Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 110: Similar (below)

The black sword stared at Thales's sturdy face for a long, long time. Lewen Novel Network

"Yes." Finally, Hei Jian nodded slowly, with an ordinary smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are indeed a star."

At that moment, Thales was shocked, his eyes widened!

He grasped the world-cleaning front in his hand tightly.

"You..."

"Ah, if at this moment, I still can't guess who you are," Hei Jian shook his head with a smile but a smile: "What are you talking about to find a magician?"

"His Royal Highness Thales."

The next moment, he was firmly picked up by the black sword with his right arm!

"Hold your sword!"

Hei Jianhan said, he swiftly jumped on a half-collapsed roof in the direction of Kilika and leaped away.

Thyls was surprised, feeling the sound of the wind blowing in his ear.

He knows who he is.

Thyls couldn't help but think of the words of King Nunn and Ashida.

[The leader of that mercenary is weird...]

[With a strange long sword...]

[Map of Fuxing Palace...]

[You are the assassin who killed the crown prince, aren’t you...]

Tyles' heart was beating.

What would he do?

But he can't look back anymore.

There was an overwhelming explosion in the distance.

As if Kilika was angry.

"What are we going to do?"

It took a long while for Thales to react. He forcedly suppressed the tension and shock in his heart, and asked tremblingly.

"What should I do?" Hei Jian used his intact right arm to hold him in his arms, and kept pushing forward with a weak body under his feet.

"Blood Demon Master," the second prince frowned: "That guy...I saw it with my own eyes, she can't be sealed by the legendary anti-magic armed..."

"If we can't seal her... relying on those incomparably weird abilities, if we want to fight her face to face..."

Tyles' heart was filled with uncontrollable worry.

"Of course there is a way," Black Sword said with certainty: "There has never been an undefeated enemy-that kind of creature only exists in knight novels, and the name is ‘the protagonist’."

"Huh?" Thales was stunned for a moment: "What way?"

"First of all," Black Sword turned dexterously, avoiding a tentacle looming ahead: "You have to change your mind."

Thyls was slightly startled.

Change... brains?

"You think you are weak, don't you."

Hei Jian lowered his head and let his voice drift into Thales’ ears along the wind: "I feel that facing that guy, the chance of winning is small?"

Tyles opened his mouth, shivered after taking in a cold wind.

"Isn't it," Thales hugged the world-cleaning front in his arms, a little depressed and said: "I am weak."

"Facing such an enemy...except you, don't talk about me, even the super-rank guys are insignificant."

Hei Jian sneered unmistakably after hearing the words.

"In fact, I was far from finishing what I said before Ashida," Hei Jian's words suddenly became a little serious: "And now, you listen to me."

Heijian paused, and stopped in front of a low wall, with a pair of lovers hugging each other lying motionless on their sides.

"No, kid." Hei Jian's tone was extremely cold.

The sound of a house collapsing in the distance came again.

The battle seems to be fierce.

With the solemn eyes of the black sword, Thales suddenly felt inexplicably nervous.

Just listen to him categorically:

"You are not weak at all."

This time, hearing the unquestionable tone of Black Sword, Thales was truly stunned.

"Do you feel that you have no strength and are vulnerable to a blow. Anyone with a little ability can manipulate you at will?" Hei Jian lowered his voice, and hid behind a low wall with him, listening to the sound from a short distance. The sizzling sound.

"Then why are you still standing here?"

"I..." Thales was a little confused: "I'm lucky? Occasionally a little clever? Can be fooled every time..."

Hei Jian's eyes narrowed into a thin slit, but the light revealed in it was more compelling than ever.

A few seconds later, the leader of the fraternity downplayed, but unquestionably said: "Only the truly weak will use pure strength as a proof of strength."

Tyles' eyebrows twitched.

"For the truly strong, power is nothing but embellishment."

"The true strength lies in how many pounds of heavy axe you can swing, how fast you can stab a sword, how strong a bow you can pull, how accurate a blade you are," he frowned when he saw Thales. The sword only paused for a while, and then continued blankly: "It's not even that you can control the tens of thousands of troops and break through the strong cities."

"I have seen the most famous and powerful people who died in a beggar's sack in humiliation, and a powerful lord who fell desperately under the servant's axe," Hei Jian's pupils gathered together. , The words are chilling: "I have even seen an incredible magician, who was frightened and panicked by a frail and sickly girl."

