Black Sword stared at Thales' resolute face for a long, long time.
"That's right." Finally, Heijian nodded slowly, with an ordinary smile on his lips: "You are indeed a shining star."
At that moment, Thales was shocked and his eyes widened suddenly!
He grasped the Purifying Edge in his hand tightly.
"you……"
"Ah, if at this moment, I still can't guess your identity," Heijian shook his head with a half-smile, "Why are we still talking about finding a magician?"
"Your Highness Thales."
The next moment, he was held firmly by Heijian with his right arm!
"Hold your sword!"
Hei Jianhan said in a cold voice. He quickly jumped onto a half-collapsed roof in the direction of Kilika and jumped away.
In surprise, Thales felt the sound of wind whistling by his ears.
He knows his identity.
Thales couldn't help but think of King Nun and Asheida's words.
[The leader of that mercenary group has strange skills...]
[With a strange long sword...]
[Map of Fuxing Palace...]
[You are the assassin who killed the crown prince, aren’t you...]
Thales's heart was pounding.
What will he do?
But he couldn't turn back.
There was an overwhelming sound of explosions in the distance.
It was as if Kilica was angry.
"What are we going to do?"
It took a while for Thales to react. He suppressed the tension and shock in his heart and asked tremblingly.
"What should I do?" Hei Jian used his good right arm to hold him in his arms, and without stopping, he kept thrusting forward with his weak body.
"Blood Magician," the second prince frowned: "That guy... I saw with my own eyes that she couldn't be sealed by the legendary anti-magic weapon..."
"If we can't seal her... relying on those extremely weird abilities, if we want to fight her face to face..."
Uncontrollable worry surged in Thales's heart.
"Of course there is a way," Black Sword said with certainty: "There has never been an enemy that cannot be defeated - that kind of creature only exists in knight novels, and its name is 'Protagonist'."
"Ah?" Thales was stunned for a moment: "What can I do?"
"First of all," Black Sword turned dexterously to avoid a tentacle that loomed in front of him: "You have to change your mind."
Thales was slightly startled.
Change...brain?
"You think you are weak, don't you."
Black Sword lowered his head and let his voice float along the wind to Thales's ears: "Do you think the chance of winning against that guy is very small?"
Thales opened his mouth, took in a mouthful of cold wind, and spoke tremblingly.
"Isn't it?" Thales hugged the Purifying Frontier tightly in his arms and said with some depression, "I am very weak."
"Facing such an enemy...except for you, let alone me, even the super-level guys are insignificant."
Hei Jian heard this and sneered unmistakably.
"What I just said in front of Aixida is actually far from finished." Black Sword's words suddenly became a little serious: "And now, please listen to me."
Black Sword paused and stopped in front of a low wall. Beside them lay a pair of lovers who were motionless and hugging each other.
"No, little guy." Black Sword's tone was extremely cold.
The sound of houses collapsing again was heard in the distance.
It seems the battle is fierce.
Facing Black Sword's stern look, Thales suddenly felt inexplicably nervous.
Just listen to his categorical statement:
"You are not weak at all."
This time, hearing Black Sword's unquestionable tone, Thales was truly stunned.
"Do you think you have no power and are vulnerable? Anyone with a little ability can manipulate you at will?" Heijian lowered his voice and hid with him behind the low wall, listening to the roar coming from not far away.
Voice.
"Then why are you still standing here?"
"I..." Thales was at a loss for words: "Am I lucky? Occasionally a little clever? I can get away with it every time..."
Heijian's eyes were narrowed to a thin slit, but the light revealed inside was as compelling as ever.
A few seconds later, the leader of the Brotherhood said in an understatement, but without any doubt: "Only the truly weak will regard pure strength as proof of strength."
Thales raised his eyebrows.
"For the truly strong, strength is just embellishment."
"The real strength does not lie in how many pounds of heavy ax you can swing, nor in how fast you thrust the sword, nor in how strong the bow is, nor in how accurate the blade is." Seeing Thales frown, the black sword only slightly frowned.
After a pause, he continued expressionlessly: "It doesn't even matter how many thousands of troops you can command and how many strong cities you can conquer."
"I have seen extremely powerful people who are famous all over the world die in humiliation in a beggar's sack, and I have also seen powerful lords fall in despair under the ax of their servants," Black Sword's pupils gathered as he spoke.
The chill is overwhelming: "I have even seen an arrogant magician being frightened by a frail and sick girl, causing him to panic and lose his footing."
