Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 470 Visualization in Fire

Ricky's voice was hoarse, and it sounded like the vocal cords were cut off and just picked up.

Ricky’s head reappeared on his neck—Tyles’ scalp numbly looked at it—the horrible fault between the skull and the neck was vivid, and the fault was a bloodless white face. Below the fault is the neck skin that is still bright red.

It was like... The skull was re-sewed back onto the body.

Just can't see the stitching.

"What the **** are you..."

Saciel can't believe his eyes.

Ricky, who is screaming at himself, refuses to give up his efforts to cut the other side with an axe blade:

"What the **** are you?"

But Ricky didn't answer him directly. Krassu, the sword of the disaster, just smiles like a dead body, and the terrible fault on his neck.

This even made many of the mercenaries under his command nervous, and Josh even turned his eyes and turned his head.

"I have to admit, among us," Ricky's words were weak, but his laughter was even more bizarre:

"Or you are stronger."

The next second, the deceased Su Sheng, the stranger has already scared the crowd, Ricky's arms and force, will lift the whole volley of Sakuel, and then squat!

boom!

A loud noise came.

"Sir!"

In the snoring of Talding's snoring, Sackel fell to the ground like a dead sandbag, twitching in pain, and spit blood.

Ricky sneered and shook his head, pulling out the axe blade embedded in his chest and throwing it on the ground.

"When oh..."

Taylors is stunned.

that person……

What is it...

In his mind, Giza showed a horrible scene of putting his head back into his body, chilling.

He really... isn't it a magician?

In the sound of the axe blade landing, Sackel trembled and tried to climb.

But I don't know if it hurts too much, or if I have no physical strength, his arm is only on the ground for a few seconds, and then bends again.

He fell to the ground again,

Tyres breathed awkwardly.

He has never seen Sakuel so weak.

But what makes him chilling is...

Tyres raised his head blankly and saw Ricky twisting his neck inadvertently. The terrible fault above disappeared in the snoring, filled with newborn skin, and the skin color on the upper and lower sides gradually converge.

There was a bang in his chest, listening to the bones that were cut off by the axe, and he was resetting himself.

He is recovering.

"But fortunately, I am always better than my opponent..." Ricky reached out and silently sorted out his collar and armor in either the subordinates or the fearful eyes of the enemy.

"More than one life."

More than one life?

Taylor looked at Ricky in front of him.

"Sunset!"

The little Bani, who has always been hard, looked at this scene and lost his calm.

"I know, not fair, right?"

At the rate of healing visible to the naked eye, Ricky shrugged and pulled a piece of axe blade from the chest:

"Welcome to the real world."

Ricky took a deep breath, as if he had learned to breathe again.

He went to the dying Sacreel on the ground.

"Do not!"

Tarding and Brian rushed up and rushed.

Cannon, who only left his eyes red, is still firmly beside the incredible Taylors.

Ricky chuckled and picked up his long sword, and his side, the swords of the disaster, also surrounded.

But Sakuel, who was lying on the ground, suddenly screamed:

"stop!"

As if he were born to obey this voice, Tarding and Buri were instinctively stopped, but instinctively stopped.

I saw Sakuel numbing blood painfully, facing them:

"Do it well... your duties."

Both Tarding and Brie were stagnation, and they looked at the seriously wounded chief in contradiction, and looked at the tales that were behind them.

Ricky, standing next to him, glanced at them with interest.

"Ricky!"

Semir walked up, as if he glanced at other people without hesitation, saying:

"They are all excellent fighters and they will be very useful."

"And we... are very short."

Ricky blinked and looked at Semir.

Semir did not evade, but the face was as usual.

"Humph."

Finally, Ricky snorted and nodded:

"of course."

"Then catch the living."

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the dagger that once again grabbed the palm of his hand.

More than one life.

Taylors subconsciously repeated, and still can't believe the scene just now.

They can't fight hard anymore.

The strangeness of Ricky... It’s really...

At this time.

"What the **** are you?"

Ricky bowed his head.

I saw Sakuel gasping in pain, apparently having used up his last strength.

The penalty knight looked at him with a sly look:

"I have seen the legendary second-generation blood family, after the heart is damaged and even the cervical spine is broken, it is still as good as ever."

"I have also seen steel-like horrible orcs, fighting for dozens of hours under unimaginable serious injuries."

"I have also seen extremely rare abilities fighters and the power of the end, which can heal terrible fatal injuries in a very short time."

Ricky raises his eyebrows.

This guy has a lot of knowledge.

Sakuel trembled and breathed.