Tyles took a deep breath, raised his head, and frowned in a low voice: "Extreme Realm, Lord, and even Magician... It's just a coincidence. In a very rare situation, it is impossible to match something. With their luck, they have a chance to die in the hands of the weak..."

However, as Thales was speaking, his voice slowly weakened.

He was a little dazed, watching Black Sword slowly shaking his head.

"You're right," the ordinary man exhaled, "Coincidence, situation, luck, opportunity, etc.-all of these together determine the difference between the strong and the weak, the difference between superior and inferior. The key to the difference between victory and defeat."

Tyles opened his eyes wide, startled slightly.

"You mean..."

Hei Jian twitched his mouth slightly, as if looking at a naughty student: "The real strong man regards all the factors that determine victory or defeat as his own strength."

The sizzling sound disappeared in my ears.

The next moment, the figure of Black Sword rose again!

Tyles closed his eyes tightly, feeling the frost and snow on his face.

But Hei Jian's words still passed into his ears verbatim, clear and unmistakable:

"The real strong turn disadvantages into advantages, disadvantages into advantages, death into vitality, and absolute uncertainty. They turn the enemy's strength into its weakness and magnify their strength infinitely. ."

"They seek hope in desperate situations, win reversals in losses and losses, sublimate good times to victory, and turn unexpected and unexpected into their own help."

Hei Jian's footsteps passed a man who fell dead, and the suffocation pain still remained on the deceased's face.

They turned around an alley that was half missing.

The sound of fighting ahead is getting closer.

In the cold wind blowing, Thales could not help but speak with the cold and strong wind: "But..."

But Black Sword didn't allow him to interrupt, but went on.

"They spread out the chessboard in the vast world, using all living beings as chess pieces, and the world as chess pieces, turning the seemingly simple duel battle into a supreme game of winning and losing," Hei Jian took a deep breath. , Looked up to the sky: "This kind of person who turns the enemy's reliance into my own, and considers factors including the enemy, himself, situation, and luck as a bargaining chip..."

"This kind of person who holds everything in his hands, takes the world into his heart, and sees the whole situation in his eyes..."

"Only qualified to be called," Black Sword lowered his head, and the profound meaning in his eyes made Thales unconsciously stunned, quietly listening to him finish:

"The real strong."

Kilika's screams are already clearly audible, even getting closer.

There was a moment of silence between the two, only the shaved snow water reminded them of their situation.

Tyles slowly opened his mouth, and after gritting his teeth and hesitating for a while, he finally spoke.

"But," Thales gave a wry smile, which made him look rather haggard: "There is a foul like the magician, no matter what conspiracy and tricks, how many factors should be considered..."

"The effect is limited, right."

"You were wrong again." Hei Jian said with a cold face.

The Black Sword turned sharply, holding Thales in his arms, and a sliding shovel slid through a dry and frozen ditch.

This action was a bit rush, and Thales only felt dizzy.

"Even the guys who seem to have unmatched power, destroying the city and the country with every gesture, so that they are invincible, even immortal..."

Speaking of this, Black Sword seemed to look around the surrounding ruins deliberately, but Thales could only squint, trying to reduce the balance impact brought by Black Sword's body.

"If you can't do this," Hei Jian slapped his left palm and leaped up. He raised his head and hummed softly: "He is still a weak person-at best, a stronger weak person."

The multi-headed snake in the distance is already close in front of you, clearly in sight.

"Didn't it find us?" Thales was nervous.

"I have my method," Hei Jian glanced at him indifferently: "How do you think I survived the blood magician?"

They stopped again, Black Sword reached out his hand, touched a ground, and closed his eyes slightly.

It's like feeling something.

But his words sounded again.

"All in all, for the real strong, they—even those disasters, even their seemingly unstoppable power—after all, are nothing more than a larger **** on the chessboard."

"As long as this big chess piece is gently removed from their chessboard for your reasons," Black Sword retracted his hand that touched the ground, and lightly nodded the front of the world in Thales's hand. Wisdom and shrewdness precipitated in it: "These so-called'invincible' are useless, even ridiculous and contemptible."

Thyls lowered his head thoughtfully.

Hei Jian took a deep breath, eyes drifting and deep, as if lost in memories of the past.

Just listen to him in a vague and authentic tone:

"Have you ever seen an extreme swordsman who lost his arms and broke down with tears after waking up?"

Thyls was taken aback for a moment.

The black sword is still going on:

"Have you ever seen an elite scout who traveled thousands of miles a day, drinking and depressed after his leg bones were broken?"

"Have you ever seen high-ranking officials who have lost their positions of power, spend their days madly in the countryside, and become mad every night?"

