Warhammer Throne

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In the late November 2512 of the Imperial calendar, the Old World, the Roof Ridges of the World, the East of the Gate of the Titans of the Eight Peaks, and the stream outpost.

Since the arrival of the Wood Elves, the Expeditionary Force has received sufficient supplies and has consumed the capital, but the Expeditionary Force is not eager to launch the general attack. They seem to be waiting for something, just constantly sending small units, against the green Precisely strike the stronghold near the leather.

Despite this, the Expeditionary Force, after all, unknowingly missed the opportunity for Skasnick’s offense without Bafengshan, and they were always waiting.

Waiting for Ryan's breakthrough.

This knight king is impacting the high order of Sanctuary.

The dwarves and the wood elves looked at each other, Bellejah always shouted that the ears were a group of sand sculptures, the wood elves did not want to cooperate with the dwarf army at all, the two sides always played their own, and sometimes they were injured accidentally from a distance, These pointed ears were extremely proud. They refused to accept any guidance on how to fight in the plateau and in the tunnel operation. From the perspective of the woodland lords led by Alaros, the role of the short duo is to lead the way.

The wood elves also think that this group of dwarves is a group of sand sculptures. Belleja is best at fighting frontal battles and positional battles. He does not know how to use the wood elves' flexibility and excellent long-range fire suppression, and Belleja is very stubborn. It was necessary to wait for Ryan to successfully attack the high order of the Sanctuary before launching the general attack. This made the original plan to set aside Ryan, to become a coalition coach, do a big job, recover Bafeng Mountain, get back the treasures of the elves, go to the peak of life, and marry Bai Fumei ( (Referring to Lilith) Alaras was very unhappy. From the point of view of Alaros, since Ryan was not there, he should be the coach. As a result, Bellegar disagrees, and the dwarves are really stubborn.

This made the head coach Karad and Veronica, who is responsible for coordinating the various parts of the relationship, hurt their brains, especially Veronica, who had always been exquisite and know how to treat guests, faced with such a sharp conflict between dwarves and wooden elves. I really don't know what to do.

In the end, the old way was to fight each other. The army of knights separated the dwarves from the camps of the wood elves. When taking the initiative, they never combined the elves and the dwarves.

Fortunately, Ryan is still barely a "useful monkey" for the wood elves. Araros did not try to pick things apart from complaining occasionally, but there is still a slight friction between the wood elves and the dwarves. Now it looks like this fragile alliance It won't last long, the elves and dwarves complain more and more about each other, and the master knights are not good at peacemakers.

The only hope is that Ryan can unite the entire coalition with his unique wrist and strength.

Now, everyone is waiting for Ryan to appear.

In a cold and quiet mansion, the dark elf stood at the door, while Lane was sitting on a stone stool in the hall of the mansion.

Half of his body was shrouded in white gold flames and lightning, while the other half of his body was entangled in a dark breath.

The Grey Knight genetic primitive feels his armor, his sword, his warhammer and his soul constantly making noises. This noise fills his ears and makes him irritable. Ryan is trying to break through the high order of the sanctuary. The body can feel that its own power is becoming stronger and stronger. Some terrible psionic storms and sub-space vortices are condensing on the basis of Ryan’s own body. He is trying to break through everything. This is both the shackles that hinder the advancement, but also It is also something that protects him.

Now, Ryan wants to break through it!

The platinum flames and lightning have burned everything inside the house except stone, and even the stone seat beneath Ryan's **** is burnt black. The dark magic barrier raised by Olika currently looks useful. , But it is also undergoing a severe test.

Ryan found that his size was gradually growing taller. When he set out from Nord, his height was only one meter eight five, but now, the height of the original body is close to one meter ninety-five. The longer he is, the higher his body is. Changes are taking place, and his internal organs are gradually changing. He finds that he can control the speed of his heart beat. If there is no fight, he can make it slower and rest more. If he is in a fierce battle, he He can make his heart beat faster as long as he wants.

His vital capacity has been greatly strengthened. Ryan’s body is full of psionic torrents. His power flows like warm hot spring water in his body. He can see that his stomach has become transparent. , His organs... have begun to become different from ordinary people.

It’s no curiosity. The body composition of each primitive is different. Each of them has one or two organs that have never been seen before. Some primitives, such as Magnus, don’t have a drop of blood in their blood vessels. Some are just endless torrents of witchcraft, so Ryan is not so strange about this situation. He has always been particularly prepared and aware of his own. For example, something displayed in Ryan is that silver will shine. , Is an excellent supply and magical supplement for the caster, which makes him unique.

The original body has a kind of hunch, the stronger his power, the closer he is to a certain source and the truth, something is calling for his return, the voice is soft and full of temptation, in the process of breakthrough, Lane Touching his essence, a treasure trove of knowledge is opening the door towards him... as long as he wishes, someone is willing to give him a free explanation and enlightenment.

The loyal son knew that it was not the voice and power of his father, the emperor, but something more terrifying and supreme.

