Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 191: Different descending (on)
Chapter 687 Different descent (Part 1)
"How did you... find this place?"
So this is what it feels like to face his abilities? Thales thought.
At such a close distance, it seems that even breathing is paralyzed.
But at least he wasn't hallucinating.
Lausanne II did not answer Thales. He first looked down at Slimani who was muttering in his sleep on the ground, and then at Catherine who passed out again. His purpose was clear.
Thales frowned:
"What did he promise you? Is it worth the loyalty of an expert like you to do this shady and dirty job, even drilling into the sewer?"
Lausanne still didn't answer, he put his hand on the hilt of the sword, walked around Thales, and took a step sideways.
Oops.
Thales, holding the dagger, hurriedly turned around to cover the people behind him.
"Money? Official rank? Honor? Even a fiefdom?"
Thales can only try his best to shout: "Or...revenge?"
After the words fell, Luosang suddenly looked at him!
Despite being blocked by the mask and the eyepiece, at that moment, Thales vaguely felt the sharp eyes of the other party.
Fine, hold him back.
Thinking of this, Thales put away his tense sword fighting posture and tried his best to pretend to be relaxed:
"So superficial?"
"I suggest you not to obstruct, Your Highness," Lausanne said, "If you feel uncomfortable, you might as well turn your head or close your eyes."
Thales smiled softly:
"Then I suggest you learn from Charmain Rumba, let go of the **** feud, and focus on a better tomorrow——"
But before he finished speaking, the black-clothed killer in front of him moved and flew behind Thales in an instant!
Grass!
Such a powerful expert still engages in sneak attacks?
Thales was still scolding bitterly in his heart, but his body had already jumped out involuntarily, and JC stabbed Luosang's waist fiercely with the dagger.
Stop him!
But his attack didn't work - almost at the same time, Lausanne turned back like a prophet, made a relaxed and freehand turn, avoided JC's sharp edge, and went around to the other side under Thales' unbelievable eyes .
Oops!
Thales was surprised.
He subconsciously stopped and turned around, but his body couldn't keep up with his consciousness, and he lost his balance in the sudden stop and turn, and fell backward.
Lausan even had enough energy to turn his head and glance at him, before darting towards Slimani on the ground.
Better than a stroll in the garden.
Or a street monkey?
Messi beat Boateng?
Grass!
Thales cursed in his heart, but he could only watch himself fall backwards, watching the enemy get closer and closer to Slimani.
No.
What to do?
How do I stop him?
No!
But at this moment.
[Not enough. 】
Thales trembled all over, and the crime of Hell River in his body burned fiercely, invading his joints and bones.
Grass!
Amidst the crackling and severe pain in the joints, Thales felt that his ankles, calves, and knees, which had been extended to the extreme, seemed to have strength again.
This feels like...
Thales shuddered, and with the help of Hell River Sin, he kicked **** the ground, pushed his body and shot backwards!
It's **** - a twist of fate!
The young man roared angrily, turned around, and the dagger swung in the air, stabbing at the man in black!
Clang! clang!
Amidst the sound of metal clashes, Thales, who swung his dagger repeatedly, finally grabbed his position, standing between Lausanne and the four people who fainted on the ground.
And Lausanne II took a few steps back, the blade in his hand was out of the sheath, and the cold light was shining.
Blocked.
Thales put his hands on his knees, gasping for breath, feeling the sharp pain from his leg joints.
He blocked it.
Although I was affected by the supernatural ability before, my body was sluggish and I couldn't move an inch, but it was much better after I really got started.
It's just that the price is a bit high-Thales has already "overused" the crime of crossing the prison river today, and now he can only feel the joints in his legs moaning and protesting.
No, why is Dead Face's power of destruction so weak?
"It's a good move. It's awkward, but it's effective." Lausanne looked at the tired and painful Thales, and his tone changed slightly, "What kind of finishing power is it?"
OK.
Force him to talk, talk more, the longer the better.
