So this is what it feels like to face his superpower? Thales thought.
At such a close distance, it seems like even breathing is paralyzed.
But at least he wasn't hallucinating.
Lausanne II did not answer Thales. He first looked down at Slimani who was mumbling in his sleep on the ground, and then looked at Catherine who fainted again. His purpose was clear.
Thales frowned:
"What did he promise you? Is it worthy of the loyalty of a master like you to do such a dirty job, even drilling into the sewers?"
Luosang still didn't answer. He pressed the hilt of his sword, walked around Thales, and took a step sideways.
Oops.
Thales, holding the dagger, hurriedly turned around to cover the people behind him.
"Money? Official title? Honor? Even a fiefdom?"
Thales could only try his best to shout: "Or... revenge?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luosang suddenly looked at him!
Even though he was blocked by the mask and eyepiece, at that moment, Thales vaguely felt the other party's sharp eyes.
Very good, hold him back.
Thinking of this, Thales put away his nervous swordsmanship stance and tried his best to pretend to be relaxed:
"So superficial?"
"I suggest you not to stop it, Your Highness," Luosang said. "If you feel uncomfortable, you might as well turn your head or close your eyes."
Thales smiled softly:
"Then I suggest you learn from Charmaine Lombard, let go of the blood feud, and focus on a better tomorrow -"
But before he finished speaking, the black-clothed killer in front of him moved and instantly rushed behind Thales!
Grass!
Such a powerful master still engages in sneak attacks?
Thales was still cursing in his mind, but his body had already rushed out involuntarily, and the JC dagger stabbed Luosang's waist hard.
Stop him!
But his attack didn't work - almost at the same time, Lausanne turned back unexpectedly, turned around with ease and ease, avoided JC's sharp edge, and walked around to the other side under Thales's unbelievable eyes.
Oops!
Thales was shocked.
He subconsciously stopped and turned around, but his body couldn't keep up with his consciousness. He lost his balance during the sudden stop and turn, and fell backwards.
Luosang even had enough energy to turn his head and glance at him, then glanced at Slimani on the ground.
Better than taking a leisurely stroll.
Or playing monkey on the street?
Messi knocked down Boateng?
Grass!
Thales cursed in his heart, but could only watch as he fell backwards and watched the enemy get closer and closer to Slimani.
No.
what to do?
How to stop him?
No!
But right now.
【not enough.】
Thales trembled, the sin of the Hell River burning in his body, invading his joints and bones.
Grass!
Amid the crackling sounds and severe pain in his joints, Thales felt that his ankles, calves, and knees that had stretched to the extreme seemed to have strength again.
This feeling is...
Thales froze, and with the help of the Sin of the Prison River, he kicked the ground hard, pushing his body and shooting backwards!
This is a fucking twist of fate!
The young man shouted angrily, turned around, turned the dagger in the air, and stabbed the man in black!
Clang! Clang!
Amidst the sound of metal clashing, Thales, who was swinging his dagger repeatedly, finally got into position and stood between Lausanne and the four people who fainted on the ground.
Lausanne II took a few steps back, the sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and cold light shone everywhere.
blocked.
Thales put his hands on his knees, gasping for air, feeling the severe pain coming from the joints of his legs.
He blocked it.
Although my body was stagnant and unable to move due to the influence of the supernatural power before, I felt much better after I actually started using it.
It's just that the price is a bit high - Thales has already "overused" the crime of crossing the prison river today, and now he can only feel the joints in his legs groaning in protest.
No, why is Dead Face's power of destruction so weak?
"It's a good move. It's awkward, but it's effective." Lausanne looked at Thales who was tired and painful, and his tone changed slightly, "What kind of finishing power is it?"
good.
Force him to talk, talk more, and delay it as long as possible.
Thales, who was still breathing hard, tried his best to smile:
"you guess--"
But before he finished speaking, Luosang set off again, pressing towards Slimani!
Grass!
Thales cursed in his heart.
too fast!
I haven't recovered yet!
Mira actually said that this guy is "not that strong"?
