Warhammer Throne

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The appearance of Lane finally calmed the entire camp. The king was the only one in the camp who was able to suppress the wood elves and dwarves at the same time. The wood elves needed Lane to trade. As for the Anglond clan, they were also convinced by Lane. Hearing that Ryan succeeded in advancing to the high order of the Sanctuary, Bellegar also stopped, and the King of the Eight Peaks was making final preparations.

Ryan is not in a hurry to meet, he must try to master the new abilities he has acquired.

His psionic energy touched the cold void, the original spiritual energy appeared in the entire subspace as a very bright order light spot, connected into a mysterious symbol, and Lane controlled his psionic power as much as possible. He began to unfold and explore.

Um, the dark magic source more than ten meters away and the mark with my spirit mark must have been Olika, who was outside the door. Ryan felt it, and he nodded.

Since Olika can be felt, what about Veronica?

Ryan extended his power further, his spirit covered hundreds of meters away from the house, and soon, Ryan found where Veronica was, and the Galan witch was hiding in her camp and condensed with fire It is a magic element, but even after a large number of fire elements gather, the mark of the spirit pattern on the lower abdomen of Veronica is still very clear.

She also worked hard, Ryan smiled and smiled. Veronica had contributed a lot in this year’s expedition. Although the harvest was also very tempting, she was able to come here because of herself, the strength of the Holy Land. The witch didn't say anything, but she still put Ryan in the first place. Now that the weather is cold, it is not suitable for Veronica to use fire magic. She is still working hard to condense part of the fire mana reserve.

In fact, the cold weather should be the home of Teresa, but the sorceress was not a sanctuary at first, and even if she came, the whole war in the evil land and even the battle of the Valaya Gate could not be used too much. At most, it can only be used in front of the Eight Peaks Gate. This is really worth the loss. Ryan did not intend to let her come. As for Aurora, she is useful, but Ryan does not fully trust her.

Yes, it is not complete trust, nor complete distrust, but imperfect trust.

So why does Ryan have to let Aurora's mother and daughter form the MI7?

The answer is simple, no one can use it. At the same time, Ryan also needs to establish a balance. During the rise, he is too dependent on Surya and the knightly nobility behind her.

"Okay, let me try my new ability." Ryan closed his eyes and started trying to use psionic spells.

The bright psionic light illuminates the entire room. Soon, the boundary between the subspace and the world is torn, and the light blue psionic vortex flashes more than once, gradually opening a bright portal.

Veronica appeared in the portal. The Witch of Galan screamed and fell from the air, and was hugged by Ryan. The Witch of Galan was panicked at first. She almost thought she had no control of mana and attracted Chaos Demon. , Or was sucked into the subspace, and as a result, it was Ryan, and the face of the Witch of Garland became ugly. She was so angry that she gently patted on the face of Ryan with her hands: "Dear! What are you doing?" Now! You almost scared me! I thought I was sucked into the Chaos Portal!"

Veronica said that there is no reason for it. More than a hundred years ago, the Imperial Alchemist College Alchemy College was initially built. The management of the alchemy wizards was not so perfect afterwards. An alchemy wizard failed to summon it by accident. After the chaotic portal, a strange demon and a horrible evil dog came out, and all the alchemists in the entire alchemy school were killed. Finally, the evil devil and the horrible evil dog were still fighting in the alchemy school. In the field, until one day later, the tide of chaos subsided, the chaotic demons disappeared, and the witchcraft disguise of the evil demons was lifted, and the empire discovered this disaster.

In the history, there have been many things in the Jialan Parliament. Although Veronica has the protection of Ryan’s spirit pattern, it will not be corrupted by chaos, but she naturally has many experience of casting errors and even backlashes. She was terrified.

"It's the same way, I understand." Ryan hugged Veronica's body, and the Cavaliers thought about it: "I understand, how my father sent Angle from the crisis."

"Brother Angland?" Veronica calmed down after a brief panic. The Witch of Garland sat on Ryan's blame. She was wearing a starry night elf dazzling black amber body bag hip skirt today. , A pair of slender black silk long legs in black skirts stepped on black suede high-heeled shoes, and the witch Galan smiled and said, "How can a man like Brother Angland be in such a powerful situation? Don't lie to me."

"No matter how strong it is, it's nothing more than a god." Ryan said meaningfully. He reached out and gently rubbed a pair of black silk legs on his chief female courtier. Veronica was tender under the thin black stockings. With smooth skin, the Witch of Galan is embarrassed and pats Ryan's hand a little unhappy: "Okay, dear, I don't know what new ability you got, but if you call me over for this I will wait until night to talk about it, or you can go to your Olika, and I will continue to condense my magic while in the daytime to prepare for the next battle."

