The driller stared at Thales.

It was like meeting him for the first time.

A few seconds passed, and the drill finally took a deep breath and tried to force a smile:

"Your Highness, we didn't have to be so tense..."

But Thales interrupted him again.

"But you have a choice."

Unexpectedly, the Prince of Stars, who had looked at death just a moment ago, now smiled: "It was just an assumption, bitch, an assumption once you kill him."

The drill boy frowned again.

"But I guess you are not the kind of person who is willing to go all the way on Teng's old road, Zhuo Zi, so if you want to prove your sincerity and prove that you are useful to me, and I don't have to fight to the death, then you might as well start from now on.

start."

The driller stared at him, his expression frozen.

Thales calmed down his aggressive expression and raised a finger seriously:

"There is only one way to secure your future."

Thales lowered the blade of his sword, stretched out his palm towards Yoder, and kept his eyes on the drill:

"And you already know that, Drill."

Listening to the lines the prince gave him in return, the drill boy had to frown.

Thales stared at him steadily.

Yoder's mask was still gray and heavy, with only the mirror holes reflecting the faint firelight.

The boy's face twisted.

"Choose, drill."

At this time, Thales's eyes were piercing, and he said in a deep voice deliberately: "There are two roads in front of you."

He curled up the corners of his mouth, gently brushed the spine of the silver diamond sword with his left hand, and nudged his chin at the bound Yoder.

"You want the king's tolerance..."

Thales tied his fingers and nodded his head gently:

"Or do you want the king's life?"

At that moment, Douzi's face turned pale.

The dark cell was eerily silent, as if people in the distance were separated.

Even the sound of the battle between the Sword of Disaster and the Shield of Shadows has not been heard for a long time.

The eyes of the Star Prince and the assassin leader met several times in the firelight.

The masked guard slowly lowered his head and remained motionless.

Finally, after struggling for a while, the boy's face completely relaxed.

He reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth and showed an unwilling smile.

"You are well-deserved, Your Highness."

The driller let out a long sigh, removed the sharp cone from Yoder's throat as if resigned to his fate, and left the masked guard.

At that moment, Thales, who was holding on to the sword, finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

I just heard the driller put away his weapon, rubbed his chin, and said with profound meaning: "Push both of us into a desperate situation at the same time, throw the dilemma of choice back to me, and force me to retreat without restraint."

"Who taught you this? A hot-blooded and brainless Northerner?"

Thales chuckled.

"My father."

He lowered his sword and was distracted for a moment, his thoughts returning to the past:

"Six years ago, he used this method to end a bloody war between stars and dragons."

The driller nodded.

But at this moment, Thales felt his hair stand on end!

His hellish senses instantly felt strange.

Someone!

At that moment, the prince who had experienced many dangers subconsciously turned around and waved his sword!

The sins of the prison river surged forward and flooded my brain, as if time slowed down in an instant.

"call!"

Amidst the sound of his sleeves being torn apart, Thales saw the figure of the sneak attacker clearly with shock and anger.

assassin.

In that stretched second, Thales saw the situation clearly in shock:

Three assassins in Shadow Shield attire were rushing towards him from behind him on the left and right, either wearing gloves or holding blunt weapons!

On the other side, the driller with a satisfied smile took back a strange silent bone whistle from his mouth into his arms.

This is……

Make noise in the east and attack in the west.

They were not prepared to capture me alive...

Negotiate with me.

Thales said subconsciously.

Oops.

The sins of the Hell River surged up very quickly, filling his hands and legs. With his long sword, he broke through his usual speed and slashed at the sneak attacker on the left rear.

But this was already his limit, and Thales was unable to take care of the other two people.

No.

No!

Oops.

That's too late.

In that second, Thales thought blankly.

Learned another lesson.

Don't follow the assassin...

Be reasonable.

His sins of Hell River reached the limit, retreated from his brain, and time seemed to return to normal.

But Thales's expected fainting did not happen.

replaced by

"laugh!"

A monotonous and crisp sound of metal entering flesh suddenly sounded!

Thales was shocked.

He saw a sword coming through the air and flying towards the two assassins he was unaware of!

The two assassins trembled in the air as if they were hit head-on by high-speed war horses, and they were stunned!

"boom!"

The two flew out in opposite directions, hitting the wall one after the other.

Thales looked at the two assassins in surprise: like meat skewers, they were nailed to the wall one after another by a weapon that came through the air and an ordinary long sword that pierced through the chest.

Only twitching.

Zhuozi and his companions were completely unable to react. They just stared blankly at the long sword that fell from the sky and shot out like a javelin, shaking on the wall.

"Tap! Tread! Tread!"

Before Thales had time to think about it, a strange figure suddenly appeared beside him.

The prince turned around and could only see the strange figure stretching his arms and grabbing the third assassin's throat accurately.

The assassin seemed in disbelief and struggled to fight back, but his opponent didn't give him any chance and slapped him diagonally against the wall next to him!

"Boom!"

There was a heavy muffled sound.
To be continued...