For a moment, Thales felt like he had returned to six years ago, back to the scene of the final confrontation with Giza in the body of the hydra Kilika in the shield area of Longxiao City. Mobile version
The same calmness and rationality, isolated from emotions.
The body feels wonderful and the mind is ethereal.
There is no silence in the sin of the prison river.
Another kind of power quietly emerged.
The Star Prince stared at the alchemy ball in his hand, feeling the magic at this moment.
He could see the internal structure of this alchemy ball: a unique energy, wrapped in countless metal discs, was rotating gently and constantly, like a sleeping animal.
He even knew that as long as he gently took out one of its mechanism locks, the docile energy would transform into a raging wave, rushing out, releasing its ferocity and swallowing up everything around it.
So clear.
So Easy.
Thales raised his head with satisfaction, and his eyes slowly swept over the assassins in front of him.
The young prince happily took steps and walked forward.
Wherever he looked and where the alchemy ball was headed, the enemies retreated hastily.
Sak'el frowned and watched Thales step forward: "Hey, you..."
"Don't worry," Thales said calmly:
"It will end soon."
"You are responsible for picking up the missing ones."
Sak'el was speechless.
Pick up leaks?
What's the meaning?
He scratched his head in confusion.
Kingdom’s new vocabulary over the years?
"Back off, Your Highness!"
The driller suppressed his nervousness and hissed:
"If you try to threaten us with the alchemy ball..."
But Thales chuckled, stuffed the alchemy ball into his arms, and raised his sword.
"Alchemy ball?"
"Do I look like such a worthless person?"
The driller was stunned.
The next second, the prince stretched out his left hand and his expression turned cold.
"first……"
I could see Thales' palm opening and closing, as if he was fishing back and forth in the air.
"Watch your step."
His expression was indifferent, and the assassins in front of him immediately stood ready!
Unexpectedly, nothing happened to the enemies in front of Thales. What happened was on the other side.
thump!
With a muffled sound, an assassin holding a chain and tightly locking Yoder's right leg staggered and fell on his back!
"Be careful!" The driller's eyes flashed and he shouted.
"That mask!"
But it's too late.
The assassins who were locked on Yoder lost one of them, and the balance was broken.
The masked guard did not miss this opportunity.
In one second, I saw his right leg vibrate!
The chain that originally bound him sprang up like a snake, firmly tied the fallen assassin's neck, and then tightened instantly!
Thales grinned and sneered.
He reached out again and aimed at the chain controlling Yoder's right arm.
But the next moment, Thales frowned fiercely, with confusion on his face.
His left hand tightened twice in succession in the air.
But nothing happened.
Yoder was still dealing with the remaining three assassins, and the drill was still retreating step by step.
It seems...
Thales sighed.
This ability still needs practice.
"Sarkel," the prince calmed down, waved his hand in Yodel's direction, and gripped the sword again:
"Help him."
Sak'el groaned dissatisfied:
"You seem to be talking about 'picking up leaks'?"
Thales snorted softly:
"Exactly."
The next second, Sak'el crashed into Yoder's side like a beast, and hit an assassin with his saber!
"boom!"
When they met face to face, the assassin who couldn't evade covered his neck and fell under the sword of the punishment knight.
The weapon in his hand could only leave a slight scratch on Sak'el's saber.
Not to be outdone, Thales charged coldly with his sword!
Rush towards the drill.
The situation suddenly became chaotic!
"etc!"
The driller was so frightened and angry that he took a step forward and grabbed the fast rope by the throat, making him moan in pain:
"They, your attendants are still in my hands, Your Highness!"
"As long as you let us go—"
However,
The next second, Thales, who was a few steps away, suddenly appeared in front of the drill!
It was like I had jumped several steps in an instant.
It shocked the driller into a cold sweat!
"Shua——"
Thales' face remained unchanged, he waved his sword with both hands, drew an arc in the air, and took the heads of the quick rope and the drill!
The assassin leader holding the fast rope was frightened and angry. He had no time to dodge, so he had no choice but to push the fast rope forward and send Thales' sword edge away!
Immediately the souls of the dead came out of the fast rope!