The voice was leading him to ask, what is the raw material of the original body? What technology did the emperor use to create the original body? What is the essence of subspace?

"You have nowhere to hide, no way to escape."

"You have betrayed your relatives. Even the land under your feet has planted the seeds of destruction!"

"Resistance is meaningless, and our messengers will open up a new era! Bring true civilization and believe in us to get everything."

Ryan knew very well that curiosity would destroy everything. The original body with a supreme will could not bear to touch the door, but his inadvertent gaze at the door has already caused bad results. Now, several gentle or violent Whispered in his ear.

"Reshape everything in our name! Witness our greatest creation!"

"Your struggle...just in vain."

"Your soul is our most delicious food."

"We are your origin and... your end."

"That guy is stupid, self-righteous, he thought he could threaten our real plan, but from the beginning to the end, everything is already destined, everything will be annihilated, and you, will join us."

"Enough!" The Grey Knight said sharply. He shook his head hard, trying to shake these sounds out of his mind, but these sounds were like worms burrowing into his head. Concentrate on breaking through obstacles, but the noise keeps on.

"Morrec is the place where we trade."

"Darwin is where we get paid."

"Ultimately, Tyra is the battlefield where we end everything."

"No, never!" Ryan fought against the voice in vain. He increased his strength. After insisting for more than half an hour, the voice finally gradually went away in his mind, with some sighs. Laughter.

Ryan once again concentrated his energy, he immersed his soul in his consciousness sea and soul realm, and tried to break through again.

"I am not anyone's slave." The grey knight whispered in a chaotic subspace, surrounded by unnatural light and shadow and the dirty vortex that turned back and forth: "Never is it, even the father, I It’s just his son, not his toolman."

"But if you don't have him, you are nothing, Ryan Macado." At this time, within Ryan's consciousness sea, a black cloak robe wearing a rickety shape, describing the pale and gray-haired old man appeared in Behind Ryan, his voice carried a certain kind of indifference, cynicism and insensitivity: "When he gave you this surname to start, you are destined to be his most cherished and most indispensable son."

"It's you." Ryan turned around, and he looked at the kind old man, who was holding a golden winged eagle psionic cane, on top of which a white-gold flame was burning fiercerly than ever. combustion.

This flame is exactly the same as Ryan's flame.

"Is it? Maybe it was, but now I am just a memory, a ghost, a scheduled dialogue machine, or an illusion." The kind old man looked at Ryan, with a sense of accomplishment in his eyes. Pride is like a craftsman looking at his most proud work of his life: "I have very little power left, but I still want to remind you that this knowledge is not what you should master now, you haven't mastered it yet One day, your father and emperor will tell you these things...but not now, I cannot watch you repeat the mistakes we have made."

"It's always been like this, I can feel it, he...father has been hiding something." Ryan sighed, the original body no longer tangled with that, his mind was very firm: "But anyway, I think I Knowing your existence, I just hate something hidden in my soul."

"You said nothing." The old man nodded. His face was covered with wrinkles. Only a strange instrument was installed on his neck. The cable was exposed: "I had a similar conversation with Rogge, but you Unlike him, he is just a beautiful and efficient glove... Saying that a construction worker is fine, and you, it is completely different."

"So what should I do?" Ryan asked suspiciously, and he found that the old man's figure had gradually faded, leaving only one silhouette.

"Do what you should do, and with your brothers, guard this vital world." The old man finally said: "Be curious, but don't be too curious, stay smart, but don't be too smart, stay sensible. , But don’t be too sensible."

"It's all nonsense." Ryan retorted.

"But it will be useful to you." The figure of the old man finally dispersed: "Go ahead, the whispers of the dark gods will never affect you again."

"Maybe we will have another chance to meet, maybe not, but I will always be proud of you, Ryan Macado."

The old man disappeared.

"Thank you..." Ryan muttered to himself: "I'm also proud of you... Palmer!"

............I am the dividing line that I will always be proud of you............

Amidst the fire and flames, UU reads www.uukanshu. Com Ryan broke through the middle level of the sanctuary and advanced the advanced level of the sanctuary. He can feel that his strength has been more than half stronger than before, but in addition to his wrist strength, he needs time to digest.

"Master, congratulations on your success in advancing to Sanctuary High Order." The dark elf walked in front of Ryan, kissed him in the face, and said sweetly, "You are one step closer to becoming a god."

"Olika, what's the matter?" Lane went in for two or three days. He took the kettle from the dark elf's hand and swallowed the groundwater mixed with a lot of ice residue.

"Skasnick seems to be planning a decisive battle with us, and it is gathering all its forces." Olika whispered: "At present, the dwarf and the lone cousins ​​are still arguing about whether to defend the city or the field."

"Very well, it seems that the plan was successful." Ryan's eyes narrowed, and he held the vengeance of the goddess of revenge: "Notify everyone, come to the big account meeting tomorrow at noon! The time has come, and we are also ready to fight!"

"Yes!"

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