Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 179: Ghost Tunnel

Chapter 676 Ghouls Tunnel

In the alley, when the heroic Prince Thales took a deep breath and planned to stand up to show his heroism and save Slimani, Shirai grabbed him.

"Wait, there are three of them, what are you going to do? Stab their **** with your little sword?"

Tales took a dagger and raised his eyebrows.

"According to change."

Well, he really didn't think about it.

"According to change?"

Miss Kevin Deere looked sarcastic: "Yeah, it's really reassuring to hear."

The three swordsmen got closer and closer to Srimani, who was limping against the wall and struggling to escape.

Tales sighed:

"If they take...they'll kill him, something has to be done!"

Sheila hesitated:

"Okay, look at me."

Tales was startled and grabbed Xile, who was about to go out:

"Wait, what can you do, and what are you going to do? Magic them?"

Xilae subconsciously tore away the gloved hand and rolled her eyes upon hearing this:

"According to local conditions."

According to local conditions...

Tales was **** off:

"Wow, that sounds as reassuring."

At this time, another accident happened at the other end of the alley.

"Wow! Happy celebration guys!"

The expressions of the three swordsmen changed, and they turned back cautiously.

"Happy!"

"Cool!"

"Keep drinking!"

"Drink up the Emerald City!"

"It's like **** a mother-in-law!"

The noise came, and the exit of the alley was full of shadows, lively and noisy, accompanied by a large number of people singing in unison:

"La la la la la la la la la la, proud sailors drift far away!"

"The pirate was in a panic!"

"Go back and arch the owner off the boat!"

"You own the treasures and jewelry!"

"La la la la la, la la la la la..."

Singing with unpleasant melody from far to near, a large group of men in short shirts and wine bottles crossed their shoulders and staggered into the alley, where the wine was sour.

Tales and Hillary looked at each other: This might be an opportunity.

Slimani, who was struggling to escape, was overjoyed when he saw this, but the leading swordsman frowned. With one look, his two companions clasped the defender and turned around to face the new group of drunkards.

"Who are you?"

The first man was drunk, his hair was disheveled, and he burped. He finally managed to hold on to the wall to stabilize his body.

"Our four followers? Four followers? Hahaha, hahaha!"

He was apparently hungover, delirious, and squeaked, with the heavy accent of the South Shore Country:

"Brothers, Da, Da, Dasheng tell them, we, we, our four followers, the four Senmo people?"

When the voice fell, his group of teetering companions who supported each other cheered and raised their arms in response:

"The Bravest Man!"

"The cutest person!"

"Sailor!"

"Crew!"

"Drunk!"

"The coolest guy!"

"First mate's slave!"

"Wipe the deck!"

"The merman's father!"

"Girls' dreams!"

"The owner of the boat!"

"His ancestor!"

"His son-in-law!"

"His wife's lover!"

"The lover of his mistress!"

"His son's father!"

"His mother's husband!"

"Pirates - bah bah, sea treasures!"

The alley was narrow, and the howls of this large group of people were so deafening that even Thales and Shiley, who were hiding in the back, couldn't help covering their ears.

"Alright, alright, I got it, the sailors ashore, right? Let's go now..." The leading swordsman looked disgusted.

But the Southern-accented alcoholic sailor waved the bottle like a baton in a chorus:

"We four—"

His fellow sailors raised their hands in unison:

"Wyah Warriors!"

The three swordsmen, as well as Slimani, who was captured by them, were distorted.

Wait.

What kind of warriors?

Huh?

Tales and Hillary looked at each other, both surprised.

"Help - woo!" Slimani's eyes lit up when he saw this. He was about to cry out for help, but a swordsman roughly clasped his mouth.

"What, help?"

A sailor poked his head dazedly:

“Help for what?”

The leading swordsman silently stood in front of him, arching the sailor back:

"It's okay, he's drinking too much."

"Oh, brother, drink too much? Drink too much!"

The other sailor shook the bottle and approached the swordsmen cheerfully:

"Cheers, Happy Queen's Day!"

Well, that voice sounds familiar?

The more doubtful Thales listened, the more wrong he felt.

He clawed at the wall, secretly showing half of his head, and entered the senses of hell.

"Of course, happy Queen's day, happy." The leading swordsman responded in embarrassment, trying to squeeze through the crowd to leave, but was grabbed by the shoulders of a sailor in front.