Is the Neverwinter Sword of the dignified Arlend family also starting to brag?
But the scolding continued, and the tired Thales could only keep up with the opponent's movements, approaching Lausanne with the dagger.
clang!
The next moment, Luosang's long sword struck accurately, hitting the dagger in Thales' hand!
Thales was horrified.
The force on the opponent's sword was neither too much nor too little, and it didn't even scratch Thales' skin, but it happened to make the young man's arm tremble and the weapon dropped.
At that moment, Thales' mind froze when he saw the JC dagger being sent flying.
Damn, is it so accurate?
Over the years, he has seen many masters who are rarely seen in this world, and has even fought against some of them. Although most of them were beaten (or as Cohen put it, defeated in fierce battles), Thales can take responsibility.
It can be said that no one among them, not even one person, could knock off his weapon so exquisitely and accurately during such a fierce battle without hurting him at all.
Even the Punishment Knight, whose every move is full of calculation and suffocating every second, couldn't do it.
But Thales had no time to admire his opponent's superb swordsmanship and exquisite moves.
Because after shooting down his dagger, Lausanne II continued to press towards Slimani with his long sword!
Oops.
【not enough!】
At that moment, Thales frowned fiercely.
All right.
The sin of Hell River is burning again.
He couldn't stop the opponent's sword, but at least he could...
The next second, the unarmed Thales roared angrily, took the initiative, and rushed towards Lausanne's sword!
call!
The wind howled and the sword light suddenly stopped.
The tunnel became quiet.
Thales panted nervously. He half-knelt on the ground, opened his hands, and blocked Slimani behind him.
At this moment, Lausanne II's sword stopped in front of him, only an inch away from Thales' chest.
The tip of the sword does not move at all, as steady as a mountain.
"When you rushed over, you kept your eyes open from beginning to end," Luosang said lightly. "It seems that you are really not afraid of death."
Success? Success?
"Your sword is very stable, and you can send and receive it freely." Thales stared at the opponent's eyepiece and forced an ugly smile, "It seems that you really don't intend to hurt me."
The moment the words fell, Thales felt his eyes sting - as if a sharp knife shot out from behind the opponent's eyepiece.
The tunnel was quiet for a while.
Lausanne II glanced at Thales, then looked at Slimani lying behind him, took a few steps back, and withdrew his sword.
Only then did Thales exhale.
Damn it, the bet was won.
He lowered his arms and took the opportunity to move his joints and relax his muscles.
That's right, the stagnation and numbness in the body are much lighter than before.
In other words, I have become stronger - no, are you kidding me? It should be said that the effect of the other party's superpower... has really begun to weaken?
Thales thought hard.
Luosang stared at the prince in front of him, thinking non-stop.
It seems that informing him in advance that he will not be harmed not only did not weaken the prince's will to fight, but also allowed him to retreat and protect himself wisely. Instead, it gave the opponent a good card, even if he was unarmed.
If he continues to go crazy and use this suicidal interception to block the target without being able to hurt him...
Well, this is quite a challenge, even for himself.
This prince.
It's really confusing and annoying.
And cunning.
Lausanne II casually held a sword flower in his hand, and the sword was flexible in his hand, like a third hand:
"The value of this defense attorney is so high. Is it worth your life in exchange for it, Your Highness?"
"This is not a transaction," Thales shook his head and replied casually, "It has nothing to do with utilitarianism or his value."
Lausanne II was silent when he heard this.
"I see."
After a few seconds, he nodded slowly, but his words were sarcastic:
"I have seen people like you, Your Highness, moved by those noble knightly virtues and slogans: 'Protect the weak', 'Guard the good'... It is admirable, but also embarrassing."
Lausanne II sneered:
"It must be understood that these moral qualities that are promoted and slogans that are designed to protect and guard are, in the final analysis, just the 'weakness' that obeys the strong and the 'goodness' that obeys the powerful."
Thales frowned slightly.
"From a certain perspective, you are right. Everything born from the soil of the weak and the strong, whether you realize it or not, is inherently beneficial to the strong and protects the strong..."
