Warhammer Throne

"Knight of Poseidon, charge, there is only one goal, and that is the first level of the enemy commander!" Duke Bodrick commanded the Poseidon knight, and the old Duke personally rushed to Skaven's chief engineer Iktor Claw.

"Fire! Fire!" Skaven Ratlin, the Dimensional Stone Carrying Team, and the Dimensional Stone Lightning Cannon all fired.

However, Bo Derek's determination was extremely firm. The blessing of the fairy in the lake always shrouded him. Whether it was an explosion or a dimensional stone bullet, it could not harm the holy grail knight. The old duke used the sea god's trident to repeatedly overturn it. Several Storm Rats rushed up, when he saw the Ektel Claws carrying a dimensional stone tactical backpack, behind him was the horn rat **** iron halo, wearing an exquisite dimensional stone paw pattern armor, holding the storm demon When Skaven was the chief engineer of the halberd and the dimensional sword, Boderek firmly believed that he had found the goal!

that's it! The commander of Skaven.

Die! Bo Derek ran wildly on his horse, and the Duke moved forward like crazy. The pure-blood elf warhorse under him seemed to sense the Duke's determination, speeding up his pace and heading straight for Ikert.

"Okay, come on, let the storm hit the mouse! The mouse!" Eckert looked very excited. Not only did the chief engineer not think cowardly, but he was even more excited. He stood on the original body and jumped around, and then from his waist Take off a Dimensional Stone pistol and aim Bo Derek with a shot!

"Pop!" This time the power of the fairy in the lake couldn't stop Ikert's attack. A blood hole was punched in the shoulder of the Duke of Boderek. The Duke's body swayed, and veins appeared on Boderek's head. , Maintaining his body, the Poseidon Trident was glowing with cold.

Ekter Claw took a step back in fright, and Skaven's Chief Engineering Warlock looked at Boderek who was rushing over like a madman, and his heart was really afraid.

Poisonous Wind Ball!

The poisonous typhoon ball full of poisonous gas was flew by Bo Derek with a trident.

Dimensional stone lightning!

Bo Derek relied on his super anti-magic ability to resist this blow, even though the skin under his armor was burned to blisters!

Small dimensional flame jet!

Bathed in the flames of the green dimensional stone, Bo Derek was furious. The old Duke’s horse was engulfed by the flames. He did not hesitate to jump off the horse, and with one blow he flew the Dimensional Sword in Ikert’s hand, bloodthirsty. The hatred and hatred had filled the heart of the old duke, and he directly rushed towards Ikert holding the Seagod trident.

At this time, the Poseidon Knights were killed from both sides, separating Eckert’s Storm Rat Guard from the Chief Engineer himself. These Storm Rat Guards were all elites selected from the Skaven Devil’s 13th Council. Rats, they used to be Eckert's backing, but now Eckert can't count on their help!

Skaven's chief engineering warlock never thought that Bo Derek, an old gadget, would rush over to challenge himself?

it is good! Very energetic, if I can kill Bretania’s navy soul, the marshal of the navy here, it will do no harm to my Skaven’s plan, Iktor Claw has chosen to accept the challenge, Skar The chief engineer warlock Wen clenched the storm demon halberd.

The halberd with sparkling dimensional stone and the Trident of Poseidon clash, thick white smoke and burnt smell permeates the battlefield of Aquitaine, Boderik is unparalleled in spears and swords, Ikert is not very good in martial arts. , But its endless mechanism and weapons in the claws of Ekter also made Boderek have to be extremely jealous.

Bo Derek and Ikert fought together. The Skaven army lost control and began to show signs of defeat under the Breton attack. On the battlefield, except for the Scuri army, The clan army’s casualties have exceeded 40%, and 20% of the remaining 60% have escaped. Under the incomparable chaos, Duke Bodrick and Ikert only fought for ten minutes, and Scully began to be forced to fight. All the reserve teams went into battle.

At the same time, Ikert started to run into trouble.

No matter how many organs are in the Claw of Eckert, and twice more, Boderek also began to figure out how much the chief engineer of Skaven has, so the old Duke’s attack became more fierce, and the Trident of the Sea God in his hand was clicked. The ground stab came, forcing Ikert to dodge back and forth. After more than ten consecutive rounds, Ikert's wrist was already severely numb.

Apart from other things, Ikert is really no match for endurance and wrist strength compared to the Holy Grail of the Holy Grail. The engineer of Skaven knows this very well. Boderick’s onslaught is faster than once, and every time is stronger than once. Ikert Tired of parrying, if it hadn't been for the Ikter Claws were strong enough, and the various organ weapons inside had made Boderick a little jealous, it would have long been unable to hold on.

Horned Rat God is on top, please give me strength! Ektor Claw thought about everything fiercely in his heart, and the chief engineer warlock was trembling again with a heart of decisiveness.

