Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 133: Intruder

The bright moon slanting to the west faintly illuminates an alley, and Thales is leaning against the wall in the alley, watching the silent but highly vigilant blood whistling hired by the alley proficiently lurking in the alley. The soldiers, or the swords of disaster, were anxious.

Damn it.

After leaving the tavern, their people were indeed scattered, but their alertness was even higher.

There is no opportunity in this way.

From planning to action, the Sword of Disaster must be vigorous and resolute. Both the Star Prince or Fast Rope and others were escorted out of the tavern within a few minutes and approached the Bone Prison efficiently and low-key.

The Shield of Shadow and the Sword of Disaster, plus Russell, the efficiency of the three cooperation cannot be underestimated. On the route from the "My House" tavern to here, except that they deliberately acted in batches to hide their whereabouts , No one was surprised, and even the patrol team he should have encountered disappeared from sight.

But at this moment, Thales's biggest worry is not these, but the angry female swordsman of one of his guards.

"A year ago, when I returned to my hometown, there was also a ruffian who wanted to assault me."

Marina rubbed her lips with one hand and pressed the hilt with the other.

She approached Thales’ ears and spoke in a low voice, but the words contained hatred that could not be ignored:

"Want to know how he ended up?"

No.

Not at all.

But in the face of Marina who gritted her teeth, Thales could only give a guilty and helpless awkward smile.

"Hey, that, I'm very sorry for what happened just now, but you are so skilled, I can only do that..."

The words are not over yet, Marina has a flash of coldness in her eyes!

Lost Thales, who was already in the wrong.

Thank you, no matter in this life, or in the last life with vague memory, he has never done something like "sexual harassment" in all his life.

However, just now...

Thyls lowered his head sadly, avoiding Marina's fierce gaze.

The fame of the two generations was destroyed in one night.

Marina snorted and gently pulled out the blade.

"At that time, I was like this, putting the sword between the bastard's legs." Amidst Thales's goose bumps, the cold-faced Marina gently lowered her weapon:" Then turn your wrist..."

Fortunately, a steady, soft voice stopped her before Thales was cold and couldn't help calling for help.

"Marina."

"I asked you to look at him, but I didn't want you to wait for an opportunity to kill him." Ricky's figure appeared at the entrance of the tightly guarded alley. He nodded slightly to the subordinates in the alley, with a solemn expression: "Convergence A little bit."

Marina frowned, and put the sword away in Thales’ hopeful eyes.

"Of course." She put away the unwillingness on her face and said lightly.

But Marina’s next sentence once again made Thales feel bitter:

"We should block his mouth, it is best to remove his arm or leg, in case he is on the way of our action..."

Kreich shook his head.

"Our distinguished guest is not a stupid character," Krasu of Sword of Disaster narrowed his eyes to stare at the composure prince: "He knows when to negotiate and when to resist, and he also knows who is him at this moment. The greatest reliance."

Tyles' mood suddenly became heavy.

He knew that the hands of the Shield of Deception were hidden in the periphery. Compared to those people, falling into the hands of the Sword of Disaster was not a bad choice.

"Isn't it?"

Ricky tilted his head back.

There, from Fast Rope, Dean to Tampa, the poor three hostages were **** with five flowers and sealed their mouths. They were escorted by dozens of fierce disaster swordsmen unceremoniously, throwing or Poor or unhappy eyes.

Seeing them, the prince can only sigh sadly.

"Of course."

In contrast, Thales was only taken away from weapons and luggage. He was very lucky. He glanced at the time crossbow and the jc dagger tied around her waist behind Marina, and couldn't help swallowing. Spit.

This behavior made Marina's eyes even more disgusting.

At Ricky's sign, the mercenaries including Marina obediently moved away.

Ricky stood in front of the prince, his eyes burning, making Thales uneasy.

"So, what you want to do is in the prison of bones..."

The prince coughed, and wanted to ask for some information, but was interrupted by Ricky.

"Not enough." The leader of the Sword of Disaster whispered.

Thyls was stunned: "What?"

"The Sins of Prison River," Ricky looked at him with a strange look: "You have not experienced enough, and the integration is not deep enough, you can't even touch the threshold."

The crime of the prison river.

This abrupt topic made Thales nervous.

"What does this mean?"

I can't even touch the threshold...

