Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 424 wake up

Yodel silently squatted on the spot, on a strange dark purple mask, a pair of mirror holes were dark and dull.

Tyres suppressed thousands of thoughts and sighed slightly.

"So, you are there."

Yodel’s mask moved.

"Yes," the hoarse, dull voice rang from under the mask:

"I'm here."

The man behind the mask gently stretched out the gloved right hand:

"I am always here."

Tyres was silent for a few seconds, and the soreness in his arms gradually disappeared.

He took a deep breath.

"Yes."

The prince looked up and showed a gentle smile: "I know."

"I always know."

As soon as he grasped Jodel's palm, he stood up by the power of the latter.

The torch in the hands of Yodel swayed and illuminate the surroundings, but it seems to be fading in the color when he shines on Yodel.

Only his mask is more mysterious and deep.

Taylor loosened Yodel's hand and stared at him silently.

Not long ago, Nie Lai and Monti’s **** battles in the rocky land were not only thrilling, but also the pool fish. Poor Tyles was sandwiched between them. It was the core chip of both sides and the key means by which the two used to make enemies. Suffering serious injuries, death and death.

Under the rare opportunity, the crime of the prison river squandered for a long time, and swallowed the boy at that moment.

And just as Tyre squats in the ground and accepts the uncontrollable affliction of the prison river, the sensitive and sensitive officer who was inspired at that moment gave back to the Star Prince new information.

In addition to the comet and the death crow, and the unmovable self, Teres felt the fourth person.

The fourth if there is no breathing, the fourth step is rubbing against the ground, and the fourth is like a curtain, hiding the mysterious character in the shadow.

It silently leans on the huge rock of the White Blade Guards' peak matchup. It is like a meteorite. It is almost motionless and integrates with the environment. Even when Tyres is in danger, he quietly lurks, waiting indifferently and neatly. Lai and Monti's victory and defeat.

The two extreme masters in the fierce battle know nothing about it.

Just like...the past.

Tyres may not recognize the figure, but this does not prevent him from recognizing the "curtain" through the short-time intensive version of Hell's senses - that layer of wonderful, unusual, even the prince himself has experienced, An invisible separation of color and sound.

The path of the shadow.

At that moment, Tyres suddenly understood that in the secret headquarters of Longyan City, if the Raphael with his heart was still correct, it must be this sentence:

[We will ensure that you have the power of trust and the protection of people from the beginning of the city to the Great Desert. - Of course, there are not many people, but they are rare in the world...]

It is Jodel.

Therefore, after leaving the lives of Nimule and Monty, Teres can safely go forward and enter the desert without returning.

After fleeing from Longyan City, on the bright side, Monty, as the best scout, took the threat of Thales to escape the pursuit. In secret, I don’t know when he sneaked into the North, as a guarantee in the shadows, guarding them. The trend - perhaps the Secret Branch has long suspected the loyalty of the Death Crow, perhaps this is the final test of Monty.

In the great desert, Tyres was in danger several times. In the end, there was always a magical "luck" that allowed him to escape the cold trap of desert: no matter whether it is the water, the loss of consciousness, the yellow sand, the life should not be The Jedi "crashed" into Dante's big swords, or when the orcs were besieged on eight sides, the merchant army ignited the star army that was attracted by the fire.

It seems now that most of these luck and coincidences are in line with Yodel’s secret and secretive style.

Not only this, maybe, maybe on the way out of the Palace of the Spirit, maybe the black robe swordsman with a double sword...

In that second, the thoughts of Tyles silently looked at Jodel’s mask and looked at the man who was so vocal, remembering that he first appeared in Hongfang Street and extended to the little children at that time. The scene of the shot.

He suddenly discovered that he had a mask guard with a high shoulder.

Just at this time.

"who are you?"

The deep and prolonged voice rang from the void, and Tyles was subconsciously vigilant, only to find that Jodel did not move, but turned his head to look to the rear.

Look at the cell that is covered in darkness.

"It’s a terrible stealing skill," Sachuelna experienced too much torture and looked vicissitudes of exhaustion from the darkness:

"I didn't even feel a trace before you got out of the sword."

Tyres frowned, and he found that Jodel seemed a bit too silent.

"But that mask."

Sakuel in the dark faintly:

"I recognize the mask."

mask?

Tyres jumped his eyebrows and quickly looked at Jodel, watching his dark purple singular mask.

The thing that made him extremely curious since he first met.

