Warhammer Throne
Chapter 93: , The annual death champion
"Yes! That's right, it's him!" Aneda squeezed the table with arms full of various jewelry.
Ricky's man had sweat on his face, and only a short period of prediction consumed his magic power.
The picture on the crystal ball stopped at this time, and Ryan's face was gradually shrouded in white mist, becoming blurred.
"Not good!" The Rick man subconsciously turned off the crystal ball, and immediately activated the protective circle in the room, and signaled Aneda to get down immediately. At the moment when the two immediately got down, there was a moving female voice with anger Just swept this area: "Who dares to use the big oracle to predict my gods!"
The two lying on the ground were silent.
The deceptive circle set by the ricket man played a role. The fairy in the lake scanned and found no objects. She could not spend so much time scanning for divine power, so the goddess left after detecting no results.
Ten minutes later, the gray-faced two men finally stood up again. Aneda was in a state of embarrassment. Her silk dress was stained with a lot of dust, and her stockings were also hooked. Well, at least you know that Ryan is protected by the Bi Chi in the lake. "
"Ah ~" The ricket man also got up, and he shook his head: "I can't complete the Great Prophecy, President Aneda, take your money, please come back."
"No, you can't use Prophecy, you can use Mantra! The priesthood of Bichi in the lake can only protect his future, but not his past. I can give you money if you want it!" Aneda took out five more The deity gold coin, the woman looks like she is crazy to use the sharp nails to grasp the predictor's neck.
"..." The ricket man's body trembled frantically. He knew that he had fallen too deep, but as a prophet of the sect, he knew that if he dared to refuse, Aneda would kill him directly,
The lunatics of the Sein sect can do everything, because the doctrine of Sein is to encourage all atrocities and try all evil. The believers of the chaotic gods not only kill each other, even the same sect kills all day.
In the end, the ricket man stretched out his hand tremblingly and took over the money.
Mantra is the opposite of prophecy, which is an attempt to detect a person's future, and mantra is a retrospect of a person's past.
Under the watch of Aneda, the prophet extended his hand towards the crystal ball again.
Power Words cannot be released to the holy domain or above the strong domain and the archbishops of the church. , Mantra is barely useful to him.
Ryan's face appeared again in the crystal ball, and then his face gradually became younger and younger, and the experience of the White Wolf Knight gradually appeared in front of the two.
"Yes, this is this!" Aneda nodded again and again.
But back to when Ryan was three years old, another golden mist wrapped Ryan's past indistinctly, covering the crystal ball with death.
"Yes! That's right here! Hurry! I want to see what he really came from!" Aneda's slender fingernails grabbed the prophet's collar: "Hurry!"
The prophet had to stretch out his hand and continue to painfully enter his vitality into the crystal ball, which allowed him to quickly grow old at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The scene in the crystal ball began to change.
To the surprise of the two, the scene in the crystal ball no longer focused on Ryan who was a child, but directly away from the world, shuttled through the endless universe and the terrible giant subspace storm.
Ryan, from outside this world? !
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!!!!! with [...] the entire Prophet is crystallizing rapidly, his vitality, his soul, all of his flesh and blood energy is being absorbed by Mantra, in a blink, the Prophet His hands completely turned into crystals, which continued to spread towards his shoulders and gradually spread to his whole body.
Through the endless subspace storm, the last thing that appeared in the crystal ball was a planet wrapped in sacred golden light. Then everything came to an abrupt end. The crystal ball exploded into dust in a glance of a supreme existence.
"No !!!" The eyes of the prophet spouted a hot flame, his body suddenly burned on his own, and the red flame burned out the whole body of the prophet in the blink of an eye.
Mantra is still demanding the power of the prophet.
All his vitality and soul? not enough!
The vitality and soul of the whole traitor sect in the whole village? not enough! !
All the chaotic energy in the chaotic altar below the village? Still not enough! ! !
Mantra continues to be sought along the faith channel of the eccentric believer and the **** of darkness.
A scream was heard inside the subspace, chaotic realm, and the strange maze. The changing master, the **** of destiny, and one of the four evil gods of chaos, howling more than once, found its own chaotic energy because of the truth of a believer. The skill was consumed by nearly one quarter of the counterattack by the mantra.
