Warhammer Throne

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In ancient times, when the world was not divided.

Everything is still shrouded in fog, and the world is full of rocks, giant trees, and immortal ancient dragons.

Until one day, the ancient holy descended on the world, they built two portals of the South Pole and the North Pole.

Changes have occurred, new races, new civilizations, the ancient saints have changed the entire world according to their wishes, the dragon family is still strong, but no longer has dominance, and the difference is born.

Noble elves, stubborn dwarves, and complex humans.

Cold and hot, life and death, light and darkness.

Mortals once stupidly chose to believe in the power of order. They gradually evolved their own culture under the guidance of the ancient saints. The elves learned magic from the servants of the ancient saints, and the dwarves learned the forging and smelting techniques from the ancient saints.

Humans have learned the ends and learning ability of the ancient holy snake.

How stupid.

Finally, the true **** from subspace brought real civilization to this world.

The servants of the four gods descended on the world, they destroyed the ancient portal, and endless demons poured out of the portal.

The true gods were only one step away from ruling the world. However, they eventually encountered some worthless setbacks.

The first phoenix king Anarion led the elves to stand up, and it released the power of the sword of Kane to complete the maelstrom.

Grimnier, one of the three main gods of the dwarves, went deep into the realm of chaos. It blocked the plan of the original demon prince to conquer the gods, and since then chaos can no longer produce new deities.

Finally, in the last great expedition in his life, Charlemagne defeated Mocha, the "unified" **** of the first generation of chaos, and laid the majestic territory of the empire.

Since then, the era of mankind has opened.

However, the fire will eventually die out, and by then, the world will only be dark.

At the end of February 2515 in the Imperial calendar, Osterland, the chaotic enclave, near the ruins of von Zhukov castle.

With a terrible whisper and howling, the Hellfire Sword and the Black Iron Battle Axe flew like a hurricane, cutting off flesh and blood from an Ottoman civilian, no matter how the civilians wailed and miserably begged for mercy, and then When he was dying, the executioner did not stop any movement, until the flesh and blood of the body of this Oster leader was stolen from the body, leaving only a skeleton, and the executioner comfortably put down the axe in his hand. One foot kicked the frame out.

The skeleton fell from a height along a small hillside, along the slope, and there were two or three castle-sized giant pits. Mountain-like bones were piled up in this giant pit in disorder, the entire body pit I don't know how many corpses have accumulated.

Black Iron Mott wears a complete set of black Chaos Curse God-given armor. He puts down the Hellfire Sword and Black Iron Battle Axe in his hands. The ice blue eyes chosen by the Chaos Eternal God behind the black mask are closed tightly. He enjoys this moment.

The joy of revenge greatly inspired the new chaotic eternal selection, he could feel his tired and depressed heart comforted, and he seemed to have the power to continue fighting.

For the time being, only temporarily, the Chaos Eternal God looked at the huge pit with more than 300,000 human bones buried in it. The taste of revenge was so sweet that Motkin finally felt that he had regained some passion.

Passion to continue fighting and fighting.

"This is the price, this is the price you slaughtered my hometown, Oster lead." Motkin laid down his weapon, he wanted to talk, but he found that it was not promise that came out of his voice The low Gothic language of the Skars is a demonic language, which is deep, distorted, and full of echoes from subspace,

These voices can still be understood and understood by no one, no one knows the reason, but just like hungry to eat and thirsty to drink water, everyone can understand what Motkin is talking about.

Oleg von Zhukov must die.

The von Zhukov Castle has been reduced to ruins. The castle that was originally brilliant and full of various souvenirs, paintings, and historical relics now only has a white area. Motkin ordered the slaughter city three times after conquering the castle. The first The second time was when Motkin ordered the slaughter city when the castle’s outer defense line was broken, the second time he ordered the slaughter city again when the castle gate was opened, and the third time it was discovered that there were also imperial troops and refugees using the castle’s internal defense facilities and authentic resistance At that time, Motkin even coldly ordered the whole city to be destroyed.