"I just tested my new ability." Ryan hugged Veronica's waist. "I tested the first ability and now it is the second one."

"The second one?" Veronica hadn't reflected what Ryan was saying. A light blue whirlpool of whirlpool erupted in the room, and the two of them disappeared instantly: "Yeah~"

After a burst of psionic energy, Ryan and Veronica had already appeared two kilometers away from the previous location, above the eastern wall of the stream outpost, Veronica's black high heels stepped on the thick snow, Jia The witch Lan looked at the nearby snow scene inexplicably: "My dear, have you learned the collective teleportation technique?!"

"Psionic surrender, a maximum of thirty to forty people at a time, up to three kilometers away." Lane put Veronica down, and he felt his new power: "Damn, this world is suppressed by the great guardian and the maelstrom It’s too serious, otherwise I should be able to teleport.”

"Your new ability?" Veronica watched the heavy snow falling from the sky and took the initiative to put her cloak on the shoulder of Lion in a single coat: "Go back to the room first, and don't get snow outside."

"Psionic recall, psionic folding." Ryan nodded and launched the psionic folding again. After a second, the two returned to the king's golden account.

Lane started to deal with various news and affairs.

According to Bellega’s Dwarf Ranger information, Skasnik is concentrating all his own troops. A large-scale army mobilization shows that the Battle of the Eight Peaks will be ready to fight against himself. At the same time, an entire ogre tribe, named Da The Ogre army of the stomach tribe has approached Bafeng Mountain under the command of the ogre warlord Braut’s stomach. Skasnik not only used the crown of Bafeng Mountain and a large amount of food to trade with the ogre tribe, but also Half of the fart in the mountain is provided to this tribe of ogres.

Although the races eaten by the green skins can’t be eaten by other races, but ogres are different, this race has nothing to eat. When hungry, the ogres can even eat rocks and mud. Being hungry (of course it’s not very useful, I really want to have enough food or meat), and in the face of tens of thousands of delicious barbecue farts, the ogres agreed to Skasnick’s Employment contracts.

Belega was originally confident of being able to hire ogres. It can be seen that Skasnik actually paid such a huge price immediately. The King of the Eight Peaks has nothing to say, he can only express his old opponents with indignation. This time it is really desperate.

Don't look at Skasnick is very cunning and treacherous, but the green-skinned warlord also has a good fight and a courage to dare to fight everything at the crucial moment. This is even Bellega's hate for Skasnick. The Lord of Lords all agree on this.

As for the Skaven Ratmen, it is very quiet. Bellega judged that there are only two possibilities. One possibility is that headhunter Quaker is planning a more mean and terrible plan, and it is ready to come out to clean up the mess.

As for the second possibility... Even after Ryan heard it, he was under great pressure, but in any case, if he could solve the problem of Bafeng Mountain at one time and omit so much trouble, that would be acceptable.

As for the field warfare proposed by Bellega and the defensive city proposed by the Wood Elves, Ryan finally chose to leave the city for field warfare. The stream outpost is really dilapidated. This is not a city plug with sufficient defense and a complete wall structure, but a The place that has been abandoned for thousands of years under the destruction of the green skin, although the dwarves have repaired part of it, keeping the city is too reluctant.

Ryan understands the meaning of Alaros, the wood elf hero is playing with you in front of the line, we plan to shoot in the back.

However, out of town operations can maximize the impact advantage of the Brittany heavy cavalry. Ryan finally decided to go out of the city to fight in the field. Bellega naturally clapped and said happily that the Ryan brothers know the dwarves best. Sand sculpture, Alaros was very unconvinced. After many polite proposals and suggestions, he was still forced to accept the opinions of the outfield battle, but Ryan could see that the wood elf hero still wanted to defend the city.

He can only temporarily suppress the dissatisfaction of Alaros. This is not relying on Ryan's prestige, but Lilith's advice to Alaros to listen to Ryan's words, don't let him hurt.

When the brave man said these words, his voice was sour, and Ryan smiled.

Now the entire camp is preparing for war.

In the wind and snow and the fallen leaves, on the square of the ruins of a dwarf house, the real king of the Eight Peaks Belle Hammer sitting on a stone like this, holding a pipe in his hand, swallowing the clouds Spit fog.