"No, no, no, wait, your highness, your highness, your highness," Kuaisheng shouted incoherently as he looked at the approaching sword wind:
"I am your loyal and dear——"
But Thales didn't care.
He just kept swinging his sword with a cold face!
"call!"
The sword wind is coming mercilessly!
The drill rolled awkwardly, barely avoiding the sword's edge.
Seeing that Kuai Sheng could not avoid the fatal sword, his heart dropped. He closed his eyes subconsciously and never forgot to yell:
"——'s Wyatt Castle ahhhh!"
call!
The sword edge slashed through Kuai Rope's neck!
"laugh!"
Blood spurts.
A head flew into the air.
"Tales!"
Quick Rope cried out in despair, feeling the severe pain of his neck being broken open with tears streaming down his face:
"I hate you forever——"
currently.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound.
Kuaisheng's words were blocked in his mouth, and he felt a burning pain on his face.
Um?
"Wake up!" came Thales's cold voice.
"Snapped!"
After another slap in the face, Quick Rope finally opened his eyes tremblingly and looked at Thales with his palms raised in surprise.
Kuaisheng was stunned.
"You're not beheading me..."
He turned his head in a cold sweat, and then he was surprised to find that his head was still on his shoulders!
OMG!
He is still alive!
Kuaisheng's expression changed from mourning to ecstasy.
Wonderful!
Eh? Then just now...
"Snapped!"
Another slap in the face, Thales frowned and said: "Wake up!"
"You weren't the one who turned around."
Quick Rope lowered his head subconsciously: beside him, rolling in a pool of blood, was another head.
The head of the assassin who held him hostage before.
Kuai Sheng was stunned.
Strange?
Didn’t the sword just cut through me...
On the other side, Zhuozi stood up in embarrassment and held the arm of a subordinate, looking at the assassin who was killed in disbelief.
impossible.
He saw it with his own eyes...
That boy's sword has already cut through...
Why is it that the person whose head falls to the ground is another target?
Obviously still so far away...
What kind of trick is this?
"Stay well," Thales impatiently pushed the quick rope aside and raised his sword again:
"I can't cut you!"
Still ignorant, the fast rope fell to the ground and screamed.
"Forget it if you don't help loosen the bonds..."
"At least be gentle!"
On the other side, Sak'el has quickly eliminated the two people who trapped Yoder. The masked guard is finally free and is unchaining himself.
Damn it!
The driller was anxious and angry.
And when he turned around, Thales had already charged again!
"Stop him!"
The drill hissed and ordered.
"call out!"
Behind him, an assassin immediately threw a hand ax from his hand!
Pointing directly at Thales who was right in front of him.
Thales twitched the corners of his lips, but only uttered one word:
"Off."
They don't know - Thales thought.
I don't know what I can do now.
In this godly state, he is uncool and irrational, and never seems to be panicked or impulsive.
He can even feel that everything around him is in the palm of his hand, as if it is close at hand and within reach.
Such as...the enemy's weapons.
Thales watched silently as Sora flew towards his hand axe.
The next second, the hand ax mysteriously disappeared into the air!
Beside Thales, the hand ax appeared out of thin air again and flew into the distance.
"Dang Cang..."
The hand ax fell to the ground weakly, making a helpless clang sound.
As Thales said - off the mark.
The pupil of the drill trembled again.
No.
The moment he took action, he could see clearly that there was no way the hand ax could deflect.
So this time again...
Seeing the strangeness in front of them clearly, the assassins were in an uproar again!
"Nice trick."
Sacher paused and looked at Thales' performance thoughtfully:
"Years ago, a circus came to Yongxing City. There was a person with superpowers nicknamed the 'Flying Knife Clown'. He could conjure flying knives out of thin air and even retrieve objects from the air. Even Princess Constance was amused by him.
Then...until that circus provoked a big shot and was completely smashed by the Blood Bottle Gang..."
"clang!"
Thales decisively turned his sword and faced the other assassin in front of him, blocking the weapon in his hand.
No.
no the same.
He knew that this was not a 'knife-throwing clown'.
It's not just a simple transposition.
The next second, Thales' long sword suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared on the assassin's chest!
"laugh!"
