Warhammer Throne

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The world, the extreme north, the chaotic wasteland, the closest place to the true god.

Here, it is always covered with snow and flames, and the earth is sometimes frozen into a snowfield, and sometimes hot magma is ejected from the ground. Everywhere here is strange, there are almost no animals and plants above the chaotic waste soil. There are only countless, unknown homes and nests of invisible monsters.

"The North is our past, and the North is our future."

-"Savior" Ludwig

Before the arrival of the ancient saint, the land of the extreme north and the area of ​​the extreme south were called the North Pole or the South Pole. This place was originally a cold place, barren and wild, and the aboriginal people of the planet never arrived here.

Until the ancient saint came.

Before the birth of the mortal race, the portals of the two poles were built by the ancient sage and their servant Shilan, and the ancient sage was not a creature on this planet, they came from a farther place.

The portal was built here, and the ancient holy waves came to this world one after another. The original purpose of the portal was to instantaneously and cross-dimensionally transport resources to other worlds. These portals built by alien technology are It is huge and can transport a large amount of resources at once. It is said that the portal can simultaneously accommodate a whole ancient holy army.

After a short period of adaptation, Gu Sheng established a network of spirit veins and then lived in this world. They let their pet devil to help them experiment in various ways, and created the lizard (Thoros) and As the helpers of the magic toad, the spirit lizards (Strike) have made big plans and are always planning something vital.

In this way, thousands of years have passed.

Until one day, the enemy of the ancient Saint came.

Catastrophic destruction of the ancient holy machine, things quickly became uncontrollable, the portal began to collapse and fragmented, the ancient holy lost control of the portal and other worlds, pure chaotic energy passed through the broken portal to the entire The world is spreading everywhere, and creatures all over the world have suffered varying degrees of variation, and the first beast man was born at this time. Dimensional stone, the product of the solidification of the original chaotic energy, landed everywhere in this world like a rainstorm, causing more disasters and mutant creatures. This is a well-known catastrophe.

When the portal was finally destroyed by this disaster, the chaotic energy from the subspace completely changed the land of the two poles, creating a chaotic wasteland like eternal hell. The ancient saints also realized that their experimental field, amusement park and the refuge world could no longer be saved, so they fled the planet and never returned.

Everyone knows the rest.

Now, the waste land in the north has become a nightmarish kingdom. Here, no living creature can exist for a long time, they will be destroyed soon, or they will be twisted and corrupted into another thing. The cold here The whispers of evil gods are hidden in the wind or the hot wind, the will of the four gods of chaos extends above the chaotic waste soil, the echo of the subspace echoes back and forth on this land, and only a few minutes can live a normal mortal. Crazy.

However, the other poisonous grass, my fairy grass.

The wasteland in the north has never been what the low-level ignorant southerners imagined. It is a deserted land, a dead land. On the contrary, the wasteland in the north is a very lively place, where countless twisted and strange creatures are rampant here. Chaos evil beasts, dragon demons, chaotic ogres, and wild beasts roam in this playground, they fight each other, fighting an endless war. These wars are neither for glory of rights nor for predatory survival, but only for the plans of the Four Gods that can never be understood. Every day, the wasteland trembles with all kinds of huge conflict wars, the scale of these wars cannot match even the most incredible battles of the old world.

Similarly, the waste land in the north is also a pilgrimage site for the barbarians.

After being favored by the evil gods and becoming chaos warriors, each barbarian will go to chaos wasteland for pilgrimage. From the point of view of hypocritical and weak southerners, chaos corruption is terrible, chaos mutation is cursed, and chaos threat is a must The objects to be cleared, these people only know how to sit still all day long, begging for the help of the hypocritical gods, and want to get rid of the shadow of chaos.

However, chaos persists. Northern barbarians regard chaos corruption and chaos mutation as a blessing. In the long years, they embraced corruption and the power of chaos. They regarded this mutation as a gift from the gods. Although not everyone can afford the blessings of chaos, those chaotic warriors who cannot bear the favor of the evil gods will become chaotic eggs, but even chaotic eggs that have lost all their saneness are considered "sacred things" by the barbarians.