Countless axes and swords burning the fire of **** witnessed the destruction of von Zhukov Castle and the massacre of at least 300,000 people. Now, the ancestral castle that von Zhukov’s elders are proud of The map disappeared and Oleg witnessed it with his own eyes. In the future, he would only be able to find memories of his family on the ruins.

Thinking of this, Motkin almost laughed out loud.

This is the price, this is the price of Oleg's evil deeds!

You destroyed my hometown, and I, too, destroyed yours!

We did not violate the river water, we had never lived our lives, we had our own kingdom, it was you! You destroyed all this, and since you do this, you blame me for being ruthless!

Motkin had already ordered that the tombs of the ancestors of the Von-Zhukov family be fully excavated, and all the ashes of the ancestors of the Von-Zhukov family were raised, and then a fire destroyed everything.

The Chaos Eternal Chosen looked out, surrounded by his guards, all the Chaos Gods blessed the Chosen "Crimson Harvester" legion, these loyal and brave Chaos Chosen warriors vowed to follow Motkin Until the end of the world.

Motkin laughed brutally for hundreds of years. During this time, the chaos champion felt that the vitality had returned to his body and revenge. This was the only thing to consider.

Oleg von Zhukov must die.

This is the only reason Motkin still insists.

What no one knows is that the soul and body of this chaotic eternal **** are in the quagmire of chaos. The blessings from the four gods of chaos are also a terrible curse. The gift of evil gods is blessed by normal people. Even Motkin, a champion lord with great power, was tortured very well. Motkin knew very well that the chaotic will he had spent hundreds of years against was eroding and corrupting his will, and he worked hard Humanity and character, which have been preserved for hundreds of years, are accelerating away.

"Strength requires a price." The Dark Iron Avengers muttered to himself, and raised his hand: "The fire will go out."

He has always relied on the anger of vengeance to resist the erosion of the evil god, but now that the wish has been half completed, the anger is slowly extinguishing, without anger, it is difficult to resist the erosion of chaos.

In this way, sooner or later, he will become a chaotic plaything, a tool used to destroy the world. If he loses himself, he will lead the army to continue south as Chaos expected, until the entire mortal is caught in war... or fallen into In the eternal darkness.

Motkin did not want to do this. The powerful King of the North has always believed in the heart of the Nosca and the Empire that they cannot coexist. We could have lived together in peace. We were originally compatriots, although we chose different paths and different Deity, the two sides should not be such a life-and-death relationship.

But this is destiny, and since I prayed for power from Chaos, this has been irreversible.

If his black iron Mottkin is destined to fall into darkness, then he has only one small target left, the last task, and the last debt to be dealt with clearly.

Near the ruins of Von-Zhukov Castle, tens of thousands of black chaotic troops are gathering, hundreds of chaos chaos, chaos warriors, chaos wizards, barbaric war chiefs, barbarian shamans are waiting for chaos eternal chaos. The commander, his flag officer, held up the military flag with the seal of the horrible devil Kagehank.

More than 70,000 chaotic army in black and black armour, murderous sky.

More than a dozen Chaos Demon Legions are flexing their hands, waiting for the orders of Motkin to hunt down the souls of mortals and enjoy the destruction.

The chaos dragon Skullex-Greater also spread his wings and hovered above the sky.

Motkin looked at his army. He looked at the chaotic warriors who were waiting for his order. A feeling of guilt rose deep in the heart of the eternal selection.

It is him, all his orders.

The beginning of the Barbarossa project was extremely successful. The chaotic army was divided into three groups and headed south. It was originally enough to break into the core of the empire before the empire responded. It was enough to burn and rob and enjoy the victory. It was to take this opportunity to reinvent Charlemagne. Empire, let them tremble before the will of the dark god.

But his desire for revenge and stubborn commands overwhelmed everything. He continued to force frontal attacks, the battle of von Zhukov castle, chaos lost more than 100,000 people, plus the lack of his personal command led to the failure of Beka The Battle of Finland, and the forced order of the cruel Gertvor to lead the army of Orcs against the Knight King Lion, eventually led to the tragic defeat of the battle of the three kings.