Under the astonished look in the opponent's eyes, Thales didn't even use his finishing power. He just gave him a gentle push and ended his life.
How convenient.
Thales grinned.
A battle where this attack never fails...
It's so convenient.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" A sound broke through the air.
Thales waved his hand gently, and the three darts pointed at him disappeared before his eyes and hit the wall on the other side.
He raised his left hand again, and the two daggers shot out crookedly, "returning" to the assassin who shot the darts.
The prince kept walking and rushed to Tampa in two or three steps.
An assassin behind the tavern owner was still looking for the dagger that had disappeared out of thin air in surprise. Thales easily stabbed him through the throat - and the assassin swore before he died that he should have avoided the path of the sword.
When Thales didn't expect it, Tampa, who had been sluggish all the time, suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes. Taking advantage of the other assassin's busy moment, he violently hit the back of his head and bumped his nose!
Tampa gritted his teeth, fell backwards, and smashed the assassin's chest with his back!
"The one who did this to me was an orc..."
"Its skull is still hanging in my bedroom!"
Tampa, who was a hostage a moment ago, stood up with a curse and a fierce look on his face, and kicked the assassin's neck bone!
Kara!
Thales frowned slightly at the thrilling snapping sound.
Tampa spit out a mouthful of blood and shook his head at him: "Don't be in a daze, do what you should do."
Thales then raised his eyebrows and turned around.
On the other side, Sak'el broke through head-on. No matter how many people stood in front of him, they were no match for him. Yoder untied his chains and disappeared into the air. Only the corpses of assassins who fell strangely from time to time confirmed the existence in the shadows.
Masked guards exist.
Zhuo Zi looked at the completely reversed situation and felt his heart getting colder and colder.
Thales moved forward steadily. He seemed to be alone, but he was unstoppable.
Hidden weapons fired at him would have no effect, the blades slicing at him would deflect strangely, and the blades piercing his body would be useless.
An assassin even came to Thales, only to find that the weapon in his hand had mysteriously disappeared.
In comparison, Thales' long sword seemed like an irresistible fate. Every time he swung it, it would definitely break through the block, ignore dodge, and hit the target.
The weirdness he displayed made the assassins tremble with fear.
In a moment, there were less than ten assassins left.
The driller struggled and gritted his teeth.
He knew he had to make a decision.
Thales didn't see the increasingly ugly look on Drillzi's face, nor did he care about Sak'el's complicated eyes. He just felt his new ability wholeheartedly.
He can easily take away the dagger from the enemy in front of him, just like lifting the tea cup from the desk.
It was as if distance no longer existed for him.
He can even change the position of himself and his sword.
Let it appear where it should be.
He can also make hidden weapons shot from a distance - such as the hand ax just now - move their position.
Like the line pulling on a fishing rod.
As his movements became more and more proficient, Thales gradually gained enlightenment.
Retrieving objects from the air and changing shapes are nothing to him.
However, there are still some restrictions.
The stationary dagger and the flying ax...
The long sword in his hand reflects his whole person...
The smaller and lighter the target, the closer and shorter the distance, the lower and slower the speed... the easier it is for his ability to work.
very good.
"withdraw!"
The sudden violent shouting interrupted Thales' thoughts.
With a ferocious look on his face, the driller strangled the struggling Marina, held her in front of him, and kept retreating.
The look he looked at Thales was filled with fear.
If this prince had this power...
Then how he behaved in the tavern...
Is it to lure us into hooking up?
"Retreat!" the driller roared.
Thales narrowed his eyes and watched as the assassins were relieved and retreated in a well-trained manner.
The sight is fading into darkness.
"This is why I hate the fox hunting game," Sak'el on the other side has almost become a human restricted area. Wherever he goes, the assassins all flee:
"They will run."
But they can't run away.
Thales thought.
No matter where they escape, they are in my hands.
The next second, the driller who was holding Marina hostage was surprised to find that Thales, five steps away, appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye!
How come he...
There was no time to think too much, the driller repeated his old trick, pushing Marina as a shield!
"Whoa!"
Thales's eyes were still sharp, and he cut Marina in the middle with his long sword, who was looking forward to death!
The drill screamed in pain and rolled out a meter away with blood.