In the senses of hell, Thales took a closer look:

The man who shakes the bottle and hangs his shoulders with the swordsman, although he smells of alcohol, his clothes are simple, his hair is messy, and his face is dirty...

But that face profile, height and body type...

Isn't that the first-class **** officer of the Star Lake Guard, His Excellency Danny Doyle?

Tales was stunned.

"Come and have a drink for our great Duke Jann!"

I saw D.D's eyes blurred, hooking the swordsman's neck with one hand and holding up the wine bottle with the other:

"Wishing him good health!"

His companions complied.

Tales squinted his eyes: This group of alcoholic 'sailors', some were noisy, some were open to help, some were sloppy, some pretended to be drunk, and some were silent, but he knew them all , respectively, "Single King" Nehi, "Old Kong" Kongmuto, "Bronze" Kusta, "Gao Lao" Francozuk, "Civilized Courtesy" Morgan, "Old Pi" Pi of the Star Lake Guards Loga...

There are about eight or nine people in total, um, and a few guys I don't know, probably alcoholics who went to the streets to get the wine money.

But they...

"Of course, if you're healthy, you don't need to drink, thank you, we're in a hurry, let's go..." The leading swordsman was a little embarrassed, and took D.D's hand quietly.

He beckoned, and two companions threatened the terrified Slimani from left to right, preparing to squeeze out of the crowd.

But at this moment, D.D suddenly said:

"Hey, boss, that's not right! I know this guy!"

He staggered two steps exaggeratedly, hiccupped, and pointed to the leading swordsman:

"Here! Everyone! The person you're looking for is here!"

Huh?

The next second, the crowd parted, and Morgan stepped forward angrily and grabbed the swordsman:

"You! It's you, you **** my wife, didn't you?"

The three swordsmen were stunned, and the leader was even more confused:

"What?"

I saw that Morgan was also drunk and snorted:

"It's you! Yesterday I went home with great difficulty. You were in her room and lied to me that you were here to repair the wardrobe, but I still believed it..."

The headed swordsman's expression changed:

"No, you must be mistaken..."

"You're right! You said it was too hot in the closet, so you had to be naked to work, and I **** believed it...but you can't get away today!"

"I don't know your wife at all!"

"Okay, you don't know her at all, yet you can still be together!"

"I—I don't even know you!"

"Fuck! You don't even know me, yet you still **** my wife! You're a scumbag!"

The swordsman roared out loud:

"I didn't **** your wife!"

"That's what the last person who came to paint the walls said so!"

Morgan responded with equal viciousness, unequivocal and unequivocal: "But I won't be fooled again! I won't!"

"I think you're here to make trouble - get out of the way!" The leading swordsman pushed Morgan away.

But not to be outdone, Morgan held down the opponent's arm, D.D greeted him next to him, and the "sailors" flocked to the swordsman and Srimani and began to push and shove.

"Who are you not good at, dare to **** my sister-in-law?"

"Our sister-in-law!"

"Everyone's sister-in-law!"

"Don't touch your feet!"

"Apologize! Lose money!"

"Compensate my sister-in-law!"

"Let's go!"

"No! You can't go without telling me!"

"You got the wrong person!"

"That's what the last gardener said!"

In a short time, the alleys were crowded back and forth. Although the swordsmen were well-trained, they had nowhere to start, let alone raise their weapons.

"What's the situation?" In the dark corner, Hillary looked confused.

The senses of **** suddenly moved, and Thales raised his head sharply:

On the edge of the eaves in the distance, a monocular was retracted.

But this does not prevent Thales from recognizing that it is Itariano in the Star Lake Guards. The latter is trusted by Mallos.

The conflict in the alley became more and more uncontrollable. Finally, the last swordsman holding Srimani released his hand, and the defender fell to the ground and crawled forward with his head covered.

The leading swordsman saw this scene and shouted anxiously:

"No, no, stop him!"

But before he finished speaking, Morgan's fist covered his head:

"Don't think about leaving!"

The "sailors" adjusted their positions tacitly, just missed Slimani and gambled on the three struggling swordsmen.

Seeing Slimani slowly crawling in their direction, inch by inch, Shi Lai's eyes widened in disbelief.

At this moment, a greeting came from behind Thales:

"Hey you!"