Luosang interrupted him, pointing the tip of his sword directly at the defender on the ground:
"Then you should know, Your Highness! The person you condescend to save is neither weak nor kind. He was once a vigilance officer, attached to the system to suck blood and be parasitic. He is a man who dares to do whatever he wants if he wears an official cover.
He is a rotten person who is afraid of the strong and bullies the weak, and bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong."
Thales was stunned.
He looked at Luosang's sword, sighed and nodded.
"Yes, I know, he is, he may be."
But the next moment, Thales stood up and spoke firmly:
"but I am not."
He stared at Luosang and took a step forward to block the unconscious person behind him.
"I can't be."
Lausanne II did not reply.
His eyepieces were still dark, with nothing reflected except the dim light from the stove.
Just when Thales took a deep breath and thought about what to do next...
"I understand." Luosang spoke softly, his voice ethereal, echoing faintly in the dark tunnel.
Thales looked at the position of the dagger and said casually:
"Know what?"
"The reason why you protect this guy," Lausanne replied calmly, with profound meaning, "has nothing to do with his political value, the gains and losses in it, or even anyone or anything, but only concerns you and your own choice.
."
Thales' expression changed.
The way he looked at Luosang changed slightly:
"Interesting, you actually understand."
He exhaled and remembered something, which was a little emotional, but also a little funny:
"It's a pity that my personal guard captain still doesn't understand."
But at this moment, the black-clothed killer's sword came out again!
Oops!
The Sin of Hell River roared up, Thales' nerves tightened, his steps turned, and he stopped in front of the sword's edge!
Okay, he finally understood - these days, only by being able to carry out sneak attacks can you become a master.
But unexpectedly, Lausanne II's long sword just turned in a circle, and the light flickered on Thales' face, forcing him to blink subconsciously.
Not good!
As soon as Thales had this idea in his mind, he felt the light of his opponent's sword fading away, followed by the roar of the wind!
Luosang's black boots were hidden behind the sword move and he was kicked out fiercely. Thales had no time to react and could only block it with his arms.
"Boom!"
The opponent's kick was so powerful and the angle was so tricky that Thales couldn't stand still and flew off the ground!
Damn it, I was just broken through?
Thales, who was in the air, trembled in his heart and regretted it beyond words.
I paid too much attention to his sword moves.
What's even more annoying is that after performing this move, Lausanne II actually had the leisure to wave his hand to him in the air and make a "goodbye" gesture.
thump!
With a heavy muffled sound, Thales fell two meters away, feeling pain in his buttocks.
But he had no time to care about the pain.
Now, nothing can stop Lausanne from killing people.
No.
No!
Luosang stepped forward, lowered his sword blade, and got closer and closer to Slimani.
"Grass!"
The boy sitting on the ground roared and instinctively waved his arms!
The next moment, the JC dagger left his hand, cut through the air, and shot towards Lausanne II!
Luosang didn't even look back when he heard this, he just smiled softly.
He flicked his wrist slightly, and the sword blade met the dagger flying towards him with incomparable precision, without missing a beat.
Thales felt cold inside.
No!
No no no no!
【Not enough, enough, enough, enough——】
He gritted his teeth amid the boiling roar of the Hell River's sin that nearly burned everything.
Stop him, stop him, stop him!
The next second, Luosang's sword blade collided with the dagger in the air, but what came was not the unexpected crisp metal collision sound, but——
"boom!"
Luosang's head was raised, followed by an unpleasant muffled sound.
"ah!"
The killer in black groaned and backed away!
His posture was unbearable, his steps staggered, and he even swung his long sword blindly in the air a few times, blowing a fierce sword wind in the air, as if he was fending off an invisible enemy.
It is no longer as relaxed and free as before.
After taking more than ten steps back, Lausanne II finally stopped, but still maintained a defensive posture, fully alert and slightly embarrassed.
And Thales exhaled a breath, struggled tremblingly, and stood in front of the four people again.