Marina, who thought she was certain to die, opened her eyes tremblingly, only to find that she was intact, and even the rope on her hand had been cut open without her realizing it.
"You're okay, ma'am."
Thales stretched out his hand to her and sneered: "Look, you need help?"
Marina opened his arms, got up by herself, and gritted her teeth and roared:
"I don't need you to save me!"
All right.
What a bad temper.
Thales raised his eyebrows:
"By the way, about what happened in the pub just now..."
However, Marina's first reaction after hearing this sentence——
"Snapped!"
Thales' face hurt!
"satyr!"
Marina gritted her teeth and retracted her slap, elbowed him away, and rushed to find her weapon:
"asshole!"
Looking at her back, Thales turned around with an ugly face and laughed at himself: "Ah..."
"……You're welcome."
He endured it and pretended not to notice the "Wow" from the fast rope behind him.
Sak'el and Yoder efficiently harvested the lives of the assassins. In the few seconds that Thales was delayed, the assassins were almost completely eliminated, leaving only the blood-covered Dagger who fled.
He can't escape.
Thales thought this way and planned to vent all his grievances on the culprit.
He appeared in front of the drill in an instant!
"clang!"
Thales's long sword blocked the short knife that Dozi had taken out from nowhere, forcing Dozi, whose face was covered with blood and in a state of embarrassment, to take a step back!
"You can let me go...you know!" Dongzi said ferociously, his arms trembling.
"Eighteen years ago," Thales replied coldly: "You could have let Heyman Bright Star go."
The drill boy was stunned for a moment, and then his face became more and more fierce.
Thales chuckled and continued to feel the "out of control" magic energy, preparing to give him the final blow.
Just move the position of the sword edge to...
At this moment, Thales suddenly trembled!
pain.
A pain that goes deep into the bone marrow comes from inside the ribs!
Ahhhh!
Thales' movements were deformed in pain, his whole body was shaking, and he knelt down on one knee.
He took a sharp breath!
No, no, no!
He is familiar with this pain.
Facing an assassination in Yongxing City, resisting a magic gun under Broken Dragon Fortress, facing a blood magician in Longxiao City... I have encountered them all before.
Although it's not that serious this time.
But there is no doubt that this is... the price of using magic energy.
At that moment, Thales seemed to wake up from a dream, emerging from that godlike state.
I am...
Feeling the throbbing pain in his chest, Thales leaned on the blood-covered sword and looked at his body in disbelief.
I am... I just really...
Like panic, fear, and hesitation, these perceptual emotions returned to his brain in one breath.
At the same time, calmness, fearlessness, decisiveness, these rational states are no longer taken for granted.
Along with the pain, the smell of dust, the smell of blood, the sounds of fighting, noises, and dark passages, all kinds of sights instantly entered his eyes, ears, throat, and nose, reminding him of his situation.
He wiped the blood from his face and realized that his whole body was covered in blood and was sticky and wet.
Not far away, heads chopped off by him, enemies chopped down, and broken limbs were everywhere.
Nearly eight or nine people.
Thales suddenly trembled.
Is this...what I did?
That's right.
His memory is still clear.
It's just...looking at those battle experiences just now, it's like looking at another person.
Another calm version of Taylor.
"Tales!"
An anxious cry came to my ears.
Only then did Thales come back to his senses.
"call!"
The wind is coming!
Thales subconsciously wanted to use magic energy, but the deepening pain in his chest made him wince and he fell down weakly.
Oops.
Oops!
"boom!"
At the critical moment, the fast rope hit from the other side, knocking Thales away from the blade of the drill!
Kuaisheng held him and rolled away a few steps, stood up and gave Thales a slap in the face!
"What's wrong with you?"
Kuaisheng looked at Thales who was in a daze, gritted his teeth and said: "Just now I was facially paralyzed, now I'm in a daze..."
"Are you on drugs?"
Reminded by the pain, Thales looked at the fast rope sitting on him in shock, recalling his experience from when he entered "out of control" to now.
Magical energy.
Knock on the door.
Toros.
girl.
anchor point.
choose.
It's like being in a dream.
"I...I don't know." Thales said in a daze.
Maybe.
