Kingdom Bloodline

Chapter 84 Reversal of Situation

"Ditch the shields!"

Many soldiers looked at the person who spoke with suspicion.

It's Jenner.

That veteran of the Starshine Legion.

"Believe me! The Starshine Legion has also fought against the so-called 'mercenaries' of Feast Territory!" Jenard shouted hoarsely as he fought.

The veteran of the Starshine Legion roared, his voice even louder than Jorah's: "Abandon the Star Array, discard the shields! Stick together!"

"Use your feet to block the nearest person, and don't use your eyes to look!"

"Hold the sword with both hands and thrust it in the direction from which the vibration came!"

"Conserve your strength when you strike, and maintain agility!"

Jorah turned his head and looked at Jenard with a puzzled expression.

In the midst of hesitation, another soldier had his abdomen ripped open.

"Don't hesitate, do as he says!"

Chris Corleone, the vampire's old butler, snatched a vampire warrior from mid-air. Despite suffering a deep gash in his side from another warrior, he was determined to rip out the warrior's heart amidst the latter's roars. He coldly declared:

"You are facing the world's smallest but most experienced military force!"

"Holy Blood Legion!"

"Many of them have been fighting for hundreds of years!"

"The classic old tactics won't work!"

"Alright!" Jorah was still hesitating, but Putila, having awkwardly blocked an attack, roared, "Anyway, we'll be almost dead in another minute—listen to that guy this once!"

"Thump!" "Thump!" "Clang!"

The Stars' private soldiers all threw down their shields and, following Jenard's instructions, pinned each other down.

Holding swords in both hands, they could no longer believe what they were seeing and formed a new battle formation!
The effect is immediate.

The casualties immediately decreased.

The vampires' stealthy, rapid attacks in groups of three were no longer effective against the soldiers who became more agile after dropping their shields and their extremely stable formation. On the contrary, the Starlight Private Army, which counterattacked by using vibrations rather than sight, began to make some gains.

Simon frowned from a distance: "Among them are veterans who have experienced war."

“And another thing,” Hesta stared intently at Chris’s figure, “don’t forget Chris—that guy used to be a member of the Holy Blood Legion.”

“We must act now,” Simon said, turning to his Queen. “Four people have already been killed or wounded.”

"No, fighting is one thing, war is another." Cortrina shook her head, still expressionless: "Even a master of the highest level cannot emerge unscathed from a melee of more than fifty people."

"We still have to deal with those two Extreme Realm guys."

"It's better to be conservative than to erode your strength."

"After all, we are standing on unfamiliar land."

“Besides,” Cortrina pondered, “we also need to protect that thing back to the Eastern Continent.”

"The relatives of Feast Territory have been coveting it for a long time."

Seeing that the battle around him was no longer so fierce, Thales breathed a sigh of relief, but Serena beside him suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

"You want to stop this battle, don't you?" Serena smiled mysteriously.

“Simple,” Serena pointed to Cortrina in the distance, “Just ambush that crybaby.”

"Chris can help too, so I'm pretty confident."

"Then we can sit down and negotiate."

Thales gasped for breath, glancing at Serena and then at Cortrina.

Surround Wei and rescue Zhao?

Although he knew this was a scheme by the other party driven by personal grudges, Thales also understood that it was probably the only way.

A soldier collapsed, panting heavily.

He hesitated no more.

"Ada!" Thales roared, looking ahead at the cloaked figure who seemed to be handling the situation with ease. "Take down that queen!"

Eda understood what Thales meant.

“My duty is to protect you!” Ada replied coldly.

Thales roared without hesitation, "Our men are dying! Stop them!"

Ada glanced at him, her lips pursed beneath her cloak.

"Please!" Thales stared intently at his Extreme Guard.

Ada gave a soft hum.

The next second, the secret guard drew an exquisitely crafted scimitar from under his cloak and leaped into the air, using a nearby birch tree as cover.

He lunged at Kotlina!
The exquisite scimitar swung through the air, creating a dazzling display of blades, as if it were a prophetic move, slicing back three vampire warriors who lunged to intercept it.

Ada broke through the obstruction and continued running towards Cortrina.

But a strong arm appeared out of nowhere and gripped Ada's right shoulder.

"Madam!" Simon, who appeared instantly, laughed happily, "You are mine..."

But before he could finish speaking, he felt a weight on Ada's shoulder, and she instantly slipped out of his grasp.

Simon's expression changed.

This dexterity...

Before he could finish thinking, the secret guard under the cloak somersaulted, grabbed his arm, and nimbly flipped onto Simon's shoulder!

Before Simon could even react, he whirled around and, in a flash, unleashed a double claw attack.

But Ada's whole body twisted and turned like a boneless serpent, leaving Simon futilely grasping at thin air.

Eda lightly touched Simon's shoulder with her foot, and using the momentum of Simon's turn, she easily leaped up, running towards Kotlina without stopping, as if she were passing through an obstacle.

Simon's face was extremely grim—he had been outmaneuvered and couldn't stop his opponent for even a second.

Even Cortrina frowned as she watched Ada's agile movements.

It's incredibly skillful.

The second expert at the highest level—Hesta Corleone—appeared before Ada, his expression grave.

This cloak is probably no ordinary Extreme Realm item—he thought.

But no matter how skillful one is, it's no match for the blood mist created by the Dance of Blood Shadows...

Hesta grinned maliciously as his body began to blur.

But his expression immediately changed!
Because of the "Dance of Blood Shadows" belonging to another vampire clan, it also turned into blood mist and unknowingly wrapped around his entire body!
Chris Corleone, Serena's old butler, appeared silently behind Hesta and grabbed him by the neck.

"Chris!" Hesta roared, spun around to break free of his opponent's grip, and stabbed at Chris's heart with his claw.