Tales and Shireziqi turned their heads warily, but were surprised to find that the person standing behind them was Wyah - the real Wyah.

And the prince's valet changed his clothes and wore a small leather hat, and now he looks like the little brother next door who is out running errands to work.

"Wai--" Thales was about to blurt out subconsciously, but stopped abruptly.

Sheila narrowed her eyes.

Wyah - the real one - took a deep breath and stepped forward.

"You!" Wyya said angrily.

Oops.

Tales suddenly remembered that he sneaked out to act alone, and hadn't communicated with Wyah beforehand.

Just like last time in Longxiaocheng.

The attendant stared at Thales angrily, his chest heaving, obviously angered by the prince's private ideas:

"Wyar the Magician?"

Xilee's eyelids twitched and she consciously stepped back half a step, giving the stage to the remaining two.

Tales was a little embarrassed to be stared at by the real Wyah:

"That—"

But before the prince had time to speak, Wyah took out a purse and buckled it into Thales's hand.

"You dropped something."

Huh?

Before Thales could react, Wyya hummed angrily, turned to leave, and disappeared at the end of the alley soon after.

Only Thales was left holding the purse blankly, at a loss.

"What's that?" Hillary leaned over curiously.

Tales raised his head, looked at the position where Itariano was monitoring, then looked at the "sailor" who was pushing with the swordsmen behind him, and finally looked at the direction in which Wyah disappeared.

"That's... a safety rope," he stammered.

Safety rope?

Sheila understood and sighed:

"The little princess."

Tales looked unhappy:

"You! I'll figure this out for you later... now it's our turn."

The next moment, when Srimani finally climbed out of the crowd, climbed to the end of the alley, and raised his head like the rest of his life, he saw a shabby boy and a flower girl standing in front, smiling at him.

"You, you, it's you! Those two jugglers just across the street!"

Hilla tilted her head: "Huh?"

Tales shrugged, "That's right."

Slimani didn't recognize the two people whose images had changed drastically, but he remembered something and looked horrified:

"You're right about shaving! You guys really have a problem—"

"Yes, we have a problem, we follow you, we have ulterior motives, we are foreign forces, and we are half a million people walking," Thales pulled him up from the ground and said impatiently, "So, you Are you willing to follow us now, or follow the group of people behind with military-controlled swords?"

Slimani was dizzy, but he understood the last sentence.

A man with a military control sword...

The defender looked hesitantly at the alley behind him: a group of big men were still pushing each other, sweating profusely.

"Tell you to **** my wife! Fuck my wife! Fuck my wife!"

"Only I can do my wife!"

"Yes! Our sister-in-law is the only one who can do it..."

Slimani turned his head, swallowed, and gave an ugly smile.

Soon, the three figures disappeared into the alley, leaving only a group of big men shouting one after another.

I don't know how long it took, the three timid and hidden figures - Thales, Xilai and Slimani, finally appeared in front of another street fork.

"It must be Kaquere, the bastard, he betrayed me."

Slimani was limping under Thales' help, and his thoughts were out of his mind:

"I thought he was protecting VIPs and could know more inside information, but... dammit, I helped him so much in the past, let him soar to the guard hall, and I regarded him as a friend..."

"Yes, long live the friendship - there are two vigilantes ahead turning left." Thales responded one after another, while vigilantly watching around with his hellish senses.

Sheila deftly turned the corner and led them onto another street that was not patrolled by vigilantes.

"And the duke, he's actually going to kill my mouth--oh," Slimani stomped his feet in pain, forgetting the injury on his foot, so the pain was aggravating, "I did it for him. So much, but he..."

"Hey!"

Sheila couldn't take it anymore: "Concentrate, okay? Great Advocate, we're saving your life, no, running for it!"

Slimani then came to his senses and looked at the two beside him.

"Magician Wyya? Wyah? Yes, I'm a little familiar with this name. It seems that this name has appeared somewhere. Yes, it's the guest list of the Battle of the Fight. You are, you are..."

Slimani's expression changed and his hands trembled:

"You are the prince's people?"

Tales frowned, but Hillary answered before him.

"Yes, we serve the North Star," Sheila blinked mysteriously and poked Thales, "If the stars are—"

Tales reluctantly connected with a shit-eating expression:

"The empire, that, lasts forever."

