Thales still remembers his first meeting with the Faller.
Six years ago, the prince had clearly seen Nicolai's appearance in the hell sense: a silver human figure emitting a needle-like light. The power of termination flickered in the man's body, pulling the opponent's castration and direction at any time.
, bringing about erratic movements and body shapes.
At that time, Thales, who had taken advantage of the Sin of the Hell River, even if he tried to break his head, even if he took into account all the changes in the opponent's speed, trajectory and direction, he still sadly found that he was too weak to avoid Nicolai's attack, even if the opponent was bare-handed.
.
And now, six years later...
"boom!"
Nicolai's heavy punch arrived instantly, hitting Thales' shield hard.
Under the heavy sound, Thales was shaken all over!
But he gritted his teeth, stepped on his hind legs, and withstood the blow.
In the hell sense, the silver human figure in front of Thales flickered.
The prince immediately tensed up his nerves.
As expected, the second wave of meteor attackers' left fists struck right in front of them without any pause!
Thales prepared to retreat as usual.
But at that moment, Huaiya's words while training in the courtyard passed by his ears:
Your Highness, you can't always retreat or resist: This is how Karabiyan and I fought with that big guy in the Palace of Heroes. We were too afraid of the Rising Sun Saber's attack and blindly avoided the battle, but ultimately failed. Defense is not about giving up, but for the next attack.
Prepare for an attack.
Huniko Lai's fist made a terrifying sound!
Thales took a deep breath.
The next moment, he faced the opponent's fist with an awe-inspiring expression, took a step forward, and launched a side attack from the Northland military swordsmanship!
The sword edge forced Nicolai's offensive to stall.
But the Meteorite's adaptability was beyond his imagination: while the opponent was avoiding the sword's edge, he also used his left hand to slash his sword-holding right wrist!
With the help of the hell sense, Thales watched the movements of this extreme master and admired in his heart: Sure enough, the defense does not just retreat.
Take Nicolai for example. Every time he defends, he takes an aggressive next step. Even if he is retreating to dodge, the opponent's intention is never to avoid damage, but to cause damage.
Thinking of this, Thales gritted his teeth and moved forward again, pushed out the shield, and hit the opponent's left arm!
The third defensive and counterattack style of Northland military swordsmanship.
Waving the shield is called defense, but it is for the next counterattack!
"boom!"
Under the collision, the muffled sound spread again.
His left hand was slightly numb and his whole body was shaking, but Thales roared and tried his best to thrust out a counterattack sword!
But Nicolai's movements were faster and weirder than expected.
I saw his left arm resting on the shield, but he rushed forward without any pause. A powerful and heavy knee strike hit the center of the shield!
"boom!"
Thales just felt like his breath was suffocating!
The next second, he groaned in pain and fell two meters away with his shield.
"Very good." Nicolai, who was bare-handed, kept his expression unchanged, pinched the joints of his hands, and wrinkled his eyebrows imperceptibly.
"This is your best performance among all the training sessions."
The Fallen Starman slowly approached and showed a malicious smile: "At least I have some sense of fighting. I am no longer a blind man wielding a sword and a coward raising a shield."
Thales climbed up with difficulty, shook his numb left hand, picked up the shield again, and said with a wry smile: "It's your kind of ending power that suddenly changes direction..."
"Again?"
The meteorite shook his head, as if he didn't want to waste time:
"Hurry up and finish. I also want to have lunch."
Thales took a deep breath, held back the pain, and resumed the "Response to the Enemy" posture.
Northern military swordsmanship.
He suddenly remembered what Gilbert told him when he first learned swordsmanship: This set of swordsmanship was created to fight against...terrible opponents far beyond human beings...huge disadvantages...desperate battles...defeat to death.
...a suicidal charge...
He looked at Nikolai who was getting closer and closer in front of him, and sighed secretly in his heart: A... terrible opponent that is far beyond human beings?
No, it's more than that.
The back of another mysterious man appeared in Thales' mind: How did humans defeat the ancient orcs at an absolute disadvantage? How did they win the final battle?