Thales took a deep breath, raised his head, frowned and whispered: "Extreme realm, lord, even magician... It's just a coincidence. In a very rare situation, combined with some impossible luck,
Only then will they have a chance to die in the hands of the weak..."
However, as Thales spoke, his voice gradually weakened.
He was a little dazed, watching Black Sword slowly shaking his head.
"You're right," the ordinary man breathed out: "Coincidences, situations, luck, opportunities, etc. - all of these combined are what determine the difference between strong and weak, superior and inferior, winner and loser.
The key to the difference.”
Thales opened his eyes wide and was slightly startled.
"you mean……"
Heijian slightly raised the corners of his mouth, as if looking at a naughty student: "A truly strong person regards all factors that determine victory or defeat as his own strength."
The sizzling sound disappeared in my ears.
The next moment, the figure of the black sword rises from the ground again!
Thales closed his eyes tightly, feeling the frost and snow coming towards his face.
But Black Sword's words still reached his ears word for word, and they were clear and unmistakable:
"The truly strong ones turn disadvantages into advantages, disadvantages into advantages, death into vitality, and absoluteness into uncertainty. They turn the enemy's strength into its weakness and infinitely magnify their own strength."
"They seek hope in desperate situations, win reversals from losses, sublimate good times into victory, and turn unexpected events into their own help."
The footsteps of the black sword stepped over a fallen man, and the pain of suffocation still remained on the deceased's face.
They turned around an alleyway that was half missing.
The sounds of fierce fighting ahead are getting closer and closer.
In the cold wind blowing on his face, Thales couldn't help but said, despite the cold and strong wind, "But..."
But Black Sword did not allow him to interrupt, but continued to speak.
"They spread out the chessboard in the vast world, using all living beings as chess pieces, and all things in the world as chess grids. They turned seemingly simple battles into a supreme game of chess to determine the outcome." Black Sword took a deep breath and looked up.
Xiang Tiankong: "This kind of person turns the enemy's reliance into mine, and regards factors including the enemy, himself, the situation, and luck as bargaining chips..."
"This kind of person holds everything in his hands, takes the world into his heart, and has the whole situation in his sight..."
"Only those who are qualified to be called," Black Sword lowered his head, and the profound meaning in his eyes made Thales freeze unconsciously, and listened quietly to what he said:
"The real strong man."
The sizzling sound of Kilika has become clearly audible, even getting closer.
There was silence between the two for a while, with only the snow on their faces reminding them of their situation.
Thales slowly opened his mouth, gritted his teeth and hesitated for a while, then he finally spoke.
"But," Thales showed a wry smile, which made him look rather haggard: "For a foul existence like a magician, no matter what the conspiracy, no matter how many factors are considered..."
"The effect is limited."
"You are wrong again." Heijian said with a cold face.
Black Sword made a sharp turn, hugged Thales in his arms, and slid the shovel across a dry and frozen ditch.
This movement was a bit hasty, and Thales felt dizzy.
"Even those guys who seem to have unparalleled power and can destroy cities and countries with just one move, making them invincible and even immortal..."
Having said this, Black Sword seemed to look around the surrounding ruins intentionally, but Thales could only squint and try his best to reduce the impact of Black Sword's movement on his sense of balance.
"If you can't do this," Heijian slapped the ground with his left palm, jumped up, raised his head, and hummed softly: "He will still be a weakling - at best, he will be a relatively strong weakling."
The multi-headed snake in the distance is so close and clearly visible.
"Didn't it find us?" Thales was a little nervous.
"I have my own methods," Black Sword glanced at him nonchalantly: "How do you think I survived the hands of the Blood Magician?"
They stopped again, Black Sword stretched out his hand, touched the ground, and closed his eyes slightly.
It's like feeling something.
But his words rang out again.
"In short, to the truly strong, they - even those disasters, even their seemingly unstoppable power - are just a slightly larger piece on the chessboard after all."
"As long as this big chess piece is gently removed from their chessboard due to everyone's reasons," Black Sword retracted his hand that touched the ground and gently tapped the Purifying Edge on Thales' hand, with a precipitated look in his eyes.
Wisdom and shrewdness: "These so-called 'invincibles' are useless and even laughable and despicable."
Thales lowered his head thoughtfully.
Heijian took a deep breath, his eyes wandering and deep, as if he was caught in the memories of the past.
Just listen to his ethereal tone:
"Have you ever seen an extreme swordsman who lost his arms and cried and collapsed after waking up?"
Thales was slightly startled.
The Black Sword continues:
"Have you ever seen an elite scout who traveled thousands of miles and became drunk and depressed after his leg bones were broken?"