Slimani remains vigilant: "Then why have I never seen you in his escort?"

Tales coughed: "Uh, secret service."

Secret service...

What did Srimani think of when he diverged from his thoughts? He covered his mouth and his eyes were terrified: "In the dark, you, you are from the secret department of the kingdom?"

This time it was Shi Lai's turn to frown, but Thales quickly cut the conversation.

"Yes, we are from the Secret Service, Dear Mr. Slimani," the boy put on a mysterious look, "The stars shine—"

Xilei gave him a displeased look and took over:

"It's dark in the dark - don't waste time, get back to the point!"

"You...you guys do this when you're young?"

"What's the matter, Scarlet Witch has been working in the darkroom since she was eight years old."

In front of the incredible Slimani, Thales coughed:

"Now, tell me, what is the secret behind the death of the wine merchant Dagory and the wool merchant Diop? What does it have to do with the Duke of Southbank? What did you find out, and why did Jenn kill you?"

"I found it, found it..."

The name of the secret division is a bit scary, and Slimani lost his mind for a few seconds before replying with difficulty.

"I, this little brother Wyah of the Secret Division, I'm sorry, I, I can't tell you."

Tales raised his brows.

"Don't tell us? Okay, then go and tell the Duke," Sheila answered cooperatively, she pulled Thales's hand from the defender, "You just need to stay here and wait. That group of people can just find you."

Slimani's face froze.

Tales nodded and whistled:

"Perhaps the Duke will listen to you on a ship on the high seas?"

Slimani's face is even more ugly.

Tales and Shi Lai exchanged glances and walked side by side without hesitation, leaving Slimani standing there blankly.

Seconds later, the defender figured out something and sighed.

"Okay, I'll tell you guys!"

Slimani reaches out to them:

"But I can only tell His Royal Highness the prince in person, only after seeing him!"

When Thales heard the words, he could not help but turn around to clear his throat and straighten his collar:

"Ahem, in fact, you're standing in front of you—"

But Srimani continued counting his fingers reluctantly:

"And keep me safe! Instead of being chased by a group of mercenaries dancing with knives and swords like now!"

He looked at Thales stubbornly:

"Anyway, I won't speak unless I'm safe!"

Tales and Hillary looked at each other.

"But—" Thales was about to speak, but was interrupted.

"His Royal Highness Thales is a high-ranking man with a lot of time and money. Where does he get so much time to listen to you in person?" Sheila said softly, but Thales always felt that there was contempt on the corner of her mouth when she said this.

"I'm not a fool, because he has a high position and doesn't care about us little pawns... Once I say it, I'm even more worthless!"

Slimani said indignantly:

"Trust me, what I know is of great help to your master! If Polaris knew, he would be able to hold Duke Jenn, the Kevin Deere family in his hand, and think If the Duke bows his head, he will not dare to look up, and if he wants the Duke to go west, he will not dare to go east, and if he wants to marry Miss Shiley, the Duke will have to give her sister's hands and give her a dowry in person!"

Um...

Tales raised his eyebrows, while Hillary snorted coldly.

"So, when I see the prince, I can guarantee absolute safety and the safety of my family before I can tell you about it."

Tales sighed.

There seems to be no good way.

Let's just settle down first--maybe, let the polite Morgan go and have a chat with him?

"Now I have to escape from the Emerald City, no, I am escaping from the South Bank Territory, or even from the kingdom, to a far country," Srimani said, the more worried he became, "Oh no, this is my home , my career, my life, my job, it's ruined, ruined, ruined..."

Having no time to deal with Slimani, who was holding his head in pain, Hilla looked at Thales:

"Okay, where are we going now?"

"If you sneak back to the Kongming Palace..." Thales pondered.

"No! No! Can't go to Kongming Palace!"

Slimani woke up, shivering: "No! Duke him, he will...high seas, boats..."

Looking at him like this, the prince and the young lady looked at each other.

Shi Lai shook her head: "Not in the street either, there are vigilantes, there are Jade Corps..."

Tales nodded: "There are also the eyes and ears of the Blood Bottle Gang. There are many people with eyes, and they will be discovered."

"Yes," after a few seconds, Hillary frowned, "follow me."

