"Ditch your shield!"
Many soldiers looked at the speaker suspiciously.
It's Genard.
That Starlight Legion veteran.
"Trust me! The Star Legion has also fought against the so-called 'mercenaries' of the Feast Leader!" Genard shouted hoarsely while fighting.
Just listen to this veteran of the Starlight Legion, who even overwhelmed Jorah's voice, shouting: "Give up the star array, abandon the shield! Stay close to each other!"
"Put your feet on the nearest person, don't look with your eyes!"
"Hold the sword in both hands, stabbing in the direction of the vibration!"
"When you strike your sword, stay strong and stay flexible!"
Jorah turned his head and looked at Genard suspiciously.
While hesitating, another soldier's abdomen was scratched.
"Don't hesitate, do as he says!"
The old steward of the blood clan, Chris Corleone, grabbed a blood clan warrior in mid-air, and was caught by another warrior with deep wounds on his side. Hearing him say coldly:
"What you are facing is the corps with the smallest number of people in the world but the richest experience!"
"Holy Blood Corps!"
"Many of them have fought for hundreds of years!"
"The classic old formation doesn't work!"
"Okay!" Jorah was still hesitating, but Putilei fended off an attack in embarrassment, and roared, "Anyway, in a minute, we'll be almost dead—listen to that guy once!"
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Clang!"
Canxing's private soldiers all threw down their shields and pinned each other's feet according to Genard's instructions.
Holding swords in both hands, they no longer believed in the sight before them, and regrouped!
The effect was immediate.
Casualties immediately decreased.
The three-person group of ghosts and ghosts of the vampires can no longer exert the previous effect in front of the soldiers who are flexible after throwing down their shields and the extremely stable formation. On the contrary, the counterattack is based on vibration instead of vision Canxing's private soldiers began to make some gains.
Simon frowned in the distance: "Among them, there are veterans who have experienced war."
"Also," Hesta stared at Chris' figure, "Don't forget Chris—that guy used to be a member of the Holy Blood Corps."
"It's time for us to take action," Simon turned to His Majesty the Queen: "There are already four casualties."
"No," Katerina shook her head, still expressionless: "Even a master in the extreme realm cannot survive a melee with more than ten people unscathed."
"I'd rather be conservative, and there's no need to deplete your strength."
"After all, we are stepping on strange land."
Seeing that the battle around him was no longer so fierce, Thales heaved a sigh of relief, but Serena beside him suddenly tugged at the corner of his clothes.
"You want to stop this battle, don't you?" Serena showed a mysterious smile.
"Easy," Serena pointed to Katerina in the distance, "Just raid that crybaby."
"Chris can also help, so I'm sure."
"Then we can sit down and negotiate."
Thales panted, looked at Serena, then at Katrina.
Surround Wei and save Zhao?
Although he knew that this was a trick of the other party mixed with personal grievances, Thales also understood that this was probably the only way.
A soldier fell down panting.
He no longer hesitated.
"Ada!" Thales roared, looking forward, the cloaked figure with ease: "Take down that queen!"
Ada understood what Thales meant.
"My duty is to guard you!" Ada replied coldly.
Thales said angrily without hesitation: "Our people are suffering casualties! Stop them!"
Ada glanced at him, and curled her lips under the cloak.
"Please!" Thales stared at his extreme guard.
Ada snorted lightly.
In the next second, the secret guard pulled out an exquisitely crafted scimitar from under the cloak, and jumped up by a birch tree beside him.
Fly to Katerina!
The exquisite scimitar swung a brilliant blade in the air, like a prophet, and cut back the three blood warriors who flew up to intercept it.
Ada broke through the barrier and continued to run towards Katerina.
But a powerful arm appeared out of nowhere and clasped Ada's right shoulder.
"Ma'am!" Simon, who appeared in an instant, smiled happily, "You are mine..."
But before he could finish speaking, he felt Ada's shoulders sink, and he slipped out of his control in an instant.
Simon's expression changed.
This kind of dexterity...
Before he could finish thinking, the secret guard under the cloak tumbled, clasped his arm backwards, and flexibly rolled onto Simon's shoulder!
Simon didn't have time to be surprised, he turned around like an electric shot, and at the same time his body flashed, his claws came out.
But Ada's whole body twisted and moved like a boneless spirit snake, so Simon could only catch the air in vain.
Ada put her foot on Simon's shoulder, but with the strength of Simon's turn, she jumped up easily, as if crossing an obstacle, and ran towards Katerina without stopping.
Simon's face was extremely ugly - he was broken through and couldn't stop the opponent for even a second.
Ada's twitching and jumping made even Katrina frown.
It's simply not ordinary dexterity.
The second extreme master——Hesta Corleone flashed in front of Ada with a solemn expression.
This cloak, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary extreme - he thought.
But no matter how much dexterity, in front of the blood mist formed by the dance of blood shadow...
Heesta grinned grinningly, her body began to blur.
But his expression changed immediately!
Because the "Blood Shadow Dance" belonging to another blood clan also turned into blood mist, wrapping around his whole body unknowingly!
Chris Corleone, Serena's old housekeeper, appeared behind Hesta without a sound, holding his neck tightly.
"Chris!" Hesta roared angrily, made a sharp turn, got out of the opponent's grip, and pierced Chris' heart with one claw.