The prince stiffened: "So, what do you need is someone like Black Sword?"

But Ricky still shook his head to deny.

"He is not enough."

He looked at the prince with unabashed coldness and disturbing fanaticism. These two contradictory meanings made Thales more uncomfortable:

"So you need more training. In the blood and danger, let it mature, strengthen, and release as soon as possible, and finally transcend the extreme realm and reach the legendary ‘true world’."

Thyls frowned and became more confused: "Beyond...what realm?"

"What are you talking about?"

"That's the only way," Ricky looked at Thales as if he hadn't heard it, "We believe that you were chosen by the prison river and returned from death, not without reason. Of."

Tyles' eyelids twitched.

"In fact, as far as the Iron King, Gilkus, the Black Knight, as close as the Ninth, Solon Tann, Chukrasu," Ricky said to Thales one by one, strange or slightly heard Name: "Even you, Thales Star."

Thyls fell into confusion.

These names...

The Iron-Blood King, seems to be the ancient king of the North who led the army against the ancient orcs...

Jilkus, he has never heard of it...

The black knight, well, he seems to have caught a glimpse of the sad knight novels or bardics on the bedside of the little slippery bed...

The ninth man, what the **** is this, is it a nickname...

Tan Soron, Tan En, so familiar surnames...

Qiu Klasu, strange, isn't Klasu a respectful name for the leader of the sword of disaster...

As for the Thales star...No, what happened to me?

Damn it, if he is like Selma, he likes to read through miscellaneous books without forgetting...

Ricky continued: "We believe that in thousands of years of history, everyone who has struggled back from the edge of the prison river has their mission in that era."

What?

Thyls couldn't help but ask: "What mission?"

But Ricky did not answer him, but showed a disturbing smile.

"You have obtained a key, prince, that can open us a door that has been waiting for more than a hundred years," the leader of the Sword of Disaster smiled: "Don't waste it."

The confused prince was waiting to speak, but was interrupted by the sound of carriages coming from outside the alley.

All around, the mercenaries lurking quietly are like beasts invaded by the territory, all alert.

Ricky raised his head and looked at a figure outside an alley.

"Their signal is coming," Krasu of Sword of Disaster frowned, "Go."

Thyls' face changed, and before he could react, he was violently escorted out of the alley by the impatient Marina behind him.

On the empty and dark street, a long-drag convoy drove towards them, including rickshaws carrying unknown goods and horse-drawn carriages.

Behind him, Tampa made an uneasy "whoop" sound, and was quieted by Sonny's merciless action "remind".

Looking at the wine glass on the team flag, Thales immediately reacted: This is the supply team of my pub.

There are about two dozen people transporting the convoy, all wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes, shabby and light, like the locals in the Sabya camp, they keep their horses hoof to Ricky, the group emerging from the alley The people who came turned a blind eye.

In the carriage closest to them, a coachman raised his hood to Ricky and nodded politely.

Thyls recognized the coachman: it was a drill.

"Don't worry, the nearest patrol team has left."

The brazier sat in the driver's seat and smiled contentedly at Ricky, who approached him: "There are three other little thieves who want to steal in the dark. They have also been resolved."

"All the factors that may expose our trip..."

But Ricky ignored him, but looked at the other person sitting next to the drill.

Beside the brazier, Semir, who was the former Star Royal Guard, hummed.

"On the way...I have to say, they really have one." Seeing Semir made no secret of disgust, he still nodded: "Shield of Shadows."

The brazier lifted his hood proudly:

"As we promised."

He looked over Ricky and looked at Thales in front of Marina, also smiling.

Thyls raised his eyebrows.

Looking at the front and back of the team, Ricky noticed Yaozi's gaze and snorted coldly.

But he didn't say anything after all, just boarded the shelf behind the carriage and waved his hand.

The group of Disaster Sword followed the convoy, walked into the gap between the carriages in a familiar manner, and became one with the convoy, while Marina was bluntly pushed into one of the carriages.

Swaying different wheels, the team continued on.

The convoy is very quiet. Whether it is the shield of deception with its head and tail or the sword of murderous disaster, it does not say a word at this moment. It is silent, driving the car, walking, and the ears are only the sound of horseshoes and wheels. The atmosphere is depressing.