Ten minutes later, Shi Lai turned around, took Thales and Slimani, who were described as embarrassed, to avoid the crowd, walked through the streets and alleys, and came to the back of a high wall. There was a lot of noise, but there were few people in front of the wall, and the surrounding area was overgrown with weeds.

"Where is this?" Slimani asked innocently

"Your safe house."

Sheila pulled up her sleeves and clapped her hands. She opened up a pile of weeds and pointed at a slate exposed below: "Open it."

Tales looked at the heavy slate and looked at Slimani.

"Why, do you want me to do the hard work?" The eldest lady was righteous.

Tales and Srimani flattened their mouths. The two found a wooden pole and pried open the slate together.

The slate was removed, revealing a pitch-black hole, and a stench hit, Slimani immediately covered his mouth and nose with a disgusted expression.

"This is, the sewer?"

Sheila stepped forward, lifted her skirt, and smiled:

"Why, have you humiliated your identity, Great Advocate?"

When the voice fell, Xilai jumped dexterously, and the whole person jumped into the bottomless hole.

Leaving only the surprised Thales and the disgusted Slimani, at a loss on the ground.

"What are you doing?"

The girl's voice came from the entrance of the cave: "The sewer is still going to the open sea, choose it yourself!"

Well, it seems safe.

Tales scratched his head.

Just...how does she know so much?

Slimani looked at the hole and sighed:

"Why are you so disgusting as spies?"

"Yes," Thales just got down, when he was smoked back by the stench of the hole. He covered his mouth and nose, looking unhappy, "We are so disgusting."

He pointed towards the hole:

"In order to prevent you from escaping, would you please first?"

Slimani covered his face in pain and jumped into the hole in resignation.

"Have you landed to the end?" Thales shouted towards the hole.

"It's here!"

Slimani's voice came back from the hole:

"Hey, my legs! Damn, this is really stinking below - ah ah! No, help!"

Hearing that Slimani's voice suddenly turned into a cry of fear, Thales couldn't help being surprised.

"What's the matter? Slimani?"

"No no no! Help! Don't! Don't! Stay away from me!" Slimani grew alarmed.

"In the end—"

Tales looked left and right subconsciously, and then he remembered that Shi Lai had already gone down first.

Damn!

This place was found by Hillary, what the **** is going on down there, what's going on?

The entrance of the cave is so dark that even the senses of **** can only hear the sound of water.

After a few seconds, Slimani's voice disappeared, and no matter how much Thales shouted, he did not reply.

Tales gritted his teeth hard.

No way.

The boy took a deep breath, held his breath, and jumped into the dark hole!

Clap!

Splashes everywhere.

Damn.

Tales cursed in his heart, covered his mouth and nose, and shook the foul-smelling sewage.

No accident, he stepped into the knee-deep sewage,

Unexpectedly, the sewers were not so dark that they could not be seen. In fact, the walls on both sides of the sewers were covered with fungi of indescribable types, some of which glowed faintly blue. Light up the sight a little.

Tales held JC tightly and stood up carefully.

Where's Sheila?

Where's Srimani?

Crash.

The sound of footsteps stepping on the water came into my ears, and after walking for about ten steps, Thales finally saw Slimani in the dark: he knelt on the ground with his head in his arms, His forehead pressed against the wall, shivering.

"Slimani?"

Ignoring the rotten stench all over his body, Thales raised his footsteps with difficulty and moved forward in the sound of rushing water.

"What's the matter? Shi-Wyana?"

At this moment, Thales tightened his scalp and stopped!

In the dark, the senses of **** return unusual information:

Breathe.

Yes, breathe.

At this moment, before and after the sewer, there are one, two, three, four, five, six...

There are more than a dozen different breathing sounds.

Front, back, left and right, all around him.

And the most recent breath...

"Woo~Lu~woo~"

In the darkness, Thales swallowed his throat, his whole body tense to the extreme.

"Woo~Lu~woo~"

In the darkness and tension, Thales sighed and turned around reluctantly:

A pitch-black monster, at this moment, was quietly parked a foot away behind him.

Tales got a headache:

What are you doing?

Again?

Soon, the **** senses dispelled the darkness in front of his eyes, allowing him to see the monster clearly:

It has a distorted face, a **** mouth, everted teeth, a crooked nose, and eyes as small as two black dots, which look ugly and uncomfortable.

"woooo, woooo..."

