Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 163: Moral Returning

Far away.

Thyls watched the penalty knight's axe indifferently, and disappeared in front of his eyes along with the dim corridor.

He is slowly rising again.

It's like losing gravity.

This time, the prince managed to keep his sense in the void of unknown time.

He tried his best to recall the anchor, follow the teachings, and guard himself.

I just need to go further.

No need...knocking.

Trying to keep calm, he said in his heart.

Countless scenes flashed in his consciousness, the ruined walls in the abandoned house, the humble kitchen of the sunset bar, the magnificent terrace of the Hall of Stars, the snowflakes in the birch forest, the fire in the palace of the Heroes...

Leave the Bone Prison, or even the Bladefang Camp, as far as possible from Thackerel.

Farther away!

But just when he thought so, a strange burning sensation came from behind!

It's like someone lit a fire on his back!

Tyles' face changed.

Not right.

At that moment, he instantly got out of "out of control"!

It's like waking up from a dream.

The indifferent attitude of everything disappeared, and the emotion of surprise filled the brain.

No...

In a few tenths of a second, the burning sensation became stronger and stronger.

It spreads from the back to the whole body, and then slowly evolves into a sense of tearing and cutting.

In that second, Thales couldn't help twisting his face and exhaling in pain!

This long-lost but familiar feeling...

Is it...

Oops.

He thought of something, and his heart felt cold.

Thyls, who was still suffering from burning and tearing, only felt that his body was heavy, and in the next second, he slammed into the ground!

"Boom!"

In the muffled sound, Thales ignored his painful knees and forehead, and turned over like crazy, shaking off his rucksack!

Damn, damn!

It's like a piece of charcoal burning red.

"Damn it!"

Marina's angry voice rang in her ears, as if she had just made intimate contact with the ground: "What happened!"

"Wow, ahhh axe—wow!"

In the darkness, a panicked cry from the fast rope came from his side.

"Huh?"

There was a whirring sound, and it sounded like the fast rope got up from the ground:

"Is this...Hell River?"

Tyles exhaled hard, feeling the burning sensation on his back slowly disappearing.

But another sensation spreads to the nerves.

Pain.

The Star Prince gritted his teeth breathlessly:

"Yes, here, it is, Hell River... and I am, yours, the ferryman..."

He touched the ground and sighed inwardly.

So...

They are not out of danger.

"Thyls!"

Quickline heard his voice, he was overjoyed, and he became more suspicious:

"But why, why do we all see..."

In panic, only a slight rubbing sound was heard, an abrupt firelight appeared in front of his eyes, making the fast rope subconsciously block his eyes.

In the darkness, Marina lit a small torch, got up from the ground cursing, and wiped the dust from her face: "Damn it!"

"Where are we..."

But her words did not continue.

The peculiar smell in her mouth and nose and the surrounding environment made her recognize their location.

The female swordsman in red soothes the neck strangled by the penalty knight, frowning:

"Are we... still in the prison of bones?"

Thyls didn't reply, his face was pale and trembling slightly.

The fast rope, which had restored his vision, gently lowered her hand, glanced at Marina with a dazed expression holding the torch, then turned to the young man who was lying on the ground and panting to his side, his face sinking.

"What just happened?"

He faded away from confusion and lifted Thales from the ground, who was obviously in poor condition, and let him lean against the wall:

"Where is that uncle? And, and your friend wearing a mask?"

Tyles panted hard, endured the increasingly severe pain, and squeezed out a word:

"This is the'little magic' of the Tower of Alchemy. You might as well understand it as a mechanism in the prison of bones that can transfer you to different places..."

Marina was slightly surprised.

Thyls tried to squeeze a smile.

But the expression on the fast rope didn't have the usual joking, the rookie mercenary squatted in front of Thales at the moment, looking at him quietly.

His eyes are deep and thoughtful:

"Little magic?"

The appearance of the fast rope reminds Thales of his true identity.

"Yes, so, I just used it...ah!"

Tyles couldn't talk any more, and the more severe pain hit his chest, making him sweat and his lips trembled.

Oops.

Although there is no reference to other magicians of the same kind, whether it is the carriage assassination on the King’s Road six years ago, the magic gun attack under the Broken Dragon Fortress, or the accidental knock on Giza in the Dragon City, or Ashida’s warning when he parted, these experiences have taught Thales a truth:

In the face of crisis, you must not have no alternative but to resort to mysterious magic.

The burden and damage of the "out of control" state to the body should not be underestimated. It will also gradually increase with the increase in the magnitude of the magical energy involved. Once it reaches the level of "knocking", the accompanying cost may even be deadly.

So Thales is very grateful to Toros.

The most mysterious man he has ever encountered is also the best magician for himself.

Thanks to his generosity and patient teachings, I managed to find the "anchor" and be able to stay sensible (perhaps too sensible) in the "out of control", and get rid of the magic of the past. It is out of control and is bound to knock at the door of the dangerous dilemma.

But even if Thales succeeded in avoiding knocking and avoiding the heartbreaking and heart-wrenching use of mana in the past, the cost of "out of control" should not be underestimated.