Thales, who was still panting hard, tried his best to squeeze out a smile:
"Guess—"
But before he finished his words, Lausanne set off again, pressing towards Slimani!
Grass!
Thales scolded in his heart.
Too fast!
I haven't slowed down yet!
Mila actually said, what did this guy "not that strong"?
Has the dignified Allend family's Neverwinter Sword started bragging?
But the scolding returned, the tired Thales could only keep up with the opponent's movements, and the dagger approached Lausanne.
Clang!
The next moment, Lausanne's long sword struck out precisely, hitting the dagger in Thales' hand!
Thales was startled.
The strength of the opponent's sword was not too much, not even scratching Thales' skin, but it happened to make the boy's arm tremble and the weapon dropped.
At that moment, looking at the JC dagger that was picked up, Thales froze in thought.
Grass, is it so accurate?
In recent years, he has seen many rare masters in the world, and even fought against some of them. It can be said responsibly that none of them, not even one person, could knock off his weapon so exquisitely and accurately during such a fierce battle, without hurting him at all.
Even the punishment knight, who is full of calculations and suffocating every second, failed to do it.
But Thales has no time to lament the opponent's superb swordsmanship and exquisite moves.
Because after shooting down his dagger, Lausanne II kept his long sword and continued to push towards Slimani!
Oops.
[Not enough! 】
At that moment, Thales frowned fiercely.
OK.
The crime of Hell River is burning again.
He can't stop the opponent's sword, but he can at least...
The next second, the unarmed Thales roared, took the initiative to rush forward, and slammed into Lausanne's sword!
Hoo!
The wind howled, and the sword light suddenly stopped.
The tunnel fell silent.
Thales panted nervously. He half-kneeled on the ground and opened his hands to completely block Slimani behind him.
At this moment, the blade of Lausanne II stopped in front of him, only an inch away from Thales' chest.
The tip of the sword does not move at all, as stable as a mountain.
"When you rushed over, you kept your eyes open from the beginning to the end," Luosang said lightly, "It seems that you are really not afraid of death."
Success, success?
"Your sword is very stable, you can send and receive it freely," Thales stared at the opponent's eyepiece, and squeezed out an ugly smile, "It seems that you really don't intend to hurt me."
The moment the voice fell, Thales felt his eyes sting—as if a sharp knife had been shot from behind the opponent's eyepiece.
There was a moment of silence in the tunnel.
Lausanne II glanced at Thales, then at Slimani who was lying behind him, took a few steps back, and withdrew his sword.
Thales let out a breath.
Damn it, the bet won.
He lowered his arms and took the opportunity to move his joints and relax his muscles.
That's right, the stagnation and numbness of the body are much lighter than before.
That is to say, I have become stronger——no, are you kidding me? It should be said that the effect of the other party's ability...has really begun to weaken?
Thales thought hard.
Lausang stared at the prince in front of him, his thoughts kept going.
It seems that the advance notice that he would not be harmed, not only did not weaken the prince's will to fight, but also gave him a good card, even if he was unarmed.
If he continues to go crazy, use such a suicide interception to block the target, but he can't hurt him...
Well, this is a challenge, even for himself.
The prince.
It's really frustrating and annoying.
And cunning.
Lausanne II held a sword flower casually, and the long sword was flexible in his hand, like a third hand:
"The value of this defender is so high, is it worth your Highness's life in exchange?"
"This is not a transaction," Thales shook his head, and replied casually, "It has nothing to do with utility or his value."
Lausanne II was silent when he heard the words.
"I see."
A few seconds later, he nodded slowly, but his words were ironic:
"I have seen people like you, Your Highness, and I am moved by those noble chivalry virtues and slogans: 'protect the weak', 'guard the good'... It is admirable, but also embarrassing."
Lausanne II sneered:
"It should be known that these preached virtues and slogans are designed to protect and guard. In the final analysis, they are only the 'weak' who obey the strong, and the 'good' who obey the power."
Thales frowned slightly.
