Warhammer Throne

The Griffon True Silver Sacred Sword slashed down towards Ryan with the power of thunder. ... !

The vengeance "Goddess" burned the flame of white "color", Ryan clenched the hilt, the bright silver "color" blade radiated a light blue "color" light, the huge spirit could be injected into the holy sword, and its explosion The energy of 'sex' made the Duke Griffon moved: "Is this your strongest blow?"

Lane didn't answer, he took a step, the vengeful `` goddess '' was connected with his blood, he could feel the excitement of the holy sword, and it was eager to fight with him side by side!

The power of the godfather, with the cold wind in the winter, hitting the atrium of the godson. The will of the godson resisted the power of the godfather like steel.

The holy sword waved, Ryan greeted Ivan's fierce gaze, and the vengeful `` female '' **** greeted the griffon true silver holy sword.

The blades ‘cross’, and in an instant, the Amber Avenue is as bright as the day.

An Dong was repelled by the dazzling light, and the eldest son of the Duke Griffon had to cover his eyes with his hands.

"Boom !!!" A violent explosion blasted the place where Ryan and Ivan ‘fighted’ into pieces. Large pieces of rubble flew in the sky, and the loud noise woke many sleeping aristocrats.

A figure flew out of the heart of the light source. He fell on one knee, his face was pale, and there was a trace of bright red in the corner of his mouth. The right hand of the vengeful "Goddess" goddess was turned into fly ash from the outer coat to the lined sleeve, completely. Lu's strong arm, he stepped back several steps, then stood up, without a word, the burning flame of the vengeful "Goddess" weakened slightly, but the light from the sword body shone more and more.

Is Ryan! The genetic primitive stood proudly, looking deep into the light source.

The dust and light gradually disappeared, and Ivan's figure gradually appeared. The Duke Griffon of the Sanctuary stepped out intact. He raised his right hand, and the gloves of his right hand gradually fell off in Anton's surprised eyes, and then turned into ashes.

Ivan stared at his godson as if he wanted to know him again.

For a long time, Ivan uttered a long sigh, and he put away the Griffon True Silver Sacred Sword: "Sure enough, the wings are hard, and I want to fly by myself."

"I don't know if you can be recognized by the stinky boy's strength?" Ryan also put away the vengeance "Goddess" god, his internal organs received a lot of shock just now, but as a genetic progenitor, his resilience is amazing. Not coming out has an impact.

"Your strength is already stronger than that of the Holy Grail Knights, no wonder ... no wonder you have this idea." Ivan's face was serious, he looked at Ryan silently for a while, and then sighed: "You better Find a time to explain it to your adoptive father. I ca n’t control you anymore. "

"Okay, I know, Ivan, Anton, good night!" Ryan knew that he had won the recognition of the godfather, he took the initiative to say goodnight to Ivan and Andong, and then left alone in the other direction.

The bright moonlight fell on the streets of Amber Avenue, and Ivan looked at the back of Ryan's departure and stood there without saying a word.

Another little eagle flew away from his wing.

His wings are safe and warm, but it is not a kind of bondage, where will this little eagle named Ryan fly in the future? His huge ambition will bring him glory ... or miserable destruction?

no one knows.

"Ryan's growth rate is beyond my imagination, father." Anton broke the silence, and the always confident Count Griffin suddenly "lu" showed some frustration: "I always thought I was good enough until I met Lane. "

"Lane's existence is a different kind. I really rarely see a young man as good as him." The Duke Griffon nodded, then looked at his eldest son: "The Empire has Caldo, Nord has Lion, There are Julius in Brittania. These powerful young people will lead humanity to move forward. It ’s just that they have excellent backgrounds like Caldo and Julius. Ryan is so good as the adopted son of a Nord slut, indeed. Something beyond my imagination, Anton, do you know how much I "spend" to cultivate you? "

"That must be an amazing number, father." Anton is 33 years old this year. He can't be regarded as entering the year in terms of passing the first-level strength, but it is also mature enough. He knows that his father is training him to "flower". How much pain.

"It's called no cost, so you understand, how valuable is Ryan as the adopted son of a Nord stalker? You need to be better, my son." Ivan used this opportunity to educate himself Anton's sister-in-law, Anton has finally become a passer in the past two years, and it is indeed relatively fast, so his sister-in-law is a little floating, and he just used Ryan to beat him.

