Warhammer Throne

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Holy Tera, Royal Palace, Golden Throne.

I was born in the collective suicide of countless shamans, and their thousands of souls, knowledge, and power converged into me, the ultimate creature that the ancient holy city dreamed of, representing the culmination of racial evolution.

The man named Emperor was born.

For thousands of years, I have traveled through the world. As an observer, I have observed the development of human beings. I have witnessed the collapse of dynasties, witnessed humanity from primitive people, barbarians to space colonization, and witnessed the dominance of humanity. Falling down and then destroyed in a barbaric and ignorant storm, countless subspace storms drowned human access, the awakening of the four gods of chaos ripped human civilization, and local camps and empires competed for control in the broken territory Power, and other worlds that are totally unable to obtain foreign aid are caught in star-starred famine and crazy terror-even worse than these sub-space disasters.

Among them, the situation of Tera is the most serious. This star of human origin was completely squeezed out of the last trace of resources thousands of years ago. After losing the supply of other planets, this planet was ruled by barbarism and degradation. It seems that the history of mankind is coming to an end, and it seems that human beings are going to be lost in utter catastrophe.

So I finally decided to reveal my existence to mankind.

In just a few hundred years, I completely unified Tyra, order and reason were erected, and humanity once again entered prosperity and prosperity under my rule.

All human beings cannot rule by me alone. I try to use my genetic code to create twenty babies, hoping that they will grow into strong generals and lead my army in the future. I succeeded and failed. It was successfully manufactured, but the four gods of Chaos used a subspace storm to completely dissipate my works in the void of the universe. I ca n’t carry out such an experiment again, and can only use the genetic seeds left by the genetic primitives to make Star Warrior.

At this time, a huge shock wave swept through the non-physical space, causing the Milky Way to fall into chaos and the sub-space storm that lasted for more than five thousand years was swept away, and humans moved towards the Milky Way again.

In the endless Great Expedition, one after another, the genetic primitives were recovered, and the Milky Way returned to the arms of human beings. After a long time in the Great Expedition, I decided to grant the first son I was recovered-Dutch Ruth's title of "Warrior", because he is most trusted by me, I think he can replace me to continue the expedition, and I will return to Tyra for my secret plan.

But I failed. Under the plan of Chaos Evil God, Horus was corrupted and caused almost half of the Legion and the original body to betray me. The entire galaxy fell into a beacon. He led an endless army to Tyra and besieged the palace, Stupid Magnus, he wanted to use psionic communication to remind me of Horus's betrayal but he was tricked by treachery. His psionic communication destroyed Tyra ’s defense and opened a gap in the network. The endless chaotic army can directly enter the palace through the gap of the network. I have to use all my strength to sit on the Golden Throne to keep the network closed. When Horus attacked the palace, I was already weak.

But I have to fight. This is the only way to defeat Horus and save humanity. In order to let me go, Prime Minister Makado sat on the Golden Throne instead of me, which will almost immediately destroy his life, but I There is no choice.

After a tragic battle, I finally defeated Horus, but I was also seriously injured and on the verge of death. Poor Makado, he could have survived, but he chose to instill his last point of psionic power. It gave me a wake up, and at the same time, he left a last bit of hope for humanity.

The twenty-first genetic stock.

After waiting for 11,000 years, tortured eternally, I finally waited for the man who was destined, his soul had nothing to do with subspace, his bloodline was a perfect human being, Ryan finally completed my task, he Not disappointing Makado's hope, he found the ruins of the ancient holy, he is loyal, full of wisdom and power, he is the convergence and crystallization of the will, power, and soul of Makado and me, he won me a return Opportunity.

Now, I will recover.

The intermission should be over! ! !

The decayed and broken body on the Golden Throne gradually moved. The ancient saint accumulated millions of years of pure cosmic energy and released it. The shrivelled skeleton was wrapped in flesh and blood again. Eyes appeared in the deep eye hole, and all the cables, wires and pipes connecting the emperor's body were disconnected.

The flesh is reshaped, and the evil curse left by the chaos is dispelled.

