Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 154: Stalemate

[Title: The Kingdom of blood Chapter 154 of the impasse: No Man's sword]

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The brazilian brow furrowed deeply, the assassins looked uncertain, and Yordel remained silent.

But for Thales, this is not hesitating to have the biggest surprise today.

"Sacker, uh, sir," Thales endured the blood and odor from Sacker, ignoring what the other party is now: "You understand the situation we are facing now. Are they..."

"Ah."

Sacker snorted, shook his head, and turned his attention away from his painful left hand to the person in front of him.

"The Shield of Shadows," the penalty knight spoke in an authentic tone, with a gloomy tone:

"It's really unforgettable."

As soon as Thacker shook his head, his forehead diverged to both sides, and Yaozi finally saw the brand on the opponent's forehead.

At that moment, Yaozi's expression became extremely ugly.

He suddenly realized who this person was.

"Oops."

The leader of the assassin murmured, signaling his subordinates to retreat slowly, and even Yodel was bound by their chains to move.

Thinking of the other party's identity and reputation, Yaozi became more nervous and vigilant.

Luck is really bad.

He glanced at Thales secretly.

In contrast, Thales was refreshed, rejoicing for the good luck at this moment: "Then you..."

But Thacker shook violently!

He looked down like he was tortured, covering his face with pain and shaking all over.

"Ah, that's enough!"

I saw Sacuel staring at an empty corner beside him with a bad tone: "I know what to do!"

Thyls was taken aback.

The penalty knight panted quickly, staring at the corner with serious thoughts.

It seems that there is someone there.

Talking to him.

"I'll try... be careful and cherish my limited time to get out of prison... I'm so **** hungry." The veins of the back of his hand holding his forehead looming, he gritted his teeth and communicated with the non-existent With.

Looking at Thacker who suddenly behaved abnormally, Thales sank in his heart, took a small step back subconsciously, but stood still again.

No.

He can't stand back.

Yordel is still in danger.

Tyles looked at Yordel in the distance again. He still held the Supreme Sword in his hand, struggling with all his limbs, and never gave in.

Strangely, he shook his head imperceptibly at Thales.

On the other side, the eyebrows of the drill who observed all this trembled, thoughtfully.

"Are you okay? Another world?"

Tyles took a deep breath and tentatively asked the long-faced man next to him.

Sacuel took a few deep breaths, his face turned from blue to red, returning to normal.

"It won't get in the way," the penalty knight closed his eyes and pushed his forehead hard with his palm, convulsing every time he said a word:

"Like the training in the past, when you tried to resist Tony's attack, the hateful instructor was still yelling in your ear, as if you were not busy enough..."

Nothing in the way?

Tyles glanced at him worriedly and suppressed the words in his heart.

He is in this state...

Can it work?

But he glanced at Yodel again, trying to shake off the hesitation and fear.

He has no choice.

"Well, can you..."

Tyles once again entered the senses of hell, trying to find flaws in the opponent's formation.

The prince fixedly looked at Yodel:

"Save him?"

Sac'el's breathing gradually stabilized, he opened his eyes and looked forward with exhaustion and wounds all over his body.

His eyes passed over the assassins, and over the captured Yordle.

"Killing is easy. But saving people? This is another matter." The penalty knight seemed to have just recovered from his unconscious state, and his words were breathing intermittently.

Tyles' eyes darkened.

The brazier re-stucked the awl and dagger in his hand, and his eyes flashed, not knowing what he was thinking.

"And they are a lot of people, kid." Saker frowned.

He looked down at Thales and said coldly:

"Once we fight, I can't protect you."

Yordel in the chains shook sharply and shook his head resolutely.

Thyls was startled slightly, then smiled.

"Don't worry about me, Mr. Thacker," Thales looked firm and raised his weapon to the assassins. "You only need to save him."

"I can protect myself."

At that moment, he suddenly felt that the sword in his hand was no longer so heavy.

Sackel squinted slightly.

"Your Highness!"

The drill on the other side suddenly said loudly:

"Are you sure this is a good idea?"

He once again showed a gentle smile: "I believe we can negotiate a settlement."

Thyls snorted lightly.

"Aren't we negotiating," the prince stepped back, throwing off Ricky's long sword, pulling his iron body, coldly said:

"Use a sword, not a mouth."