Finally, in Thales' uneasy thoughts, a familiar building appeared in the swaying sight: a giant bowl-shaped fortress, leaving only a protruding archway.

Bone Prison.

As the supply convoy approached, a group of soldiers guarding the arch came forward with torches.

Thyls looked from a distance, frowning.

"You guys are too early," a captain-like guard approached the first carriage accompanied by a few of his robes. He frowned as he looked at the smiling coachman:

"There is still..." before dawn.

The carriages ahead stopped.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage, and while instructing the "guys" to carry the goods, he smiled and said: "In special times, be considerate..."

But the captain's gaze shifted to the rear of the team.

"Wait."

"Your convoy is a bit long," the captain of the guard looked at the continuous follow-up convoy, with doubts on his face: "Why do some still carry weapons?"

But the coachman didn't rush, just spread his hands, and explained with a flattering smile: "We are new here, you know, the camp is not peaceful recently..."

The captain's eyes froze.

He took a step back and subconsciously pressed his hand to his waist.

The seven or eight guards behind the captain are also alert.

Thyls, who was watching, clenched his fists: He saw the Stardust Guard logo on the captain's armor.

Huh!

"It's not too flat," the guard captain who sensed something was wrong, pulled out his weapon without hesitation, and said vigilantly: "There are not so many people available to transport supplies!"

The faces of the guards behind him changed.

The coachman turned white and waved his hand to defend: "No, no, no, that's because we belong to Hell River"

The captain with the weapon in hand heard the words for a moment: "What's in the prison river?"

In the next second, a guard behind the captain suddenly took a step forward and hugged him from behind!

Shit!

"The ferryman." The traitor behind the captain took the coachman's words lightly.

The captain of the guard's mouth was tightly covered, he twitched, his eyes opened in disbelief, looking at the blood-stained sword blade thrown from his chest.

Tyles breathed tightly, but was firmly held by Marina next to her.

Under the sudden change, the rest of the guards didn't even react, and the coachman burst into shape!

He passed the stubborn captain and came to the second guard. In the latter's shocked eyes, he slammed a dagger into his throat and nailed his yelling between trembling teeth.

At the same time, six or seven mysterious figures appeared from the darkness!

A frightened guard drew out his weapon, and just about to shout, he was held down by a "buddy" behind him and cut his trachea skillfully.

Desperate, he looked at his colleague next to him for help, only to find that an assassin who didn't know when he appeared had his neck strangled with a wire with one hand, and looked back at him in pain, with both hands on his neck in vain.

The other guard was about to ask for help from the arch subconsciously, but before turning around, with a terrible cracking sound, his head was already turned by an assassin.

Some assassins even took out a crossbow and accurately shot through the neck of a guard who turned and flee, cutting his footsteps and his screams into the spinal cord.

In the eyes of the frightened Thales, these mysterious figures that suddenly appeared stabbed or stabbed, strangled or strangled, silently but surprisingly effectively ended the lives of the nine guards.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Thyls almost forgot to breathe.

This is...

Shadow?

The mercenaries who came along with the convoy opened their eyes wide and looked at the scene under the moonlight in shock.

When Marina, who was also surprised, let go of Thales, who was short of breath, the assassins in front of her had carefully supported the guards who were no longer moving, skillfully caught their fallen torches and weapons, and dragged the body to The dark place disappeared from everyone's vision.

Soon, the prison of bones became empty, and the last trace of the star soldiers disappeared on the street.

Only there are bloodstains on the ground, telling everything that just happened.

Ricky's brow furrowed tighter than ever.

"Williams's subordinates are really alert," Yanzi gazed at everything in front of him without paying attention: "It's very different from the group of conscripts. If we were not well prepared, only your words..."

Ricky nodded slightly and got out of the carriage.

He remained silent, knowing that this was a demonstration to him.

For the "goods" seized by them.

"Damn it," Kray, the northern swordsman who walked to Ricky's face with an ugly expression, commented on the silent **** killing: "I have killed a lot of people, but This is too..."

He looked at the blood on the street and couldn't say anything.

But Thales knew what he meant.

Ricky patted Clay on the shoulder and made a gesture.

The mercenaries who were held down by the scene just now come back to their senses.

The disguised convoy continued to move forward, stepping through the arch, and entering the deep passage leading to the prison of bones.