"From a certain point of view, you are right. Everything born from the soil of the weak and the strong, whether you realize it or not, is born with elements that benefit the strong and protect the strong..."
Lausan interrupted him, pointing his sword at the defender on the ground:
"Then you should know, Your Highness! The person you have condescended to rescue is neither weak nor kind. A rotten person who dares to act recklessly, fears the strong and bullies the weak, bullies the weak and fears the strong."
Thales was stunned.
Looking at Lausanne's sword, he sighed and nodded
"Yeah, I know, he is, he might be."
But the next moment, Thales stood up with a firm tone:
"But I'm not."
He stared at Luosang, took a step forward, and blocked the unconscious man behind him.
"I can't be."
Lausanne II did not reply.
His eyepiece was still pitch black, reflecting nothing but the dim light of the stove.
Just as Thales took a deep breath and was thinking about what to do next...
"I understand." Luosang said softly, his voice was faint, echoing faintly in the dark tunnel.
Thales looked at the position of the dagger, and said casually:
"Know what?"
"The reason why you protect this guy," Lausanne replied calmly, with deep meaning, "It has nothing to do with his political value, the gains and losses in it, or even anyone or anything, but only about you, only about you Your own choice."
Thales' expression changed.
The way he looked at Lausanne changed slightly:
"Interesting, you really understand."
He let out a breath, thinking of something, a little emotional, but also a little funny:
"Unfortunately, my personal guard captain still doesn't understand."
But at this moment, the long sword of the black-clothed killer appeared again!
Oops!
The crime of prison river roared, Thales tensed up, turned his footsteps, and stopped in front of the sword!
Okay, he understands it - these days, one must be able to carry out sneak attacks to become a master.
But unexpectedly, Lausanne II's long sword just turned around, and the reflected light flickered on Thales' face, forcing him to blink subconsciously.
Not good!
As soon as this thought came to Thales's heart, he felt the light of his opponent's sword fade, and then the wind howled!
I saw Lausanne's black boots hidden behind the sword move and kicked out fiercely. Thales had no time to react, so he could barely block it with his arms.
Boom!
The opponent's kick was strong and powerful, and the angle was very tricky. Thales couldn't stand still and flew off the ground!
Damn it, I'm just like this, broken?
Thales' heart trembled in the air, regretting too much.
I pay too much attention to his sword moves.
What's even more irritating is that Lausanne II, who had finished performing this move, had the leisure to wave his hand to him in the air and make a "goodbye" gesture.
Plop!
With a heavy muffled sound, Thales fell two meters away, only feeling pain in his buttocks.
But he had no time to deal with the pain.
Now, nothing can stop Lausanne from killing people.
No.
No!
Losang stepped forward, lowered his blade, getting closer and closer to Slimani.
"Grass!"
The boy sitting on the ground roared and instinctively waved his arms!
The next moment, JC's dagger left his palm, pierced the air, and shot towards Lausanne II!
Luosang didn't turn his head when he heard the sound, but just smiled softly.
I saw him shaking his wrist slightly, and the blade of the sword met the flying dagger very accurately, exactly.
Thales felt a chill in his heart.
No!
No no no no!
【Not Enough Enough Enough Enough——】
He gritted his teeth amid the boiling roar of the sin of Hell River that nearly burned everything.
Stop him, stop him, stop him!
In the next second, Lausanne's blade met the dagger in the air, but what came was not the expected crisp metal collision sound, but——
"Boom!"
I saw Luosang tilting his head, followed by an unpleasant muffled sound.
"Ah!"
The killer in black snorted and backed away again and again!
His posture was unbearable, his steps were staggering, and he even waved his long sword blindly in the air a few times, blowing out a sharp wind of the sword, as if he was resisting an invisible enemy.
It is no longer as easy and free as before.
After retreating more than a dozen steps, Lausanne II finally stopped, but still maintained a defensive posture, full of vigilance and a little embarrassed.
Thales let out a breath, trembling and struggling, and stood in front of the four of them again.