The truly strong... seek hope in desperate situations, gain reversal from losses, sublimate good times into victory, and turn mishaps and accidents into their own help...
... Seize all useful and useless factors, hold on to every possible bargaining chip, and make the most critical move, thus changing the entire battle...
Thales took two deep breaths and tried his best to shake his head, which was a little dizzy from the fall.
My chips, my chance to win...
There is.
only……
Only one time.
The next second, Thales roared and rushed towards his opponent again!
Thrust out the sword!
Nicolai knew him too well.
During every outdoor training session, Fallen Starman wore a confident smile and knocked him down in various ways.
During every surprise inspection, the Fallen Starman relied on his own skills to toy with him to applause.
Every time he was tempted and provoked, Fallen Starman was fully prepared to test the level of his entourage.
so……
Thales's pupils shrank.
So this is the biggest weakness of the Fallen Star!
He is too "familiar" with himself.
"come!"
Thales' face was distorted and he clenched his teeth, roaring with his mouth and calling in his heart.
Come, my companion.
The crime of the prison river!
The familiar waves surged forward, and after six years of experience, they spread throughout the body instantly in a faster, more stable and smoother way.
"here we go again?"
Looking at Thales rushing towards him, Nicolai sneered repeatedly: "Same method, same ending."
The Fallen Starman exerted his strength on his feet and rushed towards Thales.
He easily dodged Thales' thrust and punched the prince in the face!
The fist wind howled.
Thales was trembling all over and waved his shield to counterattack again.
Punch your opponent's fist.
But this time, it's different.
This time, I need strength.
strength!
The young man thought coldly.
The sins of Hell River surged up his arms with excitement.
Shield and Iron Fist collide again!
"boom!"
Nicolai's sneer remained: "As I said, little prince..."
But just tenths of a second later, his laughter stopped abruptly.
Because an unprecedented force is coming from the opposite shield!
Shake his fists and body.
Nicolai’s expression changed dramatically!
Why was Nikolai looking at the roaring prince in shock? He was forced to retreat under the huge force and took an extra step to stabilize his body. What happened?
This kind of strength...
Shocked, Nikolai pressed against the shield and instantly counterattacked with his left elbow!
But before he could figure it out, Thales roared out again: "Meteor!"
I need a reaction.
reaction!
The sins of the Hell River happily flooded his eyes, brain and sword hand, forming a synchronized connection back and forth.
At this moment, the roaring Thales seemed to have anticipated his opponent's movements. The moment the Faller started to move, the sword edge suddenly came out and pointed at Nicolai's castration!
Nicolai was shocked again. If he saw this momentum, the opponent would pierce his left lung.
This prince who doesn't know how to fight...why did he respond so quickly?
However, the experienced and skilled Fallen Starman responded in a short moment: at the cost of giving up the attack, he quickly turned around and passed the sword.
But his opponent didn't think so.
at last.
Thales thought coldly:
I need speed.
speed!
Deadly speed!
In a flash of thought, the remaining sins of the Hell River roared towards Thales' arm muscles like a wild beast out of its cage.
A terrible flame ignited inside, burning with the power of an explosion.
"Ahhhhh!"
Thales's roar was still unstoppable, as if he was going to use up all his life's energy here.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, his sword edge brought out a harsh sound of wind.
A sudden flash in the sight of the meteorite.
It seems that he has lost his trace.
At that moment, Nicolai, who was already shocked, suddenly had his hair standing on end!
A long-lost chill hit my heart.
That is the sense of crisis that can only be felt in front of a powerful enemy and on the battlefield.
A chill suddenly appeared on his left chest.
Oops.
Oops!
The next moment, Nikolai gritted his teeth with difficulty, frantically urged his finishing power, restrained his evasive momentum, and turned to the other side of the sword!
No!
The next second.
"laugh!"
The sound of the sword cutting through flesh was heard.
"thump!"
This is the muffled sound of a human body rolling to the ground.
After the two sounds, Thales thrust his sword into the ground, trying his best to maintain his balance.
He exits from the sinful state of Hell including the hell senses.
