Kingdom Bloodline

Chapter 177 Breaking into the Battlefield!

At six o'clock in the morning, in the center of the Shield Zone of Dragon Sky City, the moon had already set in the west, and the darkest moment of the day was about to arrive.

The multi-headed serpent Kirica seemed extremely excited, its massive body emitting a chilling screech of flesh grinding together—reminiscent of a millstone shredding pork. It frantically thrashed its limbs and tentacles, continuously releasing wave after wave of hordes that surrounded Nicolai and Griveo.

Meanwhile, two experts wielding legendary anti-magic weapons fought fiercely and advanced through the crowd controlled by the magic masters.

With immense perseverance, the two fought their way through the residents' cries and screams, finally managing to get close to the magic user.

However, the smiling girl simply shook her head slightly, and a huge tentacle reached out from behind her, sending her twenty meters away.

More people controlled by the magic master emerged from the cracks created by the split tentacles, bewildered. They surrounded the two humans at the extreme level, involuntarily blocking the space left by the tentacles once again.

Just a dozen meters away, under an inconspicuous low wall, Thales listened intently to Black Sword's explanation, filled with shock and astonishment.

"The power of termination originates from the untapped potential within the human body. We guide it into a usable force through special methods—such as specific fighting techniques and sword styles."

Black Sword's words seemed to carry a faint sense of authority, making people unconsciously prick up their ears to listen: "It can improve a person's abilities, qualities, or adaptability to certain situations, more or less, for a short or long time."

He stared at Thales with a serious and sharp gaze:
"The form of the power of termination varies from person to person and is very diverse. Some can form visible light, some can be integrated with organs and tissues, some can even flow day and night, some can act on specific parts of the body, and some can spread throughout the whole body."

"Even the same kind of finishing power can vary greatly depending on who wields it."

Thales frowned: If they are all so different, how can we 'teach' them?
Black Sword seemed to have heard his thoughts, and amidst the roar of the multi-headed serpent emerging from its flesh, he calmly said, "But they still have commonalities that can be used as a reference."

“Most of the power of termination, upon awakening, possesses a specific form and function,” Black Sword exhaled, his muscles trembling as if he were doing a final warm-up. He then said:
"For example, the brilliance of the stars that greatly prolongs neural excitation and human endurance; the melting of glaciers that continuously enhances stress resistance and perception; the symphony of the celestial horse that maximizes resonance with the external environment; and the sorrow of the sword that instantly breaks the body's self-protection mechanism..."

"Those who awaken these finishing powers will naturally develop personal biases and habits in their fighting style and ability usage, depending on the specific form of the finishing power."

The moment Thales blinked, Black Sword changed the subject:
"But the crime of the River of Hell is different."

Black Sword's expression began to turn cold.

"It is one of the least documented powers of destruction. Based on my experience and that of some of my predecessors, it originates from the most incredible potential of life," the black sword slowly uttered.

"Survival."

Thales felt a chill run down his spine.

He recalled his encounter in the birch forest: Serena had "strangled" him in mid-air.

"Therefore, the existence of the River of Hell is fundamentally for the purpose of prolonging a dying life." Black Sword slowly took a breath, adjusting his breathing: "It is a last struggle at all costs."

He gave the prince a deep look: "This is also the premise for us to awaken to the sins of the River of Prison."

"It awakens at the moment of death, igniting all the essence of life and exhausting all its possibilities."

"And that is why it is different from most of the Ending Forces: the Sin of the River of Hell has no specific form."

"In other words, it can exist in any form..."

"And play a role."

Thales' pupils contracted: "Any? Any other form of the power of termination?"

He began to understand the meaning of the black sword.

“That’s right…” Black Sword smiled, nodded, and looked at Kirika in the distance: “In that respect…”

"The Sin of the River of Hell..."

Black Sword narrowed his eyes, his pupils focusing on the battle in the distance:

"It can be described as an omnipotent power of termination."

While the two were talking, Nicolai and Griveaux were struggling to stay afloat.

"This can't go on like this."

With a cold expression, Nikolai severed a woman's head with his Soul-Severing Blade—the terrified look in her dying eyes weighed heavily on the heart of this battle-hardened warrior—and then faced the next bewildered old man.

