Warhammer Throne

Latest website: Endless power comes from Nagash, the Lord of the Dead, being swallowed by Manfred into his body. The last earl of vampire slammed Archbishop Vekmar’s neck from his body. Absorbed a large amount of the power of the original magic of darkness.

Archbishop Vekmar wailed in pain, the armor of Nagash on his body and the witchcraft crown on his head, the hand of Nagash in his hand was shining together, and the will and power of Nagash, Lord of the dead, were in Vic The horse's body rammed around wildly, and Vekema almost went mad. The archbishop used his most vicious curse and most pious call to try Manfred's power, but as usual, nothing happened.

In the cauldron, the blood of Charlemagne and the blood of the goddess of war were mixed with the blessing of Isha, and the blood of the remaining six sacrifices were also mixed together, injected into the body of the archbishop, those powerful dark magic and Nagash’s The will was injected into Vicma's body along the soul chain, and was absorbed by Manfred.

Arkhan rushed to the cauldron. He watched his master finally get the chance to be resurrected. He absorbed the blessings of nine gods and the blood of eight chosen ones. When he was only one step away from the resurrection, he was killed by Manfer. Reid stole the fruits of victory, and couldn't help being furious: "Stop, Manfred, you can't control the power of your master!"

"I never thought to control the power of your master, stupid lich!" Manfred presided over Arkhan as a victor. The last earl of vampire was in the process of being promoted, and his body gradually became Even more massive and magnificent, the Count Vampire was very proud: "I only need a part, and I only need a part of it. Nagash, your master, he will continue to sleep in his black pyramid, now it belongs to me! It's the time of the eternal emperor Manfred!"

"Manfred!" Ackhan roared and cast the spell, trying to stop the spell, or release his tomb spell to attack Manfred.

However, it was invalid. In order to ensure the safety of the ceremony site, the Lich King had set up too many defensive magics. Manfred decisively activated the circle after stealing part of Nagash's power. Now Arkhan moved. The stone hit his own foot, and the magic circle he set stopped his footsteps.

In theory, Arkhan could not be blocked by his own magic circle, but this time it was different. Manfred got the power of the original darkness, and he now possesses more magic than Arkhan.

Mystery will lose its effectiveness in the face of higher mysteries.

Manfred looked at all this in front of him, he couldn't help showing a satisfied smile. Yes, he could not become the lord of the dead as powerful as Nagash, and he could not truly enshrine the gods, because after all It is possible to inherit a complete godhead and supernatural power, and the Lord of the Necromancers does not have his own body.

But what does this have to do? As long as he can absorb all the source of dark magic at the ceremony site, that's enough! The new eternal emperor, the death lord will be born here!

The pre-arranged von Kastein blood, and the necromancers loyal to Manfred began to chant: "My lord Manfred von Kastein, you are the master of death. You are the master of Sylvania, you are the king of von Kastein, you are the emperor of vampires, you are the patron of blood, you are the last earl of vampires, you are..."

At the chaotic ceremony site, thousands of winds of magic engulfed everything in it. The boundary between the mortal world and the subspace became thinner. Arkhan tried to restore the situation, he began to chant aloud to thwart Manfred’s Promotion ceremony.

The Lich King made up his mind. It seemed that he could not resurrect his master this time, but even so, Manfred would never want to be promoted to a demigod, death lord!

The two sides began to confront. There is no doubt that Manfred’s power has the upper hand, but relying on the understanding of the undead magic and the power of Nagash, Arkhan’s obstruction has also played a certain role. Manfred’s promotion ceremony It becomes painful and difficult.

And what makes Manfred a little strange is that there is a lot of dark magic energy absorbed into his body, but the proportion that he really controls is relatively small, and it seems that something "parasites" in his body.

At this moment, Hal Harris rolled his pale eyes, a vampire baron standing behind Manfred, the blood of the von Kastein family.

"You must stop him, you must stop Manfred." A voice came from his mind.

It is the Grey Knight Gene Primarch, the voice of Sun King Ryan!

"Stop him? But, what should I do?" Hal Harris looked at his master's infinite power, the power to tear the real world and the suppression of Sylvania, and the suppression of the Lich King Ake Han's domineering, the vampire baron admitted that he was scared, he was scared.

"Don't stop him, all your endings are to become his puppets." Ryan's voice continued. He has no emotion at all, cold and full of cruelty: "He won't let you go, he knows you are Lamia’s informant, isn’t it? I didn’t do it to you before, because you are still useful to him. If he is promoted to Death Maharaja, then even the Queen Nephrata of Silver Peak Mountain must kneel at Manv. Under Reid's feet, what use do you have after that?"

"But..." Hal Harris is still hesitating, what if he fails?

Seeing this undercover agent who was still hesitating, Ryan's voice became even colder: "Hurry, there is no time, you can think about it, is I trustworthy, or your master is more trustworthy?"

