stared at Ricky, who was wrestling with him, and refused to give up his efforts to cut the opponent apart with an axe:
"What the **** are you?"
But Ricky didn't answer him directly. Krasu of the Sword of Disaster just giggled with a pale grin like a dead corpse and a terrible fracture in his neck.
This even made many of his mercenaries nervous, and Josh even closed his eyes and turned his head.
"I have to admit, among the two of us," Ricky's words were weak, but his laughter was even more strange:
"You are still stronger."
The next second, the deceased Su Sheng, Ricky, who was so strange that he had already shocked everyone, lifted his arms into the air, and then squeezed him down!
Boom!
There is a loud noise.
"Sir!"
Amidst Tardin's hoarse roar, Thaker fell to the ground like a lifeless sandbag, convulsing in pain, and vomiting blood.
Ricky sneered and shook his head, pulled out the axe blade embedded in his chest, and threw it on the ground.
"Danglang..."
Thyls was stunned.
That person...
What is it...
He shuddered with the horrible scene of Giza putting his head back into his body in his mind.
Is he really... not a magician?
In the sound of the axe blade landing, Thaker tremblingly tried to get up.
But I don't know if it was seriously injured or he has no physical strength. His arm just stayed on the ground for a few seconds before bending again.
He fell to the ground again,
Thyls breathed in a trance.
He had never seen Thackerel when he was so powerless.
But what makes him chill is...
Tyles raised his head horribly, and saw Ricky twisting his neck indifferently-the terrible fault on it gradually disappeared in the rustling sound, filled with new skin, and the skin color on the upper and lower sides gradually became the same. .
There was a crackling noise in his chest, sounding like a bone cut by an axe, resetting himself.
He is recovering.
"Fortunately, I will always be better than my opponent..." Ricky stretched out his hand, and silently adjusted his collar and armor in the fearful eyes of his subordinates and enemies.
"One more life."
One more life?
Tyles stared at Ricky in front of him blankly.
"Sunset!"
Barney, who had always been tough, watched this scene and lost his composure.
"I know, it's not fair, right?"
At the rate of recovery visible to the naked eye, Ricky smiled and shrugged, pulling out an axe blade fragment from his chest cavity:
"Welcome to the real world."
Ricky took a deep breath, as if learning to breath again.
He walked to the dying Thaker on the ground.
"No!"
Taldin and Brie rushed up with an angry roar.
Only Cannon, whose eyes were red, stayed firmly beside the incredible Thales.
Ricky chuckled and picked up his long sword, and beside him, the swords of disaster also surrounded him.
But Thaker, who was lying on the ground, suddenly yelled:
"Stop!"
As if they should be born to obey this voice, Taldin and Brie stopped instinctively despite their emotional agitation.
I saw Thacker coughing up blood in pain, and said to them:
"Do...your duties."
Taldin and Brie were both stagnant. They looked at the seriously injured officer in contradiction, and then at Thales, who was distraught behind them.
Ricky, who stood beside him, gave them a look with interest.
"Ricky!"
Semir walked up, as if indifferently glanced at the others, and said:
"They are all excellent fighters, they will be very useful."
"And we...are short of people."
Ricky's eyes flashed and looked at Semir.
Semir does not evade, but his face is as usual.
"Huh."
Finally, Ricky snorted and nodded:
"Of course."
"Then catch it."
Tyles breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of the dagger that he grabbed into his palm again.
One more life.
Thyls repeats subconsciously, and it is still hard to believe the scene just now.
They can't fight anymore.
The weird thing about Ricky...it is...
At this moment.
"What the **** are you?"
Ricky lowered his head.
I saw Thaker gasping in pain, apparently using his last strength.
The penalty knight looked at him in a daze:
"I have seen the legendary second-generation blood family, even after the heart is damaged and even the cervical spine is broken, it is still healed."
"I have also seen horrible orcs like steel, fighting for dozens of hours under unimaginable injuries."
"I have also seen extremely rare power fighters and end powers that can heal terrible fatal injuries in a very short time."
Ricky raised his eyebrows.
This guy has a lot of knowledge.
Sachel was trembling, breathing heavily.
"But you...you don't belong to any of the above."
Ricky hummed softly, wondering if it was the default.
Sackel coughed, his eyes were misty:
"And... the brain and head were destroyed?"
His eyes are slightly clearer for a while, revealing resolutely:
"No."