After a few more rounds, Iktor-Claws finally couldn't hold on with his tingling arms. Boderek seized the opportunity. The old duke pointed the Poseidon Trident at the seam of the Dimensional Slate Armor. The sweep knocked Ikert to the ground, and then seized the opportunity to forcefully pierce the cold-glowing trident into Ikert's body.

Eckert was knocked to the ground and remembered to get up, a trident pierced its body directly, penetrated into its body from the chest, Skaven's chief engineering warlock spit out muddy rat blood, and then used force. Coughing.

"Damn mouse! Go back, go back to tell your big horned rat! This land is given to us by the goddess of the lake, you never want to take it from our hands!" Bo Derek sent the Seagod Trident forward forcefully , Until it penetrated Iktor's chest.

"Um~Skaven~The blood of the bighorn mouse, never~never~" Ekter-Claw realized that he was losing, and the chief engineer of Skaven spouted another blood, the backpack behind it They were all pierced, and the life-sustaining device was madly calling the police.

Is it over? My ect's ambition?

No, I still have so many dreams to complete, my Skaven Dimensional Stone Tank, my Evil Moon Traction Device, my Doomsday Rocket, and the dream of completing the Horned Rat.

Eckert was breathing the air desperately, his body was crackling with dimensional lightning, and the warning mark on his hood flashed endlessly. The chief engineer suddenly stretched out his Eckert's claw, and suddenly grabbed the halberd of the Seagod Trident. handle.

"Oh? Is there any strength?" Boderek enjoyed all this as a winner. The old duke watched with satisfaction that his prey had been defeated. The surrounding storm rats all screamed when they saw this scene. Then desperately rushed to **** Ikert's body.

The Skaven Rats adopt a continuous sitting system. If Ikert dies here, even if they can go back, they will all be caught and fed to the pit and hate!

It's useless, more Mannan Guards and Poseidon Knights have rushed over and fight with them.

A deep sense of satisfaction and glory enveloped the Duke of Boderek. It was the pride of ancient times. He remembered the brilliant championship matchup of the ancestor Marcus. That battle was fought for a day and night until Marcus cut it down. The head of the four gods selected warrior Svenga.

I am now the same as my ancestors! Duke Bo Derek finally couldn't hold back at this moment, he relaxed, raised the Seagod's Trident with both hands, picked Ikter's body, and announced to everyone in a proud and proud tone.

"The commander-in-chief of the Skaven Rat was beheaded by me, Boderek de Poldero, the glorious descendant of Marcus!"

"Oh oh oh!"

"Lady here!"

"we won!"

There was a loud cheering on the battlefield, the Breton army shouted in unison, and the rats were defeated and scrambled.

It was painful, but the Ektor Claw who was picked up in the air did not die. Although the life of Skaven’s chief engineering warlock was gradually leaving it, it was still alive after all, and its mind was spinning wildly. With.

"It's over! Mouse!" Bo Derek clenched the Poseidon Trident: "Just use this as the end!"

"The power of Mannan!" The Seagod's trident sent upwards, and Boderek was sure that the power of the seagod Mannan would completely burst this mouse into pieces!

However, nothing happened.

Mannan's power did not show up, neither the expected power of the Seagod nor the storm appeared.

"What? It's impossible!" The shock in Boderek's heart made the old prince's eyes go dark, his eyes staring at gold stars, he couldn't even stand steady.

Poseidon Mannan, have you abandoned me? My lord, have you abandoned your prince, and Poldero?

The short period of stunned time gave the existence in some dark places an excellent opportunity.

The Master Assassin of the Skaven Assin clan Wister finally dispatched, and it made seals on its hands and said something in its mouth.

"Shine!" The master assassin appeared behind the Duke Boderek instantly.

"Fengshen!" "Thunder God!" Three Weeping Swords appeared in its hands and entwined tail.

"Shadow!" The two avatars disturbed everyone's sight. The Master Assassin threw a smoke bomb on the ground, blowing out thick smoke and causing chaos.

The shocked Bo Derek had time to release his hands from the Seagod Trident, and three Weeping Swords pierced his chest from behind at the same time.

At this moment, Bo Derek's eyes flashed back to his life.

The glorious Poldero family.

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He has never revealed his ambition to become a knight king.

The joy of returning to his son after completing the Holy Grail test.

The prosperous Pordro, the non-stop Mannan dry dock, and the Mannan Temple on the island, the loyal Poseidon knights have guarded the Lord of the Sea for thousands of years.

Lord, did you really abandon us?

In the end, it was the winery of Podero, with red leaves and forests all over the mountains. The knights planted first-class grapes on the fertile land bestowed by the goddess, and finally produced world-class wine.

"Don't hate the breeze blowing your hands, the mountains are red from spring to autumn."

The Duke of Brittany’s Polderro, the only naval marshal among the ten marshals, the selection of Poseidon Mannán and Prince Mannán, the commander of the Poseidon fleet, the death of Boderic-de-Poldero Above the fields of Aquitaine.

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