The tunnel returned to silence, and only Thales' breathing could be heard for a while.
And when JC's dagger fell to the ground, there was a trembling buzzing sound.
In the flames, Lausanne II slowly lowered his long sword and raised his head.
Thales smiled.
I don't know when, the black-clothed killer's night-black eyepieces have been shattered and full of cracks.
The black visor was also damaged.
Lausanne II snorted coldly. He took off the broken eyepiece and pulled off the mask at the same time, revealing a delicate and fair face.
Impossible.
Looking at the shattered eyepiece in his hand, Lausanne turned his head to look at the JC dagger on the ground, unbelievable.
He blocked the dagger just now.
That's right, the experience of wielding a sword for decades, killing more than a hundred games, and beheading hundreds of people told him:
He obviously blocked it.
But why?
Why is he still hitting my eyepiece?
Thales gasped, looking at the man in black who took off the eyepiece and mask:
"Hey, isn't this handsome, why are you hiding it?"
Unfortunately, it failed to cause more damage.
Looking at the dagger that was no longer trembling on the ground, Thales coughed twice in pain, wiping off the nosebleed that flowed unconsciously, feeling helpless and emotional.
Sorry, Mr. Sakern.
I'm... juggling again.
But don't worry, if Shuanghuang catches me because of this, I will definitely not——I won't confess you too soon!
However...
Thales' expression froze, and his attention returned to the present.
If I guessed right, whenever the man in black started to fight, got into a fight, and lost his attention, his abilities would show signs of loosening, allowing his movements to flow smoothly.
If Mallos is right, superhumans have their limitations...
That is to say, even if he is as strong as Lausanne II in front of him, he can't have both abilities and swordsmanship.
For some reason, Thales remembered Ashida's sarcasm:
【It can be seen from this that you can't touch the crown with your left hand, and you can't use magic power with your right hand... Both hands are not in the mix. 】
Humph.
Thales thought unhappily, and flipped his wrist:
A familiar dagger magically appeared in his palm out of thin air.
Lausanne II was surprised, he turned his head:
The dagger on the ground that broke through his defense and smashed his eyepiece has disappeared.
Sure enough, something is wrong.
Maybe some magical weapon.
It seems that those monsters are right: the history and background of the Canxing royal family are really unfathomable.
You can't be careless when facing this teenage boy.
What cards does he have? Alchemy ball?
With this in mind, the black-clothed killer was fully focused and on guard.
Thales adjusted his breathing, recalled the "trick" just now, and tried to distribute the finishing power reasonably.
So what I have to do is to use various methods to distract the other party, so that they are too busy to care about others, and it is best to burn out.
So that Glover and Rolf behind them can wake up as soon as possible!
As for how long this process will take and how much it will cost...
Thales swung the dagger vigorously, trying his best to forget the pain and soreness on his body.
Lausanne started pacing around Thales, carefully looking for the position of the shot, no longer the leisurely look that he had the chance to win before.
"Okay, Your Highness, you have already fought."
The black-clothed killer who showed his true face said coldly, with a lot of fear in his tone:
"You proved your attitude, showed your benevolence, and established your image as a master. This guy will die without regret."
Looking at Slimani on the ground, Lausanne II spoke bitterly:
"But if this continues, I won't be able to meet the employer's requirements—it's very likely that I will accidentally hurt you."
"In this case, it can be seen that your employer is not that important," Thales smiled softly, and quickly replied: "It's not like you can't be flexible about his request, right?"
Lausanne II frowned.
"Then why can't you be more flexible and report to Zhan En that 'the defender ran away' or 'the prince saved him'?"
Thales' eyes sharpened:
"It should be noted that no matter what price he gives you, I, the heir to the throne of Star Kingdom, can give you double."
Well, at least in the name of the king.
But Luosang just twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.
Seeing that the other party was indifferent, Thales tentatively continued:
"Well, if what you're afraid of is that he will give you a free high seas ferry ticket..."