Hal Harris wondered if this was nonsense? For Manfred, the feeling of backing up was like breathing-he could no longer feel happy, but was used to it.

"Can you guarantee? If I do as you said..." The Vampire Baron was still hesitating.

"Yes, I assure you of credit." Ryan said very sincerely and credibly.

The vampire baron gritted his fangs, and while Manfred and Arkhan were fighting, when the sky of spell storm collided with the torrent of witchcraft, he stretched out his hand and held his undead bone sword, slowly He touched behind Manfred.

Manfred seemed unaware of Hal Harris' actions. The last earl of vampire focused all his attention on Arkhan. Upon seeing this, Hal Harris took the bone sword out of its sheath and clenched the sword tightly. The handle, hitting Manfred's back.

The sharp blade flicked a cold light, and just as the tip of the blade was about to penetrate Manfred's back, something terrible happened!

The scream from the depths of the blood penetrated Hal Harris’ skull, exploded from his skull, from his ears, and from his eyeballs. The torrent of harsh noise made the Vampire Baron throw away his sword, painfully. Kneeling on the ground, he covered his head with his hands, and rolled on the ground with pain. Blood spurted out of his eyes, ears and mouth: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Hal-Harris, Arkhan's loyal dog, Nephrata's lackey and undercover, I know there will be such a day." Manfred looked at the struggling vampire baron lying on the ground with joking and mocking eyes. , He bared his teeth and smiled: "Do you think I don't know who you are? You think I don't know who you are? You traitor, you think I won't guard you?"

"You...um!" Hal Harris was covered with blood, and the Baron Vampire slumped on the ground: "When?"

"When? I used magic and hints on you a long time ago." Manfred chuckled. A wind of death forced Arkhan back, and then he turned his attention to the undercover under his command: " From the very beginning, I knew that you were not credible. You, the running dog of Mahhubard, defected to me after the fall of Moussilon. I asked you to cast Nephrata again. Very good. From the beginning, you are. Khan’s people, right? It’s normal to show up at this time, and later, there will be no chance? Am I right?"

"..." Hal Harris was kicked and smashed a stone tablet.

"So, it's over!" Manfred cursed on the vampire baron for a year, Hal Harris was enveloped by black magic, his body gradually became rigid and hardened, his armor decayed and rusted, flesh and blood were petrified, and the vampire baron was there. In the extreme pain, it became a cloud of white dust.

"Who else wants to stab me back?" Manfred yelled at the vampires and necromancers under his command: "Who else wants to interrupt my destined journey to the world? I'll give you one. Challenge me fairly!"

Fairly challenge a chicken! Manfred’s von Kastein bloodline and dozens of necromancers watched Hal Harris’s end and shook their heads. Manfred was clearly prepared. It’s no different than hitting the stone with a pebble to resist. , And Manfred's "fair" who believes is a fool.

Finally, the barrier of the demigod was thinned, and Manfred spread his arms, enjoying his last moments as a mortal.

The blood of von Kastein named Manfred, the third Earl of Silvania vampire, and the last and most cunning patriarch of von Kastein, recalled his past. There were failures in his life. There are also successes, there are retreats, there are concealing one's powers to bide time, and there are also brilliant moments.

So when was your most glorious moment?

There is no doubt that this is the moment when wisdom retreats from the five soldiers, defeats the Lich King, and is promoted to the Death Lord!

Ah~ so brilliant, so sweet.

So hi!

I feel that life has reached its peak!

The deafening screams of all spirits and the joy of victory concealed a flash of aura, without warning, a silver light and shadow fell from the sky above the sky, from where the only dark cloud broke in Sylvania. A sword pierced his chest from behind before Manfred could react!

"Hmm!" The light and shadow of the thunderbolt and the blade made of pure psychic energy pierced his heart from behind, and blood immediately shed from Manfred's mouth. The vampire count who was about to be promoted to the death lord was completely hit by this blow. , Manfred convulsed all over, he slowly turned his head behind him inconceivably: "It's... it's you, Ryan!"

"Yes, it's me." The light and shadow of the original body appeared behind Manfred, and the Nemesis had long been transformed into a giant blade several meters long and half a meter wide, burning with psychic flames. It pierced Manfred's rotten and fallen heart, and was completely destroying his body structure and soul: "Send you a surprise, dear Manfred, do you like it?"

"No...impossible, how could you be here?" Black blood ran down from Manfred's chest and mouth like a waterfall, and the last vampire count struggled and twitched: "Impossible, ceremony scene ...Perfect."

"It was before." Ryan forcefully pushed the burning Nemesis elementary substance into Manfred's body, allowing the sword to penetrate twice, and hundreds of undead winds bombarded Ryan, his features twisted into a ball: ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? "The Staff of Nagash provided me with an anchor in the subspace, and your promotion ritual tore the gap between the mortal world and the subspace."

