In that narrow, simple but warm and bright bar cellar...
[I probably won’t be able to escape, but they can survive...]
A boy in ragged clothes and bruises forced himself to clenched his fists.
He raised his head and looked at the opposite side, the heroic and slightly surprised red-haired girl with two swords in her legs, forced out a brave smile:
【It's time for me to leave.】
【Go to Hongfang Street.】
That is……
He thought vaguely.
"Boom...boom!"
Amidst the huge thunder, his thoughts were cleared, and then he saw another scene again.
It was a magnificent semicircular hall, in front of the hall full of dignitaries and ministers dressed in luxurious clothes, with solemn expressions and steady demeanor...
Similarly, the boy who looks gorgeous in clothes but is still scarred on the inside is standing on the stone steps...
[Yes, Duke Kevin Deere... I saved your life...]
He bit his lip stubbornly and relievedly, facing another young round-faced man with an unswerving expression and said softly:
【So, you owe me a thank you.】
This is……
Thales' breathing quickened, and there seemed to be some emotion brewing in his heart.
He only felt a tremor in his consciousness, and those illusions that had once confused him appeared again, a realm that could be touched as long as he gently stretched out his hand.
supreme.
universal.
Perfect.
That seductive call.
But those temptations could no longer shake what he saw in front of him.
Thales only blurred his vision for a second, then firmly shook his head and shook them off.
【Wait a moment!】
It's still the same boy's voice.
This time, he was disgraced and his hands were tied, but he still sat on a large black coffin with a forced smile, looking at a charming, alluring, but extremely dangerous woman with a smile.
[I heard that there is a magician here? Or is it the kind that can be released? 】
The boy kicked the coffin board with a proud look on his face:
【Do you want to meet him? 】
The dangerous woman froze her smile and revealed her ferocious fangs.
is her.
Thales, who was ups and downs in the storm, smiled.
it's me.
It's us.
The next moment, the roar of wind and thunder sounded again, but they were immediately replaced by another sound that was similar but different.
It's a killing cry.
Cries of killing filled the sky, rising and falling in blood, death, and fighting, covering the sky.
[Sonia’s choice is a dilemma no matter what...]
In the midst of countless people risking their lives and fighting with jealousy and dementia, the boy stood surrounded by everyone, gasping for breath and uncontrollably nervous.
【Only we can choose for Lord Sutherre.】
【To eliminate her hesitation and hesitation.】
In the astonishment of others, the boy stared directly at the terrifying man in front of him who was full of murderous intent, full of wild aura, and breathing like a volcano.
He stared at the silver-black bow behind the opponent, pointing at the sky-wide flags in the north, and gritted his teeth and said:
【Get ready to break out.】
"Bang!"
Feeling the severe pain in his body and the torture of overflowing thoughts, Thales gritted his teeth in the black storm, but smiled.
turn out to be……
in this way.
【enough!】
A decisive and resolute roar broke the darkness and silence in memory.
In the rough hall with a blazing brazier burning, the boy's expression became much more stable. At this moment, he stepped forward firmly, step by step, and walked past the pale man with a cold face and a knife on his back.
The majestic and silent old man wearing a crown.
He walked towards the bespectacled girl who was kneeling on the ground, crying painfully at the ring in her palm, with a frightened face, and held her arm without hesitation.
Pull her behind him.
【That's it...she has to stay with me tonight!】
【A bunch of lunatics!】
Looking at these past events, Thales' smile grew bigger and bigger.
The fire in my heart is burning more and more fiercely.
[The name of this sword is called the Purifying Edge...]
In the midst of the desolate ruins, the boy stood in front of the man holding the black sword. He looked at the red dagger, sighed softly, and smiled with relief when he raised his head:
【Let’s go and see that lovely big sister.】
【Try your luck.】
The screen flashed.
In the solemn and solemn temple, the boy looked at the girl in front of him bitterly and decisively.
【Little slippery head...】
[If we just walk away and leave everything behind, that kind of burden will make me feel breathless...]
【We can't leave, we can't escape...】
The ripples in the memory reappeared: In an extremely difficult situation, on a simple and rough carriage, the boy staggered and smiled happily at the middle-aged uncle smoking a pipe.
[Whether you believe it or not, Putilai...]
[I figured it out, on that unique battlefield, only I can compete with him...]
[Send me to the Palace of Heroes and return me to Lumba.]
"Boom!"
In the black storm, Thales, who could no longer hold on, took a deep breath.
He got it.
He understood.
Something that is not confused by others.
I see!
【Is it enough!】
Amid the clashes of weapons and the shouting and shoving, it was still in that damn hall. In front of several pairs of handsomely dressed men who were fighting selflessly, the boy climbed up on the table, shook his little fist and roared:
[You Yankees...listen carefully to me!]