The ambitious Huns, Mongolians, Kurgans, and Noskas will all go to the chaotic wasteland to make pilgrimages, where endless challenges, killings and struggles will never stop. This is a grand stage play, above Crowded with actors who wanted to appear on stage, and Evil God was watching in the dark, they looked at it quietly, and then looked for objects that made them feel interesting.

For example, the former king of Scalins, "Red Eye" Egil-Steel Bjorn, he had beheaded countless powerful enemies in the hundreds of years of "pilgrimage", and finally won the favor of terror, Became the champion of terror abuse. If other chaotic warriors can survive the chaotic wasteland and return home, then they will enjoy the endless glory in the song and roar of their compatriots and become the chaotic champion of everyone's envy.

And at this moment, a traveler was slowly advancing on the chaotic wasteland. Behind him, he followed a chaotic heavy cavalry with more than two hundred rides. They were all wearing very, very thick black chaotic body armor. , Riding a chaotic war horse like a nightmare, they are silent and silent, and even the praises of the four gods of chaos are silent.

The traveler was wearing a set of full-body chaotic armor, with a huge cloak made of human skin and chaotic evil animal fur on his shoulders. He sat on a huge demon warhorse, and his immortal body was made of sharp sharp corners. Composed of sharp teeth, hard bone plates, and corroded steel plate armour, their eyes are burning with chaos.

"Not here." The traveler led the crowd walking on the chaotic wasteland, they swept all the way, and all the enemies who dared to fight against them were defeated by them, and at this time, the traveler would only calmly ask, Either surrender or die.

The traveler and his men have been wandering the land for more than 100 years.

"Not here." The traveler repeated this sentence.

His followers were all behind him, and everyone said nothing, just waiting for his orders, no matter what the goals of the travelers, they would always follow him.

Because they firmly believe that only he can accomplish that sacred and great mission.

That is the ultimate goal of the true God.

The traveler's eyes showed a strange bright red, his eyes did not seem to have eyes, and only the fire of chaos was burning in it, which contained only a kind of hatred.

Pure hatred.

This hatred needs no reason, no excuses, no mercy, and this hatred burns in the traveler's chest day and night.

Even if his face is hidden under the helmet and cannot be seen clearly, his followers can simultaneously feel his aversion and hatred of the world in his tone,

Quite strangely, the traveler was calm and very calm. On the one hand, he hated to the point of madness. On the other hand, he was very calm. Although he hated everything, he hated everything, but he never let Anger controlled his logic.

Because only the weak will be controlled by anger, and he, control anger.

He has already chosen a bright Kangzhuang Avenue for his journey.

More than a hundred years have passed, and his pathfinding journey is gradually coming to an end, but it is this ending that puzzles him. The traveler has been cruising on the chaotic wasteland for more than 20 years, and he has never found such a thing. clue.

"Bilak? Or Kurgan?" The traveler whispered.

He stood there thinking for a while, and raised his head again.

"Kurgan!"

"Yes!" A group of chaotic knights pulled the reins, the galloping chaos war horse obeyed their will, and just followed the traveler to the far end of the invisible end.

A month later, the Kurgan prairie.

Travelers looked at the endless yellow grassland, and above the unpredictable gloomy sky, the terrible chaotic wind was blowing this old world famous super prairie.

The traveler tried to recall Kurgan's history from his own knowledge.

The Kurgan steppe used to be a holy place for grazing with rich grass and blue sky and white clouds. When the elven empire was colonizing the old world, some humans settled in the locations of Tyril, Estalia and the current empire, and accepted to become elves The vassal of the empire established an ancient human wizarding empire.

But there are also some people who do not want to be a vassal of the elves. They continue to go north and north until they establish their own tribe near Nosca and the northern prairie. They live a fishing and hunting life. They were once kind, humble and hardworking.

Until the advent of chaos.