"I understand, father." Anton suddenly asked: "I have seen Caldo, but I haven't met the son of Julius, the Duke of Winford, who is so godlike."

"... if there is no accident, you will see you soon."

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When Ryan returned home, his dark wounds had healed completely. Ryan took a breath and looked at his completely "exposed" arm, and a "light" light flashed in his eyes.

The strength of the godfather is obvious to all. Even if it is the top part of human beings, it is an important hard indicator to be recognized by him.

Opened the big ‘door’. It ’s not too late today. The three ‘servants’ were all there. When Ryan returned, Emilia immediately lifted her skirt and made a courtesy: “Mr. Ryan!”

"Master!" This is Miranda, and the little servant smiles sweetly.

"..." Dark ‘Fine’ Ling Olika saw Ryan coming back, and also lifted her skirt in a similar manner, but said nothing.

"Emilia! I'm back!" Ryan was in a good mood. He reached out and hugged the 'female' child into his arms, and gave her a big hug. Emilia yelled and blushed. Earth and Lane embraced.

Just gently hugged Ryan and let go of the 'girl' child. When she saw the blood and broken clothes in the corner of Ryan's mouth, Emilia exclaimed: "What's wrong? Mr. Ryan, are you in a fight?"

"It's nothing. Little and the godfather 'handled'." Ryan didn't really care. He first went to bathe and change clothes, changed to clean clothes, and then called Emilia and Olika to her room. Come inside.

It was already late at night. After hearing Ryan's call, Emilia and Olika came to Ryan's room.

"You are here, sit." After changing into a clean dress, Lane motioned to Emilia and Olika to sit down.

Not to mention, Olika looked at Ryan for a while with suspicious eyes, but she knew she had no resistance at all, and she could only sit down obediently.

The cold moonlight shines into the room through the window, the warm bedroom fireplace is burning, the room is covered with thick carpets imported from the southern country, and the comfortable velvet large 'bed' is placed in the middle of the room, even after experiencing Many times, Olika can still feel the prosperity of human life.

"Olika, do you seem to be suffering recently?" Ryan asked, and Emilia looked at the dark 'spirit' spirit with worried eyes.

"... this matter has nothing to do with you, humans." Olika said coldly, she used the word "Jing" spirit, but the voice just fell, and the dark "Jing" spirit covered her chest with pain and lifted He looked at Ryan with hatred.

Ryan's eyebrow 'Mao' picked up, and the contractual mark of his hand was shining: "First of all, you want to call me master, then, I command you as the master, tell me why you have nightmares every night, and then from Nightmare awakened. "

"Humanity, do you think you have got me?" Olika covered her 'chest' with her hands and resisted the torture of the slave's mark. She suddenly smiled and laughed very hard: "Although you have become a prisoner, you Also do n’t want to defile me, humans! "

Finally, Olika suddenly pronounced a string of spells, very difficult to condense a little magic, but her fragile soul made the process very slow.

"This is!" Ryan suddenly felt the sign of a magical "wave" moving, he immediately protected Emilia behind him, and then gently raised his hand, the subspace spirit could be released, and Olika was surprised to find out I can't feel any magic anymore: "Ah! This! This is impossible!"

"Hehe ~" Ryan walked towards Olika step by step, and the protoplasma chuckled: "There is nothing impossible."

After speaking, Ryan waved his hand gently, and in the dark ‘fine’ spirit painful voice, he ‘smoked’ away Olika ’s last bit of magic: “In this way, you lost your last point of capital.”

"Don't! Don't! Don't come over!" Olika stepped back in fear, the dark 'spirit' spirit's hair was scattered and messy, sitting on the carpet, the black 'color' 'servant' servant skirt had a lot of wrinkles The slender and beautiful 'legs' wearing white 'color' stockings under the skirt appeared in front of Ryan, and the slender feet wearing deerskin booties were pedaling 'chaoticly', trying to help themselves retreat.

But Ryan's approach was like the bell of the end, and the dark 'spirit' spirit simply could not resist, until the man stretched out his arms, picked up the dark 'spirit' spirit around his waist, and then motioned to Emilia to come: "Emilia? Help Olika take off her boots. "

"Yes, Mr. Lane!" Emilia came over to take off Olika's pair of buckskin booties, and "lu" out of the darkness, "fine" spirit and beautiful white silk feet, but she still kept pedaling in chaos: "Let me go! Let me go!"