The God of Darkness in a rage turned countless believers into chaotic eggs in one breath, but this is something to say.
In Aneda ’s amazed eyes, the prophet ’s body was half turned into ashes and half turned into crystals. Not only that, all the people in the whole village were burned blind and turned into idiots. The buildings in the village were in flames and Anieda escaped only a few minutes after the earthquake collapsed. The village turned to ashes, and then collapsed into ruins due to the destruction of the underground altar.
The chairman of the Aesthetic Society was stunned. She really couldn't figure out why the mantra, which had been effective all the time, didn't work in Ryan's body. Has it become like this?
Aneda can only draw one conclusion, that Ryan has a deep connection with the fairy in the lake, also from outside the world. The fairy in the lake spares no expense to protect his past.
Finally, looking at the village that turned to ashes, the chairman of the Aesthetic Society suddenly felt very happy and full of artistic sense. She spit out her tongue and said contemptuously: "Due."
When she was finished, she motioned to the same indifferent carriage driver: "Let's go, let's go back."
After traversing the endless eternal subspace giant storm and the endless universe void, the physical material universe, the human parent star, the holy Terra.
The supremely great existence was originally busy digesting the pure cosmic energy left over from the ancient saints. A little glimpse of the flash made his consciousness awake.
"Ryan?"
"My son, Ryan is in danger! Someone is trying to spy on his past through magic."
"... Ryan is the most precious and deadly part of my plan to reverse corruption, he must not have an accident."
"... he needs the help of the Forbidden Army!"
…………
Marimburg, 53 Amber Avenue, in the parlor on the first floor.
Veronica walked around with a headache, and the sound of high heels kept ringing: "Vice president Jacob died in battle, but we were wandering around blindly, spending a lot of time, and the result was such a big thing, I How to explain to Congressman Sofia and Margarita's mentor. "
"At least we are not without gain." Ryan was sitting in his chair.
The investigation of the two people is not without gains. From the owner and the staff of the tailor shop, the aesthetic club always holds art salons regularly. It is a closed, internal art salon, which only accepts the participation of members and big artists.
"Is it useful to investigate aesthetics? Belt's traces are underground!" Veronica said irritably.
"You're wrong Veronica! If I were Belt, I would never be able to hide in the ground again at this time." Lane said softly, and the Master Hunter's death made him feel sad: "Don't forget, three thousand The man ’s underground expeditionary force has already started. If Belte ’s brain is normal, he is hiding underground to find death. "
Veronica nodded, and the believer in the blood **** was never good at concealment and escape.
"And on the ground, under the current situation of security in the whole city, only one organization has the ability to provide him with asylum, that is the Aesthetic Club!" Lane put the cup heavily on the table: "So everything went back to the Aesthetic Club. Body. "
"... Mr. Lane, Miss Veronica, I changed it." At this time, Emilia appeared.
The girl changed into a standard maid dress, white apron decorated with ruffles, white collar plain dress and black short leather boots.
The normal maid costume is not at all a tempting dress that some people imagine is only a little cloth. Emilia has no special decoration except for the bow tie at the neckline. The whole body is wrapped tightly like a nun, wearing a white headscarf. , With long blond hair.
"Mr. Ryan, can we start?" Amelia, who changed her maid costume, also revealed her original face.
Amelia was originally beautiful. The girl's appearance was not like that of Jialan's witches and sorceress. It highlights a gorgeous character. The girl's temperament is more like a clear spring in the mountains. A pair of clear blue eyes and beautiful Melon seed face, milky white skin, quiet and soft. Beauty and strength constitute a perfect combination of girls.
At first glance, it won't make you feel amazing, but it makes you feel very comfortable, sweet and clear.
"Go!" Ryan nodded.
So Emilia took out a lot of tools and various paints, and she began to dress up for Ryan.
"Well, so handsome Ryan actually wants to dress up as an artist and go to an art salon? My great knight, are you sure you know art?" Veronica stood with interest and watched Emilia's makeup. Dressed in the girl's little hand, Ryan's face gradually changed from a standard handsome Aachen look to a masculine appearance in the southern kingdom.
