Warhammer Throne

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"Little brother, what's the matter with you? Don't care about your own weapons?" Clark-Severe has a bad tone: "A soldier who doesn't respect his weapons will eventually pay a price."

"Did I hear the news?" Ryan quickly compensated the smiley face. The tempers of these master dwarf rune craftsmen were notoriously stubborn and stubborn, because the power of the runes had penetrated their souls, and the dwarf rune craftsmen would not accept any. Threatening, they will only come as they like.

"Well, I added three runes to this pair of tomahawks, which are 'return hands' tearing up 'bloodthirsty'. As for your warhammer ... just call it Thor's Hammer according to your requirements. Clark also complained habitually. This is a problem with the dwarf's middle-bearded man. The old dwarves' favorite is to complain and chatter.

The silver warhammer was handed over to Ryan. The length of the warhammer was about 1.8 meters. It was painted with various golden patterns and many marks of the dwarves. The hammerhead of the warhammer was blunt and pointed. There are lightning wings on both ends of the hammer head, and three rune stones are inlaid on the hammer handle.

Starting with Ryan, you can feel the huge weight of this warhammer and the explosive energy flowing inside the hammer body. He clenched the hammer body and injected psionic energy into the hammer handle of the warhammer. The golden patterns all lit up until they were full. The whole hammer body.

"Your needs are obviously different from that of your brother. Your brother ’s weapons focus on lethality, and you obviously want your weapons to focus on armor piercing ability and defensiveness, so I give you the rune and the meat cutter. The Ripper is completely different. "Clark motioned Ryan to put the warhammer down:" I added three runes to your warhammer. "

"The first is 'Granny's Endurance'. The Warhammer is different from the War Axe. The important thing is durability. The endurance rune can ensure that this Warhammer can survive a long battle without requiring maintenance. A typical example is the Imperial Emperor. The symbol of Gail-Maraz Warhammer, the Warhammer also has this rune, and users never have to worry about maintenance. "

"Very good." Lane nodded in satisfaction.

"The second kind is 'Grim Neal's courage'. Obviously you have a special power. The dwarves are not a race that is good at magic, but for thousands of years we have bound the power of the magic wind and engraved it on For weapons, it is also for you, as long as you input your energy into this hammer, you can also achieve the effects of energy absorption and energy cutting. "

"Finally, this type of rune is 'Forbidden'. In battle, we will inevitably encounter enemies with powerful magical abilities, so I added a forbidden rune to the hammerhead of the Warhammer, which can be used against those Enemies defended with magic cause magical effects, with additional massive damage. "

Ryan was not only shocked, but also able to combine rune enchantment and forbidden magic, and only the dwarf race, which has been specializing in forging for thousands of years.

"The weapons your brothers have sought our dwarf's help have been completed, and the dwarves will never owe you anything, but I would say that this cooperation is quite pleasant. If you have similar drawings and vows next time, I will Take another trip. "Looking at his work, Clark finally smiled, and the president of the Rune Craftsman Association hadn't laughed for a long time.

After more than five hundred years, Clark finally mastered two new weapons manufacturing methods, and also recovered a lost rune. Clark had no reason to be unhappy. He and the more than one hundred dwarven elders brought from Ryan There are a lot of benefits here. Of course, the proud dwarf will not directly say thank you. There is always no problem in saying that cooperation is happy.

"Master Clark, please don't leave in a hurry, please be sure to attend my wedding, I will be treated as a VIP, and invite you to taste our human food and wine." Putting away the Warhammer, Ryan bowed politely, toward this The group of dwarves issued a solemn invitation.

Ryan has a very important position in this country, and his prestige has spread far away. In this way, he invited the face of the dwarf, and the elder beards discussed it.

"This man is still sincere."

"Elderly bears like this polite human."

"Can kill 'Red Eye' Egil, he is somewhat skillful, he is still a hammer star."

"My beard tells me this little brother has something."

Rune craftsman Clark-Severe originally planned to stay here for a while, because during his inspection, he found that the young rune craftsman (more than 300 years old) of Deron Feinson had a good foundation and was planning to spend some time. Teach Deron to master the deeper rune marking technology. Since Ryan took the initiative to invite, Clark happened to be under the steps. The white-bearded rune craftsman said: "Since the Lord Earl has kindly invited, the dwarf will give you a face. ! "

This long-beard dwarf has lived here, because Lane has successively accepted two dwarf clan (Angelander tribe of Dugen-Tiehan, Novigreen clan of Sven-Novi Green), the dwarf has already A fairly large settlement has been established here, and this group of long-bearded dwarves will not worry about finding a place to live.