On the other side, Dong Zi endured the pain and got up and threw himself into the darkness.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to throw a hidden weapon at the two of them!
"call out!"
Thales was startled. He pushed away the fast rope and subconsciously touched the sword!
But half a second later, the masked figure suddenly appeared in front of him!
"Ding! Ding!"
The gray dagger danced rapidly in the air, and with a few metallic sounds, it stopped all hidden weapons.
Thales breathed a sigh of relief, and his hand holding the sword was no longer tense.
But the figure of the drill had disappeared into the darkness without a trace.
On the other side, as Sak'el killed the last assassin, the latter's torch fell to the ground.
The surroundings suddenly darkened!
Only then did Thales realize that the battle was over.
The pain in the chest caused by the magic energy also slowly disappeared.
Only then did he come back to his senses angrily.
There was silence in the corridor.
"Wow," Kuaisheng exhaled and leaned against the wall in pain:
"Finally..."
On the other side, Marina stared blankly at the corpses on the ground, while Tampa sat in the corner, gritting his teeth, tearing open his clothes, and skillfully bandaging his own wounds.
In his dim vision, Thales quietly looked at Yodel in front of him, then looked at the bloody body on his body, feeling suddenly embarrassed.
"I...I just..."
But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted.
"I know," the masked guard said calmly, and helped Thales up from the ground:
"I know."
For some reason, Thales felt relieved.
He looked at the ground angrily, wiping the blood from his face, still unable to believe what he had just recalled.
Why……
When we were fighting just now...
How can he adapt so well?
"Happy day, isn't it."
"This is the last one...if you don't count the one who ran away."
On the other side, Sak'el picked up the torch, lit up the results of the battle, and said to Yoder:
"I suggest you pursue it now to avoid future troubles... Facing the Shadow Shield, only your ability is the most suitable."
Yodel turned back and glanced deeper into the passage:
"Don't worry, he can't escape."
The masked guard said coldly.
"Then go," Sak'el pouted at him:
"I'm here."
Yodel nodded slightly, turned around, and patted Thales on the shoulder.
Thales gave him a difficult smile:
"Go ahead and do what you have to do."
Yodel nodded and disappeared into thin air the next second.
Kuai Rope, who was watching on the side, took a deep breath.
He covered his mouth with one hand and pointed to the place where Yoder disappeared with a horrified look on his face. His eyes turned back and forth: "He, he, he... humans... ghosts..."
Thales ignored him and just waved his hand indifferently.
"Find something else to do, hurry up, please."
"Jokes are the last thing we need right now."
Quick Rope's panic froze on his face, and he turned around in confusion.
On the other side, Tampa and Marina looked at each other with hostility.
But Thales has no time to worry about this anymore.
Maybe Marina's identity is embarrassing, maybe Tampa has good information, and keeping them here is not a good thing, but now, Thales just wants to have a good sleep.
The Sword of Disaster lost its leader and suffered heavy casualties. The remaining members of the Shadow Shield were destroyed here, and the Northlanders were short of manpower and could not make any big waves, not to mention that the Secret Service had set up an ambush on the ground.
The only troublesome thing is probably the fast rope...
He leaned on the wall behind him while holding his long sword, and sighed heavily.
Oh my god.
Magical energy.
Today, he used magic energy for the first time while awake.
but……
Even if I could vomit blood frequently in the past, my condition is still limited, and my time and ability are very limited.
Ah.
Thales snorted lightly and suddenly felt very tired.
Not just the body.
There is also spirit.
Sak'el walked slowly, looking embarrassed and frowning:
"Hey, little guy."
Thales raised his head tiredly, looked at the sin mark on the other person's forehead, and gave him a forced smile: "The beard is well shaved."
"And, thank you."
But Sak'el frowned.
"Your superpower is not omnipotent, right?"
The punishment knight inserted a torch into a corpse to use as lighting, while he used his sleeve to wipe the saber with multiple curls:
"Otherwise, you would have used it when you were held hostage."
Thales frowned deeply.
really.
I still need to explain to him...
Thales sighed and rested his forehead on the hilt of the sword.
"Let me guess, is there a time limit, or is it causing huge physical damage?" Sak'el leaned against the wall beside him and said calmly.
