When Thales woke up from his weak and unconscious state due to excessive blood loss, he realized that he was leaning against a huge birch tree.
Ralf guarded him closely by his side. Seeing that he had woken up, the Phantom Wind Follower heaved a sigh of relief.
"How … is the situation?" Thales asked weakly as he touched the two fang wounds on his neck that had magically closed and stopped bleeding.
"Very good."
Ralf gestured strenuously.
With Ralf's help, he tried his best to sit up and looked at the two huge, terrifying monsters, one red and one white, under the moonlight not far away.
Serena retracted her skeletal wings in a dispirited manner. Covered in wounds, she supported herself against a birch tree and spat out a mouthful of blood in a disheveled manner. She panted violently.
She, who once held the absolute advantage, forced herself to raise her head and look at her cold and aloof younger sister in front of her. The True Form Katerina only had a few scratches on her body.
"It seems that the victor has been decided, patricide sinner," the Night Queen said coldly and raised her pure white right claw.
"Are you going to surrender, or be executed on the spot?"
Serena tried her best to support her body. She gritted her teeth and shut her eyes tightly.
In the 'second round' of the deathmatch, Serena, who was greatly weakened and had used up all her trump cards, faced Katerina, who had instantly recovered and was full of vitality and was even stronger than before. Other than her left arm being cruelly torn off from her back, her right calf was also broken — one of the results of Katerina's' Tears of Blood '. She could not even maintain her balance while standing on the ground. One of her skeletal wings was torn into three pieces, and her body was covered in layers of lacerations. Two of Serena's only right claw were broken as well. A terrifying bloody wound wound wound down from her ugly face to her chest.
Serena resisted the dizziness caused by her severe injuries and stared at everything in front of her in a daze.
'Did I fail?
'Racking my brains for a plan.
'Using every trick in the book.
'Using Constellation's power to purge the Sacred Blood Army's opponents.
'Using Constellation's power to ambush and restrain Katerina.
'Or at least cutting off the wings around her.
'Even in the worst-case scenario, I must be able to hide and protect myself.
'These goals …' Serena looked at the weak boy not far away in despair. 'None of them were achieved?
'Why …
'Freedom …
Serena lowered her head and sighed. Why is it so hard?
Her eyes dimmed, and her body began to be unable to support the True Form which consumed a huge amount of energy. Her blood and tissues automatically withered and changed. Her body shrank, and she turned from an ugly-faced woman back into the alluring Serena.
"Very well, if you still have one good point, sister." Katerina narrowed her eyes. Her claws gently scratched a birch tree beside her, leaving a deep mark.
"That is, you can always seize the opportunity to surrender to save your life."
The naked Serena, who had transformed back into her human form, sneered weakly. She forced herself to say, "Of course."
"An older sister always loves her younger sister."
At this moment, Serena's and Katerina's ears twitched at the same time.
Swoosh!
From the birch forest nearby came the sound of someone flying at high speed.
In the next second, the old butler Criscorleone's figure appeared in front of Katerina!
"Tong!"
After exchanging blows with the astonished Katerina, Criscorleone instantly retreated to Serena's side. He took out the cloak he had prepared beforehand and draped it over Serena.
The luxurious clothes on his body were tattered. Part of it was torn when he transformed into his True Form, while the other part was left behind from the fierce battle with Hestad.
"Your Highness." With just a glance, Chris Corleone understood the current situation. He said with a solemn expression, "Your Highness.
With a solemn expression, he said, "I strongly suggest that we retreat for now."
Thales frowned. He remembered Gilbert's evaluation of this old Blood Clansman.
The Night Queen revealed a complicated expression.
"Criscorleone, with your achievements in battle, you can be conferred a marquis.
"I still remember the surprise in my father's eyes when you mentioned that you wanted to serve us as a butler … Now that I look at it, he trusted his old subordinate too much." Katerina raised her pure white and strange True Form head and furrowed her brows slightly.
"Where is Hestad?"
"He got what he wished for, Your Highness Katerina." Criscorleone turned around and politely bowed slightly to the second young lady of the family, the true head of the Corleone family.
"Hestad died in battle in a glorious and joyful manner. He left without regrets and was freed from the pain of immortality."
'Leaving behind only us old comrades …' Criscorleone sighed secretly in his heart. 'To continue suffering in this world full of lies.'
Hearing the news of her subordinate's death, Katerina roared ferociously and spread her skeletal wings again.
At this moment, there was a sound from the trees!
* Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! *
More than ten human figures appeared behind Katerina one after the other, as if a frame skipped!
The warriors of the Sacred Blood Army finally arrived late.
Criscorleone supported the ashen-faced Serena and observed the worsening situation. His expression was grave and solemn.