Thyls was among them, his expression solemn.

"As you can see, the guards on the ground outside the prison of bones have been quietly dealt with. We have arranged manpower to replace their guards." Crossing the torches and the blood on the ground, the guards on the carriage Yaozi smiled at Ricky as if he was okay:

"The patrol during the curfew will pass in 15 minutes, but they are all conscripts sent by the major families to fill the vacancies. They complain about the sky, the morale is poor, and the efficiency is low. They can’t compare with Williams’ standing army. They can't see through."

"The rotation up to the prison of bones can give us at least four hours."

Thyls's heart stunned as he listened to their conversation.

Ricky nodded: "Is there anything else I should know?"

"Even if there is an emergency midway," Yanzi said with a smile: "The patrol soldiers in charge of the two nearby areas belong to the soul castle and the new land. The two subordinate families also have suspicions. We can try to delay They came to inspect and allow enough time to evacuate."

Exter's former messenger, Russell Vida appeared in the team, he frowned:

"As far as I know, Frank is still in the camp. This is a ruthless character. The few Stardust Guards under his command are elites in the standing army under Williams’ command. They respond quickly and have amazing combat power. Know it all too well."

Yongzi smiled and nodded.

"Yes, but at this moment, there are many aristocrats who are more noble than Frank, who is a nobleman with mud legs. Don't expect a group of earls and viscounts to listen to his orders. It's not bad if you don't drag him. ."

Yangzi smiled slyly: "Plus some of our little efforts to enlist and stand army, local nobles and royal families, in the bladeya camp where command is uneven, they have rushed to help from the awareness of the problem to the gathering of troops. , Will be more than a little slower than usual."

Russell understood, and then nodded approvingly: "The stars are recruiting troops and marching westward. They seem to be proud of the desert, but you are really lucky to be bound by your hands and feet in the camp."

Semir rubbed the mark on his face and snorted coldly: "Why do you think we chose to come in at this time, people from the North?"

Seeing that the two people who were not dealing with each other were about to stand up again, Yaozi quickly averted the topic.

"And even if it’s the last step," Yaozi coughed: "We can also scream and move the tiger away from the mountain."

Cray was puzzled: "What?"

Yangzi smiled triumphantly: "This is what Teng’s hometown said, which means distracting to think about it. There was an accident in the prison of bones, the assassination of aristocrats from afar, the fire in the military supplies warehouse, and the simultaneous incident These three things, if you are Frank, as the watchdog left by Williams, which one should you deal with first?"

The three people of Sword of Disaster understood the meaning of Yaozi's words, and they exchanged eyes with solemn expressions.

"You seem to have forgotten the Kingdom's Secret Section, and their eyes and ears in the camp," Ricky said silently: "They will be ignorant?"

The brazier's eyes lit up.

"They may have seen the clues, but they couldn't react: We released the bait very early. A young man who resembles the prince of stars recently showed up in the Tower of End. Believe me, for this news, Bladefang Camp The secret agents of China are busy traveling northward."

Hearing this, Thales in the carriage behind let out a disappointed breath.

Ricky was silent for a while.

"You didn't come here by accident, or something happened suddenly," Ricky figured out something and raised his vigilant gaze: "You have planned for a while."

The brazier smiled indifferently.

"Maybe you are better at frontal fighting, but I have to talk about this..."

Yangzi glanced around: "We are professional."

Semuel grunted:

"Like eighteen years ago?"

Yangzi smiled and wisely did not answer.

They finally finished the long and short passage and walked into the main building of the Bone Prison.

A wooden gate with a height of three or four people appeared in front of him.

Behind the gate, the noisy shouts of prisoners faintly came.

Clay stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"My tavern, send supplies." He said coldly.

A small window opened on the wooden door, revealing a man's face, looking at the convoy questioningly: "Supply?"

"You are here early, and... shouldn't you be accompanied by guards?"

These are his last words.

The next second, the long sword from Clay's waist pierced out like thunder, and went straight into the guard's face after entering the window.

There was a panic cry from behind the gate.

"Intruder!"

Obviously, the guards behind the door were aware of the situation outside and only heard an anxious voice: "Hurry up, sound the police!"

His voice stopped abruptly, and disappeared with other panic sounds.