"But you... you don't belong to any of the above."

Ricky snorted, I don't know if it is the default.

Sackel coughed and looked at his eyes:

"And... the brain and the head are destroyed?"

His eyes were clear for a while, and he was determined to:

"Do not."

"In this situation……"

"There is no longer a strong long-lived species."

"The powerful orcs can't survive."

"The horrible power and the power of the end... there are limits."

Sakuel, who was kneeling on the ground, looked up and the bloodshot scorpion directed at Ricky seemed to vow to get a saying.

Thales and others were also alert and dignified, and looked at Ricky without hesitation.

Ricky laughed.

His face showed a strange emotion.

It is like remembering.

"There have been miracles in this world," the man who resurrected and shook his head in amazement:

"And you, you are just too ignorant."

Sacuel coughed again.

"ignorance?"

I don't know why, the penalty knight laughed:

"There is only one way to prove it."

In the next second, Sackel suddenly reached out and picked up a torch from the ground that a mercenary had fallen!

Ricky's look changed.

I saw Sackel turn over and the torch flew straight to the leader of the sword of disaster!

"You--" Ricky gnawed his torch, but he was still hit by countless Mars.

There were several mercenaries flying over there, and Sakuel, who was at the end of the battle, was firmly suppressed.

Taylor looked at Sachuel's move in surprise:

What is he doing?

Unexpectedly, for a moment, Ricky's upper body actually appeared countless flames!

It’s like he is the torch that is at that point.

"Ah!"

Ricky groaned and struggling to slap the flames.

"what is this!"

Sakuel smirked out under the suppression of several people.

"This is - the amount - the tarpaulin removed from the torch," the penalty knight was heavily swayed by a mercenary, but still insisted on saying:

"I stuffed some in your clothes, just a little."

After a few seconds, Ricky was able to shoot off the flames and put down his hands.

The smoke dissipated from his body.

But it was at that moment.

"what!"

Tyres, who saw Ricky's appearance, exclaimed, and stepped back!

It was not only him who had this reaction, but also the prisoners of the Royal Guards and even the swords of many disasters.

Ricky is different.

Although it was only a few seconds, the place where he was burnt by the flame was peeled off like a wall paint.

Especially his left face.

Taylor looked at the people in front of him in horror.

Ricky's left face skin has disappeared.

Instead, it is a layer of black and white folds that overlap in everything, like muscles, and veins. As Ricky gnaws his teeth, he vibrates from time to time.

His left eye was also "peeled", leaving only the same black-painted muscle texture and a horrible eyelid with a strange yellow glow.

Not only the left face, his left shoulder, left abdomen, right hand... These places that have been visited by Mars or flames all reveal dark, black, consciously squirming lapped muscle groups.

And the rest of his life is still intact, like a normal human.

But human skin and lacquered black muscles, human and non-human, both mixed in and more strange.

Taylors is stunned.

what is this?

What the **** is this?

Ricky in front of him is like being pulled out of the human skin, and there is a dark black, muscular valgus and even creeping inside, which is a terrible yellow-eyed monster with a terrible face.

"Oh my God……"

Fast rope stunned:

"I live in a horror story..."

Talding subconsciously buckled him and prevented him from going on.

Although Tardin himself was almost scared by his own.

Ricky trembled, and the human part showed anger—of course, the non-human part, Taylors could not see what emotion it was.

This black-and-white monster, Ricky, glanced at the prince in the distance, and the horrible face surprised Taylors.

On Ricky's side, Josh skillfully handed him a hooded coat - Tyres could see that the latter had endured great fear or disgust, and Ricky was in the week. The swords of the disaster also subconsciously avoided some.

Ricky put on his coat and covered his half-man and half-ghost with a hood, slowly opening:

"I know……"

That second, Tyres sweats upright!

He only thought that Ricky’s moment of opening, from his scorpion, was a kind of rude, dumb, sharp, like a stone-like noise.

It's like scratching a steel plate with a nail.

It is the voice that everyone will hear in the most terrible nightmare.

He is not the only one who feels like this.

The fast rope even paled and subconsciously caught his ears!

I don't know if this nightmare voice has a negative magic. As the sound spreads, everyone in the room becomes nervous and upset.

The close mercenaries are nervously leaning forward, and they want to be farther away from their own leaders.

So that they have to forget the enemy.

"I know, I don't look good now," Ricky said coldly. Every syllable made countless goose bumps. Taylors even felt that he was shuddering.

"It takes some time to recover."

At the moment of his reception, Taylors breathed a sigh of relief.