According to the experience of the enemy brazier just now, he stays in the magical "out of control" state for no more than a few minutes, and will be awakened by sudden pain, interrupting his strange ability.

But Thales knew that when he had just escaped under Thacker's axe, it was not the aftermath of magic that interrupted him.

but...

Tyles clutched his chest and looked at the other side in disbelief: Marina still gave him a rucksack lying quietly on the ground, revealing a small crossbow arm.

Time crossbow.

Legendary anti-devil armed forces.

Damn it.

They were still in the prison of bones, the reason they couldn't escape...found it.

It seems that next time he will never enter "out of control" when he has this thing in his hands...

Thinking of this, Thales throbbed again, his expression distorted.

"You look...bad?"

Marina noticed the prince's unusual pain, and walked suspiciously holding the torch.

"Hurt by that lunatic?"

No.

It's just the sequelae of the forced use of magic energy, and the rejection of that crossbow.

Tyles wiped a sweat, trembling and forced himself to bend his mouth:

"Yes."

"He is very heavy."

Quickline remained silent.

Marina leaned down and picked up a silver-edged sword from the ground.

"This is Ricky's sword."

Marina's brows slowly frowned under the firelight.

Tyles' heart tightened again.

Marina fixedly looked at him, her eyes getting colder and colder:

"I saw the mark on that lunatic's face, just like Samuel—what happened to Ricky and the others?"

Tyles tightened his lips, and while suffering from the pain, he had to deal with the person in front of him. This really made him exhausted, just thinking that his head was going to be bigger.

What can he say?

Sorry, your boss, got a hole in the head by my friend?

"He..." he hissed.

At this moment, the fast rope screamed!

"No!"

The rookie mercenary stared at Marina, pointed at Thales on the wall, and said in horror:

"He's... your nose is bleeding!"

Tyles touched his nose subconsciously, and as expected, his hands were wet.

Oops.

It's the same again.

He was dizzy, leaning against the wall, shaking and sliding down to the ground.

Marina frowned.

The fast rope went to the ground two steps in shock, holding on to Thales.

"What's wrong with you?"

"This," the prince smiled feebly:

"Ha, the Canstar royal family, it's more or less different."

The star royal family.

Marina's face became gloomy again when she heard this phrase.

"No, we have to do something, he doesn't look good."

Quickrope looked worried, he turned to Marina:

"This lady? Please follow this side a little bit, I will look for his luggage..."

Marina looked at Thales with complicated eyes, then looked at the sword in her hand, and finally sighed and came forward holding the torch.

"The prince with the surname Canxing."

Looking at Thales, who looked painful, Marina said softly:

"Just now, you saved my life."

"Why?"

Thyls pulled the corner of his mouth as hard as he could, and squeezed out a few ridiculous words in a cold sweat:

"Maybe, maybe because I don't like killing people? Maybe, but also because you are a woman and still beautiful? So according to the knight novel, I am destined to have a soft foot..."

Then put you in my harem.

Tyles felt another pain in his heart, causing him to tighten his facial features again, and bit this horribly long joke in his mouth.

But Marina ignored his teasing, and the girl who had been violent before was not angry.

She just looked at him quietly:

"You know, we have grudges—whether it's the past of the Scarlet Years or the holidays in the tavern."

Thyls snorted coldly. He was tortured by the pain and didn't care about his tone:

"So I have to kill you? Or stand by and watch you slain?"

Marina paused, her face struggling.

"But your father will."

The female swordsman in red hesitated and said: "It's like 18 years ago when he ordered my family to hang."

Now Thales is speechless.

But the next moment, Marina seemed to have made up her mind. She suddenly raised her head and stared at the prince with scorching eyes.

"Cyber ​​Norfolk," the girl whispered:

"He is my uncle, a member of the Starlight Legion, and the guard of the late Duke of Star Lake John—and the man who murdered him."

Talston was taken aback.

Cyber ​​Norfolk.

And the Duke of Xinghu.

What do you mean?

Tyles stared at her blankly, distracted, the pain in her body no longer seemed so unbearable.

"You..."

"Listen," Marina stared at him, her eyes eagerly, like she was staring at a life-saving straw:

"If you go back to Star City, Prince Thales, if you are really different from your **** father, if you really care about the blood of the innocent..."

"Please keep track of this matter and find out the truth."

Marina's eyes slowly turned red, and Thales was at a loss:

"Find the truth about the assassination of Duke John in Sodara in the Scarlet Year."

Duke John...

Thyls frowned.

"My father, Lanzar Norfolk, heir to the Honorary Earl of Norfolk."

"He had been secretly serving the Kingdom's Secret Service until he was on the gallows," Marina gritted her teeth and trembled:

"On the third day of King Eddie's assassination, and also on the eve of Duke John's assassination, his father released a letter raven in private."

"This is my only clue for many years."

Thyls shivered slightly.

The secret branch of the kingdom.

The third day of King Eddie’s assassination......

That means...

"I have been wandering for many years, alone and lonely, I can only grasp all the strength and use all means, but I can't find anything, I can't do anything," Marina's lips trembled, her chest ups and downs, as if her emotions were suppressed:

"But you are a prince and a future king, you must do more than me."