“Thanks to the legendary anti-magic weapons, we are safe and sound…” Nikolai gently shook his slightly sore arm, glanced at the corpses lying around them, and couldn’t help but frown.

"But in the end, it will exhaust you to death!"

The Meteorite glanced at Griveo, whose expression was crazed and whose eyes were blazing with rage, and thought to himself:

Or, did Grevo kill enough people to reach a critical point and then suffer a mental breakdown?

Grevo roared and brandished his spear, the tip slicing through three men in succession, but he himself was scratched on the left arm by a little girl who attacked from behind.

The civilians in the Shield Zone who were cut by the spear tip died under the effect of "Slaughter". Griveor tried his best not to look at their expressions before they died, but his whole body was trembling violently.

"Do you have any way to get past that?!" Griveo gritted his teeth and took a step back, his emotions running high. "Don't tell me you're actually the Wrath of the Kingdom!"

“We can’t break through,” Nikolai stared intently at the girl standing in front of the hydra, drawing a flash of light with his blade, “but we can prevent her from retreating!”

Griveaux's expression shifted.

The next moment, the aura emanating from the Meteorite changed!
Two red blushes rose on Nicolai's pale face. He withdrew his arm and stopped drawing his sword to kill the dense crowd in front of him.

His fingers touched the Soul-Severing Blade.

In an instant, with a "crack" sound, the Soul-Severing Blade, which had two curved sections, broke in two from the point where it protruded from the spine!
The Blood Mage, witnessing all this, raised an eyebrow and instinctively sensed something was amiss; the blood-red markings on his face trembled.

The broken edge of the blade seemed remarkably neat. The Meteorite held the broken blade in one hand and the half-broken Soul Blade in the other, revealing a mysterious smile.

"The boundary break begins," he said softly.

The next second, Nikolai moved, and the power of termination within him began to tremble.

He shifted his body to the side, using incredible agility to squeeze past three civilians controlled by a magic master. Amid their screams, he lightly stepped onto their shoulders and leaped into the air!

If Edda were here, she would immediately recognize that this was the same gait that Nicolai displayed when they first met—a gait that moved through the crowd with perfect precision, yet remained ever-present and impossible to avoid.

Giza's expression shifted slightly, and immediately several controlled civilians bent their knees and leaped like monsters towards Nikolai in mid-air.

But Griveo's Soul-Slaying Spear drew an unusually large circle at this moment, sweeping across the air!
"laugh!"

Despite sustaining injuries to his shoulders and back during the siege, Griveaux roared and swept away all the civilians who tried to stop Nikolai, turning them into lifeless corpses.

Nikolai leaped into the air without any hindrance, and in that instant, he took a deep look at Giza in the distance.

Across a dense crowd of dozens of people, the Meteorite shook his arm.

The broken blade whistled through the air as it hurtled towards the mage's face!

Giza's expression changed drastically.

Amidst the piercing wind, she cautiously extended two tentacles from her body, struck the ground, and propelled herself backward.

"puff!"

The blade slammed into the earthen ground, only a few meters away from the Blood Mage.

Nikolai's expression remained unchanged. He landed from the air and used his broken blade to deflect an enemy who was about to launch a sneak attack from behind.

Giza squinted, staring at the broken blade on the ground, remaining silent.

However, just a second later, Nikolai flicked his blade, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and coldly said, "Boundary Severance Complete."

The mage's expression remained unchanged, showing not even a hint of doubt.

But in that instant, Nikolai suddenly unleashed the most emotionally charged roar since the start of the war: "Charge!"

As if receiving a supreme command, Griveaux opened his mouth, his face contorted with rage, and brandished his trembling spear, piercing through two innocent "enemies" before him, and charged forward with tears in his eyes!
"woooh!"

Amidst Griveor's roar, Nikolai was not to be outdone. The broken blade in his hand flashed with an almost blinding light, instantly slicing open the neck of a wailing boy and breaking through towards the mage.

"You only get one chance! Break through!"

In the eyes of the Blood Demon Master, the two extreme realm cultivators charged forward recklessly, disregarding the cost, risking injury, and ignoring defense. The dense crowd of dozens of people was actually routed by their charge!

Giza turned his head slightly, and more people emerged from his tentacles, surrounding the charging warriors.