"Your Majesty."
Although the remaining 12 men and women of the Sacred Blood Corps had injuries of varying degrees, they all wore resolute expressions as they respectfully saluted the Night Queen.
Katerina did not even look at them. She only nodded slowly.
"Surround them … the traitors," she ordered coldly.
At that moment, she seemed to have returned to her proper role — the aloof and mysterious Night Queen who had spread her name throughout the two hundred years of war in the Eastern Peninsula.
The twelve figures instantly spread out and firmly surrounded Serena and Criscorleone.
Although no one gave them a second glance, Thales' heart still tightened when he saw these people appear.
'This is the Sacred Blood Army. They actually did not have many casualties in such an intense battle.'
Thales panted weakly and said to Ralf seriously, "Be ready at any time and act according to the situation.
Both sides have a very deep grudge against us. Do not let down your guard. "
Ralf nodded.
Thales began to worry about the others again.
'The Sacred Blood Army has so few casualties. How are Putray, Wya, Chora, and the others, as well as Jadestar's private soldiers?
'Hmm … Did I forget about someone?
'Strange.
Who exactly did I forget? '
Thales scratched his head laboriously and vexedly, trying to remember.
But soon, he would not have to be vexed anymore.
"Ah ha ha, you are here, boy!" A loud greeting came from behind him!
Thales sighed.
'So it's her.'
Thales' female protector on this trip, Aida, dragged the dying and powerless Simon Corleone out of the thicket like a donkey pulling a mill. She immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"I didn't expect you to still be alive …" Aida said excitedly.
Thales rolled his eyes.
He turned his head and was stunned along with Ralf.
"What's wrong?"
Aida, who had a beautiful face, silver eyes, bright hair, and slightly swaying ears, casually tossed Simon aside. She exhaled as if she had been released from a burden. She turned around and clapped her hands. She looked at Thales, who was stunned and speechless, and said briskly and disdainfully,
"Have you never seen an elf before?
"I've never seen an elf who is as beautiful and stylish as I am, and as handsome and elegant as I am?"
"I'm guessing that with their sense of smell and hearing, that group of Blood Clansmen might have already found His Highness." Wya Caso cut the branches above his head and covered his left rib that had just been bandaged. He stared at the birch bushes in the dark, and said with difficulty,
"And we are still running around like headless flies!"
Putray lit a torch and carefully observed the footprints and wheel tracks on the snow. He said indifferently, "Instead of complaining, why don't you save your strength?
"You'd better save your strength. You may have to use your sword later — if you can still wield it."
Behind him was a Jadestar Private Soldier who was left behind on the road. He was supporting Chora, who was almost unconscious.
"Damn it, I lost Prince Thales on my first escort mission." Wya sensed his injuries and sighed regretfully.
"I am probably the worst attendant to a prince in the history of Constellation!"
When he heard this, Putray's hand, which was holding the torch, suddenly trembled slightly.
"No," Lord Putray Nemain, the diplomat group's vice diplomat, said slowly, "You are not."
Wya turned his head and looked at Putray in surprise.
The vice diplomat, who had always been indifferent to others, showed an unusual expression of loneliness and sorrow.
"Believe me, you are not the worst attendant."
"Once … there was a prince's attendant … who was much worse than you are now.
"It can be said that he was a complete failure."
"Who?" Wya asked in a daze, "Which attendant?"
Putray closed his eyes dejectedly and only shook his head.
At this moment, Wya's expression changed and he turned around quickly.
The single-edged sword in the attendant's hand was instantly unsheathed and slashed diagonally behind him.
* Clang! *
Putray covered his right shoulder, which was severely injured in an instant. He fell to the ground and panted continuously.
It was a wound caused by a sharp claw. It was only a few inches away from his throat!
Chora fell to the ground powerlessly. Beside him, the Jadestar Private Soldier knelt down in disbelief. He covered his neck that had been slashed open and struggled to inhale the last breath of air in his life.
"Damn it!"
Wya's action just now had affected the wound, which was not light to begin with. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He supported himself with one hand on the ground and raised his head to look at the enemy who had suddenly appeared.
"Very good intuition, boy." The supra class Blood Clansman with extraordinary speed, blonde and handsome Istrone Corleone, stood in front of them and licked his sharp claws that were covered in blood.
He flashed a confident smile.
"At this age, with such skills and the Power of Eradication … You are one of the 'seeds' of the Tower of Eradication, right?"
Istrone took a step forward. His eyes shone with a cold glare.
"Will it taste even more delicious?"
"No." Thales shook his head in resignation, letting go of the surprise and doubt in his heart. "I have just never seen such a … erm, conscientious elf."
The next moment, Thales' head was struck violently!