"Uh! Uhhhh!!!" Manfred trembled all over, and he realized in horror that his power was leaving him! At the moment when he was about to break through the demigod level, he was back-stabbed by Ryan. He failed to succeed in a blast. Then he will face endless backlash. Neither the will of Nagash nor the Lich King Akhhan will miss this opportunity!

"Go to hell! Manfred, pay the price for everything you do!" Ryan was about to pull the blade out, only to find that Manfred reached out and grabbed the sword of Nemesis. Body: "What?"

"Yes, I might die!" Manfred had already cut off a hand by Essarion, but he had already reconstructed his body, seizing the opportunity, the Count Vampire held himself with one hand. The blade of the Nemesis Origin in his chest, his face was completely mad: "But you, you will definitely die!"

In the next second, Manfred transformed all the power of Nagash he could control into a bone spur that was more than two meters long in the other hand. Finally, the eyes of the vampire count flashed with hatred light, and he turned back and stabbed. , The gathered power of the Necromancer instantly penetrated all of Ryan's defenses, and also pierced his heart and breastbone!

"Uh..." Ryan's body was pierced, and the hot blood of the original body was also sprayed out. With a little support, his limbs fell weakly, almost spanning a third of the world. The long-distance teleportation and the dark drag of Nagash’s staff forcefully descended on the cursed land, leaving the original body exhausted. The power of the Necromancer is enough to kill many true gods, let alone solve his half. God's.

This blow also completely damaged Ryan! The power of the original body slipped a lot in an instant!

"Let me die together!!!" Manfred shouted frantically.

"That's not necessarily." Ryan suddenly smiled, his body gradually turned into a blur of light and shadow, and then burst into fragments, dissipating under the sky of Sylvania.

Shadow of Forgotten!

Thunder crossed the sky, and Ryan disappeared, leaving behind his words in the air.

"The seal has been lifted and our transaction is complete."

transaction? What transaction? Manfred was puzzled, the last vampire earl didn't have time to think so much, he was clutching his chest, the crazy energy backlash and soul trauma are destroying everything about him!

still have a chance! There is still a chance. Manfred is trying to guide Nagash’s energy to repair his soul and body. The Dark Source of the Necromancer can do anything. As long as he can control it, he can survive and be promoted. God can wait for the next time!

still have a chance! Manfred has fallen into madness.

Survive, as he has always done, as long as he survives, there is a chance to make a comeback.

However, something terrible happened, right in the depths of his soul, right in the depths of his bloodline. Some existence has unlocked its seal. It greedily absorbs all the power, including the power of Manfred, Including the power of Nagash, the lord of the dead, and even all the cursing power and wind of the undead in Sylvania!

There is something, something is going to come out of the body! Manfred struggled frantically, but to no avail, the opponent was obviously much stronger than his original strength, and he could easily control his magic power and blood, and he was more proficient than himself.

"No! No! No!!!! Why did it become like this, no!" Manfred screamed and roared, he could feel his soul, his body and everything about him being completely absorbed and completely dying out .

"Pop!" The blood exploded, in the horrified eyes of the large group of vampires and necromancers, in the unbelievable expression of the Lich King Arkhan, Manfred's chest exploded, one hand from the end The Vampire Count's body stretched out.

A person grew out of Manfred's body!

"My stupid son, you have never had the talent and strength to match your ambitions, and you have never really understood what my von Kastein aristocratic spirit is. This is doomed to your failure and your pattern. Only here, a sad careerist, conspirator, will never be in the elegant hall, forever."

Tall, noble, elegant, arrogant, and invincible figure emerges from Manfred's body. He has an ancient and beautiful face, sharp fangs and a pale long hair. He relaxes with a perfect posture. Slowly landing: "Now, I have returned, and the long night of Sylvania is about to dawn~"

"No...no..." Manfred was still in his final struggle. This guy suddenly realized that everything he had done before had become the person in front of him, the fruit of victory from his "biological father". UU read the book www.uukanshu.com everything he did for him!

The clown is myself!

At the last moment of his life, self-deprecating words flashed in Manfred's mind, and then his soul and body were swallowed by psychic flames, which was also the part that his "biological father" did not want.

The third earl of vampire and the last earl of vampire, Manfred von Kastein, killed Sylvania.

The ring of the nine demons fell silent, and the ceremony of resurrecting Nagash was over, leaving only a bright red figure standing on the army of one hundred thousand undead, accepting the worship of everyone.

"King, of the Darkness!"

In the center of the ceremony stood a newly promoted demigod. He absorbed part of the dark source power of Nagash and all the power of Manfred to complete the promotion ceremony.

The new death prince, the blood ancestor of the von Kastein family, the orthodox elector of the Empire Sylvania, and the first earl of vampire, Vlad von Kastein announced his return!