The face of the brazier sank.

Sackel was silent, looked at Thales, then at Yordel.

"How important is he to you?"

The penalty knight asked indifferently: "Would you lose your life?"

Thyls curled up his lips.

"Sacker."

"How important is your guard brother to you?" The prince laughed.

Sackel was silent for a moment.

The brand on his face quivered slightly in the faint flames.

"Don't die," the penalty knight looked at the enemy in front of him, coldly bit the dagger in his left hand in his mouth again, and said in confusion:

"His Royal Highness Who Knows No Name."

At that moment, Yaozi's face changed drastically!

As soon as his "no" was uttered, Sackel's figure flashed, bullying him!

In the sound of the fierce wind, he took the four men who bound Yodel!

Sac'el, who is full of weapons, is not fast, but the momentum and swiftness at that moment cannot be underestimated.

The prepared shadow assassins reacted very quickly, and immediately jumped out of the darkness four or five figures, and intercepted the long-faced man.

At that moment, Thales clearly saw from the **** senses that there were scattered orange-red rays from within Thacker's body.

Compared with the surging power of Araka, Sonia, and Nicolae that are connected together, covering the whole body, the power of the end of the man in front of him seems intermittent, and things are scattered, like the stingy rain in the desert, here One point, one drop there.

Unorganized.

But Thales changed his mind immediately.

No.

It's not without rules.

Thyls' heart moved as he watched the orange-red light change its trajectory.

First, gather on the waist and left hand.

"Shit!"

A wind broke through the air!

As soon as Thaker took a step, he didn't know that the prophet turned sideways, avoiding a crossbow arrow that swept across his nose.

He raised his left hand, and the throwing axe on his back shot out to the ceiling on the upper left.

"Huh!"

With a muffled hum, an assassin holding a crossbow threw himself to the ground from the darkness.

The first one.

The waste of poor accuracy.

Sack Ellen counted silently.

The penalty knight stopped the move, and the three assassins had already caught up with them. They lied to Thacker's side, one from the left, and two from the right, and the sword shot!

The fourth assassin went head-on, holding four handleless daggers in his right hand!

Seeing that Thaker was besieged by four people, Thales, who was watching, breathed tightly.

In the field of vision, the orange-red light is bright and dark, intermittently covering the calf, right hand, back of the penalty knight...

At that moment, Sackel paused and stomped heavily on the ground!

I saw him spin around agilely, crossing the enemies on the left and right.

For a moment, Thales thought he had seen Kingdom Fury smashing into the enemy line alone.

But the penalty knight neither charged with anger, nor did he break through at all costs.

Neither did he struggle to bleed, in exchange for injury.

The middle-aged man shook his shoulder suddenly, and the quiver on his back and the two swords in his right hand flew out instantly!

The quiver flies towards the enemy coming from the front, and the sword shoots towards the two assassins on the right!

"Shit!"

With a soft sound, the quiver hit the flying dagger, torn apart, and a bundle of crossbow arrows scattered in the air.

"Boom!" "Ding!"

The two sword blades pierced into the ground and stopped just right in the path of the two assassins on the right, forcing them to adjust their posture or step over.

The moment the three assassins paused for a while, Thacker shot the only one left.

I saw a peculiar rotation of the penalty knight, slammed into the arms of the assassin on the left with a tricky angle, and accurately grasped the opponent's dagger arm!

As if hugging a lover, Thaker leaned his head against the opponent's neck, and the short sword in his mouth trembled slightly.

"Puff!"

The assassin groaned in pain, watching the dagger in his mouth cut his throat in disbelief.

The second one.

Slow fool.

Sacker thought lightly.

He released the dagger in his mouth, licked the scratched corner of his mouth, grabbed the hand of the assassin holding the dagger, and turned around to give it away!

"Shit!"

On the right, an assassin who was forced to leap by a long sword on the ground couldn't avoid it, watching his companion's dagger plunge into his chest and abdomen in disbelief.

The third one.

The blind man with no eyesight.

With no time to rest, Thaker, who silently evaluated the enemy, stretched out his right arm, and took advantage of the momentum to pick up the poor worm with his chest and abdomen pierced, and pushed him forward like a shield!