Thales snorted lightly, thinking that his appearance was probably noticed by them.
"That's right."
But Sak'el's next question made Thales slightly stunned:
"Why not save him?"
Um?
"What?" Thales raised his head in surprise.
"In the beginning, you can save little Yoder," Sak'el chuckled:
"But you gave up and asked me to help him instead."
The punishment knight turned his head: "Why?"
Save... Yodel?
Thales tried hard to recall that divine experience that seemed to be separated by a century, and imagined what he was thinking in that state.
At that time, it seemed that he wanted to disrupt the position of the enemy who was locking Yodel, and then...
The rational, calm, decisive self...
"Well, maybe you are more suitable? After all, there are three or four of them..."
But Sacher shook his head.
"No, I can see that you value him very much, and he is very loyal to you," Sak'el sighed and knocked on the wall behind him:
"If you can save him, you won't give up easily."
Thales frowned.
etc.
"It's not that you don't want to save him," Sak'el looked at the fire and said profoundly:
"But you can't save him."
Thales' eyelids twitched:
"What's the meaning?"
Can't save him?
etc.
Just now, it seemed that I had tried to deal with the second enemy holding a chain, but...
Sak'el turned his head and grinned at the prince. With his embarrassed appearance and slovenly appearance, he looked quite ugly.
"That sword."
Sak'el said calmly: "He has been holding it in his right hand."
Thales moved slightly.
That sword?
His first reaction was to look at Rire's sword.
But the next second, Thales understood.
When he figured something out, his face turned pale and his hair stood on end.
That sword.
I heard the punishment knight sigh: "It's precisely because of that Wu Zhi Sword, that legendary anti-demon weapon..."
The Sword of Nothing.
At that moment, Thales' breathing became blurry.
what did he say……
"So your ability has no effect on the chain on his right arm." Sak'el said calmly.
Thales opened his mouth with difficulty:
"Sacher, you..."
The punishment knight leaned against the wall, lowered his head, and chuckled: "No wonder, I have seen similar ones before... Your Highness Thales, did I call you by the wrong name?"
Like a rusty clock, Thales turned his head and looked at him worriedly.
He got it...
Sak'el's smile was sincere and full of apology:
"Please understand, child."
"This is not a personal grudge."
At that moment, looking at the other person's smile, Thales suddenly felt his hair standing on end!
The sin of the Hell River in his body increased instantly!
It's like encountering the most terrifying threat.
Danger, danger - a voice seemed to warn him.
The next second.
Thales had a stern look on his face, reacting spontaneously without any guidance, and the muscles in his legs and waist became tense!
He jumped out of this corner with the force of leaving the string!
"call!"
The wind of the knife blows across the face, and the sting hurts!
In an instant, an avalanche of blades scraped through Thales' hair, taking away several hair strands.
"clang!"
The saber struck the wall.
Stone chips flying everywhere!
Thales was trembling all over, in disbelief.
He stood up in embarrassment and pain, and looked at the person in front of him in shock.
It was Sak'el who stood up with a knife in his hand and was full of murderous intent. He was looking at him with a complicated look.
The opponent's saber was cutting at the same spot as his own.
Only a few centimeters difference.
"Hide beautifully."
"Qiang."
The punishment knight frowned and drew out his blade, seemingly dissatisfied with the result of the sword cutting through the air.
Their movements even attracted the three people who were wary of each other on the other side.
"Sacher..."
Thales was not shocked. He held the sword tightly and even his breathing was trembling:
"You, what are you doing?"
Maybe……
Maybe he wanted to test his skills?
Take a look at your martial arts skills?
It must be... like this?
Thales thought so and felt his mind trembling.
Until Sak'el turned around and answered him expressionlessly:
"Correction of...mistakes."
One second.
Two seconds.
"Why?"
Thales looked at him blankly.
Sak'el shook his head, his eyes pitiful, but hiding endless murderous intent.
"You know why, kid."
"As I said, this is not a personal grudge."
The punishment knight looked at the young man in front of him silently, and slowly raised his sword, feeling excitement and sadness in his chest at the same time.
Please rest assured, Your Majesty Eddie, Your Majesty Midir.