The two blood races in the extreme realm suddenly disappeared from the ground as if they were teleporting, and then reappeared in the trees, mid-air, or on the snowy ground. Every time they appeared, they were accompanied by an extremely dangerous fight.
"Hesta, old friend!" Chris responded blankly, "It's really a nostalgic old time."
The two blood races instantly melted into fog, like two entangled tornadoes, blowing into the sky.
But in front of Ada, there is no obstacle to the road leading to Katerina.
Thales's heart moved: For the rest, as long as Ada can subdue Katerina, or even gain the upper hand in the battle, she can...
There is a chance.
But in the next moment, Thales felt Serena beside him gently hugging his waist like a lover.
"In this way, no one will bother you and me."
She said softly.
Thales, who was engrossed, was about to shake off this nonsensical old hag impatiently.
But one thing suddenly came to his mind.
Serena.
you.
I.
inside.
I.
What she said—why was it so sudden that there was no leak?
Thales turned his head in surprise, and looked at Serena in disbelief.
Her highness Serena Corleone, with silver hair and red pupils, was looking at him with a smile: "As soon as I revealed my secrets, you found out?"
"As expected of my ally."
"Finally I can speak normally. This month, I've worked so hard to pretend."
"Too smart kid."
Thales stared at all this with a blank mind.
what happened?
Before he had time to figure out the cause and effect, he lay down on the snow and lost consciousness.
During the scuffle, Rolf stepped on his sore knees—he wasn't quite used to the pair of prosthetic limbs yet, and used the Hidden Blade to block a vampire.
At this moment, he, who was extremely sensitive to the wind, frowned.
He turned his head, saw a carriage in the convoy, and suddenly moved.
The horse pulling the cart started to run as if frightened.
Sailed to the distance.
Rolf frowned deeply. He recognized that it was Serena's carriage.
what happened?
He turned his head, wanting to inform others.
But he immediately realized that he was a mute.
Rolf sighed helplessly.
at this time.
Eastren Corleone, who was in the melee, suddenly dropped a strange ball from his sleeve.
The ball is full of strange patterns and characters, and it is rolling.
The sharp-eyed Puttilai noticed the ball.
His face became extremely ugly.
"Everyone, lie down!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Puttilai roared angrily, "It's the mage's alchemy ball!"
Only Huai Ya's face changed drastically. He subconsciously wanted to pounce on Thales.
But he turned his head. In the chaos, he didn't see Thales.
What about His Royal Highness?
Extreme unease came from the bottom of his heart.
The next moment, intense light and explosions spread from the center of the sphere.
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When Thales woke up, he found himself in a galloping carriage.
He immediately recognized that it was Serena's carriage carrying the black coffin - because he was leaning against the folded black coffin.
Thales struggled to raise his head, but found that his hands were tied behind his back.
The traverser looked towards the front of the carriage in amazement.
There, Laurana Corleone was holding a riding whip and showing a sinister smile at him.
"What's going on here!" Thales asked her in surprise and anger.
"Don't worry, ally." On the other side of the carriage, Serena looked at him with an ulterior motive and smiled. "The most exciting part is just about to begin."
"It's time to reverse the situation."
The six or seven-year-old little Lolita smiled and said: "My road to reset."
Her complexion changed suddenly, and she spat unhappily:
"Catch up so quickly."
"Sure enough, he's a vengeful crybaby."
What?
Thales is still sorting out everything in front of him.
"Boom!"
As if someone had slammed the roof of the car, the carriage suddenly shook.
Thales was shaken and sat down.
But a bigger shock followed!
This is? Thales looked out of the carriage in surprise.
The horizon under the setting sun began to tilt.
"boom!"
The carriage slammed into a birch tree and overturned on the snow.
The dizzy Thales was hit in the carriage with a black nose and a bruised face.
He shook his head, gritted his teeth, and struggled with his hands tied behind his back - he couldn't touch the dagger at his waist - in the damaged carriage, like a caterpillar, squirmed out.
"It's really too much. What enmity do these two horses have with you?" Serena's childish voice came from not far away.
Thales struggled to get out of the carriage and fell on the snow.
He was immediately grabbed by the always strong hand.
Thales raised his head and saw Laurana grabbing him, standing beside Serena, looking at the opposite side as if facing a formidable enemy.
There, the Queen of the Night, the Weeper, Her Majesty Katerina Van Corleone, was looking at the three of them with a frosty face.
"Even if you create chaos, you can't escape."
"With your strength that has not recovered from your injuries, you are no match for me at all."
"The farce is over, hand over the black coffin of the dark night, and go back with me," Katerina looked sharply at her six or seven-year-old sister, showing hatred and disgust: "For your ugly past, continue to atone ."
Ugly past? Thales looked at the cute blinking Serena, feeling chills in his heart.
What is ugly?
What past?
"Oh, I don't know what crime I committed." Serena didn't seem worried, she laughed and said, "I've always only done the right thing."
"The right thing?"
Katerina repeated Serena's words expressionlessly.
But Thales only felt that the Queen of the Night was in a worse mood.
For the first time, Katerina, who was as cold as ice, radiated hatred and anger from her eyes:
"Is that so, is this your self-awareness after sitting withered in the Blood Forbidden Prison for two hundred years?"
"Paricide."
"Serena Van Corleone."