Ricky stared at Sakuel on the ground with a yellow horror left eye and a normal human right eye.

"And you..."

When Ricky spoke again, Taylors really felt like he was suffering from a horror story.

But the penalty knight looked at his dear, and despite the horror, he took the lead:

"Sure enough, the flames... they let you show your true body."

Tersson breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Sackel for interrupting Ricky.

Ricky, who was awkward, shook his fists and clenched his fists.

Sackel looked straight at him, clenched his teeth, and aggressive:

"Let's say, what one of the seven monarchs you serve?"

Under the hood, Ricky's human pupils outside are born!

At that moment, many people were stunned.

Including Taylors.

The seven monarchs?

Wait, little slick - cough, Selma seems to tell me this...

Seven Jun...

But before Ricky replied, Sakuel continued to speak loudly, and his voice was fierce and decided: "What kind of face do you have in this world?"

“Attachment? Pollution? Confusion? Or is it a violent direct invasion?”

Everyone is stunned.

The strange and unfamiliar words interrupted the ideas of Thales and added his doubts.

Maybe it couldn't keep up with the conversation. Maybe it was too shocking after understanding. But including the Taylors, the side of the Royal Guards looked at the conversation between Sacker and Ricky.

A few seconds have passed.

Finally, Ricky's hood shook slightly.

"It is the watchman of the Royal Guard."

"I know a lot."

The shuddering tremors came out again.

Taylors subconsciously stunned.

Sakuel stared at him for a long time.

"It turns out that," the penalty knight finally spoke. This time, his tone lost the aggressiveness and sternness, and the dignity of mixed fear, surprise, and vigilance:

"I know what you are."

Ricky gave a glimpse.

He then smiled helplessly - but he even laughed and let Taylors want to hold his ear - as if he understood something:

"Hah, you have never seen it, are you?"

Enduring the torture of the ears and the spiritual stimulation, Tyres tried to understand each other's words:

Ricky looked up and showed a glimpse of the strange black skin in the hood, letting Taylors subconsciously shun the head.

Like being afraid of being discovered by him.

Ricky’s terrible voice began to scratch again:

"So, you just just... tempted me?"

Sakuel closed his eyes and nodded his conviction:

"But I am sure now - you really exist."

Ricky stared at him for a long time, and finally nodded, and the human eye showed admiration.

On the other hand, the little Barney who listened to the conversation between the two couldn't help it. He couldn't help but look at Ricky in horror and look at the penalty knight: "Sackel?"

"what happened?"

Sakuel took a sigh of relief and turned to Tyres and his old colleagues:

"you guys……"

"Let's put down your weapon."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone on the Teres side was shocked.

"Long, sir?" Talding asked, tempted.

I saw Sackel shook his head:

"We can't beat him... at least, there is no corresponding weapon and means to do it."

Ricky snorted.

His horror voice once again made Taylors restless.

"He..." Tyres hesitated, carefully glanced at Ricky, who was indifferent, but with a terrible voice hidden under his hood:

"What is he?"

Saciel was silent for a while and swept away others.

Including the sword of disaster, the insiders have bowed their heads, and the uninformed have revealed doubts.

"They are like the gods... the illusory legend."

Sakuel stared at Ricky, breathing hard under the pressure of two mercenaries, and gnashing his teeth:

"But the watchman inheritance a long time ago, as well as the archives of the Secrets, have recorded this existence."

"They have appeared in the history of the kingdom and even the empire, more than once."

Does this... exist?

Taylors stunned.

Sakuel sighed.

He slammed a piece of description:

"Flesh is for food, soul for hunting;"

"It is visible in the fire, and the gods are disillusioned."

Thales blinked and Sackel’s words awakened a sense of familiarity.

In the fire... visible?

God before... disillusionment?

Yes, this is a lingua franca translated from the ancient imperial language.

So it will be so weird.

Tyres frowned: "So he is..."

Sakuel shook his head and stared at Ricky's eyes more and more vigilant:

"No, not ‘he’.”

The penalty knight quickly changed the name of the person, letting the people present shudder:

“‘It’s not human.”

it?

With an inexplicable panic, Tyres looked at Ricky, who was still moving to the hood.

The next second, Sackel used his most mysterious and nervous tone:

"It's from hell..."

In a strange and uneasy atmosphere, Ricky, like a monster, cocked his mouth under his hood.

It was with great interest, in the horrified eyes of everyone, after listening to the last word of Sacker:

"demon."

Today, I have another 10,000 words. I must be fake without a sword.

- By a serious face without a sword.

(End of this chapter)