The second assassin on the right gritted his teeth and was about to push away his companion's corpse, but unexpectedly, a **** straight-bladed saber pierced out of the corpse’s back, unavoidably Straight into his throat!

The fourth.

No brainer fool.

Sackel still looks calm.

His right hand loosened the saber that pierced the two of them, and after touching his waist, his left hand caught a dropped crossbow in the air and threw it at the assassin straight ahead with his bare hands!

"Clang!"

With a soft sound, the assassin fended off the flying arrow, but was shocked to find that a hammer had come before his eyes during this breath.

"Pop!"

The crisp sound is like an egg being smashed.

Even Thales could not help shaking.

The fifth one.

Cowards who hesitate.

In the horrified gaze of the remaining assassins, Thacker retracted the hammer and drew a dagger from his arm. He silently completed his evaluation of the only damage in the battle.

"Tick."

The last crossbow arrow in the quiver fell to the ground, witnessing this flash of lightning and flint.

Tyles held his breath unconsciously.

This guy...

Flying axe hitting the enemy, long sword intercepting, short sword breaking the throat, dagger stabbing the heart, saber deceiving the enemy, to the final hammer head breaking the skull, all this happened almost at the same time.

Thyls suddenly had a feeling: Facing the five assassins, when the power of ending in his body surged like sand, Thacker didn't attack the crowd with one enemy and many.

Rather, he divided into five people and faced five opponents.

No matter which side, you can do it one-on-one.

His palms, his arms, his waist and shoulders, his legs, every part of his body, and even the cumbersome weapons all over his body, all seem to have their own consciousness. , At the moment when the power of the end broke out, they woke up separately, danced without a teacher, and faced enemies in different directions:

Some block the enemy's path, some lure the enemy deep, some resist damage, some counterattack in time, and some resist the victory.

What's more, looking at the assassin’s dagger that pierced his companion’s arms, the saber that penetrated the corpse, and the crossbow arrows scattered all over the place, Thales felt: everything that happened every moment on the battlefield, accidents too Well, even accidentally, it can immediately become a weapon and a bargaining chip for Thaker, and a **** for him to lay the victory.

The man Thales looked at Thacker blankly, he was not just alone.

He is simply... a man is a majestic military camp, a well-coordinated military formation, and a well-trained army.

No matter how many people he faces, he has the chance to win, fearless, and calmly respond to the enemy.

Sackel didn't stop, he stepped forward and rushed towards Yordel.

No.

Yaozi's eyebrows trembled, and he couldn't believe that there really is such a thing in the world, one face-to-face solution to the existence of five people.

That's a shield of deceit that has been strictly trained since the orphan era, and shot extremely accurate!

How is this...

The brazier who was also shocked by the scene before him gritted his teeth and hissed in the distance:

"Quick!"

"The boy!"

Following his orders, two assassins who circumvented the battle took advantage of the time when Thackerel could not be cloned, flew by and took the prince!

Here it comes.

Tyles' scalp tightened, he looked at enemies from left to right, and shot his sword.

The crime of the prison river came like a tide, and time slowed down again.

"Clang!"

Tels was able to stop the aggressive blade of the first enemy, and was about to avoid the sharp edge. The chain on the second enemy's hand had already flicked the wind and came to his ear.

Damn it!

Tyles squatted from left to right, avoiding the blade first, and then resisting the chain in pain. He couldn't even organize a decent counterattack, and the long sword in his hand almost didn't get out.

Just like... in the desert, the attack comes from all directions, one can stop one, but two can't be prevented...

Damn it, I just watched Sackel play an enemy for a long time, so relaxed and comfortable, taking the enemy's offense as his own advantage...

But I really wait until I face this moment...

Tyles took a deep breath, but suddenly his heart moved.

Wait.

With one enemy and many.

Sackel.

Take the enemy's offense as your advantage?

Slowing down time gave Thales room to think:

The enemy on the left is holding a short blade, which is obviously going to fight in close quarters. He is forced to advance and retreat while holding a long sword, and he is forced to draw a distance.

The enemy on the right has an iron chain in his hand. It should be ready to wait for him to retreat in a hurry and capture the prince alive.

One long, one short.

So...

