Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 107: Jing Shi Zhi Feng
The moon has gradually fallen west. Le-wen-
"Boom!"
A huge roar came from the center of the shield area.
Kilika, the once invincible hydra, has sneaked into the ground again and disappeared without a trace!
In the endless smoke and dust, a man with only one ear dragged a long metal spear, limping in his footsteps, and rushing up to a high **** of ruins in a weird posture but at a very fast speed.
Grivor glanced around, only sporadic blood-red tentacles were visible in his vision, scrambling to get into the ground.
The boss of the shield area calmly raised the Soul Slaughter Spear, sweeping the spear head around.
Just as the spear head swept to the left, the Soul Slaughter Spear suddenly began to tremble!
"Buzzing..."
Grivor no longer hesitated, stepped on his feet and rushed in that direction.
"Huh!"
His spear is faster than a figure, and it plunges into the smoke instantly.
"Boom!"
A ruin exploded suddenly!
A embarrassed girl appeared in the ruins of the explosion, which could be able to avoid the stabbing spear, and flew out.
Greevo kept walking, chasing Giza and stab her in the head!
The gun head swept across the side of Giza's left cheek, and the latter's cheek suddenly made a "zila" sound, which began to dissolve.
"Damn..."
In the whispered curse of the blood magician, a few tentacles suddenly stretched out under Giza's simple skirt, and slammed her to the ground, pushing her away.
Stay away from Grivo's spear.
"Very good," Grivorton stepped, his eyes full of chills, only to hear him calmly say: "Hide..."
"Run away..."
"Hide it..."
"This is the attitude you should have..."
"Disaster."
Giza gritted his teeth and stared at Griveo unswervingly.
Until the latter charged again.
As soon as Giza moved, she broke through a ruin without stopping, and the tentacles under her dress swiftly shook her, making her leap as fast as she was on the ground.
Grivor chased after him.
Just now.
"Boom!"
On the side ground of Grivo, a blood-red monster with four tentacles and two pointed pliers drilled out.
"Boom!"
The lame man's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he slammed on a boulder to stop his castration, and he dodged a sharp pliers that had passed his nose.
Only seeing this weird and disgusting creature, the whole body is actually made up of vague and sticky stumps-a huge one-eyed spinning steadily around where it seems to be a "head".
Grivor frowned: "These are your'warriors'?"
Giza said nothing, but looked at him coldly.
In the next instant, the monster unfolded a weird figure several people high and several people wide, and attacked the man with the gun from six directions at the same time.
The tentacles rolled around his limbs, one of the pointed tongs pierced his crotch and the other reached his head.
But Grivor remained motionless, facing a deadly siege, with no intention to dodge.
He just looked at the magician steadily.
"This is a bad idea."
Grivor was unmoved, speaking plainly, still observing his opponent carefully.
One second later, the handicapped man moved his eyes, and the soul-killing gun in his hand flung out an arc!
As soon as the opponent's ultimate move is about to reach the body, lightly stroke one of the monster's tentacles.
"Shit!"
The monster trembled suddenly, and the tentacles and pincers, which were astonishingly aggressive, trembled uncontrollably.
Giza's face moved as he witnessed all this, and then his figure shook!
The next moment, Griveaux quickly swept down the high slope.
Behind him, the monster had deformed and changed color in trembling, cracking and falling like hard coke.
"Ah ah ah--"
Five meters away from Grivo, Giza screamed uncontrollably again, and she twisted and tremblingly covered her face, her face that began to turn black was full of pain.
"What does it feel like to be extinct?" Griveaux's voice is heavy, his steps are steady, and he quickly approached his inhuman opponent: "Whether it is Kilika or the monsters you created-essentially, all Is it yourself?"
In the pain, the blood magician raised his left hand with difficulty and reached out to the dying monster, gritted his teeth bitterly.
"Puff!"
Before it completely turned into pitch black fly ash, the monster stabbed by the Soul Slaughter Gun burst and shattered, and the blood soared!
With the monster's self-sacrifice, Giza's pained expression also became lighter.
But the next moment, Griveo, whose expression has not changed but his murderous intent is hidden, has already rushed to her!
The spear pierced mercilessly.
Giza's face is grim, and she screams back quickly.
But it's too late.
The power of ending within Grivo surging freely, his spearhead suddenly accelerated.
"Huh!"