At this moment, it made a terrible breathing sound, and two disproportionately huge arms stretched out from the water on both sides, slowly approaching Thales.

Tales frowned, but this time, the battle-hardened man had expected it, and the fear in his heart had weakened a lot.

Okay.

This ugly face is, well, not as scary as the faceless Cork with no eyes and no nose.

"Xi - stop playing! Didn't you say you wouldn't scare me anymore..."

Tales sighed, reached out and grabbed the hair of Shi Lai's new holster, pulling it down with force.

But in the next second, the ugly monster in front of me let out a terrifying roar!

"Woooooooooooooo!"

Tillsten was shocked and heartbroken at the same time.

This is also... too realistic, isn't it?

But before he could think of anything, the ugly monster in front of him waved his huge arms and slapped Thales hard!

At that moment, Thales felt like he had hit a wall.

Bang! Whoa!

After the collision and the sound of water, Thales, who flew out, got up in the sewage with his eyes full of gold stars.

What's the matter?

"woohoo, woohoo!"

The monster roared, its twisted face even more uglier.

Tales gasped in pain.

How powerful is such a monster?

But isn't that Hillary...

The next second, Thales' thoughts were interrupted.

"Fizz--"

“Swish—”

"Roar-"

With the roar of the monster, there are echoes one after another in the sewers|beast roar, tearing, crawling, puking, sucking...

One is more spooky than the other.

And they have only one thing in common:

Not a human voice.

What are you doing?

Thales' face was pale, he subconsciously raised the dagger and stepped back until his back touched the wall.

What is this place?

The sewage underfoot rippled and sloshed back and forth.

Shhh!

The water splashed and sprayed Thales all over his face.

But it's not the worst.

A monster covered in spikes and carapace, dragging an arthropod tail and several limbs climbed up from the water, revealing a full face full of tumors.

"Ah, ah, human flesh! Human flesh! Human flesh!"

The half-human half-worm monster twitched its limbs at him and made a sharp male voice:

"Water ghouls, eat human flesh!"

Fuck!

Tales was shocked. He ignored the sewage on the ground and rolled away from the monster.

No no no...

What the **** is this...

"Wyana!"

With panic and fear, Thales got up quickly and shouted at the surroundings:

"Where are you!"

But the crime of the prison river returned what it had seen and heard, which made Thales even more frightened:

Under the dim light, there are shadows on both sides of the sewer, and all kinds of non-human monsters appear one after another:

Some monsters emerge from the sewage, and the breathing holes on their backs discharge the sewage, one by one;

Some monsters stretch out tentacles from the corners, looming;

Some monsters fell from the ceiling and rolled forward;

Some have worm heads, staring at Thales, some stick out two heads, twisted all over, and some have thin and long hands and feet, almost stick insects;

There are also monsters with seven or eight hands that don't wriggle around their bodies...

Slowly, but firmly, they headed towards Thales.

"No no no - help!" Slimani cries from the other end of the sewer.

But Thales didn't have time to take care of him. He looked at this extraordinary sewer in disbelief and tried his best not to tremble: "Here, what exactly is this place?"

"Where?"

The nervous Thales turned around instantly!

I saw that half-human, half-insect monster with a sharp male voice rolled its tail, slowly came behind him, and let out a piercing smirk in the dark:

"Welcome, Humans! Welcome to our meal!"

Additional meal?

Following the monster's words, a louder and more disorderly roar came from the sewers.

In the distance, the ugly-faced monster that knocked Thales into the air just waded out of the water.

Tales was stunned.

No.

I saw the monster slowly raise a pair of huge arms, revealing the person lying on it:

It's Hilla.

At this moment ~IndoMTL.com~ Cecilia Cavendell is lying feebly on the giant arm of the monster.

In a coma.

Blood.

Let's be slaughtered.

"No!" Thales exclaimed.

"The setting sun hates us, Kevin Dill betrays us, the Emerald City despise us! Only **** and demons, only witchcraft and curses, only fear and hatred accept us!"

Accompanied by the roars of the same kind, the half-human, half-worm monster's laughter is extremely frightening, echoing in the sewers:

"So, for thousands of years, we, who have been cursed, have fed on human beings!"

Its open limbs wiggle back and forth like a mouth before eating:

"Humans, welcome to the ghoul tunnel!"

(End of this chapter)