Silence returned to the tunnel, and for a while the only sound that could be heard was Thales' breathing.
And the JC dagger fell to the ground, vibrating and buzzing.
In the firelight, Lausanne II slowly put down his sword and raised his head.
Thales smiled.
At some point, the black-clad killer's pair of eyepieces, as black as night, had been shattered into pieces and full of cracks.
The black mask was also damaged.
Lausanne II snorted coldly. He took off the broken eyepiece and pulled off the mask at the same time, revealing a delicate and fair face.
impossible.
Luosang looked at the broken eyepiece in his hand, then turned to look at the JC dagger on the ground, in disbelief.
He blocked the dagger just now.
That's right, his experience of wielding a sword for decades, fighting in more than a hundred battles, and beheading hundreds of people told him:
He has obviously blocked it.
but why?
Why can he still hit my eyepiece?
Thales gasped and looked at the man in black who took off the goggles and mask:
"Hey, isn't this handsome? Why are you so secretive?"
It's a pity that it couldn't cause more damage.
Looking at the dagger that was no longer trembling on the ground, Thales coughed twice in pain, wiped away the nosebleed that had flowed out unknowingly, and felt helpless and sighing.
I'm sorry, Mr. Saxon.
I... did magic again.
But please don't worry, if the Shuanghuangs catch me for this, I will never - won't confess you too quickly!
However……
Thales looked stern and returned his attention to the present.
If his guess is correct, every time the man in black starts to take action, gets caught in a fight, and loses his attention, his powers will show signs of loosening up, allowing his movements to become smoother.
If Mallos is right, superpowers have their limits...
That is to say, even if he is as powerful as Lausanne II in front of him, he can't have both supernatural powers and swordsmanship at the same time.
For some reason, Taylor remembered Asheida's sarcasm:
[It can be seen from this that your left hand cannot touch the crown, and your right hand cannot use magic power... Both hands are useless.]
snort.
Thales thought unhappily and flipped his wrist:
A familiar dagger magically appeared in his hand out of thin air.
Lausanne II was startled and turned his head:
The dagger on the ground that broke through his defense and shattered his eyepiece has disappeared.
Sure enough, something was fishy.
Maybe some magical weapon.
It seems that those monsters were right: the history and heritage of the Bright Star royal family are truly unfathomable.
You can't be careless in the face of this teenage boy.
What other trump card does he have? Alchemy ball?
Thinking of this, the killer in black paid full attention and was alert.
Thales adjusted his breathing, recalled the "trick" just now, and tried his best to distribute the finishing power reasonably.
So what you have to do is to use various methods to distract the other party and make him too busy to take care of him. It is best to be exhausted.
So that Glover and Rolf behind you can wake up as soon as possible!
As for how long this process will take and how much it will cost...
Thales waved the dagger vigorously, trying his best to forget the pain and pain in his body.
Luosang began to pace around Thales, carefully looking for a place to take action. He no longer looked as leisurely as before, as he was confident of winning.
"Okay, Your Highness, you have already fought."
The black-clothed killer revealed his true face and spoke coldly, with a hint of fear in his tone:
"You have proven your attitude, shown your benevolence, and established your image as a wise master. This guy will die without regrets."
Lausanne II looked at Slimani on the ground and spoke harshly:
"But if I continue like this, I won't be able to meet the employer's requirements - there is a high chance that I will accidentally hurt you."
"In this case, it shows that your employer is not that important," Thales chuckled and replied quickly: "It's not like you can't adapt to his requirements, right?"
Lausanne II frowned.
"Then why can't you be more flexible and report to Zhan that 'the defender ran away' or 'the prince saved him'?"
Thales looked sharply:
"It should be noted that no matter what price he gives you, I, the heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Stars, can give you double."
Well, at least in the name of the king.
But Luosang just curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.
Seeing that the other party was indifferent, Thales continued tentatively:
"Okay, if what you're afraid of is that he gives you a free ticket on the high seas..."
At this moment, he heard the sound of turning over from among the fainted people behind him.
