Chapter 98 Chaos

"So, you have to tell me..."

King Nun stood in his dormitory, wearing his crown and armor, and two rows of members of the White Blade Guard nervously guarding his side.

The king turned around, looked at his captain of the personal guard, and said majesticly: "In my Dragon Cloud City, something that the Kingdom of Exeter has never seen in hundreds of years..."

King Nun put a saber around his waist, with a solemn face:

"Catastrophe?"

"To be precise, Your Majesty," Nikolai held the knife in his hand, his expression cold: "It's not just Dragon Clouds City..."

"The "Book of Legends" records the warning range of the Soul Slaughter Gun—at this moment, that thing is probably in the Palace of Heroes."

The old king pondered for a few seconds.

"Very good, at least we now know...those monsters are not just legends." King Nun's face turned serious, and he strode out of the bedroom, followed closely by the White Blade Guard.

The old king glanced at the guards who were full outside the door, and they were on guard at their best: "How is the situation now?"

"I have sounded the highest alarm, closed the gates leading to the ax area and the spear area, and asked the people below to report regularly." Nicolai shook his head: "Unfortunately, up to now, no matter the guards or servants in the palace It's still the White Blade Guard, no one is missing, and no one is abnormal."

King Nun turned around and stared at Nikolai with a frown.

Unlucky?

"Sorry for using this word," the latter bowed his head slightly: "But in this case, we can't determine the location of that thing."

King Nun took a breath and nodded:

"Go and inform the Grand Dukes first—they should know why our alarm was sounded..."

"Then lock up all the drunks at the banquet, and drive them out at dawn..."

"Recall the white blade guards who are taking a break. If possible, send someone to the shield area and call Griveau. I need him to hold the gun of killing souls..."

"Notify the chief garrison officer, let him send all the order officers under his command to patrol the districts, send out signal crossbow arrows, and also report regularly..."

"Light the fire on the first gate,

All shooters are on duty, don't be stingy with eternal oil..."

As one order after another was issued, the orderly guards ran back and forth in a hurry.

"Don't be nervous, boys," the old king kept on stepping, his eyes flickering: "This is Exeter, the hometown of Nakaju."

"It's not more than six hundred years ago, it's not the battle of the end, it's not the years when those monsters were unscrupulous."

"But they are disasters in legends after all," Nicolai said vigilantly: "The "Book of History" records their power..."

"I know, they are powerful—every Grand Duke has been taught that," King Nun said in a strong voice, "but if it is strong, it is everything..."

"Then six hundred years ago," the old king said with a serious face and sharp eyes:

"We're still playing the end battle!"

"Of course." Nicolai nodded palely. "Next, after ensuring the safety of the palace, I will expand the search area beyond the gate."

At this moment, an unknown commotion came from behind the team.

"Shua!"

The guards and the white-bladed guards unsheathed their weapons nervously!

Surround the king tightly in the middle.

King Nuen looked at his subordinate's movements and snorted coldly.

Under Nicolai's scolding, the guards let go of their overly tense nerves and returned to normal vigilance.

A guard sent a message in a hurry.

"Your Majesty!" the guard shouted: "It's the envoys of those imperial people—he insists on seeing you!"

King Nun frowned.

Soon, the deputy envoy of the Star Mission, Lord Putilei Nieman, appeared in front of the king.

The thin deputy envoy's face was pale. He ignored the extra-normal security around him and said anxiously, "Your Majesty Nuen, there are intruders in your palace..."

"I already know," King Nuen waved his hand and said impatiently, "It's being processed."

The guards on both sides stopped Putilei and motioned for him to go back.

"No, Your Majesty!" Puttilai grabbed the guard's arm and said loudly, "It doesn't matter who the intruder is..."

"He just kidnapped His Royal Highness Thales!"

King Nun's face suddenly changed!

Nikolai looked at Puttilai strangely, obviously suspicious.

The old king stared at Putillai with an ugly expression on his face.

"What's going on?" King Nuen took a deep breath and asked calmly and cautiously, "Is there anyone else missing?"

The guards let go of Puttilai, who was gasping for breath.

"Yes, they disappeared at the same time," Puttilai adjusted his breathing, and said another big news: "And your granddaughter..."

"That Miss Selma Walton!"

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"It's really bad luck, why did I see you here?"

Ashida closed her eyes, her tone full of displeasure.

"When did the Brotherhood open the Northland sightseeing route?" The magician of Qi sarcastically said, "Or, your resentment towards me is so strong that even Broken Dragon Fortress can't stop it?"

Thales took a deep breath of the cold outdoors.