Corruption always takes place unknowingly. These human nomads are gradually eroded by chaos, their bodies have been mutated, their minds have been distorted, and the dark gods are slowly corroding and enslaving the thoughts of northern human tribes. Those who did not succumb to the dark gods escaped from the south, such as Mrs. Kessler and the Ugols, who were themselves tribes in the eastern grasslands. Those who stayed eventually became more and more like a group of crazy people, abandoned the benefits of civilization, and turned into chaotic believers.

In the end, under the public attention, a very great name came out of the distant and cold Xi Xuya.

He is the "Whip of the World" Kurgan the Great.

His history was before the ancient Sinian and Charlemagne established the empire. When the baby was born in the wasteland of Xixuya, the wizard of the tribe made a prediction that the baby would enjoy all Happiness and all the pain.

Over time, the baby gradually grew up to become a powerful rider, and became the leader of the tribe. The Emperor Kurgan had a never-ending desire to master the power and power of the prairie and its people-he went north, south, west and The gusty winds of the east prayed to the earth, sky and rain, to the day and the sun, to the night and the moon ... for this he plundered countless slaves and loot to sacrifice to the spirits and gods of all things. Emperor Kurgan is very powerful, but also very clever. He knows that the northernmost dark gods are the most powerful, so in order to reach an agreement with the Chaos gods, he abandoned the longevity days of his original beliefs. Emperor Kurgan vowed He and his commanding race will serve the God of Darkness with due diligence and will never be shaken.

The Four Gods of Chaos responded to his prayers, and the Evil God gave him endless power. In this way, the Emperor Kurgan unified the entire northern prairie and chaotic wasteland, and built the Kurgan Empire. This is a ferocious predator. , An agile cavalry, roaring monsters, and a ferocious mage composed of a militant empire.

At the height of the Kurgan Empire, this empire used to rise from the world's ridge mountains to the east, to the darklands to the south, to the chaotic wilderness to the north, and to the northern islands of Niben to the west. The tribe prostrate at his feet, tribute in peacetime, and send troops in wartime.

However, the gift of evil gods is not without cost. Gradually, the continuous victory and war of Emperor Kurgan made the Chaos Four Gods boring and bored. When Emperor Kurgan enjoyed all the fun in the world, they felt that they should be His own gifts received rewards, and gave him endless pain.

So, just a few years after the establishment of the Kurgan Empire, the will of the Chaos Four Gods came to the world. They ignored the countless trophies, sacrifices, and glorious sacrifices of the Kurgan emperor. They cruelly took away the Kur. The most cherished thing of Emperor Ergan-his only four sons were taken away by the four gods of Chaos ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ After taking away his four sons, the four gods of Chaos became silent and never again Do not reply to his prayers.

The Emperor Kurgan could only tearfully accept the “gift” of the Four Gods of Chaos, because it was the price of gaining power, and the emperor who had lost the heir was still strong, but he could no longer stop the struggle for power within the empire to win the heir position. An empire that was once extremely powerful collapsed in civil strife and depravity. After participating in the last war, the Kurgan emperor fell in battle and the Kurgan empire fell apart.

Since then, countless tribes have risen on the Kurgan steppe. Many tribes Khan and chieftains claim to be the sons and orthodox heirs of the Kurgan emperor.

Maybe what he wanted was on the Kurgan prairie? The traveler rode a demon warhorse on a yellow, endless prairie. He thought carefully, maybe the true **** had a coronation ceremony for the Emperor Kurgan at that time?

While the traveler was still thinking about how to find clues about that, he and his followers were already surrounded by a Kurgan marauder cavalry.

"Aliens!" The Kurgan rider head is very tall, at least two meters tall, and his whole body is filled with muscles. He shouted in the Kurgan language with a local accent: "You have two select!"

"I am looking for the last treasure." The traveler's answer is quite strange: "Maybe your Khan can give me the answer? Who is your Khan?"

"Our Khan ?!" Kurgan joked with pride.

"Listen to his name, alien!"

"He is our great maggot king! The gluttonous master! The real successor of Emperor Kurgan!"

"He is Tamukhan!"