"Have you ever seen a famous general who lashed out at thousands of troops and was convicted once in jail, hoping to be cut off and died in depression?"

"Have you ever seen a thousand-year-old nobleman who was deprived of his surname, abandoning himself like the most desperate beggar?"

"Have you seen a terrible disaster with incomparable power and boundless power, shaking unceasingly in front of a small legendary anti-devil armed force, and fleeing?"

"I have seen it." The man said lightly.

Tyles' breathing began to grow thicker.

"Ah," Thales exhaled slightly, showing a tired smile: "Gold finger dependence."

"But I have seen more than them." Hei Jian didn't understand what he was saying, just took a deep breath, as if concentrating.

"I have seen a prince who fell into the hands of an enemy overnight, broke his legs, was stigmatized, and became a lowly slave. It took two years to overthrow the slave owner, bring a new army, and travel thousands of miles to return. The legend of the royal capital."

"I have seen a weak woman who is deprived of all power and has no power to bind a chicken, turning around like the wind among malicious enemies, using soft laughter and graceful gestures, with a clever tongue and eloquence, Killing is invisible, breaking the army in an instant terror."

Thyls didn't speak.

Hei Jian frowned slightly and pressed his palm to the ground in the other direction.

Hei Jian's keen perception gave him extremely precious battlefield intelligence.

Someone is confronting and dealing with the blood magician.

Two.

According to this situation-it is most likely a guy with a legendary anti-magic weapon.

The opportunity is good.

But it's not the best opportunity yet.

Be patient.

"That's the real powerhouse." The black sword that was divided into two pieces returned to his senses, and he nodded slowly, seeming to confirm the safety of the path ahead.

"The existence of this kind of person is free from the shackles of all power, power, and status-no matter where it is placed, it can shine, and even the smallest ant can shake the supreme god."

Thyls frowned slowly: "Are you this kind of person?"

The black sword fell silent.

"No," the man said in a low tone: "I can only be regarded as one of the people who tried to catch them."

"But you, little guy."

"You have this potential," Hei Jian turned his gaze, his eyes cut across Thales' face like a blade: "Your performance on the cliff surprised me."

Tyles' eyes widened.

"You have fewer chess pieces than everyone else, but you try to seize all useful and useless factors, hold every possible bargaining chip tightly, and drop the most critical piece, thus changing the whole battle,"

"Little guy, based on the few points just now, you are better than most people in this world," Black Sword observed the distant scene-Kilika's figure was already close in front of him: "Both are stronger. "

"You are a strong man, you can also seek to escape in the adversity just now, and you can stand upright-this is something that many so-called extreme powers cannot do," Hei Jian whispered: "Then you must firmly believe in this, and unswervingly implement the attitude of being a'really strong'."

Thyls looked suspicious.

"On the cliff, that's your plan," the second prince argued: "From the initial tentative attack, to holding me in search of opportunities, I even suspect that you will accept my proposal in the end—throw me out The cliff is also a link in your calculations. Don’t forget that there are climbing ropes that you have prepared..."

"The'key one' or something," Thales curled his lips: "Don't comfort me."

Hei Jian's face froze.

"I'm here to encourage you..." Hei Jian, with a bad face, coughed softly: "Also-don't interrupt."

Thyls gave a wry smile.

Hei Jian sighed.

The roar of a man came into his ear from Kilika's direction.

Thyls hesitated. He wanted to stretch out his head to look at the outside scene, but he was unceremoniously pulled down by the black sword.

"In contrast... those who regard pure power and power, the single factor that determines victory or defeat, as the supreme holy book, distinguish the strong from the weak... have long been outdated."

"The era of one-on-one duels between knights has passed for too long. Sadly, even if the bow and crossbow can shoot through iron armor, the horseshoe will smash the flesh and blood, the trebuchet can break through the city walls, and the magic gun has roared. ," Hei Jian showed half of his head, watching the outside, his eyes flashed: "Most people's thoughts are still in the ridiculous age of knights, and the battle is regarded as a funny show between two people wringing their arms on the table. ."

"Their poor vision is locked on the wrists and muscles, on the two people, on the table, on the wrist," Hei Jian smiled disdainfully :

"Just like you now, your eyes are locked on the magician's indelible myth and unrivaled power."

"Otherwise?" Thales asked unconvincingly: "This is not just a ‘big chess piece’-it is a ‘big chess piece’ that can smash through the board."