"Haaaaah"
The young man held the shield and put most of his weight on it, panting rapidly, trying to get rid of the muscle soreness and dizziness after the sin of the Hell River faded away.
At the critical moment, Nicolai's figure turned strangely, tilted his head back, rolled awkwardly, and dodged the sword aimed directly at the heart.
The trembling Thales gritted his teeth and looked at the opposite side in pain.
There, the Fallen Starman was kneeling on the ground with one knee, staring in disbelief, and stretched out his palms blankly.
The next second, a short bloodstain spread from the meteorite's left cheek to his chin, and red liquid oozed out.
Drop by drop, blood fell into Nicolai's trembling palm.
The Fallen Star seemed completely stunned.
How can it be?
He...the prince who never knew how to fight...
Touching the wound on his face and feeling the long-lost pain, the Fallen Starman raised his head in shock and anger.
He stared hard at the pale and panting Prince of the Stars, trying to understand everything in front of him.
That loser who can't even stand a punch from himself...
How come...
Why all of a sudden...
Sudden……
Thales shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the brief dizziness.
Feeling unwilling.
hateful……
hateful!
Even if I try my best...
There is still no way... to give him...
After a few seconds, the extremely embarrassed Meteorite took a few breaths and calmed down his emotions.
"No, this kind of power, this reaction..."
He frowned tightly, with deep suspicion in his eyes: "It's not something you can do."
There was disbelief in Nicolai's expression:
"That was... the power of ending just now?"
Thales, who was holding his sword, showed him a weak smile.
The boy now just hopes that his opponent will talk more nonsense.
Somehow I had to get myself over the river of sin and the temporary aftereffects of overuse were numbness and soreness.
The Meteorite's face was solemn: "But..."
"But when did your awakening end..."
"Ha ha……"
Thales interrupted him with a chuckle.
The prince whose hands and feet were numb could no longer hold the sword, so he took the initiative to let go of the hilt, shook his hand slightly, and tried his best to pretend to be at ease:
"It was a long time ago."
"Surprise?"
Nicolai stood up slowly, his expression becoming more and more serious.
Seeing the other party stand up, Thales' hand on the shield trembled slightly.
"So, your quickness when you grabbed the book in front of the stable that day, and the strength you showed in that training..." Nicolai stared at him closely, ignoring the blood on his face: "None of that
accidental?"
"The fact that you have the power of ending... you have hidden it from us, from the eyes and ears of the entire Palace of Heroes, for so many years?"
Thales burst out laughing. His numb limbs were regaining consciousness. The six years of training were more or less effective. Even if he could not make progress, at least his body had gradually become accustomed to the price of the sin of the Hell River.
"I'm sorry to say this, but..."
The prince shook his head and put the sword on the hilt again: "There are still many things you don't know."
The shock and anger on Nicolai's face slowly turned into pure annoyance: "So, after so many outdoor training sessions...you were beaten so embarrassed, but you never used it once?"
"Strength is not for the audience to see," Thales gently shook his right hand that returned to normal and wiped the cold sweat on his face: "If it cannot be used in the most critical place..."
"Then just hide and confuse your enemies."
Nicolai laughed angrily, stretched out his hand and slapped his face hard.
His pale face stained with blood began to turn red.
"I know, little prince, you have always regarded us as your enemies from the first day you arrived in Longxiao City."
"Your cunning and insidiousness are innate," Fallen Star Man's eyes almost burst into flames. The pain on his face reminded him of the fact that he was hurt by a weakling, which made this proud man very angry:
"God knows how many things you have hidden from us in these six years."
Thales sneered.
"What about you, Fallen Starman?" He took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and pulled out the long sword from the ground. "In the past six years, you and Lisban, and even the late King Nun, have concealed the truth again.
How much truth do I have?”
Nicolai's breath froze.
Facing the prince's thoughtful gaze, he held out his hand steadily and reached behind his back with suppressed anger.
This time it was Thales' turn to change his expression!
"I apologize to you." Amidst the friction of metal and leather, with scars on his face, the meteorite man pulled out the weapon behind his back with sharp eyes, and his words were full of caution: "It was my fault.