At this moment, he heard the sound of turning over from among the fainted people behind him.
Thales was refreshed.
Great.
They're starting to wake up!
He only needs to hold on for a while, attract attention, and let the other party be busy and focused, so that he has no time to use his abilities...
"...Then I, I mean the royal family can provide you with enough protection..."
But in the next second, Lausanne II interrupted his thoughts with a cold voice:
"What I want, Your Highness, you can't give it to me."
"Then wait for me to be crowned king!" Thales said loudly.
Lausanne II remained silent, his eyes focused on the dagger in his hand.
"Of course, if you can't wait, you can't wait," Thales took a deep breath, raised the dagger, smiled, and tried to attract the other party's attention, "then you might as well help me and speed up the journey to the throne." Handover process?"
Lausang closed his eyes, he was silent for a long time before opening them.
"Interesting, Polaris," the black-clothed killer stared at him in the faint firelight, "you and your well-clothed peers—whether they are shrewd and self-interested, pretending to 'play big chess', or pedantic or self-important and rebellious—it’s a little bit different.”
"And you, Lausanne II, you are different," Thales continued, "You are not a leek. Why are you so serious, is it not good to wander off occasionally to catch fish? Why are you willing to be exploited and used, why do you take the risk of offending the future king to wipe the **** of the tricolor iris—"
Before the prince's shouting was over, Lausanne suddenly approached!
But Thales had been prepared for a long time, the crime of prison river surged, and JC shot out the dagger!
Ha, he has learned it now, this level of sneak attack...
The sword of Lausanne II went straight to the dagger in the air.
But in the next second, the figure of the black-clothed killer moved sideways for one meter strangely, completely defeating the dagger!
Thales frowned: The opponent's figure suddenly accelerated so much?
Clang!
JC's dagger fell to the ground, clanging.
And Lausanne continues to attack at high speed!
Damn it.
Thales took a deep breath, took a step forward, and swung his left hand out—the JC dagger miraculously appeared in his palm again, flying towards Lausanne who changed direction!
This time, Lausanne II turned sharply again, and the dagger barely passed in front of him, shooting into the darkness.
The killer in black turned around:
Thales raised his right hand vigilantly, and the dagger appeared in his hand for the third time out of thin air.
Losang narrowed his eyes.
Not copying daggers, not changing orbits, not optical illusions, but...
Very well, next time, he knows how to deal with this troublesome prince.
At this moment, Thales finally heard the people behind him wake up, gasping for breath.
But unexpectedly, it was a crisp female voice.
"No, Kehame, I'm not interested in this... Hey, how did I get here..."
Is it Shirley?
Thales frowned slightly.
Golover and Rolf haven't woken up yet, and the female boss...
You so-called battle-hardened fellows, are you not as good as a pampered young lady?
Heilei struggled to sit up from the ground, his tone changed from confused to shocked:
"Ah! What happened? Who is he?"
Thales sighed, but he had no choice.
"Don't panic, Wyana, listen to me," he held up the dagger, while alerting Lausanne in front of him, while reminding Shilae behind him, "Go wake them both—no matter what method you use."
Hile stared, looked at Thales, and then at Lausanne II, in disbelief.
"You are killing them, Your Highness," Luosang said lightly, "I only promised not to hurt you."
Thales gritted his teeth fiercely.
Grass.
Of course he knows that!
But...
Thales snorted softly~IndoMTL.com~ pouted his chin backwards:
"Hurt? Do you know who she is?"
Losang said nothing.
"I see."
Heilei quickly understood the current situation, took a deep breath, and stood up.
Thales was relieved:
"Yes, you wake up Rolf first, I mean the dumb one, and then ask him to beg quickly..."
But in the next second, Miss Kevin Dill ignored the unconscious Rolf on the ground, but jumped up and ran away!
"Good luck!"
In the dim light of the fire, Xi Lai trotted towards the dark and dark tunnel, not forgetting to wave behind him on the way:
"Come on!"