"In this case..."
"No matter how powerful the longevity species is, it can't stand it."
"No matter how powerful the orcs are, they cannot survive."
"No matter how terrible the power and the power of ending...have its limits."
Sackel raised his head lying on the ground, and shot Ricky with his bloodshot eyes, as if he was vowing to get an explanation.
Thyls and others were also vigilant and solemn, and looked at Ricky without fail.
Ricky smiled.
There was a strange emotion on his face.
It seems to be remembering.
"There were all kinds of magic in this life," the man who came back from the dead shook his head dreamily:
"And you, you are just too ignorant."
Sackel coughed again.
"Ignorance?"
For some reason, the penalty knight laughed slightly:
"There is only one way to prove."
The next second, Sackel suddenly reached out and picked up a torch dropped by a mercenary from the ground!
Ricky's expression changed.
I saw Thaker turned over, and the torch flew straight to the leader of the Sword of Disaster!
"You--" Ricky gritted his teeth and waved the torch away, but was still hit by countless sparks.
A few mercenaries over there have already swooped forward, firmly suppressing Thacker at the end of the force.
Thyls looked at Saker’s actions in surprise:
What is he doing?
But unexpectedly, in an instant, countless flames appeared on Ricky's upper body!
It's as if he is the torch that burns at one point.
"Ah!"
Ricky roared, struggling to pat the flames off his body.
"What is this!"
Sackel laughed softly under the suppression of several people.
"This is—um—the tarpaulin removed from the torch," the penalty knight received a heavy kick from a mercenary, but he insisted on finishing his words:
"I stuffed some in your clothes, just one point."
After a few seconds, Ricky was able to pat the flames off his body and put his hands down.
The smoke dissipated from him.
But at that moment, Thales, who saw Ricky's appearance, exclaimed and stepped back!
He wasn't the only one who reacted like this, the prisoners of the Royal Guard, and even many Swords of Disaster were shocked.
Ricky is different.
Although it was only a few seconds, the place where his body was burned by the flame was peeling, like paint peeling off the wall.
Especially his left cheek.
Thyls looked at the person in front of him in horror.
Ricky's left cheek is gone.
Instead, there are layers of deep black folds that overlap everything, like muscles and veins, shaking from time to time as Ricky gritted his teeth.
His left eye is also "peeling", leaving only the same dark muscle texture and a scary eye with a weird yellow light.
Not only his left face, but his left shoulder, left abdomen, right hand... these places visited by sparks or flames all show dark-colored, layered muscle groups that wriggle consciously.
The rest of him is still intact, just like a normal human being.
But human skin and jet black muscles, human and non-human, are mixed in everything, making it even more bizarre.
Thyls was stunned.
What is this?
What the **** is this?
Ricky in front of him is like a human being pulled out of his skin. Inside, there is a dark black monster with an eversion and even creeping, terrifying and terrifying face.
"My God..."
Quick Rope was dumbfounded:
"Am I living in a horror story..."
Taldin subconsciously detained him, not letting him go on.
Even though Tardin himself was almost stunned.
Ricky trembled, and the human part appeared angry--of course, Thales could not see the emotion of the inhuman part.
This black-and-white monster Ricky glanced at the prince in the distance, and Thales shivered with his strange and terrifying face.
Ricky’s side, Josh expertly handed him a hooded coat—Tyles could see that the latter did so with great fear or disgust, and Ricky The swords of disaster around the body also subconsciously avoided a little bit.
Ricky put on his coat, covered his half-human and half-ghost figure with a hood, and spoke slowly:
"I know..."
In that second, Thales' hairs stand upright!
He only felt that the moment Ricky spoke, what came out of his throat was a rough, dry, sharp, grindstone-like noise.
It's like scratching a steel plate with a nail.
It is the voice that everyone hears in the worst nightmare.
He is not the only one who feels this way.
Quickline even turned pale, and subconsciously covered his ears!
I don't know if this nightmare voice has negative magic power. As the voice spread, everyone present became nervous.
The mercenaries who were close to each other nervously leaned out, wishing to stay away from their leader.
So much that they even forgot to guard against the enemy.
"I know, I don’t look good like this," Ricky said coldly, every syllable caused countless goosebumps, and Thales even felt that he was trembling all over:
"It will take some time to recover."
The moment he stopped, Thales let out a sigh of relief.