From Ashida's words, he finally confirmed the origin of the man in front of him.

The man in front of Ashida shook his head slowly.

"Someone told me that I could meet an old friend here." The man's speech was not fast, but it made people feel that there was inexplicable pressure in it: "I thought he was lying to me."

"I didn't expect to meet you," the man sighed. "It seems that lies are sometimes correct."

Looking at that man, Thales couldn't help but think of the old fraternity days.

As the lowest-level member of the Black Street Brotherhood, the beggar is not only a humble existence who can be beaten and scolded, but also the future blood of the brotherhood. Therefore, the internal affairs of the brotherhood are also the most spread news among the beggars.

During the ten-year development of the Brotherhood, the thirteen generals, who are most familiar to the beggars, made their debut in the past five years. Their common characteristics are viciousness, ferocity, and youth. The six high-ranking giants have profound experience in the association, and they respectively hold different business lifelines of the brotherhood. Each of them can be called a big crocodile in the kingdom's underground world.

But let's talk about the most powerful, most terrifying, and most incredible existence of the Brotherhood of the Black Street.

There is no doubt that they are the three big killers whose status is above the six giants—there are also rumors that they are the four big killers, although the fourth one is so mysterious that even the code name is different.

I don't know whether it is a self-proclaimed name or a nickname, but the three killers are named after three strange weapons:

Reverse cutlass.

Prison lock sickle.

black sword.

Among them, the story of Black Sword is undoubtedly the most legendary.

According to the rumors that Thales heard, he alone, with a sword, cut down the black street where multiple forces intertwined and entrenched in one night, blood flowed into rivers, and corpses were everywhere, and finally laid the first place for the nascent brotherhood. The lonely epic of a land;

There are also terrible stories about the enemies of the fraternity uniting together, uttering cruel words and paying a lot of money to buy the life of the black sword, but all their heads disappeared in their sleep;

There was even Hei Jian sitting alone in the sunset bar, facing the soldiers of the city defense team who came to arrest him after taking bribes, drinking and eating meat in a leisurely manner, and using his eyes and movements to force back the bloody legend of the 17th team of police officers ;

And the most bizarre thing is that the veteran blood bottle gang set up many ambushes that they were determined to win, surrounded and killed him with hundreds of people, but found that the black sword was completely intact the next day walking in the dark Scary ghost stories on the street.

In the stories from beggar thugs to common people, Black Sword is like a legend of the night with thousands of faces and omnipotence, and it is the embodiment of fear and the symbol of legend in the underground world. During the ten years when the Black Street Brotherhood followed him to hold the sword and dominated the kingdom, even the two magicians that the Blood Bottle Gang made a big fuss about were inferior to the legend of the Black Sword.

And now, the legendary black sword just stood in front of Thales.

Let the latter be a little unbelievable.

Compared with the ferocious, cruel and cruel in the rumors, Hei Jian's face under the moonlight is so ugly, with a flat forehead, small eyes, and even his body is above average, neither fat nor thin.

Putting it in the crowd, this is a person who is too ordinary, too ordinary, without any characteristics that can be remembered at a glance.

It seemed that there was nothing he could do with his whole body.

Except for his sharp eyes that are incompatible with the overall style.

and his sword.

Thales narrowed his eyes, watching the man slowly raise the sword in his hand.

It was a strange sword.

The dark appearance of the weapon might explain the Black Sword's nickname, but that's far from its only weirdness.

The length of this strange sword is moderate, the blade has a slight curvature, but the tip of the sword is actually curved, like a bird's beak, the blade is edged on one side, and the blood groove is deep and long

As for the unedged sword back, a section of the edge was actually hollowed out in one-third of the way, making a barb. Starting from the "barb" on the back of the sword, all the way to the tsuba, it is actually covered with fine sawtooth.

Looking at this legendary weird black sword, Thales couldn't help frowning.

The hilt of the strange sword didn't match the center line of the sword spine at all, but was off to one side - like a... kitchen knife? In addition, this sword does not have a cross guard, and some only extend from the tsuba, almost parallel to the hilt, and the single-side guard that protects the hand surface seems to fit into the four fingers other than the thumb.

Looking at the sword, Thales thought to himself: It doesn't look like a sword at all, but more like a long, straight knife with various small designs on the body.

This reminded Thales of the Swiss Army Knife in his previous life.

But Thales also realized at the same time that this strange black long sword was not the only weapon of the black sword, and the latter also had a long strip of weapon covered with linen tied around his waist.

Is it another sword?