The following days were quite leisurely for Ryan. There was no war in the whole kingdom. The nobles were busy resting and licking wounds, and had no time to initiate a court conspiracy. This war left Brittania exhausted.

The production and development of the northern part of the kingdom were severely affected. The new Duke of Leonards Aldreld soon discovered that he had only half of the Principality left where he could control. The new Duke had to Wang Ting and the nobles in the south begged for help. The nobles in the south did not refrain and sent a lot of food and materials.

After another two weeks, autumn is here.

The weather is getting cooler and getting closer to Ryan ’s marriage, and the birthday of the fairy in the lake is arranged in the late autumn season. During this time Ryan was very shallow, he lived in peace with his own rhythm and arranged his butler Carson Berg and tax official Gasparton are preparing for the marriage.

Occasionally, he would go to the Dawn Wizard Tower to see what Tigris taught Veronica and Theresa, but most of Ryan could n’t understand it. The magic taught by Tigris was too profound, Ryan After listening to the consequences several times and gave up.

The warm winds of early autumn blew past the Earl of Glamorgan. Unexpectedly, it was another year of harvest. This year, the Earl of Glamorgan has grown to 28 villages, with a population of nearly 80,000, more than 1,000 standing troops and more than one hundred people. Cavaliers, a team of Dwarf Musketeers and a team of Novi Green Sharders.

The territory was filled with a festive atmosphere. The serfs knew that their beloved Earl was about to marry. The lowly serfs were destined to be unable to participate in the Earl ’s wedding ceremony, but they could still wish the Earl ’s marriage in their hearts.

What no one knows is that another distinguished guest who is going to attend the Ryan wedding ceremony arrives.

Several horse-drawn carriages loaded with dwarf cargoes entered the Earl of Glamorgan. Engineers Dugan-Tiehan and Bellaga, the king of the Eight Peaks, sat in the front of the carriage, watching the golden wheat waves along the way, enjoying the refreshing wind Drinking a refreshing ale was quite comfortable. Behind the carriage were dozens of iron-broken warriors and hammer-warriors. They were Angeland vowed to be the guard and the most loyal subordinate of Bellega.

"Cheers ~" Dugan took out the mug, filled Bellegard with ale, and filled himself with a sip: "Happy hour, a glass of respect for our ancestor Granny! A glass of honor for us Anglo Ruen-Hammer, the first king of the German clan! "

"Come! Dugan! Malt!" Dugan-Tiehan's support greatly relieved Bellega's embarrassment. He relaxed a lot in his heart. After the rest of the clan was settled, the King of Eight Peaks took advantage of this opportunity When he walked out, Bellegar took the initiative to explain to Rorek that he wanted to connect with humans. With the leadership of Dugan Tiehan, Bellegar followed him to Ryan's territory.

"Tons Tons Tons ~" It was another cup of ale, Bellega burped, thinking that he hadn't been drinking ale for such a long time.

It's cool!

"The Earl is a very capable person. From the time he took our dwarves, I knew that his talents were very good, especially because he was particularly capable of fighting. Without further ado, the heavy cavalry team led by the Earl himself was amazingly powerful." Du Root-Tiehan went on to introduce: "Whenever fighting side by side with the Earl's army on the battlefield, we no longer have to worry about enemies circling our flanks and backs, we just need to use firearms to shoot as much as we can."

"Heavy cavalry ..." Belega's eyes flicked, and he touched his white beard: "I heard that the Brittany knights claim to be the oldest cavalry in the old world, stronger than the imperial knights, I don't know Is there a chance to meet this time? "

"There must be a chance." Dugan took out the toasted whole-grain bread with vegetables and ham in it, and it tasted right: "But I have something unpleasant to say first, Bellega, you are our king, Noble status, the count will definitely meet you, but I hope you do n’t ... "

"I know I know." Bellega sighed softly: "Duggan, I still want to thank you this time. If it wasn't for the items you sent you, we don't know how to spend this winter. I really don't. Sorry to speak to Lorek again. "

"Bellega ... I told you when you first went out. Over the decades of accumulation, the army of 8,000 people is not enough to recover the Bafeng Mountain." Du Gen also sighed: "There are too few troops. And regardless of the Skasnik of the Xieyue clan, even the black orc army under Skasnik has more than a thousand, and even if we really recovered Bafeng Mountain from the Xieyue clan, we also keep Can't help, there are Quaker and its horde army underneath the network. "