The wind howls!
The next moment, the dark head of the Soul Slaughter Spear flew strangely in the air like alive, and the spear body bent into a scary arc.
Stab Giza in the left hand!
"Ah--"
The blood magician screamed in pain. This time, her screams were far greater than ever!
The black visible to the naked eye started from her left arm and spread all over her body.
Grivor turned the spear head easily: He knew that the ‘killing’ had taken effect.
At the moment when he was stabbed by the Soul Slaughter Spear, Giza did not hesitate, and his right hand immediately turned into a blood-colored blade.
"Ha!"
Before the black spread to his chest, the blood magician's face was severe, and he chopped off his left arm alive!
Her left arm fell to the ground, and then swelled and exploded before turning into black charcoal and fly ash.
Giza clutched his broken arm and took a painful step back.
"Pretty."
"But do you also feel the pain?" It was Griveaux who spoke out, but he didn't mean to pity Yu Yu, and the image of a girl was reflected in his indifferent eyes.
It also reflects the dark tip of his spear that continues to stab the girl!
The wind howled, and the spear was raised again.
The tip of the gun pointed at Giza, who was described as embarrassed, and was about to plunge into her face.
Giza weakly clutched his left arm, gritted his teeth, and looked at Grivo with sadness.
Grivor's face finally showed a satisfied smile.
It was also at that moment that Giza's face slowly rose up with blood-red markings like branches and blood vessels.
The spear stabs forward unstoppable.
The next moment, a figure violently rises from the ruins on the ground!
"Boom!"
Stopped between Giza and Grivo.
"Boom!"
It was a dull noise, not a muffled sound of metal entering the meat.
Griveau, with his guns in both hands, frowned deeply.
The tip of the Soul Slaughter Gun stopped in front of Giza's nose.
Only half a point.
The crippled man took the magician's soul-killing gun straight away, and at this moment, a short and stout figure firmly grasped the front part of the gun with his arms.
Even the latter's hands have wiped out blood in order to hold the spear.
The weak Giza panted, the blood-colored markings on her face trembling slightly, she looked at the tip of the gun in front of her, with a complex and subtle expression.
But Grivor quickly changed color.
"Why..." Grievous looked at him in disbelief, at the short man holding his spear.
The man who dressed and looked like an ordinary Northlander.
"Why are you!"
"You are..." Grievous stared at him, the desperate man called out his nickname in surprise:
"The Glacier Watch..."
"Big belt?"
Looking at Griveaux's expression, Giza gave a long-lost smile.
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On the edge of the shield area, Nicolai used a smooth slash to turn a giant tentacle into fly ash.
There are countless swords and shadows behind him-the elite fighters of the Blade Guard are performing their duties, ending more and smaller tentacles.
The meteorite frowned and walked off the battlefield.
In the distance, King Nunn, who was closely surrounded by a dozen guards, narrowed his eyes and looked at his guard captain.
"Your Majesty!" There was the sound of horses hoofs in the distance, and the horsemen reported loudly:
"There is news from the dark room that Kilika has disappeared!"
"Very good!" King Nunn's face moved, nodded, and said to a nobleman behind him: "This proves that our strategy is effective, that disaster... it dare not face the Soul Slaughter Spear. !"
Nicolai, who had just solved a tentacle, stepped forward: "We are using the best strategy-in the face of the disaster of blood, while using a few elite and legendary anti-magic armed forces to directly attack the vital points, Divide the encirclement and cut off its source of power..."
"Your Majesty," the meteorite's face was solemn, his eyes lightened: "We suppressed it!"
King Nunn nodded heavily.
Behind the king, a few soldiers from the North land came on horseback with a few aristocratic bureaucrats who were calling, and continued to deliver the message: "In addition, your Majesty, we still have no news about Prince Star and your granddaughter."
King Nunn didn't move, as if he didn't care about his granddaughter's life or death.
"Also, the nobles and the residents of several other districts are all talking about it, especially the residents you evacuated... Many people have seen the monster, and there are various talks about the invasion of disasters... Many conscripts The militiamen demanded to change their outfits and join the battle immediately. The situation was a little chaotic, and the patrol team couldn't hold it back..."