"Please."

The last word, Marina was almost red eyes, biting out of her teeth, not knowing how much struggle and struggle she had experienced.

At this moment, the voice of the express rope came from the luggage:

"What did I find, Thales, you might need this..."

There was another pain, Thales closed his eyes tightly and waved his hand:

"I'm fine, I'm old and sick, I just need to take a break..."

Next second.

"Boom!"

A muffled noise came suddenly, making Thales subconsciously open his eyes!

"Dangling."

The flame trembled and fell to the ground with the sword.

Marina lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

On her side, Quickline retracted her palms seriously and stunned her.

Thyls was stunned.

At that moment, the torch shone from the ground, and the face of Fast Rope looked so cold and deep.

"Quick rope, you..."

Quickline didn't answer, he just leaned in silently and pulled up the unconscious Marina.

"Can you hold it?"

Quick rope faintly, dragged Marina aside: "Or you are going to die in the next second?"

Thyls looked at him blankly.

"Why—" The prince's question was only half-talked.

He saw what was in the fast rope's hand.

That is a special black crossbow.

Winding the strings and preparing arrows, the momentum is ready.

"Why did you ask?"

Quickline picked up the torch in one hand and walked forward coldly.

"So are you telling me the truth?"

"Tyles Canstar?"

Thyls bit his teeth.

The truth...

I saw the fast rope alone holding the torch, shook the crossbow in his hand, and looked at him coldly:

"What exactly is your ability?"

At that moment, Thales only felt stiff body and heavy tongue.

In a trance, even the aftereffects of losing control are no longer so uncomfortable.

He just watched the solemn fast rope quietly.

Quickline looked back at him silently.

After a while, Thales sighed under the firelight.

He turned his head, under the double pressure-the pain of the body and the stare of his companion-with difficulty:

"I said, this is a rare kind of magic. After the Star Kingdom took this place as its own..."

Quickline sneered.

"Magic?"

He asked coldly, shutting up the rest of Thales.

"Listen, Thales."

Quickrope stared at him:

"It may be ridiculous when I was young, but I was also raised by the Lord's family anyway, and I was a decade older than you, maybe more..."

"Especially after becoming an heir, I learned more unusual knowledge."

The fast rope squatted down gently, with a serious look in his eyes.

The fire approached, and the hot torches made Thales a little uncomfortable.

But his heart is cold.

"I know who that man is and what he means by those words."

The fast rope is calm and authentic.

As if this was just a homely conversation.

But only Thales knew that at this moment, the aura exuding on the fast rope was so indifferent, the tone was so sharp, and the eyes were so scary.

"I also know why you suddenly changed from a weak teenager to a cold killer."

"I even know the reason why you are so painful now."

At that moment, Thales seemed to no longer know the person in front of him.

It is as if this optimistic, open-minded, humorous mercenary quick rope has turned back to the compassionate and resolute, enemy king who left everything behind.

Molar Walton returning.

"More than six hundred years ago, there was an extremely terrible disaster in the battle of the end. As long as it is on the battlefield, our ancestors will inevitably fail repeatedly, without hope."

"Because that disaster can predict the future and know the unknown."

Molar sneered:

"From the weather of the next day, to the angle of the rising sun, to the enemy's every move, the future of the world is in its grasp."

Foresee the future.

Thyls breathed in a trance.

There is such an existence in the magician?

Molar shook his head and said:

"How do you defeat an undead monster that holds all the future and possibilities~IndoMTL.com~ in your hands?"

At that moment, Thales' breathing froze.

"Until the birth of this weapon."

Moral looked at the pitch-black crossbow in his hand, with an unclear emotion in his eyes:

"It was used by a Northlander. After the war, he was loyal to Exter and King Nekaru."

"So many years later, this crossbow came to the hands of King Nunn I, and he was given as a testimony of the'Neckar Oath' to the remotest and most difficult city of Qiyuan among the ten territories—— Although I just recognized it, this is the most special legendary anti-devil weapon in the Dragon Spear family."

"The Crossbow of Time."

The next second, Moral stood up coldly.

He held the trigger, raised his trembling arm, and aimed the crossbow arrow at the boy in front of him.

Thyls's face was blue, but he just pressed his chest tightly.

"You are a magician, Thales."

Moral's eyes flickered, and his cold voice snapped:

"A disaster."

"It's like the disaster that ruined everything six hundred years ago."

Thyls closed his eyes gently.

Finally.

This day, it's still here.

"Like six years ago," Moral's voice trembled slightly:

"The one who destroyed Longxiao City and killed my father..."

"Disaster."

Cut off a chapter first, and make a chapter shorter. The new editor threatens Wujian with his pectoral muscles: soon, there will be no recommendation! (Runs away crying) (crazy) So who is "more"! I really don't know her! Also, I have been conceiving the plot these days, and I really haven't indulged in "Doomsday Paradise", nor have I read out the seven monthly passes (sincere face) because of this-do you have to change the monthly pass? I have seven!