A few seconds later, in the sudden, chilling silence, several heavy objects fell from behind the door.

Ricky on the carriage loosened the hilt of the sword on his waist in the brazed smile.

Tyles' breathing became faster and the muscles in his arms became tighter.

Soon, as the metal crackled, the door opened with a heavy creak.

Two assassins wearing guard costumes walked out of the darkness behind the door and nodded at the drill blankly.

In Thales’ sigh, the swords of disaster jumped from the convoy, holding torches in file.

In the darkness, fierce fighting sounded one after another.

Soon, the short fight is over.

Tyles took a deep breath and, at Marina's urging, entered the prison of bones.

Leaving the shining of the moonlight, only the dimness of the firelight came from the peculiar noise of the cell knocking, moaning, crying, yelling, and the noise of prisoners.

"Hey, come and see, there is a good show!"

"Hahaha who is so courageous!"

"What's wrong?"

"Fuck, I seem to see the green skins fall to the ground!"

"Hey, the one who lives outside, what is going on at the door?"

"It seems that the green skins are fighting?"

"I bet ten gold coins. Lear is big and will definitely win!"

"Twenty gold coins, bankrupted Morpheus! He trained in the End Tower!"

"You two smugglers, have a fart gold coin!"

Tyles looked away from the dead guard on the ground and looked up at the place in front of him.

Although the Bone Prison looks like a round and rough Colosseum from the outside, the distribution of buildings inside is quite complicated. Obviously, they only entered one level.

The first thing that catches Thales’ eyes is the hard stone ground, which is hard and rough. A few torches are inserted on the wall made of huge rocks for lighting, whether it is a low ceiling or a passage on both sides. The darkness, or the constant shouting of prisoners in his ears, made Thales feel depressed and uncomfortable.

The chaotic noise came from the arc-shaped passage that was not illuminated by the torches on the left and right, and it was vaguely visible that many arms were sticking out of the fence, shaking to death.

"Damn it, I can't see clearly!"

"Robbery! Someone must have robbed the prison!"

"Come on, there are people shouting robbing prison every week, can you change the story?"

"Then...jailbreaker, help, and open a lock for uncle by the way?"

The Disaster Swords paid no attention to these sounds, and under the command, they dispersed well and entered the darkness on both sides.

Yanzi stopped and turned to Ricky.

"We are here. Of course, there are inevitably some fish that slip through the net. After all, the guards also have to patrol, but this is the only way out."

"According to the information, there are many people detained on each floor," Yanzi took off a torch and gestured to the left and right: "The first floor we have seen is the most, and then the next level..."

But Ricky raised his hand gently and interrupted him.

"That's our business."

I didn't get annoyed after eating the soft nail, but after a lag in his smile, he still bowed amicably.

A few minutes passed, and there were waves of fighting in the darkness~IndoMTL.com~ and the enthusiastic shouts of the prisoners.

After a while, amidst the louder drum noise, many Swords of Disaster came back from the channel on the right one after another with traces of battle. The sharp-eyed Thales noticed that they were There are many newcomers in ragged clothes, who seem to be prisoners in the prison of bones.

Among them, a strong prisoner came to Qi and took the weapon and clothes that Sonny threw to him with a calm expression.

"It seems you are quite used to prison meals," Clay sneered, "Josh."

"Exter, Anrenzo, Ellenbia, stars, different places, but the cells all look the same," the prisoner named Josh put on his clothes, looked around, and chuckled: "It's so fast, I thought you would be very moving."

"Fortunately, we got some unexpected ‘help’." Ricky answered with a smile.

Yangzi blinked friendly.

Russell on the side frowned as he watched the released prisoners.

"You rob prison, just want to let these people go?"

Russell seemed to disagree: "To be honest, just make some money..."

Ricky chuckled and shook his head.

"This is your first time in the prison of bones, Baron Russell?"

Russell was slightly startled.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the drill beside him, who just smiled helplessly.

"Actually, there are two parts to the Bone Prison." Ricky patted Josh who had escaped from prison, turned to Russell and said: "Your Excellency, what you see is only one of them. A so-called white prison."

"And we are going..."

He looked at Josh: "Tell me, you found it."

Josh shrugged, he put away the weapon he had just received, took a torch, and walked forward into the darkness: "Of course."

"Come with me, we have to go down."