Just listening to Sakuel’s laughter, it’s cold and cold: “The goddess of the gods” is also one of the dowry of the elf queen. It has been classified as a 'forbidden' in the royal treasure house for three hundred years, not for no reason. of."

Ming dynasty?

What is the name?

In the words of Sackel, there was an emotion that made Tyres uneasy.

"Live shadows, camouflage, observation, insight, and even delay damage..." The prisoners in the prison slowly said: "It gives the owner too much benefit..."

"Just catch up with the price it got."

cost.

Tyres couldn't help but look at Jodel, but the latter was only silent, and he said nothing.

"who are you?"

It seems that Sakuel is also somewhat impatient, and the voice is a little impatient: "Even if you don't look at the mask, not everyone is qualified to make the sword of supreme."

"Secret? Or royal?"

Just as Thales squinted and wanted to remind them of his current situation, Jodel suddenly made a noise.

"I am just a nameless person." The mask guards faintly.

The prisoners in the dark were silent for a while.

"No, you are not."

His tone is certain.

"you are not."

After the mask named "Ming Shen Ji", the eyes were slightly moved.

There was a long sigh from Sackel.

Seems to think of something.

"I said it..."

"A long time ago, I said when I taught you to fight in the Fuxing Palace," the former Royal Guard’s watchman’s words contained an indescribable bleak:

"You are not suitable to be a royal assassin."

When Tyres saw that the mask guarded the figure that had not been moved for a long time, he shook it after this sentence.

Just listening to Sackel sighing and spit out a relative’s name:

"Little Yode."

The scene seems to be still in the air, only the fire continues to sway.

A few seconds later, Joel turned slowly and the hoarse voice rang hard:

"long time no see."

"Mr."

Thales looked at both sides.

Obviously, this is a long-lost reunion.

"You shouldn't wear that mask," Sackel did not listen to Jodel's words, his voice with a touch of sadness:

"You shouldn't."

This is the last sentence. With a burst of noise, his movements are not in the darkness of his cell.

Jodel did not speak.

Before being influenced by the atmosphere, Tyres turned his eyes and carefully pointed the way to the road, the deep passage.

"So, we are..."

Jodel looked up and no longer looked at Saciel:

"Don't worry, the secret is on the ground, everything is ready."

This next turn to Tyre's brow wrinkles.

"Mystery? Do they always know? From the time I came back, about the shadow shield, about the bones of the bones, about..."

He looked at Jodel suspiciously.

"Half," Jodel nodded and shook his head. "They knew half of them from the terminal."

"The half of the Shadow Shield is what I told them - your return route is not going well, and many people are very interested in you."

The mask guards silently.

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's really good news." His heart was filled with faint annoyance.

Really bad.

This is the voice of the prince.

Taylors tried to dispel the irritability and clear the throat, to Jodel:

"Listen, Jodel, amount, what should I say? When I came back, there was such a mercenary..."

When Tyres was troubled, Jodel suddenly opened his mouth:

"‘fast rope.’"

He is simple and straightforward.

It is to let tays a glimpse.

"The secret department doesn't know him," Joel seemed to know what Taylors thought. "Let's see what we can do."

Tyres opened his mouth and closed it again.

He looked at Jodel and was very grateful to each other.

I am grateful to the other party for understanding this.

But Yodel obviously didn't need the prince to express his gratitude. He consciously nodded and turned around.

"We should go."

Taylors moved his eyebrows.

"Oh, wait a minute."

Under the direction of the prince, Joel held a torch and followed Taylor to the falling body of Ricky.

Tyres looked at Ricky in the pool of blood, unimaginable, just in the pub an hour ago, the guy laid down himself effortlessly.

It’s so cold.

The leader of the sword of disaster.

The prince could only helplessly shake his head and squat down to flatten Ricky’s body.

It reveals that the latter is dead, and the eyes are empty.

"Excuse me, Dear Krassu," Tyres looked at Ricky's pale face in a complex mood, took the collected dagger from his arms, and shook the dead man to his waist. Also regardless of whether the other party can hear:

"I believe this is mine."

Yodel quietly looked at the dagger with a sheath and watched the prince talk to a body and continued to be silent.

Tyres snorted in Ricky's arms again, proficient in action, going straight to the key, fast and efficient.

It seems that when I was a child, I searched for unconscious drunks or unclaimed bodies in the stinking ditch in the lower city.

"And this..."

