Warhammer Throne

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The little maid, Emilia, is an exit. Her mouth is very tough, but her combat effectiveness is the weakest. Especially when the lake **** witch and the lake fairy are onlookers, Emilia can’t hold on at all, just a few minutes Disarmed and carried out by Mogiana, after the imperial lady's unfortunate defeat, Ryan faced a wheel fight between Mogiana and the fairy in the lake.

This one is a very powerful energy absorber and storage device, and the other is a true god. Ryan has resisted for a long time, fully demonstrating the pride and majesty of being the emperor’s parent and child, and effectively strangling the goddess and her first god. The majesty of the election let them know how powerful they are.

Until the starlight filled the room of the Duke’s castle through the window, Ryan let out a long sigh. He rubbed his waist, thinking that fortunately he was promoted to a demigod, otherwise he would really not be able to deal with the fairy in the lake. And Mojana's siege.

The bed in the Duke’s bedroom was originally designed to be very large. Ryan’s left hand was lying on the left hand side of Morgiana. The Lake God Witch was sleeping soundly with a face full of contentment. Her eyes were covered by a white silk scarf, which was done by the fairy in the lake. Good thing, the goddess doesn't like to be seen by her first **** at some of her gaffes, otherwise she will lose her majesty, so if the situation is the same, the fairy in the lake will blindfold Mojana's eyes.

This is what makes Mojianna develop a new quirk. She now likes to be bullied by Ryan blindfolded, whatever he wants.

Ryan didn't fall asleep. The original body was leaning on the pillow, thinking about something. The fairy in the lake didn't need to sleep. The snow-white velvet nightdress was wrapped in the goddess's huge plumpness, and she swayed slightly with her movements. The ribbon outlines the graceful curve of the waist and hips. The slender legs are covered with a pair of ultra-thin white pearlescent hollowed and delicate sling stockings. The completely transparent toe of the stockings envelops the goddess's beautiful feet with pink cardamom nail polish. The delicate body is more straight and tall, and the beautiful and incomprehensible goddess is leaning against Ryan's arms. Her extremely sacred face and temperament exudes a slightly charming color, which really makes Ryan's heart sway.

Ah, the waist hurts a little... Ryan reluctantly thought that the goddess has endless requests for his psychic energy. After all, no deity would dislike his own divine power too much, would it?

"Why didn't Mannan respond to Bodrick's call at the most critical moment? He shouldn't have died." Ryan still struggled with the death of his admiral.

"The resurrection of Nagash drew too much power from the old world gods." The fairy in the lake said helplessly: "Don't talk about Mannan, among the old world gods, except for Taal and Urik. Except for the deities that evolved from the old gods, most of the deities have been hit hard. Among them, the goddess of mercy Salia was even taken directly from her kingdom by Nurgle. It is said that the Lord of Plague planned to hold a ceremony in his garden. In a grand wedding, he will marry the goddess of mercy Salia, so that he will always become his own bride and drug tester."

"Nurgle, want to marry Saria???" Ryan looked dumbfounded.

"Well, Nurgle wants to marry Salia, Ryan, we must rescue Salia." The fairy in the lake said softly: "I am not a goddess who is good at healing, and it is mine to protect Brittany. The limit is over. Without Saria’s power, the plague will spread endlessly, but I cannot enter the garden of Nurgle. If I do that, I will become Nurgle’s bride."

"Tsk tsk, it’s okay. The embrace of a loving father is very broad, and his love is absolutely broad. A bride is not satisfied, two, three are okay, four, five, six, seven, eighty-nine are all OK. Yes." Ryan laughed first.

The face of the fairy in the lake turned dark, and the goddess snorted viciously, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"But this goddess still belongs to me." Ryan held the fairy in the lake in his arms from behind and said in her ear: "I won't give it to other stinking things."

The face of the fairy in the lake is a little more beautiful. The goddess gently rubbed her silk feet on Ryan’s calf, and she frowned: "My dear, it is absolutely impossible for you to face Nurgle and fight it, let alone you. , Even your father, the old man, doesn’t have that kind of ability. We must find a suitable opportunity to take advantage of Nurgle and its countless plague legions to concentrate their attention on hosting the wedding banquet. There will be a window of time. , I plan to let you and Alaloth go deep into the Garden of Nurgle and rescue Saria. I will provide you with guidance and divine support."

"Yes." Ryan nodded.

Saria, the goddess of mercy, is in charge of healing and mercy, the enemy of Nurgle, the realms of the two are opposite to each other. There is nothing more terrifying to Pastor Sharia than what the father of the plague has done. In turn, even the most disgusting Nurg believers will feel desperate in the face of Sharia's purity.