"Have you ever seen a high-ranking official who has lost his position of power, living crazy in the countryside and becoming crazy every night?"
"Have you ever seen a famous general who commanded thousands of troops and was once convicted, but his hopes were cut off in prison and he died in depression?"
"Have you ever seen a thousand-year-old noble who was deprived of his surname and gave up on himself like the most desperate beggar?"
"Have you ever seen a terrifying disaster with unparalleled power and boundless power, trembling and fleeing in front of a small legendary anti-demon weapon?"
"I've seen it before," the man said calmly.
Thales's breathing began to become heavier and thicker.
"Ah," Thales breathed out softly, showing a tired smile: "Goldfinger dependence syndrome."
"But they are not the only ones I have seen." Heijian didn't understand what he said, and just took a deep breath, as if concentrating.
"I have seen a prince who fell into the enemy's hands overnight, had his legs broken, was stigmatized, and became a humble slave. He spent two years overthrowing the slave owner, led a new army, and traveled thousands of miles to return to the royal capital.
legend."
"I have seen weak women who have been deprived of all their strength and have no strength to restrain themselves. They can move around like the wind among malicious enemies. They use their soft laughter and graceful appearance, and their eloquent and eloquent words to kill people without being seen.
, breaking the army in an instant of terror."
Thales said nothing.
Heijian frowned slightly and pressed his palm to the ground in another direction.
Black Sword's keen perception fed him extremely precious battlefield information.
Someone is confronting and dealing with the blood magician.
two.
Based on this situation - it is very likely that he is a guy with legendary anti-demon weapons.
The opportunity is good.
But it's not the best opportunity yet.
Be patient and wait.
"That's the real strong man." The distracted Black Sword came to his senses and nodded slowly, seemingly confirming the safety of the path ahead.
"The existence of such a person is free from all constraints of strength, power and status - no matter where he is placed, he can shine. Even the smallest ant can shake the supreme god."
Thales frowned slowly: "Are you the same kind of person?"
Black Sword fell silent.
"No," the man said in a low tone, "I can only be considered one of the people trying to catch up with them."
"But you, little one."
"You have such potential," Black Sword turned his gaze, his eyes cutting through Thales's face like a blade: "I was surprised by your performance on the cliff."
Thales' eyes widened.
"You have fewer chess pieces than anyone else, but you try your best to seize every useful and useless factor, hold on to every possible bargaining chip, and land the most critical piece, thus changing the entire battle."
"Little guy, just based on those points, you are better than most people in this world," Black Sword observed the scene in the distance - Kilika's figure was already close in front of him: "They are all stronger."
"You are a strong man. You can find a way to escape from the adversity just now and remain standing - this is something that many so-called extreme strong men cannot do," Heijian whispered: "Then you
That’s why we must firmly believe in this and unswervingly implement the attitude of being a ‘truly strong person’.”
Thales showed a suspicious expression.
"On the cliff, that was your plan," the second prince defended: "From the initial probing attack to the moment you held me hostage to look for opportunities, I even doubted that you accepted my suggestion in the end - throwing me off the cliff.
As part of your calculation, don’t forget the climbing rope you prepared a long time ago..."
"'Key son' or something like that," Thales curled his lips: "Just don't comfort me."
Heijian's face froze.
"I am here to encourage you..." Heijian, who looked unhappy, coughed lightly: "And - don't interrupt."
Thales showed a sly smile.
Black Sword sighed.
A man's roar reached his ears from the direction of Kilika.
Thales hesitated a little. He wanted to stick his head out to see the scene outside, but was pulled down unceremoniously by the black sword.
"In comparison... those who regard pure strength and power, the single factor that determines victory or defeat, as the supreme holy scripture to distinguish the strong and the weak... have long been outdated."
"The era of one-on-one duels between knights has gone too long. Sadly, even if crossbows can shoot through iron armor, horses' hooves can crush flesh and blood, trebuchets can break through city walls, and magic guns have roared," Black
Jian exposed half of his head and looked outside, his eyes flashing with brilliance: "The minds of most people are still stuck in the ridiculous age of chivalry, and the battle is regarded as a farce between two people wrestling with each other on the table."
"Their pitiful vision is locked to their wrists, arms and muscles, to the two of them, to the table, to arm wrestling," Heijian smiled disdainfully:
"Just like you now, your eyes are locked on the indestructible myth of the magician and the unrivaled power."
"What else?" Thales asked with some dissatisfaction: "This is not just a 'big chess piece' - it is a 'big chess piece' that can smash through the chessboard."