Tyres sighed, and found a yellow-colored precious letter paper, shaking it in front of him, watching the "H·N·璨星" in the following, quite awkward:

"I believe that it is not yours."

The prince didn't have the time to look at it. He took a deep breath and carefully folded this unusual letter into his arms.

Jodel suddenly opened his mouth at this time:

"arms."

"Well?" Tyres turned back.

"You should take his weapon," Jodel's mask moved: "We are not out of danger, and you can't just rely on a self-defense dagger."

Tyres picked an eyebrow.

"Well," the prince shrugged and looked at Ricky's waist, watching the slender sabre that was wrapped up in a tightly wrapped, never-sheathed:

"I guess this sword is useless in his hands."

Tyres opened Ricky's belt and pulled off his sabre band.

"You are a good person, Ricky, thank you for your protection and... generosity."

Tyres muttered to himself, unpacking the wrap and putting the sword in front of his eyes.

This is an unusual sword.

Tyres saw this feeling at first sight.

He saw a soft silver diamond inlaid in the sword, which made the weapon have an elegant and quiet sense of nobleness. Its carefully crafted hand guard and hilt constitute a standard right angle, which looks neat and rigorous. The two edges from the tip of the sword to the blade have a beautiful arc, which is shiny and smooth even under dim light.

When Tyres grabbed the hilt and lifted it, he immediately found that the weapon in his hand had an amazing balance, waving smoothly and without any stagnation.

"Good guy." Taylors took a few swords and sighed.

Compared with it, the weapons of the Northland people looked like they were shoddy, and even the creations of the stars appeared to be inferior. As for the weapons of the orcs, hehe...

But what attracts Taylors most is not its shape, but the inscriptions engraved on both sides of the blade.

"Ancient Empire." Taylors turned back and forth at the inscription on the blade, muttering.

But compared to other ancient imperial texts, this time, he can only recognize several phrases on the two lines of inscriptions.

"What is not stopping..."

Tyres looked at the inscribed body that was completely different from most of the written fonts: "What is eternal..."

God.

He really needs to make up for the star culture.

Tyres shook his head and took the last thing from Ricky's arms. He just passed his eyes and threw it to Yodel.

"Oh, take this, it will be useful."

"As for him..."

Tyres glanced at Semir, who was lying on the side, and thought about his sensitive and complicated identity. He sighed: "Let the Secrets handle it."

At this time, Yodel’s figure flashed instantly!

"Hey - hey!"

With a bang, Tyres had not been able to react and was thrown to the ground!

"Press and hold!"

Anxious anger rang from the passage: "Don't hurt our target."

Tyres gasped, clutching Ricky's sword, and held Jorder's arm and stood up, staring at his original position: a smashing arrow in place, the tail trembled.

But now is not the time to be lucky.

The next second, a lightning-fast sword light, must come from the air!

Meet the dark blade of another handle in the air.

"clang!"

A shrill crossfire sounded.

Tyres only felt that the eardrum for a while, he was immediately pushed back by Jodel, and reversed a dozen steps!

The figure of the mask guard flashed many times in the air, trying to avoid two quicker and more embarrassing tricks than the first sword, a backflip, which fell to the front of Tells.

More or less awkward.

Tyres saw the abrupt attackers and his heart tightened.

bad.

I saw the middle-aged swordsman of the North, and Cray stood coldly in front of them, staring at Jodel with resentment, and the "Twilight" sword in his hand trembled.

He is not the only one.

tread! tread! tread!

The multiple footsteps sounded from the end of the channel, as the fire approached.

Josh Qiqi, a sword of disaster, appeared at the entrance of the passage, followed by more than a dozen fierce mercenaries.

"Oh my God!"

Josh put down the bow in his hand and looked at the situation in the field.

He looked at the leader who fell in the pool of blood and the unconscious Semir, and showed his horror with his companions.

"This... Ricky..."

"Do not……"

From shock to innocence, from anger to hatred, the swords of the disaster look to the only remaining Jodel and Taylors.

Tyres clenched his teeth and held his fist.

They also come... too fast!

Just now, Jodel knocked down the two people, almost silent all the time...

It takes a long time to pass this passage.

How are they so fast...

"The siege formation!"

The Craystorm, who saw the situation in the field, screamed and was full of anger.

The swords of the disasters were scattered in a semicircle, showing the fierce light but carefully surrounding the prince and the guard.

In the face of countless hatred and murderous eyes, Taylors subconsciously raised Ricky's sword.