"Komanick is also the same opinion, we must first find a way to seize a city fortress, resume production, and then summon the lost tribes." Bellega looked at the prosperous plains, some fascinated: "We have little chance, continue this way, The Angerand clan will be crushed by hatred. "

After listening to Bellega ’s words, Dugen knew that the King of the Eight Peaks could never give up the cause of recovering the Eight Peaks. He could not persuade him anymore. A few carriages moved along the road, and the axles turned back and forth. The tall windmills, mills, fertile land and workshops in the collar are amazing.

"It's pointed ears!" The stubborn dwarf elder saw the figure of the elf: "There are pointed ears! And there are so many!"

"That seems to be a high elf ?!"

"Oh! It's so bad, how could there be so many elves here?"

"I'm bored when I see them!"

Angeland vowed the guards to complain loudly that it was normal for the dwarves to dislike the elves.

The road was gradually congested, too many carriages, pedestrians filled the originally wide road, the dwarf convoy was forced to slow down, and as a result a group of elves collided.

The dwarves did not like elves, and the elves saw the dwarves.

Both sides were indifferent and did not even greet each other, and each went their own way. Large groups of convoys moved in an orderly manner.

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Britannia, the capital of the Principality of Boldro, Bodleux, the dry dock of Mannan.

A fleet from the empire is entering the port. The sails of the big sailboat are painted with a blue coat of arms and a white wolf head. There is also a white wolf flying with a war hammer.

"Boris Todd Blinger, the Elector of Wallich and the Duke of Midland, arrived." Bodrick, Duke of Bordeaux, said to Sir Hulff beside him: "It still looks white. Axel Gris, the head of the Wolf Knights, greet you on the pier for me. "

There is no friendship between Bodrick and Boris, and the relationship is average, and Boris is not as big as Tigris. Bodrick thinks it is enough.

"Yes! My Duke." Sir Houlf was about to step forward to meet Duke Boderick, but he soon went back and returned: "Duke, Ryan's adoptive parents are here too!"

"What ?!" Bo Derek looked closely. Sure enough, the heavily armed Boris Elector and the head of the White Wolf Knights Axel Gris helped a thin old nobleman and a The gray-haired old lady took them down the boat step by step: "Lord Norman, Mrs. Norman, slower."

The hair was almost completely bald in the middle of the hair, and the red-nosed old man with only a few hairs on both sides was obviously not in the boat. His face was pale and his feet were unstable. With the help of the Boris Elector, he walked down the boat with great fear: "No, Your Excellency Boris, you really leave me wondering what to do. You are a candidate. I'm just a country robber in the Nord countryside!"

"What's the matter? My brother and I are like brothers ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ You are my elder! Lord Norman." Boris smiled on his face, yes, normally the status of the electorate The countryman lord of the village of Binot is five levels higher, but Norman has a good son, and this little old man deserves Boris to be courteous.

In the current Nord kingdom, who does n’t know that Norman ’s son is Ryan Makado? The strong man in the sanctuary that can even be cut down by 'Red Eye' Eger? Even the German King Harald-Frank had respected Norman by three points, and Boris was right to do so for a relationship.

White Wolf Eurek gave the oracle and asked Boris to take the Normans to go to White Wolf City for retirement.

"It's really Ryan's adoptive parents!" Bo Derek couldn't calm down this time: "Go! Poseidon Knight, greet Ryan's parents with me!"

"Yes!"

Duke Boderick led a large group of Poseidon knights to personally greet Boris Elector, the head of the White Wolf Knights Axel and Ryan ’s adoptive parents, arranged for them to stay in the castle, and the Duke stood on the pier. Complicated to himself: "Even the emperor of the empire is here ..."

There was a very unpleasant footstep behind him, which was not like human voice at all, but like the sound of some wood spikes directly piercing the ground.

"Why did you show up at this time." Duke Bodrick didn't turn around, he stood like this, and behind him appeared a woman wearing a red headscarf, in a ragged shirt shorts, holding a trident .

This woman is very special, there are no human legs and feet below the calves of her legs, but consists of wooden prostheses.

"Father ordered me to come to you. I need your help. Father's selection of the champion and the prince of Poseidon, Bo Derek de Poldro."