Therefore, Nurgle took advantage of Saria's resurrection ceremony to be severely damaged by the goddess of mercy away, locked in his garden, the fat grandfather wanted to marry Saria did not intend to do the same to this The goddess, who is known for her purity, does things like this, but wants to use Saria's ability to cure diseases infinitely to experiment with the new type of plague developed in her own cauldron.

This is Nurgle's love.

Ryan was very familiar with this incident. Have I heard similar stories somewhere?

Confronting Nurgle is looking for death, not to mention the Primarch of Ryan, even the emperor cannot enter the chaotic realm of the subspace to face the evil god. The fairy in the lake said that he needs to wait for the opportunity of the window period. At this point, Ryan If he believed in the goddess, this matter was settled.

"Nagash has not been resurrected. It is Vlad von Kastein who replaced him. This is your decision. I don't approve of it, but I respect your choice." The fairy in the lake continued, the goddess's long golden hair. She sighed: "Vlad has assembled a large army in Sylvania-both mortals and undead, heading north, ready to support the northern border of the empire. Belief in the Great Wall of China, where 100,000 imperial troops are relying on Gelt’s magic and magical miracles to resist the onslaught of 300,000 conquerors, Adjutant Kiron of Aichaen, and the battle has not stopped even one day from beginning to end. ."

"I know." Ryan nodded.

In fact, just as Ryan led the Bretonian army towards the city of Jean and was preparing to fight the Skaven Skaven, he had already received a letter for help stamped with the imperial emperor's commandment.

The empire needs support!

But this time the situation was different. Ryan was unable to provide support to the empire-the mouse was almost hitting his hometown. What army did he use to support the empire?

The Seed of Destruction is also on the way, and may appear at any time. Ryan can faintly feel that the Seed of Destruction seems to have returned to the subspace because of something, but it will come back soon.

"The empire can't fall, Ryan, you know, the empire is the barrier of the old world, even the last barrier. The place in Bretania is all plains. How can there be any danger to defend? Besides... "The fairy in the lake stopped talking, but the goddess finally sighed: "But we really don't have the ability to support the empire now. We can only hope that the empire can survive this year and let us settle everything inside."

"What are the elves and gods doing these days? Where's Olica?" Ryan asked casually, holding the sweet and soft goddess in his arms.

The fairy in the lake told Lion about the current situation of the high elves.

It took several months for the Regent King Tyrion to personally lead a high-precision army to defeat the main force of Chaos in the Kingdom of Safri, the Chaos Demon Army led by the wicked demon-Kari. The history of this battle is known as the one of the predators. In the Battle of India, Gao Jing suffered heavy losses, but Tyrion's bravery, military strategy and tenacity finally won another victory for Gao Jing. Since then, the Chaos Demon has been expelled from the inner ring kingdom, and currently only the outer ring There are also a few chaotic demons in the kingdom.

At the same time, the long and crazy war between the dark elves and the northern barbarian tribe is still going on. It is said that the Witch King Malekis is tired of this endless war. It is said that he is considering giving up Nagaroth and doing his best. All the remaining forces went to Osuan, and once again, and for the last time, launched a war to retake Osuan and his own Phoenix throne.

"Where is Olica?" Ryan still cares about his personal maid, the current goddess of the underworld.

"Olica has gathered a group of dark elves who don't like the rule of the Witch King. There are a lot of them, but I don't know how many. She really doesn't like me to spy on her." The fairy in the lake said displeasedly: " She seems to have learned of my plan, what is secretly planning, Ryan, I don't care about everything else, you must support me to become the only god, mother god, and **** king of the elven heaven **** system, right?"

"The only god?" Ryan keenly caught the point in the words of the fairy in the lake: "You mean...except you, all the elves and heavenly gods will fall?"

"That's not a fall. The elven **** will not really die." The fairy in the lake looked confident: "They will just return to the chaos realm, waiting for the next rebirth, and I will lead the elves as the only surviving deity. Keep going, I will be the Messiah of Twilight, and I will be their only redeemer and savior!"

"... Needless to say, Asu Yan, I remember that Kunos and Isha weren't your parents?" Ryan murmured: "You have to make arrangements too?"

Kadayi's filial daughter Lilith?

"Their time is over." The fairy in the lake spread her hands: "All we have to do is push the boat along the water and let everything happen. The shadow king Aris has promised to assist in my plan. Although he just wants revenge, the process Not important, what matters is the result."

"Nagash hasn't been resurrected. We can't have a continuous army of undead to fight the chaotic frenzy. My dear, this is our only chance."

"Okay, dear, your beard is growing again. Go and shave it. I'll wait for you here, and we will continue when you come back~"

"???"

…………I am the dividing line where this is our only opportunity…………

The summer of 2523 in the imperial calendar, north of Silvania, the imperial border.

The empire is under siege. For the barbarians of the wasteland, this is a time of destiny, promising that the civilizations of mankind will fall under the battle axe of the north. The time for the end is approaching, and the strong will go for glory.

Kislov has fallen, and now the only remaining city in this country is Olengrad, the lonely city, Vladimir as the Grand Duke of Olengrad, and Olengrad Marshal Georgy Constant Dinovitch is still leading the final army to resist. Although their number is not large, the remaining people are all elites in battle.

The Eternal God Chosen Aichaun did not personally appear, instead he was replaced by his adjutant, Kurgan Great Khan Kiron-Conqueror, the warrior favored by the four gods who thought he could attack in one breath like Mottkin when he went south. When the northern provinces of the empire proved his strength with brilliant victories, he found that he was in trouble.

What the empire uses to resist the chaotic frenzy is not an imaginary solid army formation, a plethora of provincial troops or powerful artillery, but a wall, an impenetrable golden fortress, the fortress wall is not only made of stone and Composed of steel, and infused with extremely powerful magic, the chief royal wizard of the empire, Baiershazer-Gelter, spent his countless energy and magic to construct it.

The rulers of the empire initially expressed doubts about the miracle that Gelt had created by himself. As far as they knew, very few things could really stop the attack of Chaos, but when the great wizards of the Academy of Light branded the wind of light into the wall. Inside, when the Supreme Dean of Paradise College raised the hill, when the stone wall condensed with countless manpower and material resources was poured by the powerful power of faith, when Geert filled the molten metal as mortar into the city wall, when The pastors of several major churches continuously released divine magic, and the golden fortress was built before the arrival of the first Ponosca.

What a miracle this is! The Golden Fortress will not be destroyed, there is no place to scratch, it will neither succumb to evil magic, nor succumb to the various demon war machine creations of the Chaos Dwarves, and even the Chaos Demon has nothing to do with it. When hundreds of attacks by the Chaos Army were stopped under the Golden Fortress, all the empires firmly believed that Charlemagne was with us, and Gelt was the miracle that Charlemagne gave us.

Karl Franz, who came to the front line, had no reason not to be surprised. The Emperor repeatedly confirmed the strength of the Golden Fortress and sighed that he did not choose the wrong person. However, the Emperor knew very well that there is nothing perfect. When he asked Gelt When there are any weaknesses in the Golden Fortress, Gelt indeed answered truthfully.

In the rebuilt von Zhukov castle hall, the imperial chief wizard and alchemist Gelter met with the imperial emperor Karl-Franz here.

"Your Majesty, the Golden Fortress is not perfect."

"Yes, I am very sure, my great alchemist, I will not blame you. During this dark day, we have endured too much torture and difficulties." The emperor sat on his throne, and he would The letter was handed to Gelt: "The bad news, my great alchemist, Brittany was under a full-scale attack by the Skaven Rats. Ryan has no way to support us."

"It's really bad news, Your Majesty." There was regret in Galt's voice.

"So, tell me, my great alchemist, what are the shortcomings of the Golden Fortress?" the emperor said softly, his eyes pointed directly at the great alchemist, frank and extremely sharp: "I need to hear the truth."

"The golden fortress needs a lot of magic and power of faith to maintain, just like the Great Wall of Faith in Sylvania." Galter paused, and the great alchemist's voice was a little unconfident: "But this is not enough. "

"Not enough?" The emperor frowned, "What else is needed?"

"You still need to believe." Gelt's unique metal friction sounded: "I have concentrated the firm will of all frontier soldiers into strength. This makes chaos helpless, but the strongest fortress is the easiest to break from the inside, if we If I lose unity and confidence, the golden fortress will collapse."

"So that's the case." The emperor understood a little: "Then, let us divide the labor. You are responsible for maintaining the operation of the Golden Fortress, and I will solve the problems of unity and confidence."

"That's right." Gelt bowed and was about to leave, but the emperor stopped him: "Gelt, I have a question."

"Please speak, Your Majesty." The great alchemist turned around unnaturally.

"Sylvania's Great Wall of Faith... still exists? The undead, are they still locked in a cage?" Karl Franz stared at the great alchemist ~www.ltnovel.com~ Your Majesty, that's just A temporary measure..." Gelt considered his own words. Of course, he knew that there was actually a problem with belief in the Great Wall, but if he admits the problem of belief in the Great Wall, then the empire’s confidence in the Golden Fortress must be seriously affected. .

"But I heard that Silvania's cage has been broken. Our ancient enemies, the ancient enemies of the empire have returned." The emperor's interrogation gaze and tone pointed to the core: "There are more than demon hunters and vampire hunters. A report said that there were a large number of undead troops operating on the Ostermark border, but these undead troops did not seem to have the idea of ​​attacking the back of the empire. They did not seem to want to be an enemy of us. I have this question. Maybe those undead are not from Sylvania is here, but... are you sure?"

"This……"

Gelt thought over and over again.

"Yes, I can be sure that Sylvania is still in the cage, my majesty."

"well."

"but……"