[I have an idea, which is much better than the ending in which both parties suffer...]
As pictures flashed before his eyes, Thales's consciousness became clearer and clearer, and his energy became more and more vigorous.
"Crack... Long!"
Loud thunder!
At that moment, Thales, who was silently enduring the black storm and unable to resist, gritted his teeth.
"call!"
A strong wind came and blew him high into the sky.
The storm still howls and roars, and the ink blade still hurts like scraping bones.
But at that moment, Thales stood firmly still at the center of the depths of the storm.
No more going back and forth with the wind, suffering ups and downs.
It was as if this terrible storm could no longer touch him.
But Thales slowly raised his gaze and chuckled calmly and relievedly.
He lowered his gaze, looked at his empty body, and stretched out his left hand in consciousness.
"Boom!" The black lightning appeared again.
Hit him on the side.
Following this intense lightning flash, the ink-colored wind lines gathered together as if they were alive and surged to Thales' left side.
They break down into countless particles and reunite.
Make up the shape of the arm.
The storm seemed to have received an order, roaring and howling, and blowing more and more violently!
Thales remained motionless, not even looking at the newly appeared left arm.
"Boom!"
Another terrible thunder that broke through the eardrum!
The storm surged with rage, and the black wind enveloped Thales, rolling back and forth.
Thales' heart is clear and his consciousness is clear.
He knows his anchor point.
Something that is not confused by others.
Others!
"Bang!" The black storm roared, but Thales in the eye of the wind gently closed his eyes.
As an anchor, the name Taylor is just an acquired label that depends on the situation.
The surname of Canxing and the identity of a prince are just things that come and go, are given by others and taken back by others, and cannot withstand the ravages of time.
Sin of Hell River, magic power?
These seem to be unique and powerful powers, but in fact, according to Black Sword, they are not even strong or weak, let alone these so-called powers that are blindly pursued by all living beings?
They are just the icing on the cake of life. Since they can be obtained and used, they can also be defeated and abandoned at any time.
Not to mention the foreign objects jc, the sharp edge of the world, and even the little naughty glasses.
None of these are his.
And his thoughts? His knowledge? His wisdom?
Those things that are not his are also things that have been instilled in him.
As for Wu Feiren, the identity of the time traveler? What did he think and gain in another world? No, for the same reason, even in another world, it is not his.
These are not his anchors.
Nothing points to his self.
Ruoyouruowu's words rang in Thales's ears.
【One day, you will face important choices again.】
It is still the simple and solemn temple, and the veiled female priest has a leisurely voice:
[At that time, when you stand at an angle and height that no existence can imagine, and think with thinking beyond ordinary people...]
【You may recall what I said today.】
Thales remembered the look in her eyes.
The chief priest of the Bright Moon Temple, Jewel Holm.
Important choice.
Thinking of this, Thales laughed heartily, with an extremely determined look in his eyes.
Unwavering.
I see.
This is it.
Throughout his life, everything...
In the end, it truly belongs to Thales Brightstar himself...
What is truly unconfused by others and can serve as his anchor point, pointing directly to himself...
only this!
"Boom! Boom!"
The memories almost overflowing in Thales's mind trembled!
Countless images are scattered.
In the vast desert, with only the moonlight remaining in the quiet night, a much matured young man stood at the door of the room tiredly, looking at the bald man sleeping on the bed, looking at the vital parts of his throat, gritting his teeth and raising the dagger in his hand.
After a few seconds, the struggling young man finally exhaled a breath of relief and decisiveness...
Put down the dagger.
At this moment, Thales, who was out of control, suddenly opened his eyes!
anchor point…
He tightened his face and roared in the deafening storm, shouting out the answer that belonged only to him.
"choose"
At that moment, it seemed as if all the violent sounds were silenced!
Only Thales's roar broke through the sky and resounded throughout this world!
"……choose!"
Almost at the same time, the uncontrollable storm roared shrilly, and several black light lightning struck at the same time!
"Boom!"
As the black wind blew through the bones, an intact left hand appeared from Thales's newly revealed left arm, like an entity built up by wind and sand.
Thales's roar gradually disappeared. He raised his new left hand and smiled faintly.
choose.
That's right.
In the short but wonderful years after he came to this world...
What truly belongs to him...
It belongs exclusively to Thales Bright Star, and only he can make it...
choose.
It was when he faced every situation, every fork in the road, and every dilemma in the past fourteen years...
Without any interference or influence from others, make your own decisions, do your best, be clear-minded, and be willing to take full responsibility for the consequences...
Every choice!