But Nicolai and Griveaux's charge did not stop. Both of them were covered in scratches and cuts, yet they both unleashed their most ferocious state and fought fiercely!

They are getting closer and closer to the mage.

Giza finally closed her eyes, and soon, as before, Kirika reached out a giant tentacle from behind, grabbed her waist, and rolled her backward.

But then the unexpected happened.

The mage on the tentacles retreated only a dozen meters before the blade of the Soul-Severing Blade stuck in the ground suddenly gleamed brightly!
The broken blade flashed with the most dazzling yellow light.

The tentacles protecting Giza continued to drag backward, but suddenly a yellow light, exactly the same as that on the blade, flashed behind Giza!

Giza's expression changed.

The tentacles continued to retreat, but Giza seemed to be held back from behind by an invisible hand, stopping abruptly in front of a barrier of yellow light.

No matter how hard the tentacles tried, they couldn't drag Giza out of the range of the yellow light!
It's like something is stuck in my throat.

Giza suddenly looked up at the broken blade of the Soul-Severing Blade on the ground in front of him.

It's that blade!
There's a problem with it.

Giza didn't have much time to think, because in an instant, two experts at the pinnacle of power broke through the dense crowd, covered in blood, and fiercely attacked the magic master who couldn't retreat an inch!
Ten meters... five meters... four meters... three meters... the two are getting closer and closer to Giza!
"Attack!" Nikolai roared, elbowing back an enemy on his left, then turning and decisively drawing his blade, cutting down three or four people amidst splattering blood, sparing no effort to cover Griveo.

With tears still wet on his face and a heart full of resentment, Grevol swung his deadly Soul-Slaying Spear, stepped within three meters of the mage, and then thrust out with his spear!
The yellow light behind the Blood Mage flashed faster and faster.

It still blocked her way, preventing her from retreating or dodging.

The tip of the gun was close to Giza's eyes.

"Boom!"

Once again at the critical moment, the spear of the Soul-Slaying Spear was once again gripped tightly by the veteran "Big Belt" who suddenly appeared beside Giza.

The tip of the gun was only an inch away from Giza's face.

But unlike before, this time, the void behind Giza was flashing with an eerie light, making it impossible for her to retreat even an inch!

They were stuck between the Soul-Slaying Spear and the light.

Unable to advance or retreat, the situation was extremely perilous.

“Boss Griveo,” Big Belt said, his face streaked with tears as he gripped the Soul-Slaying Spear, “I’m sorry.”

Nikolai's figure flashed again, his broken sword flying and clanging, quickly protecting Grevo's body completely.

“It’s nothing.” Griveo gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment as he looked at the large leather belt that was helplessly positioned between the mage and the Soul-Slaying Spear. “Just another unlucky battle.”

The three remained locked in a stalemate.

The crowd surrounding the two seemed to suddenly receive some command and stopped abruptly. Amidst the terrified cries of those being controlled, they all retreated.

Nikolai finally got a chance to catch his breath. He took a step back and stood back to back with Grivell, who was holding the magic master to his knees with the Soul-Slaying Spear.

Giza lowered her head, her lips moved slightly, and her voice rang in the ears of the two Extreme Realm beings.

"What is this?" the mage asked calmly.

“The ability of the Soul-Severing Blade,” Nikolai clutched his chest, glanced at the blade on the ground, then at the large leather belt blocking the Soul-Slaying Spear, his face grim, “is to create a completely isolated area for a short period of time, centered on the separated blade.”

"Only in, no out." Nikolai exhaled a breath of visible heat.

Griveor gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred: "Enough to keep you trapped here—bitch."

Giza narrowed her eyes. The yellow light behind her was still blocking her path as she retreated, but she seemed completely unconcerned.

She asked, barely moving her lips, "How rare, another piece of weaponry I've never seen before."

“It’s funny, this ability has a really awful name,” Nikolai’s face twitched, and he finally took a deep breath and said stiffly, “It’s called ‘You Can’t Escape’.”

A cold wind blew by, and the multi-headed serpent futilely pulled at Giza, but the latter was tightly bound by the yellow light and could not move.

"Hmph," the Blood Mage sneered, "It's obviously the work of that bitch Bloodthorn."