Treat this like a battle."
"I underestimated you."
"Tails Bright Star, who awakened the power of the end before he was fourteen years old."
Thales looked worriedly at the long, narrow saber reflecting the golden color in Nicolai's hand.
The one that was in the hands of its previous owner, had been attached to his neck, and threatened his life... the legendary anti-demon weapon.
Saber of the Rising Sun.
How bad.
"you sure?"
Thales braced himself and raised his shield: "I heard Wyatt talk about that sharp weapon that cuts through everything, right?"
Nicolai began to sneer, but it felt ferocious.
"Don't worry, I won't activate its power lest I lose control of my grip and accidentally cut your head open."
He held up the Rising Sun Saber, pointing the blade directly at Thales, with a rare seriousness and solemnity in his eyes: "And didn't I say it?"
"No matter how hard the beating is..."
"I will leave you that hand."
The next moment, Nikolai's expression changed, and his figure left the place instantly!
The nervous Thales took a sharp breath and instantly entered the senses of hell.
In his field of vision, the silver figure flashed with rapid light and attacked him.
The battle resumes!
But this time, the speed and angle of the Meteor's attack were far beyond Thales's imagination. The blade instantly shot up in front of his eyes!
Feeling threatened, the sin of the prison river boils automatically.
Nervous, Thales immediately raised his sword and blocked the Meteorite's merciless first slash!
"clang!"
Looking at the golden saber standing in front of him, Thales felt a chill in his back. He couldn't help but think: If this thing could really fuse everything like Huaiya said, wouldn't he have already...
Without any room to think, Nikolai let out a low roar, held the knife in both hands, and pressed towards Thales with the blade!
Thales felt a heavy weight on his hand, and he was about to lose his balance. His heart tightened, and he subconsciously used a side attack to slide away the opponent's chop.
But Nicolai's offensive didn't stop at all. Following the momentum of being slid away, he pushed forward and was hit hard by his right shoulder!
"Boom!"
Thales hummed hard.
At least he hid himself behind his shield before the opponent crashed into his arms, and resisted the enemy's collision.
"Kick! Kick! Kick!"
A huge momentum came over him. The prince held his face, put his elbow on the shield, and took three steps back.
Thanks to the increase in the Sin of Hell River, he was not knocked down by his opponent's experienced impact.
"A true warrior is always formed by licking blood from the edge of a knife," Nicolai used half of his body to hold up his shield. This uncomfortable angle made it difficult for Thales to draw his sword. He could only grit his teeth and hold on to the opponent, listening to the falling stars.
The speaker spoke with an angry voice:
"State, psychology, experience, strain, body... none of them are indispensable."
"You only know how to target targets, but you're still far behind!"
Following Nikolai's roar, Thales, who was wrestling with his opponent with all his strength, suddenly felt the shield on his elbow light up!
He couldn't help but take a step forward.
In the hell sense, the Fallen Star instantly appeared on his defenseless left side, and struck his head with an elbow from his right hand!
Thales was so excited.
He subconsciously threw down his shield, and the sins of the Hell River surged into his elbow, stabbing at Nikolai, hoping to parry the opponent's fatal blow.
However, the silver thorn in the meteorite's body flashed again.
Within half a second, the Fallen Starman who was charging toward his left suddenly paused and turned around instantly!
Thales was shocked. His left elbow had just been swung out, but his right hand holding the sword couldn't recover it in time.
He didn't have time to get back on defense.
At that second, as time slowed down in the hell sense, Thales looked in shock at his opponent who had taken the initiative and was only missing the final blow.
It was only seven or eight seconds before Nikolai took the initiative to attack.
Even if you include the injuries on Nicolai’s face, it was only the second round
So fast.
Thales sighed in his heart.
Nicolai twitched the corners of his mouth, and his scarred cheeks curved, revealing a proud and sinister smile.
This is the difference.
boy.
There is...a thin line between super level and extreme level.
Victory or defeat can only happen in an instant.