"Boom!" Lightning flashed continuously.
Left hand, left shoulder, right hand, body, left leg, right leg...
In the mysterious storm, Thales' body appeared step by step, as if it had just been assembled in the void.
Every time the black wind roared and the black light struck, some entities were brought to Thales.
It was as if he had just emerged from the water.
Just regained consciousness.
Thales calmly stared at the endless space ahead, his heart indifferent.
Before life and after death, everything is false.
He lowered his head, silently looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scratches on his left hand, and slowly tightened his fist.
What you get is all other people's.
"Boom!"
Thales looked coldly at the ink-black storms around him, watching them pass through him again and again, converging into a part of himself.
The consciousness is extremely clear.
There is no ambiguity.
Only choice can make you free.
Unrestricted, be yourself!
This is the thing about him that points to himself from beginning to end and cannot be confused by others!
Thales' choice!
"Boom!"
In the last burst of thunder, when Thales' body finally appeared completely and steadily in the center of the storm...
"call"
The last strong wind blew, gradually getting farther and weaker.
Turn into a pleasant and comfortable breeze.
The storm disappeared.
The thunder disappeared without a trace.
All the noise and violence came to an abrupt end at the same time.
In mid-air, Thales slowly raised his head, stretched out his hands, and felt the changes in himself.
so……
Is this "out of control"?
The young man smiled.
At this moment, he was extremely sober.
All he could see was a clear sky.
Bright, clean and clear.
turn out to be.
The next moment, Thales closed his eyes gently.
in this way.
And when he opened his eyes again...
"Hold on!"
"Guard the hostages!"
In the dark dungeon, Douzi put a dagger against Marina's throat and yelled at the person in front of him ferociously and crazily:
"Back off, Punishment Knight!"
"The hostages are in my hands! No matter what tricks you and the disappearing brat are planning to play..."
On the other side, the masked guard was still being controlled by four shadow assassins, and Quick Rope and Tampa were also threatened by the assassins, trembling.
He got it.
In the chaotic situation, Sak'el, who was standing on the other side, couldn't hide his anger and raised the saber in his left hand, scanning the assassins in front of him:
"The prince is no longer here, do you think I will care?"
In the chaotic situation, the assassin's breathing, the hostage's cry of pain, the struggle of the chain, the friction of the weapon in the hand, and the quarrels between the two sides were mixed together!
The drill bit his teeth and said angrily:
“Then try it”
But at this moment, Diaozi's words suddenly stopped.
It's not just him.
Everyone was stunned.
"Tap, step, step..." The sound of gentle footsteps came.
People's eyes focus on one place.
Everything was projected onto the young man who suddenly appeared.
Dead silence returned to the dungeon for a moment, and then someone broke the silence.
"You...Prince...how did you...you just disappeared...you now..."
The driller looked at Thales in shock, hesitating and couldn't even finish his words.
His eyes kept wandering between Thales and the silver-edged sword stuck on the ground.
That expression was as if Thales had just emerged from the ground.
so……
Did I just disappear? The prince thought calmly.
Scared them enough?
"How did you do it, kid?" Sak'el behind him was also in disbelief and dumbfounded.
Is it...the magic of the Alchemy Tower?
In the distance, Marina was still struggling hard, the fast rope blinked curiously, and the listless Tampa seemed not to notice at all.
Yoder, who was firmly bound, remained motionless, and his emotions behind the mask did not reveal a single bit.
Thales nodded slightly to him and smiled.
He suddenly remembered the conversation the two had.
【No.】
【You will be better than him.】
【I know that you have something that he doesn’t have.】
Thales sighed and stretched out his right hand, pulled out the long sword obtained from Ricky from the ground, and shook off a sword flower.
The silver blade shines and the sword edge is sharp.
But the prince's eyes were no longer on the sword.
He felt it was amazing.
Now he feels a lot.
The dust, soil, scrap wood, passages in the dungeon...
The positions, breathing, secrets of the enemy and ourselves...
But at this moment, Thales was completely different from how exhausted, panicked, and mentally unstable he was when Longxiao City fought against Giza.
But absolute indifference and calmness.
It seems like all impulsiveness and recklessness have gone away.
Only reason remains.
not only that.
Thales looked gently at everyone in front of him.
He is different.
He felt it.
Now, what he can do.
There are many.
But most importantly...
He is awake now.
"Let them go, Dawzi."
Are you there? Amid the shocked eyes of everyone in the audience, Thales looked at the drill holding the dagger indifferently:
"I'll only say it once."
Zhuo Zi took a breath in a daze, and then he blankly accepted the fact that the prince appeared again.
not now.
Now, he must resolve the current situation.