"And you, you are like an annoying black cockroach, insignificant but extremely tough," Ashida said in a flat tone, as if she didn't care about the legend in front of her: "You can always drag your last breath, and you are embarrassed and lucky to climb Go back and crawl back disgustingly."

"Continue to be annoying."

The man didn't answer, his eyes passed over Ashida and fell on Thales.

Swept by those sharp eyes, Thales couldn't help but shudder.

These two guys... Thales thought to himself: They are both extremely dangerous existences.

But obviously, they are hostile to each other in the Brotherhood and the Blood Bottle Gang.

Perhaps one of them is his chance to escape from Ashida.

"For so many years, I have watched you grow from super-level to extreme-level, and become more and more powerful." Ashida looked at the black sword and shook his head slightly: "You are almost cultivating feelings."

Hei Jian remained silent.

"You know, standing in front of me in a daze is the most stupid." Ashida didn't care about Black Sword's impoliteness, he said with a smile: "During this time, I can completely take the air in your body..."

However, before Ashida finished speaking, the next moment, the black sword moved!

Hei Jian's figure flickered, stepping on the snow under his feet, dragging the sword with one hand, blocking his chest with the other, and rushed towards Ashida!

The corners of Ashida's mouth curled up slightly, not paying attention.

Thales was startled.

Since Hongfang Street, he has seen many masters' movements and movements in his short but wonderful experience, from super-level to extreme, each with its own characteristics.

The elusive Yordle, Chris who turned into a blood mist, Ada who is so fast and nimble that people can't see it, the Corleone sisters who are so fast that they can't even see their figures clearly in the fight, and the powerful but able to turn around freely. The flowers of the fortress, and the unstoppable wrath of the kingdom once it explodes, are both impressive.

Even Rolf's soaring posture in the wind, the astonishing speed of Eastron, and the gradually accelerating heavy punches of Red Viper Nekla are all distinctive.

But... Thales frowned as he looked at the black sword that was running step by step, neither fast nor slow.

It wasn't because of how sharp and dazzling Hei Jian's performance was.

It's because Heijian's striding and running movements are really...

It's so mundane.

Ordinary like an ordinary soldier, rushing towards the most powerful enemy.

There is no character at all.

Even Yala's movement and jumping in the slightest seemed to be a level higher than the black sword in front of her.

Compared with Black Sword's legendary reputation...

wrong.

Thales' heart skipped a beat.

The most common soldier? The most powerful enemy?

He squinted his eyes and saw Heijian's movements clearly.

The hand holding up the chest, the sword dragging behind, the distance between the legs...

Thales' heart skipped a beat.

This action... so familiar.

With a heartbeat, Thales' eyes entered that peculiar observation mode again.

As expected, Ashida in the field of vision turned into the most dazzling blue light.

But the strange thing is that the figure of Hei Jian is still the same as before, without any change.

But Thales has no time to take care of these.

Because Ashda, who was not moving, looked at the incoming black sword and snapped her fingers lightly.

"Snapped!"

Thales felt a surge of panic.

"call!"

In the next second, between Ashida and Heijian, countless snows on the ground suddenly flew away!

The snowflakes scattered, revealing the black limestone layer below.

In Thales' vision, an energy dotted with blue light surged up instantly, starting from the midline between the two, and swept towards the attacking man!

Thales' pupils shrank, and he immediately realized that it was airflow, the most violent airflow.

As high as tens of meters and as wide as tens of meters, this stream of air flow is layered upon layer, like a moving high wall, intercepting between Ashida and Heijian, completely covering the top of the cliff.

But now, it blew up countless piles of snow, aggressively, and rolled towards the rushing black sword.

"Ugh—"

Like a gigantic clap, it hits the tiniest worm.

Oops.

Thales frowned anxiously: Heijian could only see the drifting snow, but he couldn't see this invisible air flow.

No matter whether he advances left or right, jumps up and retreats—unless the black sword can penetrate into the ground, he can't avoid the sweeping airflow that has no dead ends.

"Be careful!" Thales, who saw the situation in front of him, couldn't help blurting out: "The thing in front of you is... a wall made of strong winds! Get out of here!"

Ashida moved slightly, and looked back at Thales.

Playful eyes.

And the black sword...

Heijian didn't seem to notice anything, but continued to charge forward.

Thales gritted his teeth.

It's too much airflow, didn't you hear?

He'll be blown away by the draft.

Then it was scraped off this high cliff.

Falling from the highest peak of Dragon Clouds City, he fell to the ground.

Thales was frustrated for a while: Black Sword might be the only chance to prevent him from being taken away by the magician, at least let him survive, and then report...