"Quiet, otherwise I will really make you XX!" Ryan threatened in Olica's ear fiercely, and Emilia's mouth made a chuckle.

Olica dared not move now: "Human, I don't move, you are not allowed to do that to me!"

"Slave is not qualified to talk about the conditions! But if you behave better, I might consider it." Ryan said lightly, the dark "spirit" spirit really did not move, just looked at him with fear and hatred, But she soon discovered that Ryan just took her back to the sofa and put her down, letting her lie down: "Human! What the **** do you want to do?"

"I just want to find out, why do you have nightmares late? Why do you wake up from nightmares?" Ryan returned to Emilia and sat down, continuing to ask.

"... Forget it, it's okay to tell you." Olika finally succumbed, and the dark 'spirit' spirit knew that if she didn't perform better, she might be fooled by the powerful human in front of her, so she sneered. Suddenly: "It is the great enemy of our family, the lord of pleasure of the" Hanging "Four Gods, he wants to devour my soul."

"Swallow your soul?" Ryan thought for a moment, and he felt that the dark 'spirit' spirit was not lying.

The slave contract can guarantee that the slave cannot lie to the master, but she can selectively avoid some problems and conceal some key things, but in this problem, Ryan feels that the dark ‘fine’ spirit is telling the truth.

The soul of the "Jing" spirit is delicious for the "Hang" God of Chaos. If the taste of human soul is the university cafeteria, then the soul of the "Jing" spirit is the seafood buffet of the star hotel, the soul of the "Jing" spirit noble It's a Michelin restaurant, so the 'Hang' God of Chaos always tries his best to devour all the spirits of 'Jing' spirits.

And the higher spirits of the spirits under the protection of Asoyan, the lord of the phoenix, and the wood spirits under the shelter of the tree of the world, the spirits of darkness must be more decaying and degenerate, longing for blood and the darkness of slaughter. 'The spirit believes in Kane, the **** of blood and murder. This deity's endless hunger for blood and head makes the dark' spirit 'spirits extremely vulnerable to the corruption of' chaos' and in the dark 'spirit' spirit layer Society, hedonism and rampant "desire" thought also lead to corrupt rampage, which makes the dark "spirit" spirit into a mad and depraved race ... At least the higher "spirit" spirit tells humans this way.

There is a lot of water in it, but the relationship between the dark 'spirit' spirit and the 'mixed' chaos is the deepest. For example, Ryan once learned from the white wolf archbishop Maras, that the **** **** Kane and 'mixed' The horror of one of the four gods of chaos is actually the pros and cons of the coin. If the white wolf **** of war and horror are completely different understandings and confrontations of the survival, courage and glory of the fittest, then Kane and horror are essentially a thing What they emphasize and show is basically the same.

So the dark ‘spirit’ spirit often aligns with the northern barbarian alliance to wreak havoc on the coastline ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Of course, there is never lack of war between them.

"Don't you Druzi respond to this situation?" Lane continued to ask.

"... Originally there was, but now it is gone. The vicious Azuls have destroyed my soul through mystery. Now I can feel the gaze of the Lord of Hedon every night, he is watching me greedily Soul. "Olika covered her face with a lingering fear:" The darkness that is everywhere, the deepest fear in your heart, this kind of fear you humans can't understand, because your soul is worthless. "

"If this is the case, I think I can help you." Lane said calmly, and Emilia looked at Lane well, wondering how he was going to help this dark 'fine'.

"Help me? Oh! Stupid humans, what can your short life and superficial knowledge help me? Don't joke ..." Olica said disdainfully.

"I don't want a" servant "servant who bought more than 10,000 gold marks to become the food of the evil **** like this!" Ryan's hand suddenly ignited the pale blue "color" flame, and the huge energy contained in it made The dark 'spirit' spirit is very surprised, and at the same time there is deep fear: "Human! What are you going to do? Don't come over!"

"First of all, to me, you must call the master, and secondly, I am saving your soul." Lane slowly approached: "Emilia? Hold her!"

"Okay, Mr. Ryan!" The little servant came over and pressed Olika firmly on the sofa, completely struggling constantly ignoring her screaming.

Then, Ryan burned the palm of the pale blue ‘color’ flame directly on the forehead of the dark ‘fine’ spirit.

"Huh? Is this this?"