In the Golden Throne Hall, a large number of alarm bells, countless emperor forbidden troops rushed into the throne room. Since the gap in the network was closed a few months ago, the forbidden army has foreseen the arrival of this day, but when they are When I saw this day, all the imprisoned soldiers who entered the throne room knelt down with tears in their eyes, and some were weeping constantly.

Their emperor is back! The intact human lord is standing in front of the Golden Throne. His face, which gathers all wisdom and power, is frowning, his tall body stepping down the steps step by step.

The Marshal of the Forbidden Army kneeled before the Golden Throne. With an unbelievable gaze, he said with a trembling voice: "My ... My Lord? The Supreme Majesty? This ... This is really the most glorious and memorable day in my life. ! "

After the words, the Marshal of the Forbidden Army shed tears in his eyes. He never thought he could see the moment when the Lord of Mankind recovered. He soon wept in front of the emperor, but knelt down, unable to speak for a long time.

Finally, in the eyes that all the imprisonment looked forward to, the emperor spoke, and his voice was Ruohong Zhong, which inspired the deepest loyalty in everyone's heart.

"Twenty-one thousand years have passed. Horus has made us irreversible. Humans are struggling painfully on the verge of despair. Pieces of stars have fallen into darkness. Time and time again, they have invaded and divided the empire, making this fragmented country overwhelmed. "

"Now, the door of Cardian has also lost its way, the demons will rush into the physical universe, the green evil wave is raging in the territory of the empire, and the big devourer from outside the stars ..."

"I only see the edge of the destruction of the human empire. We failed to conquer. We just continued to survive. We failed to prosper. We had to struggle for survival. We sat and watched the Milky Way plunged into flames. We sat and watched that the human building will fall ..."

"Now now, I have returned!"

At this moment, the lords of Tyra in the Supreme Council of Tyra rushed into the throne room. The emperor had already ordered the forbidden army to release. When they looked at the figure standing in front of the throne, the highest power symbols of these human empires were all stunned. After the emperor continued to speak.

"Good morning, Secretary Terra!"

"It's not too late. We have many things to do. Now let's start one by one!"

"Belisariu-Cauer, the great sage of Xuanji theology, sees!"

The sage of Mechanism received the order of the forbidden army and immediately put down the matter at hand and went straight to the palace.

No one knows what the emperor said to him, everyone only knows that when Cole, the great sage came out of the palace, he seemed to be reborn, and a fake, fake, pre-made skeleton was quilted. Placed on the Golden Throne, the emperor divided a small amount of energy into it, resulting in the illusion that he was still sitting on the Golden Throne.

The resurrected emperor ordered one by one. He reorganized the order of Tyra. Under his command, the forbidden troops collectively dispatched to clean up the corrupt bureaucrats in the name of the emperor and reorganize the order.

No one dared to object, and no one dared to have any objection, because when the Supreme Lords of Tyra saw the emperor kneel down on their knees, they could do nothing.

Two days later.

"Prepare for the warship! Me, I will go to Makurag." There was a golden flame burning in the emperor's eyes.

The entire galaxy is burning, the empire he established with his hands is on the verge of destruction, and ignorance and rigid thoughts are spreading across the country. Even if he does not know where to deal with the endless problem.

Fortunately, there are two loyal sons who are not missing, they are just sleeping.

He needs help.

In the southeast of the Milky Way, Extreme Warrior Starfield, Makurag.

Unsurprisingly, the Pearl of the Far East has been fully invaded by Chaos, and the Altrama Guards Fleet is engaged in a fierce battle with the Chaos Fleet on orbit.

When a large number of empire naval ships appeared on Makurag's planetary orbit, Marius Calgary, the commander of the Extreme Warriors, had an illusion for himself, especially when the other party expressed the status of a banned army to the Extreme Warriors.

"It's the forbidden army? How can the forbidden army appear in this place?" The commander of the battle group asked, confusedly, the chief think tank Varo Tigurias.

"I don't know, the data records that the Forbidden Army never left the palace without the emperor's order." The chief think tank was also confused.