Ricky stared at Thacker on the ground coldly with his yellow scary left eye and a normal human right eye.
"And you..."
The moment Ricky spoke again, Thales really felt like he was suffering in a horror story.
But the penalty knight looked at his dignity, and even though he was surprised, he spoke first:
"Sure enough, the flames... they show you your true body."
Tels breathed a sigh of relief, thanking Thacker for interrupting Ricky.
The disgusting face Ricky shook slightly and clenched his fists.
Sacker looked straight at him, gritted his teeth, aggressive:
"Let's say, you serve... which of the seven monarchs?"
Under the hood, Ricky's exposed human pupils shrank!
At that moment, many people were stunned.
Including Thales.
The seven monarchs?
Wait, little slippery head-ahem, Selma seems to have told me this...
Seven Jun...
But without waiting for Ricky's answer, Sackel continued to speak loudly, his voice fierce and decisive: "What kind of face are you present in this world?"
"Possessed? Pollution? Confused? Or brutal and direct invasion?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The strange and unfamiliar vocabulary interrupted Thales' thoughts, adding to his doubts.
Maybe it was unable to keep up with the content of the conversation, or maybe it was too shocked after I understood it, but including Thales, the royal guards were all staring at the conversation between Thacker and Ricky.
A few seconds passed.
Finally, Ricky's hood shook slightly.
"Well worthy of being the watchman of the Royal Guard."
"I know a lot."
The trembling voice came out again.
Thyls shivered subconsciously.
Sackel stared at him for a long, long time.
"So that's it," Is it finally? The penalty knight spoke again. This time, his tone lost his aggressive sternness, and was mixed with awe, surprise, and vigilance:
"I know what you are."
Ricky was taken aback for a moment.
He then laughed helplessly-but even his laughter made Thales want to cover his ears-as if he understood something:
"Ha, you have never seen it before, have you."
Enduring the torture of ears and mental stimulation, Thales tried to understand what the other party said:
Ricky raised his head, revealing a very strange black skin in his hood, making Thales subconsciously tilt his head to avoid:
"So, you just...tested me?"
Sackel closed his eyes and nodded as if he was fate:
"But I am sure now."
Ricky stared at him for a long time, and finally nodded, human eyes showing admiration.
On the other side, Barney, who was listening to the conversation between the two, couldn't help it. He couldn't help looking at Ricky in horror, and then at the penalty knight: "Sackel?"
"What the **** is going on?"
Sackel took a breath and turned to Thales and his old colleagues:
"You..."
"Put down your weapons."
Everyone on Thales's side was shocked as soon as he said this.
"Sir, sir?" Tardin asked tentatively.
I saw Saker shook his head:
"We can't beat him...at least, without the corresponding weapons and means, we can't do it."
Ricky snorted softly.
His terrifying voice made Thales fidgeting again.
"He..." Thales hesitated, and glanced at Ricky, who looked indifferent but had a terrible voice under his hood:
"What is he?"
Sackel was silent for a while, then glanced at the others.
Including the Sword of Disaster, the insiders bowed their heads, and the uninformed showed doubts.
"They are like the gods... illusory legends."
Sac'el stared at Ricky, breathing hard under the suppression of the two mercenaries, gritted his teeth:
"But the legacy of the Watchmen a long time ago, as well as the archives of the secret department, have recorded this existence."
"They have appeared in the history of the kingdom and the empire more than once."
This... exists?
Thyls was stunned.
Sackel sighed softly.
He chanted a description in a circumflex:
"The flesh is food, the soul is hunting;"
"Appears in the fire, disillusioned before the gods."
Thyls blinked, and Thacker's words awakened a sense of familiarity.
In the fire... Appearing?
God...disillusioned?
Yes, this is a lingua franca translated from the ancient imperial language.
That's why it is so weird.
Thyls frowned: "So he is..."
Sacuel shook his head~IndoMTL.com~ The eyes staring at Ricky became more alert:
"No, it's not'him'."
"The penalty knights quickly changed their names, making everyone present shudder: ‘
'It' is not human. "
It?
Tyles looked at Ricky, who was motionless under his hood, with an inexplicable sense of panic.
The next second, Sackel said in his most mysterious and tense tone:
"It's from hell..."
In the weird and uneasy atmosphere, Ricky in the hood cocked his mouth.
With great interest, under the horrified eyes of everyone, he listened to the last words of Sackel:
"Devil."
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