Joel's knee was slightly bent, and the Supreme Sword was replaced by a backhand in his palm.

"Ricky is right."

Cray looked at the body of the leader on the ground with hatred, and looked at the special long sword in the hand of Tyres: "He is right."

He eventually lifted the light and pointed angrily to the mask to guard Jodel:

"Sure enough, you are a sneaky guy who has been following us secretly, going back and forth!"

In the heart of Tyres:

"he knows?"

He looked incredulously at the leader of the scourge on the ground: "Ricky knows?"

Cray snorted with hatred and was extremely reluctant.

"Of course he knows."

Middle-aged swordsman in the Northland is cold and cold:

"Just, when we confronted the Shadow Shield, you secretly attacked and provoked the battle? You want to see us lose both sides and benefit from it."

Yodel is silent.

Cray bit his teeth: "Ricky has been suspicious since then - the battle started too fast and too sudden, too unprepared, unlike the brazier's style of coercion."

What Taylors understood, his face was white.

That means……

"So Ricky deliberately removed the man's hand and brought me here," the prince looked at Ricky's body and looked at the empty hall:

"Just for, for..."

"In order to bring out the mouse that is ruined in the dark." Josh threw the bow openly and pulled out two strange hand axes from behind:

"A lurking, even assassinous man with the ability to hide his body."

The eyes of all the scourge swords stared at Joel.

"The only thing that Ricky didn't think of was that this hidden-headed mouse had the power to kill him." Cray looked at Ricky's body on the ground and hated it: "The ambush signal is too late to send."

Tyres looked ugly at Jodel.

But I can only see the dark purple mask.

"Do you know, masked."

Cray's long sword trembled, and Taylor could see the power of the end assembled in his body, and his anger: "I promise you - you will pay for it."

The swords of the disasters were all opened up, and the hall was filled with murder.

Tyreston was a big headache.

Yodel slowly looked up.

Under the mask, his faint voice came out: "I know."

"I knew it from the beginning."

The next moment, the torch in Yodel's hand was extinguished and landed on the ground!

The whole person in the mask guards disappears like a morning, disappearing instantly in front of everyone!

Very strange.

"He is invisible again!"

The people of the Sword of Disaster are obviously experienced, they are not confused by the sights in front of them, only to see Cray roar:

"Don't use your eyes, feel the killing with the power of the end!"

At that moment, Tyres’ hair was in the senses of hell. He felt that the dozens of plagues in front of him had raised their swords and waited for them.

The power of the end is diffused from their bodies, different, or gathered somewhere, or rushing, or igniting the rhythm, or endlessly - but the same turbulent, violent, crazy, even the long distance If you look at it, you feel inexplicably stinging.

Not the same as ordinary people.

"Get the little one first!"

"No matter what trick it is, if he wants to attack, he must first show his body shape and even show his killing!" Cray calmly ordered the mercenaries to circumnavigate the exit and pay attention to every corner.

"The moment he manifested," Cray looked around, cold and authentic:

"It is the death period."

Tyres’ eyelid jumped and he felt bad.

"Eighteen," Tyres slowly stepped back, counting the enemies in front of him, moving his lips, whispering to the empty space of no one:

"There are still a few masters who are not in Ricky."

"can you?"

There is a unique hoarse voice in the air, just like six years ago: "They have numbers, formations, preparations, and knowing my existence, positive breakthroughs..."

After listening to the other party's meaning, Taylors has a heart.

"I am not the wrath of the kingdom." Yodel's voice stunned.

In front of us, the people of the sword of the disaster are vigilant and pressing hard.

"So the answer is no."

Tyres was frustrated and frowned, but he could only bite his head and think of it: "Well, then I tried to come..."

But Joel’s words continued to come and interrupted him:

"But someone can."

Taylors a glimpse.

what?

Can someone?

The next second, the wind screamed!

"Boom!"

A mercenary holding a torch slammed back, and the torch came out of his hand and hit the wall with a piece of stone.

It seems as if a blast has been blown, and in the hands of the sword of the disaster, the only three fires in the field are blown up!

"Where!" Cray anger screamed, and the sword light slammed like a thunder!

Taylors only had time to see that Jorder’s figure flashed in the air and the blade was attacked.

"clang!"

The mask guards the ghostly figure and repels one person first, and then retreats in the three-person attack.

After rolling through countless palaces, he rolled over and his back leaned against the stone pillars in the hall. There was no way to retreat.