"Then why?" Calga was still confused, but the commander of the battle immediately realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even though he hadn't fought side by side for 10,000 years, the imperial warships had completed with the Ottramar garrison. It took only a few minutes for a perfect match. The human ships originally distributed on the isolated and scattered front line were assembled into a ready attack formation. The chaotic fleet was completely defeated by the two sides and only dropped. A large number of ship corpses fled in vain, and a small number of landed Chaos interstellar warriors were also besieged by the extreme warriors.

The threat was lifted, but the head of the battle group Calga still had a deep uneasy heart. He led the extreme warrior group standing in front of the golden landing ship, watching the hatch slowly open.

He will never forget what happened next.

Crowds of forbidden troops poured out of the landing ship, their morale soared, they had never been so proud and glorious.

Until the appearance of the tall figure.

The emperor wore a gold laurel crown on his forehead without a helmet. He showed his noble face: a piece of all the miracles and light in this world, enough for anyone to present eternal in the moment of seeing A loyal face.

So solemn, so miraculous, so awe-inspiring, the commander of the battle, Calga, and all the extreme warriors knelt down, and at this moment, all the interstellar warriors present realized that even if the sun and the moon changed, the body decayed, they decided. It is impossible to forget everything you see at this moment.

Calga found that he didn't know when he was stunned, and then there was total fanaticism and madness.

"I ... my majesty?" Calga uttered, his voice choked, and he was deeply ashamed of his gaffe. He even doubted whether the emperor himself could hear what he was saying.

But everyone understood the meaning of the emperor, the great human master wanted to see his son.

That was because of the serious injury to the original thirteenth legion, Luo Baot-Kiliman, who was sleeping in the static force field.

Makurag, the Temple of Justice.

Flocks of forbidden fish flooded into the temple, and the number of them made the extreme warriors a little uncomfortable, but their hearts were full of anticipation, and their fanatical eyes stared at the emperor's great shore. Many extreme warriors couldn't help but want to Shout.

Their original body slept too long, too long, too long.

They firmly believe in the great lord of mankind. The father of the original body will not just come to see his son and do nothing. There is a trace of hope in their hearts, and they look at the lord of mankind eagerly.

The emperor went to the holy box.

What appeared in front of him was a pale, stagnant body of dead souls. His son, Robote-Killiman, slept here, and there was a fine line on his throat. The demon poison was like a tarsus maggot. Entwined in Kiliman, the doctors were unable to expel this deadly toxin and could only put him into a static field, maintaining his half-dead state.

Just like before.

After falling down, Robort-Killiman took on the task of rebuilding the empire. At that time, the empire was still in chaos and crisis. Half of the interstellar warriors had rebelled with Horus, and the rest of the loyal warfare groups The casualties in the battle are heavy ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The remaining number of interstellar warriors is too small to meet the needs, and the human enemies are preparing to take advantage of the ruined empire.

Kiriman stood up, he personally led the next war and restored the galaxy to peace, he compiled the Astra Dhaka as a guideline for humanity, and guaranteed the surviving of the empire, which was imprisoned in the Golden Throne The emperors on earth are all in their eyes.

However, Kiriman soon fell down, and it was Fugan who seriously wounded him. The former Third Legion degenerated the original gene, and now the prince of the evil demon, in a reckless and irrational raid, Kiriman was Fukun was seriously injured, and it became what he is now.

In all the fanatical eyes of the extreme warriors, the great human master gently extended his hand towards Kiliman in the sacrificial box, and powerfully let the doctors have no way of demon poison in the emperor ’s endless power. Xia was expelled, the wounds of the genetic primitives healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sacred golden light enveloped the entire Temple of Justice.

The pale, sick face quickly faded from Kiliman's face, and the extreme soldiers and the imprisoned soldiers had already felt the surging vitality of the genetic primitives.

This is a miracle, this is a real miracle.

"My God, we are He De He Neng, actually waiting for such a miracle, we are He De He Neng, even to return His Majesty, and give us our original body again." Calgar murmured from Said that the Star Warrior would not cry, but he suddenly had the urge to cry.

Bessari-Kaul, the Martian mechanical **** sage standing behind the emperor, was the first to hear the words from the emperor. It was cold, without a touch of emotion.

"Wake up, Robort-Killiman."

"I need your strength."

Abbotton: "The era of the original has passed!"