Nikolai glanced warily at the crowd around him, then subtly nudged his companion behind him: "The Bloodthorn Queen forged this weapon to fight against Void Mages—those elusive and untraceable beings."

The multi-headed serpent Kirika let out an angry and ambiguous roar of flesh and blood.

"Just to deal with Sager?" The Blood Mage slowly shook his head. "Hearing you say that, that fool will be heartbroken."

“Of course, we later discovered,” Nikolai turned his head and stared intently at Giza, “that the Soulbreaker Blade, when used in conjunction with other armed forces, is quite effective against most disasters.”

“For example, right now… it’s like saying, ‘You can’t escape.’” The Blood Mage stared intently at them, his expression growing increasingly stiff.

"The game is over, you bitch." Griveo, holding the Soul-Slaying Spear, had a terrifying expression on his face, as if he wanted to slice the mage to pieces with his gaze.

“Let’s do it,” Nikolai urged his companions behind him in a cold voice, “to settle this once and for all.”

"Are you ready, big belt?" Griveaux nodded, looking at his former colleague who was being controlled, his eyes flashing with anger and pity.

“Of course, boss,” Big Belt gave a bitter smile at first, then his face stiffened, and he said with some sorrow, “I also have a daughter…”

Griveaux frowned slightly upon hearing this.

The shield zone was almost completely destroyed.

Only a small number of residents from the outskirts were evacuated.

His daughter is probably...

But Grevo still took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "I will take care of her for you."

A glint of tears welled up in Big Belt's eyes, and at that moment, a peaceful smile appeared on his face: "Thank you."

The next second, under the gaze of the man who had just freed himself from the belt, Griveaux's entire body emitted a terrifying "crackling" sound.

The Soul-Slaying Spear in his hands seemed to possess immense power, trembling as it detached from his leather belt and thrust straight out!
"puff!"

The Soul-Slaying Spear pierced through the large leather belt across the chest, producing a dull thud as metal scraped against the sternum.

The smile that had been on his face as he was freed by the large belt froze, and he became a withered corpse.

The light behind the mage flashed faster and faster!
It still prevented her from retreating.

"laugh!"

The spear tip emerged again from the back of the large leather belt.

Then, it pierced right between the magic master's eyes.

It pierced through the back of her head.

At that moment, the mage opened his mouth wide, trembling, but couldn't utter a single word.

It felt like I was experiencing boundless pain.

The Kirika behind her emitted a frightening hissing sound as its massive body slowly slumped to the ground.

The crowd around them stopped moving.

Giza's face began to darken and become brittle, like cracked, withered wood, splintering into pieces.

Nikolai exhaled.

He gasped for breath, staggered two steps, picked up the blade stuck in the ground, and slowly fastened it to the broken Soul-Severing Blade.

A dazzling yellow light flashed at the break, and then the two metal pieces fused together perfectly.

It was as smooth and new as if it had never been broken.

Griveaux closed his eyes, propped himself up on the ground with his rifle, and knelt on one knee from exhaustion.

ended.

Nikolai turned around and looked at the swaying multi-headed serpent.

"and many more!"

Griveo's roar rang out at that moment!

Nicolai immediately gave him a surprised look.

how?

"The Soul-Slaying Spear... is still vibrating!" The lame old soldier opened his mouth in disbelief, looking at Giza, which was shattered like broken pottery. He pulled hard and pulled out the spear tip.

"That's not her!" Griveaux roared in grief and rage. "Not that bitch!"

Nicolai was immediately shocked!
Under the shocked gazes of the two, pieces of "Giza's" face fell off one by one, revealing a delicate but already lifeless, ashen face.

After the mage's appearance was stripped away, an innocent girl appeared before them.

Griveo's pupils shrank instantly!

No.

His gun tip trembled.

It was as if I were witnessing the most terrible tragedy in the world.

No.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down the veteran's face.

No.

This is……

He stared blankly at the girl's face.

This is……

This is Big Belt's daughter!

That girl who always had a smile on her face, wandering around the Shield District collecting and refurbishing old fabric...

"No!"

Griveaux's face was contorted to its limit, filled with boundless despair, as he roared with heart-wrenching fury:

"Biaozi!"

The battle-hardened Nikolai had an icy expression. He spread his arms with lightning speed and turned to the surrounding crowd!

But it's too late.

