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Kingdom's Bloodline

A lowly child beggar, a noble prince, a monster viewed as the enemy of the entire world. If you possess all three identities at the same time, which identity would you choose to help you earn a better ending? Thales did not have the answer. He only knew that he came to a different and magnificent world, and he had to face a future that was as difficult to handle as a nightmare. The glorious Empire had already been destroyed for one thousand years, the dying royal family suffered many problems, the legendary sacred battle had plenty of conspiracies, the divided world was in chaos. But Thales had nothing. The only thing he had left was an unswerving determination to preserve his own identity, bravery which would allow him to survive in a perilous situation, and a belief that he would never submit to principles he did not believe. “A King does not gain respect by virtue of his bloodline. The bloodline's glory rests on the deeds of the King.” Darkness will baptize light. Fire will create true steel. The forbidden prince’s story starts here.

Masterless Sword · ファンタジー
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760 Chs

Chapter 180 Twenty-four (Part 1)

Water, Water Corpse Ghost?

Thales couldn't believe his eyes as he surveyed the monsters filling the sewer—teeming, their forms diverse, and constantly emitting inhuman shrieks.

"Humans, what does your flesh taste like? Is it the same as the last one?" The worm monster, covered with tumors, intentionally swam several feet around him, clearly harboring ill intent.

Thales swallowed hard.

So, those ghost stories from the docks of Emerald City are actually true?

Do they really eat people?

If Maillot's "safety rope" just now was effective, would they be able to find this place?

Even if they did, would they be able to deal with this crowd of monsters?

No, relying on them was too late now, what was most important at this moment was...

Thales took a deep breath, through the increasingly intense sewer stench, and looked towards Sherryl at the end of his sight—she still lay forlorn on the giant creature's hand, her face covered with blood, her life and death unknown.