"Then try harder!" Black Sword interrupted him coldly: "Let it smash through the chessboard and all the way into the ground!"
Thales was a little stunned - was he making excuses?
"Remember, in my opinion, you are not a weak person," Heijian lowered his head, his tone was very serious and very scary: "Never have the doubt that 'I am not strong enough' - that is only for the weak.
."
"With absolute disadvantage, how did humans defeat the ancient orcs? How did they win the final battle?" Black Sword's eyes released an unprecedented light of determination: "Isn't this still clear?"
Thales stared blankly into Black Sword's eyes - those firm, cold, yet extremely clear eyes.
"Northland Military Swordsmanship."
Thales spoke unconsciously.
Heijian's expression changed: "What?"
"I remembered, what you did when you rushed towards Asheida on the Sky Cliff just now... was the swordsmanship used by the Northland Army," Thales narrowed his eyes, "the swordsmanship used to resist the ancient orcs."
He quickly raised his head and looked at the black sword:
"Why are you telling me this?"
Black Sword stared at him, slowly twitching the corners of his mouth, revealing an ugly smile.
"First of all, I will not bring a burden with me," Heijian said lightly: "Especially a burden that has the potential to be strong, but is full of the self-consciousness of a weak person. At the critical moment, he only knows how to try his luck - this kind of person is the most terrible.
Already."
Thales raised his eyebrows helplessly, but felt a little anxious.
What on earth are they waiting for?
Kilika and Giza are obviously right in front of us.
But Black Sword stubbornly finished his words:
"Secondly."
"Only when you change your mind and understand this principle can you make the most efficient use of all your chess pieces."
Thales's heart moved, and he looked at the black sword in confusion: "Chess piece?"
"You mean, this sword?" Thales scratched his head and raised the Purifying Edge in his hand.
"right."
"But it's not just that."
Heijian slowly adjusted his breathing, his eyes getting colder and colder: "You have a strange power, right?"
At that moment, Thales felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
No way?
Strange power?
Could it be that he is talking about my demon...
But Heijian's next words once again set off waves in his already shocked heart.
"It was that kind of power that allowed you to see Aixida's air wall, see through its essence, and even remind me..."
Black Sword's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Thales' heart.
"It may even allow you to see farther, run faster, have greater strength, and be more responsive."
strength?
Thales stared blankly at the black sword.
Not magic?
etc……
Is it that kind of fluctuation?
He-how did he know?
"It was with that kind of power that you were able to avoid the tentacle just now." Black Sword said coldly.
Thales opened his mouth wide and could not close it for a long time.
The silence lasted for several seconds.
"You mean," Thales heard his heartbeat speeding up and his blood surging, and he couldn't help but frown: "That kind of power..."
"That is the power of ending," Black Sword answered his doubts simply: "An extremely rare power of ending."
"The Sin of Hell River."
Thales opened his eyes wide, and his pupils kept going back and forth between focusing and dilating.
The power of ending?
Prison River...
Prison River...
"Although I don't know how you got it at this age," Heijian took a deep breath and frowned, as if he was a little disappointed: "But there is no doubt that this may be one of your most powerful chess pieces, even Decide the outcome."
"The crime of Prison River...?" It took a long time before Thales came to his senses and said in a daze: "What the hell is this name?"
"I didn't say its name is nice," Heijian stared at his expression closely, as if he wanted to see something funny on his face: "As long as it's easy to use, that's enough."
"Easy to use?"
Thales raised his head and tried to adjust his chaotic thoughts.
He recalled the first wave of waves in the birch forest.
I also remembered the moment when I saw those strange fluctuations in Ramon for the first time in Broken Dragon Fortress.
"I don't even know what that is," Thales frowned: "Do you know?"
A sparse rumble came from behind the low wall.
Several seconds passed. Under the moonlight, Hei Jian's ordinary face actually looked a little scary at this moment.
At that moment, Thales felt in a daze that the expression of the black sword in front of him was a little lonely...and sad.
"I don't just know."
Thales blinked.
Amidst the increasingly noisy sizzling sounds of the hydra, Black Sword spoke softly:
"We are more of the same kind."
"It's the kind of person who is cursed - a slave."
Thales breathed in surprise.
similar?
slave?
Wait, that kind of power...
But Black Sword didn't give him any chance to ask questions.
"Listen carefully," the legendary leader of the Brotherhood raised his head, looked at Kilika's growing and terrifying body, and said in a low voice in the most ordinary, even dull tone: "Before we make the final move...