"Yes, I played an artist from the southern country, the Kingdom of Liguria." Ryan just hummed his nose in order not to affect Emilia's movements: "Although I don't understand art, I know those very well The dark♂ art of the hedonic sect, presumably I will be easily mixed into that kind of art salon. "
Veronica and Emilia both heard the voice of the man outside the picture. The little maid's face was red and her hand didn't stop. Only Veronica said sarcastically: "Oh, I still believe this Yours, after all ... "
Speaking of which, the witch's face was even redder. She twisted her head and stopped talking. Only Catherine looked at her tutor curiously.
"Speaking of all, Emilia, did you see my surname from my scabbard?" Lane turned the subject to Emilia.
"Um ~ Mr. Ryan always keeps the complex ... that sword behind you, your full name is written on the scabbard." Emilia said softly: "There is also the story of that special knighthood, It ’s all written on the scabbard. Since Mr. Ryan did this, he probably did n’t intend to hide it, so I secretly read it during the trip. That ... Mr. Ryan would n’t be surprised? "
"I always thought that no one would understand Gothic in Nord's wilderness." Ryan said casually: "It's okay, you live here, it's safe, no one will harm you, and just call me Lane is just fine. "
"Thank you! Ryan first ... Ryan." Emilia was very happy, obviously this was what she wanted.
Dressed in the girl's little hand, Ryan's disguise is complete.
"How long can it last?" Ryan glanced at himself in the mirror. He was satisfied, because the look was very similar to the unforgettable figure in his memory.
"Within a day, as long as it is not burnt by flames or corroded acid splashed on the face, there will be no problem." Emilia said softly.
"Very good!" Ryan took out the black tuxedo and put it on, and then inserted a rose into his chest in a frantic manner: "Done, ready to go."
Ryan originally wanted to get closer to Veronica, but the witch refused in disgust: "Don't use this face to get close to me."
"Okay, I'm leaving."
At eight in the evening, on the outskirts of Marienburg, the Violet Manor of the Aesthetic Society.
Today ’s Violet Manor is full of high-profile guests, artists from all over the mainland gathered together to participate in the art salon organized by the beautiful Aneda-Klausner, a large number of citizens and small nobles and small businessmen who did not have the opportunity to enter the salon Watch around the gate of the manor.
"Look! That is the painter Dürer of the Southern Kingdom!"
"God! Artist Rubens from the Empire is here too!"
"That is the famous sculptor Angel!"
Regardless of who came, Aneda Klausner greeted him warmly at the door. She was wearing a green low-cut evening dress, and even in such a cold winter night, she did not diminish her beauty: "Welcome Masters. "
"Wow! I didn't expect the great architect Foster to be here too!" Exclaimed someone good: "Wait! Master Foster seems to bring a young man ?!"
"He looks like a Yankee!"
"Who is he?"
After getting off the carriage, UU reads www.uukanshu.com. He is old and has white hair, and the unstable Foster master walks down the carriage with Ryan's help. The old gentleman whispered in the ear of the young man : "If it's not Schulz's request, I really don't want to join this boring salon with your knight who fights all day long."
"Trouble you, Master Foster!" Lane whispered, very respectfully.
"Follow me closely and remember that a qualified artist must not be alone or thrown away from the topic." Foster has many wrinkles on his face. The old gentleman is seventy years old. An outstanding master of architectural art, presided over the repair of the palace of the human empire many times, and is one of the few authorities in the architectural session.
"Oh! God! It's Master Foster! Very welcome!" Aneda glanced at both eyes: "Welcome to your arrival, your presence will make this manor flourish."
"You're welcome." Foster deserves this compliment, and the old gentleman just nodded and even said hello.
"Right, is this?" Aneda looked at the young man beside Foster curiously. The young man had short black hair, and it was rare that his eyes were also black. The young man's body Very robust.
"Introduce yourself." Foster signaled.
So the young man politely approached him.
"Hello, President Aneda, my name is Fan, Van Duckholm, I am an artist, a performing artist, and I am hired by people to satisfy their fantasy."
"Their darkness ♂ deep ♂ fantasy."
The protagonist does not understand art, but he understands philosophy.
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