"Reply to Ms. Kashan, continue to monitor that thing and keep the news unblocked!" King Nunn turned around, frowned, thought carefully, and then decisively ordered: "Also, notify the Chief Defence Officer and will patrol. Disperse the team and appease the civilians block by block. In the name of the king, this will be resolved soon. The ordinary army without anti-devil armed forces will not work-it is not allowed to recruit and gather forces in any name."
Several bureaucrats nodded and continued to report the situation:
"The outskirts of the city are very close, and I got news when the residents were evacuated. Your six direct earls and their vassals have sent fast horses and letter crows three times, asking for their troops to enter the city for support... "
"Take thousands of people, and then give meat to the disaster?" The king interrupted them unceremoniously: "Reply to them, Walton saw their loyalty, but this is not an ordinary battlefield. The army will only make the situation worse!"
One clerk quickly recorded the king’s words, while the other was worried and authentic:
"In addition, the four grand princes have all asked your Majesty that for your own safety, you should immediately go back and sit in the Palace of Valor, and explain..."
King Nunn nodded, and waved them away indifferently: "Let Lispan deal with the nobles, including the Grand Duke-just say the king is hunting on the front line. In this case, they better shut up."
After giving the order, the heralds left on fast horses.
"You know, they actually make sense. You should stay in the Palace of Valor, Your Majesty." The meteorite said calmly.
The king shook his head.
"With almost all the White Blade Guards dispatched and unable to assemble troops into the city, stay with the four unpredictable Grand Duke and his entourage guards in the empty palace of the spirits?" King Nunn snorted coldly: " Your king slaughtered a grand duke not long ago..."
"I think I know which option is safer."
Nicolae nodded, and dried the blood on the Soulbreaker.
Just now.
"Your Majesty, boss, look!" A blade guard pointed to the sky and said loudly.
In the night sky, a beam of sparks flew high above the shield area.
A sharp noise followed.
The soldiers of the Blade Guard shook together!
"Signal Crossbow Arrow!"
"This means..." Nicolai's eyes moved: "It's the first group from the east. They found a big guy that is difficult to handle! We have to..."
At the same time, in the other direction, a similar firelight bloomed in the air, and at the same time there was a sharp whistling!
King Nunn frowned: "Two places?"
But in the next second, the third signal crossbow arrow rose again from a distance!
"Sent at the same time? This is not right," King Nunn looked at the fire and frowned: "We have strictly assigned the route, separated east and west directions and gradually encircled from the edge of the shield area, in the first group and When the fifth group clears the route ahead, the troops behind should not meet the'big guy'."
As he spoke, the fourth signal crossbow arrow appeared again not far away.
Nicolae's face changed drastically!
"At the same time, so many signals... There is only one explanation, Your Majesty!" A few seconds later, Nicolai gasped, "There are new monsters breaking through the ground, so in the first and fifth groups Besides, other people also met..."
He couldn't finish speaking.
"Boom!"
There is a huge boom!
Amidst the smoke and dust, a vague and unreal behemoth, shaking countless tentacles, once again appeared in the center of the shield area!
Everyone in the room looked at the monster—Kilika the Hydra—stunned.
"Why is this?" King Nunn gritted his teeth, looking at the reappearing nightmare monster, and took a deep breath. He looked around at the soldiers around: "It... such a big target, isn't it afraid of killing The ability of the Soul Spear? Griveaux..."
King Nunn stopped talking.
The old king's face is ugly, he obviously realizes something.
There was silence for several seconds.
Until Nicolai put the Soulbreaker Blade into the scabbard behind, then slowly squatted down, tightened the straps on his legs, and nodded solemnly.
"Your Majesty."
"I request to leave immediately."
The meteorite replied extremely calm and whispered:
"Cleaning up these tentacles must be slowed down."
"I think I need to take the Soulbreaker as soon as possible... to save Griveaux!"
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The other side of the shield area.
"Hurry up!" Black Sword roared.
Tyles looked at the blood-red tentacles coming towards them, gritted his teeth, and dragged his head back!
But their speed is far from enough.
The tentacles snaking on the ground, as fast as the wind, slid right in front of you in an instant.
Then it bounced suddenly and shot at Thales with the sound of the wind.
One person taller!
"Huh!"
Damn it!
Thyls cursed in his heart, looking at the tentacles leaping on the tip of his nose.
Can't avoid it!
In the little slippery exclamation, at that moment, that strange wave once again surged through Thales's body.
Tyles feels that time is starting to slow down again.