* Thud! *
Under Ralf's stunned gaze, Thales touched his head with tears in his eyes and looked at Aida pitifully.
'What kind of protector is this?!'
"Hey, hey, hey! What kind of expression and answer is that?! "
Under Thales' tearful gaze and the hostile gazes of all the Blood Clansmen present, Aida snorted in dissatisfaction. She kicked the unconscious Simon Corleone by her feet without realizing it.
"I went through a lot of hardships, exhausted all my strength, and used all sorts of methods to capture this terrifying supreme class opponent alive … Then, I cleverly captured him as a hostage so that you would have more bargaining chips in your negotiations! Capturing him alive is even harder than killing him. I spent a lot of time! "
'Yes, yes, that's right.
It's not because I got lost in the bushes. '
Aida raised her head proudly.
"Then, I immediately rushed over to provide support … to save you!"
Thales rolled his eyes in resignation again.
"Thank you for only — no, for rushing over now.
"There is only one question." Thales held his forehead and sighed.
"Are you a police officer?"
"Ah, what?" Aida was stunned when she came to his side.
"Ah, I mean …" Thales supported his weak body and sat upright. His expression changed and he said solemnly,
"You came at the right time!
Capturing the enemy alive, well done! "
Aida then curled up the corners of her lips and chuckled.
Katerina turned her head and looked at the dispirited Simon on the ground. She then stared at Thales.
'You want to use him as a bargaining chip? 'Looks like you still don't believe us.'
Thales stared back at the Night Queen without showing any signs of weakness.
'Of course, you are Serena's younger sister after all!'
"Enough." Katerina turned her head with a cold expression. She decided to settle the matters within her family first.
She shouted, "Serena Corleone, Chris Corleone, surrender yourselves!
I promise that I will give you a fair trial according to our tradition! "
Chris looked at the Blood Clan Warriors surrounding them and Aida in the distance. He sighed.
He was prepared to change into his True Form and fight for the last time.
At this moment, Serena suddenly extended her hand and stopped her subordinate's movements.
"Do you think this is the end?" Serena smiled wanly and looked at her younger sister, who was certain that victory was within her grasp.
Katerina furrowed her brows.
'It has come to this.
'What other trump cards does she have?'
Thales suddenly remembered what Serena had said.
'"War will purge the Sacred Blood Army's opponents and give me a more obedient Night Kingdom … and the true Corleone heir will turn the tide at the last moment …"'
'Wait a minute.
Turn the tide at the last moment? '
He was shocked.
Serena only had three people. How could she turn the tide against the attack of the suzerains of Constellation?
'So, the meaning of this sentence is …'
Thales furrowed his brows.
'She has reinforcements?'
In the next moment …
Serena revealed a desolate expression. She opened her mouth abruptly and spat out a crimson ball from her throat. She caught it in her hand.
It was a strange, wriggling ball.
Chris' expression changed abruptly!
Katerina looked puzzled. She did not recognize this thing.
Thales thought of something. That strange fluctuation surged into his eyes.
That ball.
It was emitting … crimson red light.
'The texture of this light … Why does it look a little familiar?'
Thales' heart skipped a beat. He turned towards the black coffin in the distance.
'Is it the light of the legendary anti-mystic equipment?
'Could it be that the red ball is also …'
"Why?" Katerina asked sarcastically.
"Do you still want to fight to the last soldier?"
Serena ignored her.
She only crushed the squirming red ball in her hand under everyone's watchful eyes, as if she had accepted her fate.
The ball was crushed in her palm and a red liquid flowed out.
It was like blood.
"You forced me to do this," Serena said desolately with a hoarse voice.
In the beginning, nothing happened.
But a few seconds later, a loud noise came from afar!
* Boom! *
It was like the eruption of a flood!
* Swoosh! *
The sound was getting closer!
It came from the east.
Everyone's expression changed.
"What did you do?!" Katerina's expression was gloomy as she looked at the desolate Serena.
Serena smiled bitterly and miserably. "I made my last and most desperate choice."
The loud noise grew louder and closer.
Everyone turned their heads vigilantly and observed their surroundings.
However, there was nothing around the birch tree forest under the moonlight!
"Hey, boy, you have a good brain … What exactly is this?" Aida asked curiously.
Thales shook his head solemnly.
He had a bad feeling about this.
* Boom! *
The sound that was like a torrential flood was getting closer and closer, almost within reach. It came from the east!
However, even the Blood Clansmen, who were known for their sharp hearing, looked at each other in surprise. Obviously, they did not hear anything.
Finally, after a few seconds, the sound gradually became softer.
Gradually weaker.
Finally, it completely disappeared.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. No one understood what had just happened.
Only Thales stared at the east in a daze.