But he could only watch helplessly as Hei Jian was impartial, never retreating or evading, rushing towards this invisible, invisible, high wall of airflow that could not be dodged.

rushed to his own death.

Finally, Hei Jian rushed into the violent airflow, his hair was blown backwards, his robe fluttered, and he was about to be swept away by the airflow.

But the next moment, Thales opened his mouth wide in surprise.

The black sword was not scraped away.

I saw him crashing into the airflow, holding the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword was straight forward, swinging in the airflow.

Hei Jian's figure suddenly turned to one side, and his footsteps began to turn strangely. Instead of rushing in a straight line, he began to move forward in a left and right zigzag line in the direction pointed by the tip of the sword!

Just like that, Hei Jian held up the long sword, against the wind that could blow away the boulders, the direction changed from time to time, but the speed continued to rush towards Ashida without slowing down at all.

Like a wedge, nailed into the airflow, keep going deeper!

Thales watched his movements in disbelief.

How can this be?

Why did Ashida's air current have no effect on him.

Thales narrowed his eyes, and the fluctuations in his body began to gather, making his vision clearer.

Soon, Thales understood why.

In his field of vision, the black sword was not aimlessly ramming. I saw him regularly turning to a few specific places in the flashing blue light airflow—almost all the sparsest and dimmest parts of the blue light.

By some unknown method, Black Sword had already detected the invisible airflow. He found the weakest link in the uneven airflow, and by using his footsteps and angles, he squeezed into the place controlled by Ashida. in the airflow.

Thales couldn't help wondering: Normal people can't see those airflows at all, let alone the black sword in the airflow-how did he do it?

As an opponent, Ashida didn't seem to be surprised by this, he just moved his fingers slightly.

In Thales' eyes, the flashing air of blue light instantly brightened!

The airflow suddenly doubled!

Hei Jian's progress faltered! It was about to be blown away.

At the same time, Hei Jian's arm turned, and his strange long sword trembled suddenly.

In the oncoming turbulent airflow, Heijian cut an arc with both hands!

Thales' eyes widened: in the instantly enhanced blue light, a faint dark spot was struck by the black sword of the black sword—Thales really didn't know how to distinguish his nickname from his weapon.

Ashida's face changed slightly.

With this sword, the momentum of the airflow was chaotic,

Thales could see it clearly: At that moment, the air flow filled with blue light was alive...

A hole was torn open by the man with a sword.

Although it was only for a moment, the black sword at this moment seemed to be a legend that had suddenly come to life. His footsteps touched the ground, and his body jumped up. , Squeeze past!

In an instant, the black sword had already come five steps in front of Ashida.

The man's eyes looked at Ashida coldly, and he kept on stepping.

Also at that moment, Ashida suddenly raised her arms!

For some reason, Thales felt that Ashida's action seemed a little - flustered?

The next moment, the air pressure around Ashida seemed to be detonated instantly!

"boom!"

With Ashida as the center of the ball, a large amount of air burst out in a spherical shape and spread out!

In Thales' eyes, only the blue light around Ashida's body can be seen shooting out in a ring.

At that moment, Thales thought of a funny metaphor - at this moment, Ashida was so like a porcupine shooting arrows all over the place, facing the black sword in front of him, angrily and angrily counterattacked.

A huge force surged in the air, Thales was crushed to the ground, and his thinking had to return to reality.

Thales knew that it was Ashida's handwriting to protect him from the majestic burst of air pressure. He gritted his teeth and tried to raise his head, trying to see the situation of the battle clearly.

Snowflakes fluttered in the air.

The majestic and turbulent air pressure erupted violently, and the black sword a few steps in front of Ashida was the first to bear the brunt.

But Hei Jian once again made an unexpected move.

As if he knew what threat was coming towards him, Heijian flickered as he advanced!

Start... spinning?

Thales' surprised eyes had already fixed on Heijian.

"Hiss..."

He rubbed against the terrible air pressure all over his body, making a sharp and piercing sound.

The man's figure continued to whirl, like a weird dancer, twirling forward in the burst of air pressure.

However, he cleverly reduced the frontal air pressure load he was subjected to to a minimum.

Hei Jian's figure turned twice, and every time he turned around, he took a step towards Ashida in perfect balance.

Air pressure had no effect on his speed at all.

Under the ear-piercing sound of breath and Ashida's solemn gaze, the black sword came a step in front of him.

At that moment, the eyes of the Qi magician and Hei Jian met in the air.

The next moment.

Ashida with an ugly face raised her right hand and suddenly clenched her fist!