"Then work harder!" Hei Jian interrupted him coldly: "Let it smash through the chessboard, all the way into the ground!"

Thyls was a little stunned--is this quibbling?

"Remember, in my opinion, you are not a weak person," Hei Jian lowered his head, his tone was very serious and very scary: "Never have the doubts that'I am not strong enough'-that is Exclusive to the weak."

"Under the absolute disadvantage, how did humans defeat the ancient orcs? How did they win the battle of the end?" The black sword's eyes released an unprecedented resolute light: "Is this still unclear?"

Tyles stared at Black Sword's eyes in a daze--those firm, cold, but extremely clear eyes.

"Northland military swordsmanship."

Thyls spoke unconsciously.

Hei Jian's face moved: "What?"

"I remember, you just rushed towards Ashida on the cliff of the sky... it was the swordsmanship of the Northland military," Thales narrowed his eyes, "defend the swordsmanship of the ancient orcs."

He quickly raised his head and looked at the black sword:

"Why tell me this?"

Hei Jian stared at him, pulling the corner of his mouth slowly, revealing an ugly smile.

"First of all, I will not carry a burden," Hei Jian said faintly: "Especially a person who has the potential of a strong person, but is full of the consciousness of the weak. At the critical moment, I only know the burden of trying my luck - this People are the worst."

Thyls raised his eyebrows helplessly, but he was a little anxious.

What are they waiting for?

Minming Kilika—and Giza is right in front of him.

But Black Sword stubbornly finished his words:

"Next."

"You can only use all your chess pieces efficiently if you understand this truth."

Thyls's heart moved, he looked at the black sword puzzledly: "Pawn?"

"You mean, this sword?" Thales grabbed his head and raised the world-cleaning front in his hand.

"Yes."

"But it's not just it."

Hei Jian slowly adjusted his breathing, his eyes getting colder and colder: "You have a strange power, right?"

At that moment, Thales was struck by lightning.

No way?

Strange power?

Is he talking about my demon...

But Hei Jian's next sentence made waves in his already shocked heart again.

"It's the kind of power that allows you to see Ashida's air wall, see through its essence, and remind me..."

The words of the black sword are like a heavy hammer, striking Thales in the heart.

"It even allows you to see farther, run faster, have greater strength, and react more sensitively."

Power?

Tyles stared at the black sword blankly.

Not magic?

Wait...

What kind of fluctuation?

He—how did he know?

"It is by that kind of power--you can avoid the tentacle just now." Hei Jian said indifferently.

Tyles opened his mouth wide, unable to close it for a long time.

The silence lasted for a few seconds.

"You mean," Thales frowned when he heard his heart beating faster and his blood was surging: "That kind of power..."

"That is the power of ending," Black Sword answered his doubts bluntly: "An extremely rare power of ending,"

"The Sins of Hell River."

Tyles opened his eyes wide, and his pupils kept moving back and forth between focusing and dilation.

The power of ending?

Hell River...

Hell River...

"Although I don't know how you owned it at this age," Hei Jian took a deep breath, frowning, as if a little lost: "But there is no doubt that this may be one of your most powerful chess pieces. One, even decide the outcome."

"The crime of Hell River...?" It took a long while for Thales to react, and said absentmindedly: "What kind of ghost name is this?"

"I didn't say its name is nice," Hei Jian stared at his expression closely, as if to see flowers on his face: "It just needs to be easy to use, that's enough."

"Easy to use?"

Thyls raised his head, trying to adjust his confused thoughts.

He remembered the first wave of waves in the birch forest.

I remembered the moments when I saw those strange fluctuations in Ramon for the first time in Broken Dragon Fortress.

"I don't even know what it is," Thales frowned. "Do you know?"

There was a sparse rumbling sound behind the low wall.

Several seconds passed, and the ordinary face of Black Sword in the moonlight looked a little scary at this moment.

At that moment, Thales felt in a trance that the expression of the black sword in front of him was a bit lonely...and sad,

"I don't just know."

Tyles blinked~IndoMTL.com~Amidst the increasingly noisy screams of the Hydra, Black Sword spoke softly:

"We are more of the same kind."

"It's the kind of cursed power—slaves."

Thyls inhales in amazement.

Similar?

Slave?

Wait, that kind of power...

But Black Sword didn't give him any chance to ask questions.

"Listen carefully," the legendary leader of the Brotherhood raised his head, looked at Kilika's growing and terrifying body, whispered in the most plain, even dull tone: "At the end of us Before the shot..."

"On how to use the crime of prison river..."

"I only teach it once."