He still has the advantage, doesn't he? With this indecisive prince here, everything will only go smoother...
Thinking of this, the driller sneered.
"Watch it, Your Highness," the driller put the dagger against Marina's throat again, with a threatening expression in his eyes:
"I'll only do it once..."
Thales also chuckled, feeling his rare state.
"Then continue."
The driller frowned.
what happened?
This kid...
No.
He must be made aware of the situation...
"You have become more confident, Your Highness,"
The driller looked at Thales's smile, gritted his teeth, and pushed with his hand: "But sometimes this is not a good thing..."
The next second, the driller who was about to strike suddenly froze!
What?
He realized something was wrong.
The leader of the Shadow Assassins suddenly lowered his head.
The moment he saw what was in front of him clearly, his pupils suddenly expanded!
"Looking for this?"
Thales smiled happily, and gently raised a familiar dagger with his left hand:
"It seems your hand is slipping, drill bit."
Bang!
Thales let go of his hand and let the dagger fall to the ground, showing a warm smile.
He likes this state very much.
This feeling of being in control of everything.
At that moment, Sak'el frowned, while Drillzi's expression froze.
The assassin leader stared blankly at his empty hands, and then at the dagger at Thales' feet.
That is……
That dagger...
how
He subconsciously took a step back!
As soon as the fire flashed, there were many sounds of breathing in the air. The assassins of Shadow Shield looked at the dagger on the ground with faint doubts.
Even Sacher frowned.
The drill's breathing became rapid, and his left hand trembled imperceptibly.
The assassin leader suddenly raised his head, gritted his teeth and spoke:
"What is that? What trick? Power, magic?"
He stared at the prince.
In the dim dungeon, the firelight illuminated the prince's face, highlighting his indifferent expression.
"I said it," Thales blinked, shook his head, and said sincerely:
"Your hand slipped."
The drill boy suddenly turned around and decisively ordered to another subordinate:
"Do it! Kill that man named Huaiya..."
Bang!
Dzi's words were frozen in mid-air again.
He looked at Thales blankly.
The prince's smile remained unchanged and he gently released his left hand.
Bang!
At least three daggers slipped from his hands and fell to the ground with a sound.
Behind Quick Rope, the assassin looked at his unarmed hands in disbelief.
"I think their hands slipped." Thales smiled, raised his left hand, and dropped the last dagger to the ground.
The boy's eyes widened.
No.
No……
This is impossible……
At that moment, whether it was the fast rope, the kidnappers behind Tampa, or the assassins around them, they suddenly became defenseless!
Losing a weapon is always a bad feeling.
For a brief second, in confusion and panic, the assassins were in an uproar and were about to retreat subconsciously!
Sak'el, who was observing the situation, raised his eyebrows in surprise, instinctively flashed his saber, and faced the weak enemy: "What is this..."
"Hold on!"
The driller gritted his teeth and roared in the sudden out-of-control situation. He pushed Marina back!
The leader of the assassins decisively raised the alchemy ball in his left hand, trying to drive away the aggressive punishment knight: "Damn it, if you dare to take a step forward, I will take it."
But the next moment, Thales's laughter overwhelmed him.
"You mean this gadget?"
The noisy voice stopped suddenly!
One second, two seconds.
There was a sound of breathing.
In the absolute silence, the prince stepped forward with his sword in hand and walked forward easily.
Under everyone's gaze, he raised his left hand calmly.
No.
The driller stared blankly at the prince's left hand, then retracted his arm numbly.
No.
really.
In the palm of his own hand...
Nothing.
"I don't like it. A stinky woman once kidnapped me with it..."
Thales pursed his lips and carefully observed the ball in his hand. Looking at the strange inscriptions engraved on its metal shell, he suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.
The driller stared blankly in front of him.
Looking at the prince holding the alchemy ball.
Looking at the punishment knight who narrowed his eyes and raised his sword.
Looking at the daggers lying quietly on the ground.
No.
He suddenly felt that his arms began to tremble.
"But, looking at the feeling of holding it in my hand..."
The Star Prince raised his head and grinned.
He looked at the earth-colored assassins and grinned for a long time:
"Still pretty good?"
No.
At that moment, looking at Thales's smile, Dozi looked in a trance.
I just felt cold all over.
In an unknown and strange space, a man whose face was obscured by thick fog moved slightly.
He looked away.
"That kid... actually did it using that method?"
He said to himself.
Well, it seems...
anchor point.
This is a dangerous method that only exists in theory, and no one has ever succeeded before...
There is still a trace of...
It's feasible.
He smiled happily, shook his head, then turned around and disappeared into this blurry world.
Only two vigilant and sharp eyes were left, patrolling from a distance.