And Hei Jian shook his arm, and quickly handed out his strange sword!

The surrounding air trembled and began to change strangely.

Heijian's long sword leaped, drawing a strange arc.

"laugh!"

There was the sound of the blade piercing the flesh.

But at the same moment when Hei Jian swung his sword, as Ashida clenched his fist, the air around them seemed to suddenly thicken, become heavier, and become extremely viscous!

This reminded Thales of the trick that Ashida suffocated him before, and he couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Boom!"

Ashida's clenched right hand broke away from her body and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

In the air, a boundless pressure hit, and Heijian was crushed to the ground with one knee!

Without waiting for the opponent to react, Hei Jian put his left hand on the ground, rolled back and cut out the long sword at the same time, breaking through the heavy atmosphere.

The black sword rolled back a few meters, out of the air pressure range of Ashida, with the long sword across his chest, gasping for breath, while looking at Ashida vigilantly.

And the magician of qi stared blankly at his arm that fell on the ground.

This duel between rabbits rising and falcons falling has finally come to an end temporarily.

Thales got up from the ground, he had already forgotten to breathe.

Ashida's ability to control the atmosphere at will is enough to surprise him - the majestic sweeping airflow, the violent explosion air pressure, and the viscous, thick pressure. Thales believes that no matter who is in these situations, the Either way, it's just running around.

But Black Sword——in the shortest time, every move he made effectively cut into the weak point of Ashida's strange ability, overcame every obstacle, and rushed in front of the magician.

He also cut off the magician's arm abruptly.

Compared with Giza, who was bleeding "too much", there was not a single drop of blood flowing out of Ashida's wound, but a slight blue light—just like the time on Red Square Street.

The magician of qi was stunned for more than ten seconds.

Hei Jian took advantage of this time to constantly adjust his breathing, and his panting gradually calmed down.

Finally, Ashida sighed deeply, and the weird magician spoke slowly.

"This is the closest you have been to my side among our four encounters in the past ten years."

"Even cut off my arm," Ashida shook her head, shaking her severed arm: "Whether it's a quick reaction, physical fitness, or on-the-spot intuition—I have to admit, you are getting stronger and stronger. .”

"It seems that I have to take back the description of you as a 'black cockroach'," Ashida sarcastically said, "You have turned into a poisonous black scorpion."

Hei Jian stared at the magician steadfastly, without answering.

And... Ashida thought in her heart: Since the first encounter twelve years ago, this guy's strength has risen rapidly, as if there is no bottleneck or obstacle.

He was just an insignificant character back then, and now...

Thales watched with tingling scalp as Ashida's arm on the ground turned into blue light and dissipated—although he had expected it, and it was not unheard of, but watching this scene, he still felt a little weird.

At the same time, the blue light on Ashida's broken arm was bright again, and the light spot condensed into a new arm, and the same was true for the robe.

"In the absence of legendary anti-magic weapons, people who can face the magician head-on without losing the wind," Ashida shook her newly acquired right arm, and said with emotion: "Black Sword, you probably have a history The first ever."

Ashida recalled the past thousand years, and couldn't help but sigh: Is there any extreme master in history with his current strength?

Hearing this, Thales stared blankly at Heijian.

The latter stood up slowly, flicking off the snowflakes on the long sword.

"I'm sorry," Hei Jian's tone remained flat, and he said flatly, "But I can feel that you are deliberately suppressing your own power."

Hei Jian raised his head, looked at the statue of Naikaru, and frowned slightly: "Before changing, you would have blown up the whole mountain to pieces."

Ashida narrowed her eyes.

"What?" Hei Jian turned his head and looked directly into the magician's eyes: "Are you afraid... of something in this city?"

Thales frowned: Of course, Ashida had said it herself before—there are at least two legendary anti-magic weapons in Dragon Clouds City.

Ashida smiled.

"After all, this is the king's capital of a country, where the order is," the magician of qi shrugged, and said indifferently: "I don't want to make trouble to the point of massacring the city—that's not my preference."

"Royal capital? Order?" Hei Jian took a deep breath, and at that moment, his expression became very scary: "Twelve years ago, when you monster was killing people in the Fuxing Palace, why didn't you have such concerns? ?”

Thales was shocked!

But Ashida's next words shocked him no less than the former one:

"Tsk tsk, it's too ironic for those words to come out of your mouth," Ashida stared at Hei Jian, smiled lightly and shook her head slightly, with blue light surging in her eyes:

"If I remember correctly, you are the assassin who killed the Crown Prince, aren't you?"