He was surrounded by hundreds of dwarf soldiers who were eating sandwiches and drinking beer. The dwarves were eating and fighting and arguing loudly. Bellega not only did not stop, but was happy to see this scene, which represented the vitality of the dwarf clan.

The dwarf has been in decline and decline for a long time, and now there are more elder dwarves than young dwarves. If not for the help and assistance of Lane, the large group of young dwarves in the clan will get enough food and various training. This decline will continue, but one day, the young dwarves will take over their elders' armor and the axe hammer, go to the front, and continue to fight for glory and clan.

What kind of scene would it be? Thinking of this, Bellegar couldn't help but smile. He looked at the gate of the Titan of the Eight Peaks in the distance and stretched his legs to enjoy the scenery. From the top of the mountains, he could see the rolling hills many kilometers away. Hard rock and sparse vegetation, and the faintly visible Bafeng Mountain, the giant stone statues of Granny and the giant stone statues of Grimnier in front of the peaks are watching everything, and they are about to witness this world-wide war.

"Three thousand years ago, your kingdom fell here, His Majesty Bellega." At this time, a voice came from behind Bellega, and the King of the Eight Peaks turned back and found a very old, tied The white-bearded dwarf with a simple buckle belt stood behind him. The stranger wore a blue wool blouse and a roll of ancient dwarf in his rough and cracked hands: "And now, you want to retake it ."

"Only by regaining Bafeng Mountain, my clan and I will be able to usher in the ultimate revival." Bellegar replied seriously, he removed the pipe from his mouth, and looked at the old dwarf strangely, from his beard In terms of length, he can be his grandfather: "Who are you? You are not a warrior of my clan, where are you from?"

"I'm from Eternal Peak." The old dwarf nodded, and he walked behind Bellega: "I'm just an old craftsman who is good at making and repairing weapons to earn a little money. I think you may need my help, so I'm coming."

"Thank you for your helping hand. May Granny be with you." Bellega nodded. "All those who can help at this juncture are friends. Please sit down."

The old dwarf sat beside Bellega, he also stretched out his legs, took out a cup of Bagman **** dark beer and swallowed it up: "This will be an extremely brilliant battle, I am glad you found enough A strong ally, but as an elder, I still want to pass on a little bit of life experience to you."

"I have nothing worth educating. If you want to tell me that the Brother Ryan is unreliable, then I will not have a good face for you. Valaya is on. The Brother Ryan is my friend, forever friend." Bellega is very good. Mumbling unhappy, the King of Eight Peaks said awkwardly: "I think I don't need your advice."

The old dwarf did not answer immediately. He skillfully took out a small packet of tobacco and stuffed it into his pipe. Then he drew out a tumbler and hit it three times before lighting it. After everything was done and after several satisfactory throughputs, the old The dwarf said slowly: "Ryan Makado? He is barely a qualified warrior, barely, but you must remember that the dwarf can only be trusted by him, and no one else is worth mentioning, King Bellega You need to know that human life is too short and fragile. Look at the Empire. In addition to Charlemagne and Ludwig the savior, is there a qualified emperor...but at least for now, we can really trust Leinma Cardo and his cavalier allies, you know I’m not talking about this, I’m talking about another group of despicable and shameless guys who have disgusted and betrayed the Great Covenant, and I won’t point my ears here.”

"You mean..." Bellegar thought about something. The King of the Eight Peaks clearly thought of something. He looked suspiciously at the old dwarf behind him. He wore a long cloak and wrapped his whole body. Get up, but it is obvious that there is an axe-shaped thing on his waist: "You are here to help me~www.ltnovel.com~ right?"

"I’m very happy. I thought that recovering Bafeng Mountain was a task that could never be completed, but Bellegar, you turned out to be impossible. Now, it’s not far from recovering Bafeng Mountain, as long as you and your knight The ally defeated the green skin and the mouse in this battle. You might have a chance. I mean, a little chance." The old dwarf nodded.

"This is my oath. I will recapture the Eight Peaks." Bellega's eyes lit up: "Oath, this is the bond that holds our family together."

"Yes, the kingdom of the mountains will surely be revived again." The old dwarf's slow and deep voice is as important as it is: "The oath is as strong as a rock!"

"Go, King Bellega, may Valaya guide your way, may your will be like the broken iron of Granny, may your power be like the tomahawk of Grimmnir, may you succeed."

Bellega nodded slowly. He sent a black crow to the sky in the eyes of the old dwarf and watched the crow fly away. The King of Eight Peaks said with emotion.

"This day is finally here!"

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