The two vampires at the extreme level seemed to teleport, suddenly disappearing from the ground and reappearing in the trees, in mid-air, and in the snow. Each appearance was accompanied by an extremely dangerous battle.

“Hesta, old friend!” Chris replied expressionlessly. “Those are the good old days.”

The two vampires instantly turned into mist, like two intertwined tornadoes, sweeping into the sky.

With Eda standing before her, there were no longer any obstacles on the path to Cortrina.

Thales had a sudden inspiration: all that remained was for Ada to subdue Cortrina, or even gain the upper hand in the fight...

There is a chance.

But the next moment, Thales felt Serena gently wrap her arms around his waist like a lover.

"That way, no one will bother you and me."

She said softly.

Thales, who was completely absorbed in his work, was about to impatiently shake off the nonsensical old hag. But then something suddenly occurred to him.

Serena.

you.

I.

in.

偶。

Why did her words suddenly become so clear?
Thales turned his head in surprise and looked at Serena in disbelief.

"As expected of my ally."

Princess Serena Corleone, with her silver hair and red eyes, looked at him with a smile: "You noticed as soon as I relaxed?"

"Finally I can speak normally. This past month has been so tiring for me to pretend. You're such a clever little devil."

Thales blinked blankly, still not quite understanding.

“But whether it’s adults or children, the elderly or the young, you filthy men only fall for this, don’t you think?” Serena smiled slyly.

Thales stared blankly at everything.

what happened?

Before he could even process what had happened, he collapsed onto the snow and lost consciousness.

In the midst of the melee, Rolf, his knees aching—he wasn't quite used to his prosthetics yet—used his hidden blade to parry a vampire.

Just then, he frowned, his brow furrowing as he became unusually sensitive to wind.

He turned his head and saw a carriage in the caravan suddenly move.

The horses pulling the cart started running as if startled.

They drove off into the distance.

Rolf frowned deeply; he recognized it as Serena's carriage.

what happened?

He turned his head, intending to notify the others.

But he immediately realized that he was mute.

Rolf sighed helplessly.

at this time.

In the midst of the chaos, a strange sphere suddenly fell from Istrom Corleone's sleeve.

The sphere was covered with strange patterns and characters, and it rolled on its own.

The sharp-eyed Putila noticed the sphere.

His face turned extremely pale.

"Everyone, lie down!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Putila roared, "It's the mage's alchemical orb!"

Only Wyman's expression changed drastically; he instinctively wanted to lunge at Thales.

But when he turned his head, he couldn't see Thales in the chaos.

Where is His Highness?
An extreme sense of unease arose from the depths of his heart.

The next moment, intense light and an explosion emanated from the center of the sphere.

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When Thales woke up, he found himself in a galloping carriage.

He immediately recognized it as Serena's carriage carrying the black coffin—because he was leaning against the folded black coffin.

Thales struggled to lift his head, only to find that his hands were tied behind his back.

The prince looked at the front of the carriage with suspicion and uncertainty.

There, Lorana Corleone held a riding crop and gave him a sinister smile.

"What's going on?!" Thales demanded, both shocked and furious.

“Don’t worry, ally,” Serena said with a sly smile from the other side of the carriage, “the most exciting part is just beginning.”

"It's time to turn the tide."

The six- or seven-year-old girl said with a smile, "My path to restoration."

Her expression suddenly changed, and she spat out a curse in displeasure:
"They caught up so quickly."

"As expected, she's a vengeful crybaby."

what?
Thales was still sorting things out.

"Boom!"

It was as if someone had hit the roof of the car hard; the carriage suddenly shook.

Thales was shaken so badly that he sat down backward.

But an even greater tremor followed!

What is this? Thales looked out of the carriage with surprise and uncertainty.

As the sun set, the horizon began to tilt.

"boom!"

The carriage crashed into a birch tree and overturned on the snow.

Feeling dizzy and lightheaded, Thales bumped into something in the carriage and ended up with a bruised and swollen face.

He shook his head, gritted his teeth, and struggled to free his bound hands—he couldn't reach the JC dagger at his waist—and wriggled out of the wrecked carriage like a caterpillar.

"That's really going too far! What have those two horses ever done to you?" Serena's childish voice came from not far away.

Thales struggled to climb out of the carriage and fell onto the snow.

He was immediately grabbed by a strong hand.

Thales looked up and saw Lorana holding him, standing next to Serena, looking at the other side as if facing a formidable enemy.

There, the Queen of Night, the Weeper, Her Majesty Cortrina van Corleone, was looking at the three of them with an icy expression.

Even if you create chaos, you can't escape.

"With your current strength after your injury, you are no match for me at all."

“The farce is over. Hand over the Dark Night Coffin and come back with me,” Cortrina said sharply, looking at her sister, who looked about six or seven years old, with hatred and disgust in her eyes. “Continue to atone for your ugly past.”

A sordid past? Thales looked at the adorable Serena blinking her eyes, and a chill ran through him.

What's so ugly?
What past?

“Oh, I have no idea what crime I’ve committed,” Serena said with a chuckle, seemingly unconcerned. “I only ever do the right thing.”

"The right thing?"

Cortrina repeated Serena's words expressionlessly.

But Thales only felt that the Queen of the Night's mood had worsened.

For the first time, the usually icy Cortrina's eyes blazed with hatred and fury:

"Is that so? This is the self-awareness you gained after sitting in the Blood Forbidden Prison for two hundred years?"

"The patricide."

"Serena van Corleone".

The tomboyish book lovers in the group, Red Card, and Brothel-Prostitute "All the good names have been taken by others 2" went to university for their first day yesterday. Sigh, I was also a young college student back then. I hope she cherishes the best years of her life!
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(End of this chapter)