Thales cheered up.
Very good.
They are starting to wake up!
He just needs to hold on for a while longer, attract attention, and make the other person busy and focused, so that he has no time to use his powers...
"...Then I, I mean the royal family can provide you with enough protection..."
But the next second, Lausanne II interrupted his thoughts with a cold voice:
"What I ask for, Your Highness, you cannot give me now."
"Then wait until I am crowned king!" Thales said loudly.
Lausanne II remained silent, his eyes focused on the dagger in his hand.
"Of course, if you can't wait," Thales took a deep breath, raised the dagger, smiled brightly, and tried to attract the other party's attention, "then why not come and help me to speed up the handover process of the throne?
"
Luosang closed his eyes. He was silent for a long time before opening his eyes.
"Interesting, Polaris," the black-clothed killer stared at him in the faint firelight, "you and your colleagues who are well-dressed and well-off, whether they are shrewd and self-interested, pretending to 'play big chess', or pedantic and conservative, or
Those who are self-proclaimed, those who are rebellious and unruly—all are a little different."
"And you, Lausanne II, you are different," Thales answered. "You are not a leek. You are not doing this job for glory and wealth, nor are you loyal and blindly obedient - then what are you doing?"
If you are so serious, wouldn’t it be bad to just go off and try to catch fish occasionally? Why are you willing to be exploited and used, and why should you take the risk of offending the future king to wipe the butt of Tricolor Iris——"
Before the prince finished shouting, Luosang suddenly approached!
But Thales was already prepared, the sins of the prison river surged, and JC's dagger shot out!
Ha, he has now learned how to sneak attack at this level...
Lausanne II's long sword went straight to the dagger in the air.
But in the next second, the figure of the killer in black moved sideways strangely by one meter, causing the dagger to completely miss!
Thales was stunned: The opponent's figure suddenly sped up so much?
Bang!
The JC dagger fell to the ground and made a clanging sound.
And Lausanne continues to hit at high speed!
Damn it.
Thales took a deep breath, took a step forward, and waved out his left hand - the JC dagger magically appeared in his palm again, flying towards Lausanne who changed direction!
This time, Lausanne II turned sharply and sideways again, and the dagger barely passed in front of him and shot into the darkness.
The killer in black turned around:
Thales raised his right hand warily, and the dagger appeared out of thin air in his hand for the third time.
Luosang narrowed his eyes.
Not replicating the dagger, not changing the trajectory, not visual illusion, but...
Very good, next time, he knows how to deal with this troublesome prince.
At this moment, Thales finally heard the person behind him waking up and gasping for breath.
But unexpectedly, what came was a clear female voice.
"No, Kaihame, I'm not interested in this matter... Hey, how did I get here..."
Is it Heeley?
Thales frowned slightly.
Glover and Rolf still show no sign of waking up, and the female boss...
You so-called battle-experienced guys are not as good as a pampered young lady?
Hilley struggled to sit up from the ground, his tone changed from confusion to shock:
"Ah! What happened? Who is he?"
Thales sighed, but he had no choice.
"Don't panic, Huiana, listen to me," he raised the dagger, alerting Luosang in front of him, and reminding Shilai behind him, "go wake them two-no matter what method you use."
Hilley stared, looked at Thales, and then at Lausanne II, in disbelief.
"You are killing them, Your Highness," Luosang said lightly, "I only promised not to hurt you."
Thales gritted his teeth.
Grass.
Of course he knows this!
but……
Thales snorted softly and raised his chin back:
"Hurt? Do you know who she is?"
Luosang said nothing.
"I see."
Hilley quickly understood the current situation, took a deep breath and stood up.
Thales felt relieved:
"Yes, wake up Rolf first, I mean the mute, and then ask him to beg..."
But the next second, Miss Kevin Dill ignored the unconscious Rolf on the ground, but jumped up, turned around and ran away!
"good luck!"
In the dim light of the fire, Xi Lai trotted towards the dim and dark tunnel, not forgetting to wave behind him along the way: