Warhammer Throne

In fact, the day after Boris left Midenheim, the Skaven army surrounded Midenheim.

The slender camel is bigger than a horse. Even if it is a fatal blow, the Skaven Skaven still has hundreds of thousands of troops. In order to capture Midenheim, the Skaven Skaven prepared more than six hundred dimensional stone artillery pieces. All the war beasts of the German clan were all pulled out to prepare for the battle of Middenheim.

As the spokesperson of the will of the big horned rat, Chuanqueluo constantly emphasizes that this is a battle that determines the fate of the Skaven Rat, and requires all the clans to use all their forces. It also opened the treasure house of the thirteen-member council and took half of the wealth in it. Parted out.

After seeing the battle of the Skaven Rats, the heroes of Middenheim didn't dare to neglect. Watten did not hesitate too much, so as the lord of Middenheim, he gave the order to activate the mechanism and lead to Middenheim. The four long suspended bridges collapsed instantly.

Once again, Middenheim was isolated, and almost nothing could reach White Wolf City. Perhaps only a few small roads in the complex and labyrinthine veins under the mountains could reach the ground of White Wolf City, but Watten had already Strictly ordered to be monitored, the white wolf sacred flame was burning, just above Fort Urik.

Without the Plague Clan, the Skaven could not throw the plague, and could only use the lightning cannon and the artillery on the city wall in vain to bombard. Tranqueiro tried several methods to no avail, and the situation was held in a stalemate.

"Eternal God Chosen, your honorable Eternal God Chosen, my master asked me to tell you that you must move faster."

In the outskirts of Middenheim, in the Great Camp of Chaos, Carlos, the chief big demon life-weaver under the seat of Trek, whispered towards Aicharn: "The enemy is already on the way. If you can't take Midenheim, then What you have to face next will be a dilemma."

"Oh? Really? So what?" Aicharn is indeed bored by the poor progress of the Skaven Rat, but Midenheim's easy defense and difficult attack are obvious. The Eternal God's Choice does not have a sense of frustration, it sees Looking at Carlos the Life Weaver, it was like looking at a mass of trash: "What did your master tell you? What does it have to do with me?"

The disintegration of the Maelstrom and the war in the world are always good for Chaos. Carlos has only been exiled by Cardo Diego for more than a year, and he can be summoned again.

"He is always keenly aware of everything, and He is always able to clearly read all the threads of destiny." The fate weaver sneered: "You, Aichaen, you didn't fight for the gods at all, you just because Your poor, wounded self-esteem is nothing but revenge, your revenge against the Empire, against Charlemagne."

"So?" Aizhan did not fluctuate: "That's it? He is not satisfied with me? Then why not change?"

There was a little displeased expression on the face of the chief demon of Tricky Qi. The biggest difference between this Eternal God's Choice and other Eternal God's Choices was that there was almost nothing that could break his defenses.

"My master is not dissatisfied with you." Carlos could not represent Yin Qi: "But you could have done better."

"Better? Huh." Aizhan sneered: "Isn't your master a prophet? He can't predict what I can do?"

"This is not a prophecy, this is a fixed number that is overwhelming. Your pretending to be deaf and dumb cannot change the direction of the river of destiny. Do you want me to show you the end of your war?" The Weaver of Destiny continued cunningly," There are many plots in the story, and they don’t always follow you."

"If this is the fate of all fighters, then I accept it." Aizhan said lightly, "I came for this."

"How stupid, Eternal God's Choice." Carlos couldn't help but sarcastically said: "But your struggle is just futile. I have foreseen that you will bend your knees in front of him. Forever, this is what you owe. My master’s debt must be repaid."

"Debt? Prophecy?" Aizhan smiled: "Do you predict this yet?"

"What?" Carlos hadn't slowed down, the Kingslayer was out of the sheath, and the blade was directly submerged in Carlos's neck. The chief great demon under the Qiqi seat landed on a head, and the blood sprayed all over Ai'zhan. Yes, Carlos screamed: "How dare you! Eternal God's Choice, are you not afraid of the master's magic?!"

"This time, it's not magic!" Carlos is still trying to condense the magic power to release spells, but Aizhan's speed is extremely fast, and the powerful blessings of the four chaotic gods are not comparable to Carlos's temporary condensed spells, the **** of eternal life. Choosing the vortex that easily bears the chaos magic, Carlos's remaining head also falls to the ground.

The big bird's head rolled on the ground for a few times, and Aicharn was bathed in the blood of the big devil under the three-eyed helmet. Aicharn grinned: "How about this sacrifice?"

"The master is very satisfied with your sacrifice, very satisfied." In the darkness, the three great terrifying demons appeared in the darkness.

The most powerful demon in the seat of fear, Angelus!

The chief demon under the seat of fear, Kabanha!

The next big demon of fear, Vagaroth!

"Give an order, Eternal God's Choice, the Lord of Skulls asks us to obey you." Anglas roared.

The lizardmen have left, and the great guardian has failed. The mortal world has completely become a playground of chaos, and the terrifying evil will live here forever.

"Kill, I want to kill! Eternal God's Choice! A total of eight Terrorist Legions will serve you. Now, it's your turn to give orders!" Kabanha breathed out sulfur flames: "Hurry, we, who are we going to kill, go Where to kill? Say!"

Aichaen turned a deaf ear to Kabanha's question, leaning back and leaning on his Chaos Throne without saying a word.

"Drink! Wow! Answer my question, mortal, I want to kill!" Kabanha couldn't tolerate Ai Charn's ignorance of him, and the bloodthirsty monster almost rushed to the stage, taking Ai Charn's head with him. The throne is chopped down together.

But it can't. The person in front of him is the eternal god's choice, the person favored by the blood god, and the contractor satisfied by the skull king. It can't hurt Aizhan.

Kabanha continued to be furious, and Aizhan looked at the chief horror demon contemptuously. He looked at it furious but couldn't do anything. He couldn't help but laugh. He is not a servant of any god, he is nothing. God’s slave, he chose the Chaos Four Gods and gave them the opportunity to destroy the mortal world, rather than the Chaos Four Gods who chose him Aychan to give him a chance for revenge.

He has mercy on the four chaotic gods.

Diderick used to be just a poor man who was teased by fate.

And now Aichaen is the master of destiny!

The three horror demons all glared at Aicharn. Who are they? They herald roaring death, definite destruction. It exists only to slaughter, mutilate and destroy everything it has encountered. It is the concrete form embodied by the fighting fury, and the concrete body expressed by the unconstrained primitive anger in this world.

Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice skull seat!

But now that the three-headed horror demon is obedient to a mortal, it is not counted that this mortal does not even want to pay attention to them. What shame is this?

At this moment, a member of Chaos Sword walked in outside. He seemed to have something to report. Kabanha immediately rushed up and knocked the guy to the ground with a whip: "Go to your horse!"

"Fuck!" Aichaen finally got the action, the Eternal God Chosen got up from the throne, he swept across the King Killing Sword, a black light and shadow swept down, and the whole guy Kabanha was blown out, the bloodthirsty demon only felt himself Hit by an irresistible force, it flew upside down, broke the pillars in the room, and fell into ruins.

"If there is another time, I will kill you personally and ask you to go back to your brass fortress." Aizhan said indifferently: "I warn you, not as an example, or you plan to be like Scarbrand. ?My Master Kabanha?"

"..." Kabanja was furious, and it rose from the ground: "There is no master! You are just a post! You can take us to kill, and I will serve you!"

"So you know now, who is the boss?" Aizhan still disdain.

The three bloodthirsty monsters were helpless. They stood where they were, and Kabanha grunted twice. They were still furious but they could only show obedience to Aichaen. It emphasized: "To kill, to bleed, to be the first!"

"There will be killing, there will be bloodshed, there will be at the first level, everything will come."

"Not enough, not enough. The Lord of Skulls is not satisfied with the progress you are making now. He has killed a lot of people, and there are still a lot of people. A valuable first-level."

"Yes, there are still a lot of people alive." Aizhan rarely agreed to the Horror Demon: "So we will set out soon, go there, and harvest everything, including the entire world."

"So, that's right." Anglas roared: "Ryan Makado's head is mine!"

"Very well, then Ryan will leave it to you, I hope you don't fail the second time." Aizhan nodded, he stood up and walked off the throne: "His skull belongs to you, and his skin and flesh belong to me. I will pull off the skins of him and Karl Franz and hang them on my armor."

"A word is settled!"

"A word is settled!"

The horrors are satisfied, Aichaen is funny, if it is the horror of the other three gods, this kind of contract has almost no credit at all, but the horror is different, the blood **** is most concerned about honor and equivalent exchange, you To kill him, sacrifice his skull, and show his glory, no matter what the believer is, the blood **** never stingy with rewards, but the moment the contract is signed, it means that the believer must continue to satisfy the endless pursuit of blood to kill the skull until he Completely engulfed by hunger and thirst.

"So, what happened." At this time, Aizhan finally turned his attention to the members of Chaos Sword.

"Two armies are quickly approaching Middenheim." The Chaos Sword member reported: "One of them seems to be a bone shelf from the Nicohara Desert. There are many of them, estimated to be more than 100,000. There are also some war machines that we don’t understand at all."

"The Nicohara Desert, interesting." Aizhan ordered: "Let the army of Krek-Sun Eater dragons and demons dispatch."

"The second army came from Nur in the south. The main body was composed of humans, elves, and dwarves. It was also mixed with a large army of the dead. The leader claimed to be the incarnation council, and the commander was the Breton sun king Ryan Macado. , Emperor Karl-Franz, the eternal king Malekiss, the dwarf supreme king Thorgrin, and the Vlad von Kastein, who claims to be the King of Death."

"Hey, all the brains are coming." Aizhan laughed, yeah, this is my main stage, and everyone has to make footnotes for this grand performance.

That's great, it's really great.

He can't wait.

Stepping out of the hall, the largest Chaos World Destroying Army in history is gathering under Aizhan's command, and he starts to order his troops:

The commander-in-chief of the Chaos Three Armies, the Eternal God chooses Aizhan's pro-army Chaos Sword Battle Group and its 38 Chaos Legions.

Join the Chaos Demon Army:

The original demon prince Bilak and his Chaos Undivided Legion.

The most powerful horror demon Angellas and its 3 horror demon legions.

Kabanha, the chief of the torturer, and his 3 army of the torturer of demons.

The horrific first-order demon Vogaroth and his 2 subordinates of the horror demons legion.

Nurgle's chief big magic library-Gaz and his subordinates 4 Nurgle demons legion.

Nagros, the first-order great demon rain father of Nurgle, and his 3 army of Nurg demons.

Luke Xius, the chief demon of evil, and his 3 army of evil demons.

The most powerful evil demon Shalaxi-Demon Scourge and its 3 army of evil evil demons.

Participate in the Chaos Lord:

Nurgle chose the star warrior, Typhons, the lord of the hive.

Horror God chooses the interstellar warrior, Kahn the Betrayer.

The goddess chooses the star warrior, Lucius.

Fear of abuse of the bride, the **** Valkyrie.

Fearless God chooses the champion, Skar-Bloodfury.

The possessor of Nurgle, Isabella.

Zolong, the king of trolls.

Ke Lieri, the king of dragons and devils-sun swallowers.

Tricky God chooses champion Cha-Zaneike.

The orc dark prophet Marago.

Groll-the wind of beasts-war hoof.

Desara, the betrayer, the devil prince.

The treacherous **** chooses Wieliqi-the curse of the world.

The four gods of chaos choose Ulfric-Wanderer.

There are a total of 338 legions, battle groups, war gangs, and guards under his command.

Participate in the battle of Lord Skaven:

Chief Greyclaw Prophet Chuanqueluo.

The right claw of the Mord clan (current lord) Slot-the unclean.

Snitch, the death master of the Right Claw (current lord) of the Asin clan.

There are a total of 143 legions, teams, battle groups, and rat groups under his command.

The final battle is approaching, and the two armies, the army of the tomb king of Setra and the army of the Order of the Alliance, are simultaneously slaying towards Middenheim.

Aichan stood on the high platform and looked at his army. He believed that everything would come to an end in Middenheim.

all.

...I am the dividing line where everything will come to an end...

Five days later, near Middenheim, Dracowald Forest.

Incarnate as the General Marshal of the Council, the Sun King and Grey Knight Primordial Ryan Makado rides on his Great Griffon Impris, and a group of commanders look at the chaotic army in the distance.

Lightning pierced the sky, dark clouds condensed unnaturally over Middenheim, the face of the chaotic demon was visible in the cloud changes, and the colorful aurora illuminates the turbid black forest. From one end to the other end of the line of sight, the Chaos Army flooded every corner of the field of vision, the number of which is too large to estimate its number, only Midenheim’s long twigs stand alone, like an isolated island in the ocean The frantic wave named Ratman and Chaos barely occupies a small spot.

"Now do you know how many enemies we have? Aichaen, deserves to be called the last and strongest eternal God's choice, the Lord of the End, the Kings Butcher, the God's Choice, his army is as much as the sea water. , Those of us have really become fine sand on the coast." Ryan smiled at the representatives of the incarnation council.

"Everyone, send my order, let your armies take their respective positions, and then come to the Chinese army's big account for the final military discussion!"

"The battle of Middenheim, no, the battle of the world, the battle of the end is here."

"Warriors of the old world! Fight for the world!"

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(End of this chapter)

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