Countless people sprang into action instantly, rushing toward Nikolai, who had just relaxed.

He was swallowed up by the crowd.

The next moment, a tentacle silently lashed out from the crowd and arrived in an instant.

"boom!"

Griveo, caught off guard, was struck hard by the tentacle!
Under the immense force, the lame old soldier was seen flying more than ten meters away.

"Boom!"

Like a tattered sack, Griveaux crashed into a pile of rubble, rolling several times amidst flying dirt and rocks, before lying motionless on the ground.

He appeared to have lost consciousness.

His Soul-Slaying Spear flew in another direction, rolled to the ground, and made a dull "clanging" sound.

"No!"

Nikolai's grief-stricken roar pierced through the crowd.

He fought his way out of a crowd of people whose strength, speed, and reflexes were all beyond human capabilities, leaving him covered in wounds.

Amidst splattering blood, the Meteorite rolled several meters away, bracing himself with one hand, weakly raising his head to look at Griveo, whose fate was unknown.

The previously teetering multi-headed serpent, Kirica, became active again, sending out a tentacle that split open. A gentle and radiant young woman—a true Blood Mage—appeared within the tentacle, radiating a charming smile.

With a somber expression, Nikolai glanced at Giza, then at the substitute lying beneath the Soul-Slaying Spear.

“No…you…when did you change your true form?” Nikolai trembled in disbelief.

Giza simply smiled at him, as if he were looking at a naughty child.

Nikolai closed his eyes, slammed his fist on the ground, and cried out in anguish to the heavens.

It's his fault.

He should have thought of it earlier.

From the very beginning—that magic user hadn't smiled, hadn't moved his lips, and hadn't shown any significant expression at all!

Looking back now: that was just a stand-in!

The Blood Mage's gentle voice drifted from afar.

"See, changing a person's appearance with a little dead skin isn't that difficult, is it?" Giza playfully shook his head. "It saves my little darlings from being attacked by the Soul-Slaying Spear, thus avoiding the danger to myself..."

"And we can also enjoy the wonderful expressions on your faces when you're tricked."

Giza chuckled as he looked at Nicolai's resentful expression and waved his hand.

"And as long as I stand in a straight line with the substitute—even the Soul-Slaying Spear, which can locate magic users, can't tell whether it's the substitute or the real one."

“Soul-Slaying Spear, out of the game,” the mage squinted at Griveo in the distance. “Listen carefully, this is a lesson from a bastard.”

In that instant, Giza's expression turned icy cold: "Never let your guard down."

"Ah!" Nikolai cried out in grief and indignation.

The next moment, countless tentacles and the controlled crowd, like a raging flood breaking through the dam, swept over the unconscious Griveo and the wounded Nicolai!
The two legendary leaders of the anti-magic forces were ultimately defeated by the magic master.

Nikolai gritted his teeth, his hand gripping the blade trembling with rage.

He staggered to his feet, looked at the enemies attacking from all sides, and helplessly raised his blade.

The blade sliced ​​through a tentacle, turning it to ashes.

The hilt of the knife knocked away a wailing child who pounced on him like a hawk hunting its prey, shoving him to the ground.

Goodbye, Griveaux.

Nikolai felt the blood flowing from his forehead and thought desperately.

we.

Failed.

But at that moment, the Blood Mage's expression suddenly changed!
She turned her head sharply and looked in one direction.

There, Kilika's two giant tentacles trembled almost simultaneously!
Then they all turned to ashes.

A figure broke into the hydra's range, causing it to stir.

Giza squinted, watching the blood and ashes drifting in the air.

Legendary anti-magic weaponry?

The third item?
Soon, the mage recognized the approaching figure.

“It’s you?” Giza’s brow twitched; it was an old acquaintance of hers.

The figure of the black sword appeared vaguely amidst the encirclement of numerous tentacles, less than twenty meters away from her.

But wherever he went, the flesh and blood creations of the Blood Mage turned to ashes.

“Remember my words,” Black Sword charged toward Giza with unwavering resolve, whispering to Thales, who held the Blade of Purification in his arms, “We only have one chance.”

"It's about to happen."

Thales took a deep breath, his eyes resolute, and slowly nodded.

Black Sword and Thales burst onto the battlefield at this moment.

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