During this period of time that seemed to be playing in slow motion, he could see clearly: The tentacles that rushed towards him were made up of countless blood and flesh tissues-from skin to muscles, from blood vessels to bones.
In mid-air, it diverged from the tip, exposing a sharp tooth inside.
It looks like a big snake with a special shape.
A nausea flooded Thales' heart.
What the **** is this!
At the same time, there was a resurgence of strength in his body.
Thyls felt the strength renewed from his body, calculating where the tentacles would fall.
The next moment, he pushed out the little slicker!
Then he rushed towards the other side too!
The tentacle wiped Thales's right hand and the slippery glasses.
The two children rolled to the sides and fell to the ground.
"Donglong!"
The blood-red tentacles rushed into the air and hit a plank in the ruins.
It has no chance again.
Because in the next moment, a small red sword broke through the air and swung forward!
"Boom!"
The blade was powerful and accurate, nailing the tentacle to the board just right.
Make it immobile.
The hilt of the little red sword trembled.
Although the tentacle kept struggling, it was nailed to death by the sword's edge, unable to break free.
Tyles fell to the ground. He seemed to be overstretching just now. At this moment, his right hand is sore and he is panting in shock.
He turned his head and looked at the wounded black sword lying on the ground-the latter's right hand was suspended in the air, maintaining the posture of throwing the flying sword.
At this time, Xiao Shuatou let out a "wow" exclamation, and quickly stepped on his legs, lying on his back and crawling back, not daring to look at the disgusting tentacle.
Tyles sat up from the ground, staring blankly at the tentacle struggling weakly at his feet.
"Good job, little guy," Hei Jian exhaled weakly, and his head fell back to the ground: "Your reaction..."
But Black Sword hasn't finished speaking yet.
The nailed tentacles suddenly split a big gap from the place where the sword was nailed.
Then slapped the ground with both ends, and the tentacles were alive and well separated from the blade!
Thyls is an exciting spirit!
Oops.
"Be careful!" Hei Jian's shout came.
But this time, Thales didn't have time to react at all, so he was wrapped around his whole body by the tentacles that rushed up!
From the left leg to the waist, from the chest to the head.
Tyles' eyes were also entangled, and immediately lost all vision.
"Don't!" Little Slick screamed.
Thyls just felt a tremor all over.
Viscous, greasy, warm, trembling, and shrinking from time to time.
Some... dizzy?
This is the faint feeling in Thales's hazy.
It seems to be—comfortable?
Until he felt that a greasy, wet, warm ball glided over his left cheek and stopped between the bridge of his nose.
The ball began to vibrate constantly, as if massaging his face.
For this feeling, Thales thought in a blur: like pressing his palm on his eyelid, and then feeling the trembling of his eyes in the palm of his hand...
Thinking of this, Thales was shocked!
He knew what the ball was that was greasy, wet, and warm, constantly "massing" the bridge of his nose.
That's someone's--
Eyeballs.
My grass!
My grass! I am grass! I am grass!
Unprecedented nausea came to wrap Thales tightly and immediately wake him from the hallucinations.
Between extreme panic and nausea, Thales desperately shook the only right arm that was exposed outside the tentacle, trying to get this disgusting thing off!
But the tentacles just get tighter and tighter.
Tyles held his tentacles in vain, but only felt that breathing became more and more difficult, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.
Sliding head and Hei Jian's anxious voices were heard in his ears, but he couldn't really hear them.
Also...the eyeball that quivered more quickly?
My grass!
The heartbeat is getting faster and faster, the blood vessels in his ears are turbulent, and Thales, who is suffocating, is getting more and more uncomfortable. Soon, he starts to stare at Venus.
What to do.
A flash of light flashed.
That's right.
I still have...
He let go of his right hand and stretched out to his waist, trying to touch the JC dagger that Yala gave him.
The dagger.
The dagger!
But when he touched his waist, he only got a piece of smoothness and warmth.
The tentacles entangled his waist firmly.
Thyls was like falling into an ice cave. At that moment, despair hit his heart.
Oops.
What to do.
His right hand flutters wildly behind his waist.
But I couldn't catch anything.
What to do!
Until a hard object stroked Thales's right hand in his scratching.
The pain gave Thales, who was almost fainting, a burst of clarity.
He raised his last strength and grasped firmly—the long strip of foreign body.