Under that fluctuation, his eyes saw something.
Behind those birch trees.
'Such … such a bright light.
'Crimson … light.'
Suddenly, under everyone's bewildered and uncertain gazes, rustling sounds came from the direction where the strange noise disappeared.
It came from the birch trees in the east.
"Rustle …"
It was as if someone was walking in the snow.
Their footsteps were unsteady, as if they were not used to the snow.
'A normal person?
A commoner? '
Katerina furrowed her brows, while Serena flashed a wan smile.
Finally, a thin and frail figure appeared in everyone's field of vision.
That was the owner of the footsteps.
A young girl.
A young girl with a face full of smiles.
She slowly walked out from behind a birch tree.
Seeing her, the heavily injured Serena Corleone trembled uncontrollably.
Everyone else revealed surprised and puzzled expressions as they looked at each other.
'Only one person?
Who is she? '
The young girl quickly swept her gaze across the entire place and said gently,
"Oh, so it's here."
Katerina furrowed her brows deeply.
'Who is she?
Is she Serena's reinforcement?
A delicate girl?
'No.
'It's better to be careful.
'After all, she's Serena's backup plan.'
Katerina quickly considered the situation.
The young girl flashed a smile. It was bright and dazzling, pleasant and gentle.
However, Thales instinctively felt an unprecedented sense of danger!
"Can you give me that box? This was promised a long time ago. "The young girl smiled and pointed into the distance.
Thales turned his head. His face was pale.
The young girl was pointing at …
The Dark Night Black Coffin!
Katerina's expression was solemn as she cautiously took a step forward.
"No matter who you are," the queen said steadily, "I advise you not to interfere in matters here."
The warriors of the Sacred Blood Army had cold and stern expressions as they looked at the reckless young girl.
Under Katerina's telepathic instructions, one of them nodded. Five Blood Clan warriors instantly disappeared and blocked the path in front of the young girl.
They stared coldly at the young girl.
"What? You want to say 'no'? "The young girl seemed a little surprised.
"Why are there people like this every time?
I will be very distressed.
"Don't say no …"
Under everyone's bewildered gazes and expressions, she immediately smiled and shook her head.
"Don't."
The young girl happily revealed her pearly white teeth.
"It will hurt."
Thales looked at the strange confrontation between the nameless girl and the Blood Clansmen in front of him, puzzled.
'The way she speaks …
'This attitude where she talks to herself …
'I seem to have heard it somewhere before …'
At this moment, a voice that was mixed with fear and trembling traveled into the air.
"Run …"
Everyone turned their gazes.
The supreme class elite, Simon Corleone, who had just woken up, sat up.
At this moment, he was staring at the young girl with widened eyes. His face was filled with uncontrollable panic, like a mouse that had seen a cat.
"Run …"
"Simon!" Katerina could not stand it anymore. She shouted sternly to stop him, "You have forgotten yourself!"
The Blood Clan warriors looked at each other. They could not believe that their commander was in such a state.
But that was not all.
In the next moment, the battle-hardened supreme class elite, the marquis of the Corleone Family, one of the terrifying Four Wings of Night King, the famous' Flashing Wings' Simon Corleone actually moved his buttocks on the snowy ground like a child. He curled up and trembled.
"No … All of you do not know, all of you do not understand … It … It …"
The young girl looked at Simon tenderly and grinned.
Simon immediately shuddered. He trembled, and under everyone's incredulous gazes, his handsome face twitched. He shook his head desperately, sat on the ground, and stomped on the ground as he retreated. It was as if he had seen the deepest nightmare.
With a sobbing tone and a distorted face, Simon screamed shrilly in a shrill and fearful voice.
"Run!"
In the secret chamber.
"Take a breath and repeat what you said in detail."
In the darkness, 'Black Prophet' Morat Hansen held his staff tightly. His expression was unprecedentedly grave.
His right-hand man, Raphael Lindbergh, was leaning against the wall, panting as if he had just run all the way here. He said anxiously, gasping for breath, "Don't worry.
Panting, he said anxiously, "Because the prince's diplomat group is heading north …
"We … placed them at the border between Constellation and Eckstedt …
"The people who are searching for Ramon …
"are also preparing to withdraw …
"But …
"Both of them have not … not returned …
"One day ago …
"Someone found … one of their corpses …"
Raphael lowered his body and held onto his knees. He clenched his teeth and panted, trying to calm down this breath of air.
"And then?" Morat asked calmly.
Morat asked calmly, "How did they die?"
In the next moment …
"It's … it's …" Raphael raised his head, panted, and said through gritted teeth,
"It's that …"
Morat's pupils shrank. He tightened his grip on the staff in his hand and listened to Raphael finish the word.
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