On the other side, Yordel, who was locked by the chain, changed his previous silence and anxiously shouted at the penalty knight approaching:

"Sacker!"

But they are too far away, no matter what they do, they are too late.

But Thales moved at this moment.

The crimes of the prison river flooded the prince's arms and waist, making him a spiritually low posture, a side cut in the "cold attack style", facing the enemy's blade.

"Clang!"

The eyes of the enemy holding the short blade move, and attack!

But he was surprised to find that Thales’ sword was soft and effortless.

This is...

Without waiting for him to react, Thales retreated in the next second, drove his opponent, and faced another fierce chain together!

Seeing the companion and the target enter the range at the same time, the assassin holding the iron chain suddenly stopped offensive.

The whistling in Thales' ears is no longer sharp.

Now!

Without the threat of the iron chain, Thales gritted his teeth, the crime of Hell River disappeared without a trace, and the twist of fate, the most proficient imitation in six years, originated from the bone!

"Shit!"

The prince’s retreating long sword stabbed out inconceivably against the trend, avoiding the blade in front of him, and pierced into his chest in the assassin’s surprised eyes!

Damn it!

Thyls clenched his teeth and felt the enemy's short blade stick on his shoulder, painful.

The assassin's trembling eyes met Thales.

Finally collapsed feebly.

As he watched, the eyebrows of Yaozi jumped.

Not right.

The peculiar end power, and this kind of decision in battle...

The fighting power of this prince...

Seriously inconsistent with the intelligence given to him by the Northerners, that "a little clever thin boy"!

The brazier gritted his teeth fiercely: Damn the brainless Northlander!

The wind of the iron chain sounded again.

Thyls didn't have time to rest, so his blood-stained hands supported the enemy's body, turning and pushing hard!

"Pop!"

The iron chain of the second enemy slammed on the shield that Thales launched, entangled for a few times and returned without success.

Tyles took the opportunity to hold his shoulders, rolled out of the danger zone, endured the pain and gritted his teeth and raised his sword again.

The enemy was very surprised at the sudden death of his companion, and threw away the weapon again in anger.

But he has no chance.

"Hey!"

A crisp sound.

The enemy holding the chain trembles slightly: A crossbow bolt has penetrated his neck for a long time.

The blood-stained Thales looked back in surprise.

On the other side, Thaker, who knocked down one person again, released his hand and dropped a crossbow that had been fired.

At his feet, the last crossbow bolt that had just fallen to the ground was gone.

The penalty knight said to the prince coldly: "It's a good fight."

Talston was startled.

The seventh.

Sacuel glanced at the assassin holding the chain, and said silently:

Nervous idiot.

Trash, idiot, blind, fool, coward, idiot...

Sacuel continued to rush towards the enemy, but couldn't help but contemptuously said: Under the hands of the Far Easterner~IndoMTL.com~The Assassin of the Shield of Shadow is obviously so terrible...

But during the years I was in jail...

Are they weak to this point?

Thoughts flashed, and Thacker was unimpeded all the way, and only the four people who bound Yodel were left in front of him.

Seeing that success was imminent and he was safe, Thales could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Until the brazier, who was almost out of hole cards, roared, he passed all his subordinates and rushed forward!

But at that moment, the restrained Yodel struggled and lost his voice:

"No!"

Unexpectedly.

Sackel, who was unstoppable before, seemed to be desperate, but when he was one foot apart, he stopped.

The situation returned to calm.

Sackel and Yaozi stared at each other in silence, with a heavy expression on one side and a fierce look on the other.

Huh?

"Sacker?"

Tyles leaned his sword, wiped the blood on his face, endured the pain and walked forward: "How..."

But the next second, Thales was also stunned.

I saw Thacker standing in front of the drill, his body tensed and his eyebrows furrowed.

The brazier is quite embarrassed, he is full of savage faces and raises his right hand.

That is...

Thyls saw clearly what was on the drill: a metal sphere engraved with intricate patterns.

The prince understood something. He looked at the small space around him and shuddered suddenly.

"Alchemy Ball."

Sachel slowly put down the saber in his left hand, disgustingly:

"This is why I hate mages and their restless legacy the most."

In front of him, Yaozi smiled.

"Yes."

The leader of the assassin shrugged:

"Six years ago, when Teng saw it."

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