The loss of Bekafen’s battle was more than 50,000. The Three Kings’ battle of the Orcish army was almost completely annihilated. Coupled with the loss of the Battle of Elengrad and the loss of the Battle of Herzig, the Chaos Army has lost nearly three since its southward journey. One hundred thousand people.

Motkin, you are really a scum! Damn it! waste! As an eternal chaos god, how many lives of the northern wasteland, Kurgan, and Noska heroes are lost in the empire for your own selfish desires? How many stupid and sad souls did you give to the true **** for revenge? Have they become playthings of the true god?

it was all your fault! Motkin!

it was all your fault! ! !

The feeling named guilt made Mottkin's heart twisted, and everything was as expected by the four true gods. This great invasion satisfied the four true gods, and his army fell so deep that it was beyond hope. They all feel that they are on the road to glory and the road to ascending demons. They will win the blessings of four true gods through war and obtain unimaginable rewards.

Only Motkin’s heart knows that all people are playthings of the Four Gods. These people’s lives are worthless in the eyes of the Four Gods. They are just toys for fun. Throw it away.

The King of the North has cursed himself. He knows that he can not only stop this kind of depravity, but even increase his strength and help. These fighters who are loyal to him will soon continue to join the next battle of Wolfenburg.

The chaotic army received by the empire has another 200,000 news is false. Counting the outer army and the recent continuous attacks by the undead knights, the main force of Mottkin who has lost the army is actually only about 100,000. This is what All of his remaining troops are now within the entire range of Oster, and the eternal selection is no longer adjustable.

Yes, there are 200,000 new Chaos reinforcements in the northern wasteland, but Motkin knows that he can’t wait. The army of the knight King Ryan Makado has arrived in Herzig, and more than 60,000 people in the southern part of the empire The army has arrived in Tarabeheim and there is no time to wait for reinforcements to reach the front.

If you want to take down Wolfenburg and Oleg's head, you must hurry.

They didn't know anything, Motkin's heart was thinking painfully, they knew nothing, a bunch of idiots.

Motkin, are you satisfied? Killed the lives of three or four hundred thousand good men on the land in the south.

Is it really worth it?

The sky led by Auster is still shrouded in black smoke, the army has been assembled, and the loyal crimson reaper corps is lined up in a tight array along the surroundings, waiting for the orders of Motkin, his army division, the **** of evil The election of Hal-Eye of Eternity took away the dissatisfaction in the eyes and was also waiting for Motkin to order.

The fire will be extinguished, and the future swallowed by the darkness is ahead.

The passion for battle, the blood for facing the challenge is fading away from Mottkin. Deeply guilt and self-blame flood the hearts of the chaotic **** of choice, and now only the power of revenge is still driving him forward.

The King of the North rose from the throne made from the bones and burials of the ancestors of the von Zhukov family. He walked slowly towards his guard under the eyes of everyone.

"Now, my revenge has come to the last step." The majestic figure of the King of the North is flashing red, and the huge chaotic energy forms an energy field around Mottkin's body. Such a scene is undoubtedly favored by the dark gods. Said that Motkin can completely control these energies into a war machine to destroy the fortress.

"I don't have the right to ask you to die, everyone, this is my revenge." Motkin slowly picked up his weapon from the ground, and the chaotic light appeared in the ice blue eyes inside the helmet. Light like smoke.

Above the ruins of the entire castle, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com was silent. The King of the North strode forward, and every step of him made a clear sound above the ruins.

"But are you willing to follow me, the last time?"

The Guardian Crimson Harvesters lined up in a straight array. These warriors who were blessed by the Four Gods of Chaos felt the determination of their king. Without a warrior to say more, they all raised their weapons and put On the chest, tapping the breastplate to pay tribute.

This is the highest level etiquette of northern barbarian.

They will follow Motkin forever, even in the realm of chaos.

"There is only one goal, the first level of Oleg von Zhukov!"

"For Chaos! For Dark Iron-Mottkin!!!"

"set off!"

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