"Come up, kill him!" Cray's killing was unrelenting.

But the next moment, Yodel's figure disappeared again on the stone pillar.

"boom!"

A heavy hammer smashed on the stone pillar that the mask guarded disappeared, causing the stone to splash.

"Fuck!" Josh, who had lost a lot of money, sighed.

The swords of the disasters calmly turned back, set the formation, and waited for the opportunity again.

However after a few seconds -

"Kara..."

A strange sound came from a distance!

The swords of the disasters are all in one.

Cray frowned and said: "What?"

But then, another sword of disaster found the enemy's trail, and shouted:

"Where!"

The mercenaries turned their heads and found the figure of Jodel on the wall behind the hall.

"kill!"

Josh rushed and rushed, and the four soldiers went out, forcing Yodel to be in a hurry.

But Cray saw more.

He saw that the masked dark geek put his left hand on the wall and gently released a ring.

Ring?

Next to the ring, there is an iron plate with the words inscribed.

Cray's face changed!

He subconsciously turned his head and saw a familiar emblem on the stone pillar where Jodel disappeared.

That eye.

Leading to an omniscient eye.

I don't know when, the long, strip-shaped crystal green key that originally belonged to Ricky has been firmly inserted in the center of the emblem.

Do not.

This is Cray's first thought.

The next moment, the rough metal friction and the crispness of the machine sounded!

"Kara - Kara - Kara!"

The swordsmen who were horrified by the disasters were in a mess, and Jodel escaped again, sneaked into the shadows, and flew a torch.

"Kara - Kara!"

The noisy and harsh machine sounded for a few seconds, afflicting the ears of everyone.

"Boom."

Until it disappeared with a muffled sound.

As if the axe blade on the guillotine, after experiencing the friction of death and bloody, it slammed and fell to the low end.

Cray and Josh looked back in horror, looking at the rear of the hall under the bare lighting of the last torch.

Disappeared.

Cray stared blankly at the infamous black cell.

Disappeared.

I don't know when, in the deep cell behind the hall, the mysterious railing of the prisoner was isolated and tortured...

Already gone.

Only a few dozen round holes on the ground are left, telling them where they are going.

Only behind a quiet darkness, setting off the secluded silence.

"Oops." Cray dismissed subconsciously, and even Joel's whereabouts were not taken care of.

Looking at the ominous darkness that should have been separated by the mysterious fence, the swords of the disasters subconsciously retreated.

They face each other, and many people are deep inside, and there is an inexplicable uneasiness.

A second later, a long and far-reaching inspiratory sound, slowly from the unknown darkness of the unknown:

"Aha--"

The sound is slightly heavy and the breath is slightly urgent.

Like a person who hasn't breathed for a long time, get the first breath of air.

Even the dim light flashed slightly.

At that moment, the mercenaries immersed in the power of the singular end of the squad are numb, and the hair is upright!

Their final powers rioted together, as if they were irritating animals.

how--

"Stabilize!" Cray bit his teeth and said: "Formation!"

Under the raging end of the force, the mercenaries had to do their best to restrain themselves, and to hold on to the uncontrollable anger and the inexplicable panic.

Then they looked at the mysterious darkness.

The exhalation sounded again in the dark.

Compared to before, this time the atmosphere seems dull and steady.

"call……"

Still quite boring.

There was a buzz in the darkness.

Sweat fell from Cray's forehead, and he held the hilt in his death, suppressing the "greedy touch" of the crazy operation of the body, and guarding the unknown darkness ahead.

What are you doing?

He knows that there are not many situations in which the end of the sword of disaster can be so violent.

And that is...

Just at this time.

"Ah..." A dull, unremarkable male voice, faintly from the darkness:

"I really should shave."

The accent is pure and the words are sad.

In doubts and panic, the swords of the disasters face each other and the breathing speeds up.

Cray's eyelids twitched gently.

The moment he heard this voice, he suddenly had an illusion:

In the darkness in front, like a terrible beast, just woke up from the hibernation cave.

Exhale the first breath of lazy and unhappy.

Cray’s sword on his handle was tighter, and he swallowed hard.

"and so."

The boring male voice rang again, with some more vitality, and a little smile:

"Do you have a razor?"

puff!

A muffled sound, the only torch in the field was extinguished, and the fire disappeared.

The entire hall, including the 18th sword of disaster, was completely immersed in the darkness of death and deepness.

Deep bottomless.

(End of this chapter)