Pull it out.
Then stretched to his head.
But the accident happened.
The moment Thales lifted that foreign object, there was a burst of heat from the inside out, from his heart to his right hand--a sudden explosion!
Like the most terrifying flame, it burned his whole body in that moment.
Pain, heat, and cramps, three sensations reached him all over his body, every corner inside and out, every tissue, every cell!
Illusive voices appeared in his ears. At first, it sounded like the sound of growing blood vessels, but soon, these voices deformed—some of them resembled waves sweeping, some resembling volcanic eruptions. , Some like howling a storm.
Tyles opened his mouth, but couldn't yell anything. The entrance was only a bit of salty tentacles.
And the disgusting organs that slipped past his tongue, pieced together from somebody.
But at that moment, he never paid attention to the nausea and restraint of the tentacles.
His senses are nothing but blazing burning.
But at the next moment, Thales felt his whole body shake, and when he loosened it, his vision reappeared.
His breathing began to become smoother, his chest was no longer dull, and the restraints on his face slowly loosened.
The tentacles let go of him.
Then slipped silently.
At that moment, the hot feeling from the bottom of my heart to the right hand gradually disappeared.
Tyles was panting anxiously, struggling to sit up from the ground desperately, breathing in the air of the aftermath.
Then he saw two pairs of surprised eyes.
Hei Jian and Xiao Huatou both stared at him blankly.
As if seeing something terrible.
Thyls was taken aback and realized that they were not looking at themselves.
He lowered his head and looked at his right hand.
Then he had to squint his eyes.
Tyles' right hand, I don't know when, is firmly grasping the weapon thrown by the black sword.
The little red sword.
But at this moment, the dark red blade of the little red sword is actually - exuding dazzling red light!
"This is..."
Thyls stared at the little red sword in a daze, watching its original dark red and dull blade gradually fade and brighten in the red light, turning into a color similar to the sword's body.
As if I had just sharpened it.
There is more than one abnormality.
The disgusting tentacles, starting from near the small red sword, changed.
Thyls has seen this change.
It was in the birch forest, when the fortress flower faced the blood magician.
I saw the entire tentacle hanging weakly on Thales, and began to dissolve, shrink, and turn black.
It then turns into fly ash and dissipates in the air.
As if encountering a natural enemy.
On Thales's body, all of a sudden there was only black fly ash.
"What did you do," Black Sword frowned, staring at the sword in his hand, and muttered: "Is it really a legend, a legend..."
Little Slick blinked his eyes, not knowing why.
At this time, before Thales had a reaction, the sound of anger resembling blood vessel turbulence came again in his ear.
"Huhu..."
As if coming from afar.
But the sound of the anger quickly changed, turning into a whispering human voice.
"I..."
Thyls was shocked and startled.
He raised his head and looked at Hei Jian and Xiao Huatou, but both looked at him blankly.
The former's gaze constantly patted back and forth on Thales' face and the sword in his hand, expressing deep suspicion with an unabashed expression.
But the two of them didn't seem to hear the sound at all.
This scene-really familiar.
Tyles looked around in a panic, seeing nothing except the ruins and the night sky, and the light of the small sword in his hand.
What's going on.
What's the matter?
Looking at the luminous sword in his hand, when Thales, who was at a loss, was about to speak, the single syllable voice became clearer and clearer.
Start connecting into words and sentences.
"My name..."
The voice sounded slowly, like an old man in the distance.
"My name..."
It's like coming in a low voice across countless wooden boards.
Thyls couldn't tell what language it was.
But he clearly understood the meaning of that voice.
"My name..."
"The Front of the Pure World."
Tyles opened his mouth wide and looked at the shining little sword in his hand in amazement.
Net...
The front of the world?
Thyls was completely stunned.
But this was not the thing that surprised him the most.
Amidst the turbulent wave, the voice said the last two sentences.
"Long...It's been a long time," I only heard the voice slowly saying: "My..."
"...Blood Brothers~IndoMTL.com~Tyles was shocked!
Blood...
Blood.
Brother...
Brother?
One second later, the voice and the light on the small sword fell silent.
The cold snow falls.
As if nothing happened just now.
Except for the blade of that small sword.
It has changed from the dark red to pure crimson.
The color of blood.
In the night sky, there are only three people who describe embarrassment, with different expressions, looking at each other.