The next moment, Nikolai roared and turned the handle of the knife upside down, hitting his opponent on the forehead and hitting Thales who was unable to defend himself.
"boom!"
A scary muffled sound.
The scene became quiet.
But Thales did not fall.
It was Nicolai, who once again looked at the young opponent in front of him in shock.
The handle of the knife he was preparing to strike to defeat the enemy hit a palm first before hitting Thales's forehead.
It's Taylor's left hand.
It was his left hand that he had just swung out with force but could not pull back.
This left hand, like a miracle, instantly moved in front of the prince and withstood the enemy's blow.
Thales was covered in cold sweat and trembling slightly as he firmly stopped Nicolai.
At that moment, the Fallen Star seemed like he couldn't believe his eyes.
impossible.
I used Destiny's Fold, which was a perfect blow when he had already exhausted his strength and was unable to defend himself.
He was actually... blocked?
But the Meteorite didn't hesitate or think too much.
Kaslan told him: If the enemy cannot be killed with the first blow, then...
"ah!"
Nikolai roared angrily, and the power of termination was activated again, driving his movements as if ignoring inertia, lashing out and slashing!
Thales took a sharp breath and watched helplessly as his opponent's blade retreated and advanced, attacking his unsuspecting leg in an instant.
"clang!"
The sound of metal clashing sounded.
Nicolai's blade was stopped just in front of his thigh by Thales' sudden appearance of the sword.
Nicolai's pupils shrank.
impossible.
impossible!
The finishing power of the Fallen Star surged from his joints, and his movements flickered again!
The blade bent towards Thales' neck again.
"Qiang..."
The second sound of metal clashing echoed in their ears.
Thales was breathing heavily. This time, his hands appeared in front of his neck, holding the sword up and down to block Nikolai's throat-sealing blow.
Nicolai looked at him blankly.
His eyes were full of shock.
Even the desire to attack again was forgotten.
this……
"Whoa!"
Thales used his last strength to force Nikolai back with a sword, and then with a plop, he knelt down on his knees.
The prince couldn't help but gasp, mixed with painful moans.
But the Fallen Star was stunned.
"You...just..."
Nicolai blinked his eyes and stared blankly at Thales, who had an ugly expression on the ground and was sweating profusely, as if he was enduring torture.
He opened his mouth slightly, but hesitated to speak, his expression extremely complicated.
Thales just kept panting as if those few blows almost killed him.
Finally, the surprised Nicolai spoke:
"What you just used to block me..."
He frowned fiercely: "No, what is your final power..."
Thales gradually relaxed his breathing. When he heard this, he weakly forced out a smile: "Hahaha..."
Nicolai still stared at him, motionless.
Thales was still kneeling on the ground, supporting the ground with one hand and raising the sword tremblingly with the other hand.
"Oh, you're talking about...this?"
The prince took a deep breath, and his face turned even paler in an instant!
But the edge of his sword slashed out to the side, and his movements were impressive.
But halfway through the slash, the sword turned strangely, fell instantly, and cut straight into the ground.
"clang!"
Nicolai looked at this scene in shock.
Just listen to Thales smile weakly: "Floating here and there, unpredictable, sudden changes in direction?"
"This is..." The Fallen Starman murmured, fixing his gaze on the long sword on the ground.
"Haha, this is a rare extreme master," Thales raised his head feebly, secretly staring nervously at Nikolai with a wonderful expression, and said with all his strength: "It took me six years to demonstrate it to me every week.
What a stunt I saw."
"According to him, this is a rare ending power in history."
Thales smiled again. No one knew that at this moment, almost all the muscles in the prince's body were rebelling. Pain, soreness, numbness, pain, and throbbing were all coming at the same time.
It's simply indescribable.
The meteorite's face became increasingly ugly.
The prince smiled more and more happily and continued: "This is the only one in the North."
Thales, who endured the pain, narrowed his eyes slightly:
"It's called the Fold of Destiny."
At that moment, Nicolai's expression almost turned into the coldest ice.
"You should feel honored."
Thales smiled softly again and carefully observed Nikolai, who was in turmoil at this moment: