Proof of the Sun King

PS: Bilan Dajian is on a boat, woohoo, my big phoenix! woo woo woo woo~

The battle between Asuryan and Kane is the eternal theme of the elf gods. The two sides have been fighting since the birth of the universe until now. The two god-kings are like two sides of a coin. Asuryan is cold, Kane is passionate, Asu Yan abstinence, Kane indulges in sex, Asuryan represents absolute rationality, Kane represents absolute sensibility, Asuryan tends to use political and diplomatic means to solve problems through arbitration, Kane? Cut it first!

Following the golden phoenix fire and the red-black **** blood pool, Ryan continued to focus on the place where Kane and Asuryan fell.

The golden phoenix fire fell on Nagaroth. In Nagarond, the majestic and ruthless dark elf king, the witch king Malekith was calling all the fear lords for a meeting, but three fear lords did not come, among them Including Orika, the Witch King didn't care about the absence of Orika and others, but when he planned to concentrate the dark elf army and completely destroy the Chaos army in the territory, some strange voice resounded in the Witch King's ears. .

Go to Ulthuan.

Go to Ulthuan and take back what was rightfully yours.

This is your chance, your last chance.

Malekith could feel that this power was very familiar and intimate. The Witch King was confused. He regarded the voice in his ear as the oracle of Kane, the **** of blood, and the Witch King began to think about it. , Is Nagaros still necessary to defend, this place is barren and barren, and it is not Duruqi's home.

Why is the Dark Elf called Duruche? The meaning of Duruchy is actually "truekid", which means a real child.

The Dark Elves still consider themselves the legitimate heirs of the Phoenix Dynasty.

Malekith could feel the power of his father echoing in it.

It was indeed Kane, the **** of **** hands!

So, do you want to give up Nagaros?

Just in the Ulthuan roundabout that Malekith was thinking of, in the blessed land of the ancient saints, the new regent of Ulthuan, Tyrion, is trying to save Azul's homeland with everything he has, and the army of the high elves is gathering. A few months later, the movement to recover the lost territories began, led by the regent Tyrion, and the armies of the ten kingdoms of the high elves were assembled under his command-although the Prince of Caledor, Imric, announced that the kingdom of Caledor had withdrawn from Ulthuan, but There are still a considerable number of dragon princes who proudly and proudly declare that the defense of their homeland is the calling of the Dragonborn of Caledor.

As a matter of course, Tyrion allowed them to continue to serve him with enthusiasm and tolerance. The regent first concentrated all his troops to clear all the demons that had invaded the kingdom of Itain, and cleaned up all the Chaos demons in Lothern and its surrounding areas. Clean, and conquered the hearts of the high elves, after war after war, the members of the war council have discussed privately, if Tyrion can drive all the Chaos demons out of Ulthuan and maintain peace for another year , he will be the new Phoenix King.

The title has been decided, everyone's favorite is "King of Brave".

Although the war was victorious, Tyrion became more and more gloomy and withdrawn. He tried to send a messenger to Avalon to find his love, the Eternal Queen, Elari Li, but Avalon's maids told Tyrion that the Eternal Queen had already Left Avalon for the most sacred mission.

As for what the most sacred mission is, Ella Riley doesn't even tell Tyrion, her closest lover, let alone her maids.

This makes Tyrion spend every year in pain and suffering. The war lord and the regent have a feeling that everyone is hiding from him, deceiving him, using him, and everyone does not let him know anything. , but needed his command and valour to deal with the Chaos demons, for without Tyrion's command and political skill, the elves of Ulthuan would not have been able to defeat the Chaos army.

Tyrion's growing gloom made everyone pin their hopes on another guardian of Ulthuan, Teglis, but Teglis rarely participated in the war against the Chaos Demons, and the White Tower was the tallest. The mage has always been locked in his room lately, studying something.

There was only Tyrion left, only himself.

The ferocity of the regent's army is even fiercer than that of the elven empire in ancient times. Only the strongest and bravest elf can keep up with the pace of Tyrion. He fights every day, every day, the sword on his Yangyan sword. The flames are burning more fiercely, each day, Tyrion's anger is greater than the previous day, each day there is a new battle with the demon army, Tyrion is always on the front line, the sun burning bright flames. The flame sword split open the roaring heads of the demons, severing their twisted limbs.

Only in this way can Tyrion temporarily forget Elarari and Elissa. The former abandoned him as a dwarf and left alone without leaving any news. The latter is still in the hands of the undead. Sarion and Attila didn't know what to do either. When the night was quiet, Tyrion was always troubled by all this. He could only soothe his nerves through passionate love, indulgent drinking and fighting.

This kind of swift and violent warfare made the high elves regain their lost ground at an extremely fast speed, but it also caused the elves to pay huge losses. The ten thousand Phoenix guards have already lost two thousand souls in the few months of war. In Suyan's paradise, the elites have paid tens of thousands of casualties, but Tyrion does not intend to stop, not for a moment, until Asul drives all the Chaos demons out of Ulthuan, Tyrion does not intend to rest.

But the morale of the high elves grew, because everyone saw the light of war and the power of hatred on Tyrion's head. People believed that it was the blessing of Asuryan, and Tyrion was the one who received it. Hate and madness have gripped the high elves, those blessed by Asuryan, and the whispers of certain gods echoed in Tyrion's ears.

Go, go and draw that sword.

Go, go kill everyone.

Only it allows you to address all threats.

Ryan's eyes turned to the two gods of dark elves and high elves, and the gray knight primarch was silent for a few seconds.

So you're doing it for X?

In the quiet training room, divinity began to appear on Ryan's forehead.

"You really accomplished the miracle, my champion." Just when Ryan was about to break through the demigod realm, the voice of the fairy in the lake appeared behind Ryan, and the goddess smiled and stretched out her white jade-like lotus arm, hugging her. He rested on Ryan's shoulder and whispered in Ryan's ear, "Think about it, what kind of demigod do you want to be?"

"My lady, your elf gods are not busy resisting the invasion of Chaos, busy fighting with each other, and you are not rushing to stop Tyrion's madness, at least let the high and dark spirits truce, why are you looking for me here?" Ryan Said helplessly, he gently hugged the goddess behind him into his arms, let her sit on his lap, smelled the fragrance of the irises in the goddess' hair, and mocked: "I saw Asuryan with my own eyes. Infighting with Kane, both injured, and fell into the mortal world."

"What you see must be true?" The fairy in the lake said with a smile: "I will give an example, is the me you see the real me? Who am I? Am I the goddess of the moon? Or is it the lake? The middle fairy? Or the mist goddess?"

Ryan glanced at the goddess in his arms. Today, the fairy in the lake was wearing a blue diamond, glass, gemstone, elf, and classical plaid skirt. Her beautiful and unparalleled face was full of love and smiles. She had beautiful feet wrapped in transparent snow-white suspenders and lace stockings. Rubbing gently on Ryan's trousers, the seven-centimeter lace-up high-heeled shoes fell to the ground, ten tiny toes like silkworm babies curled up inside the transparent toes of the stockings, pink, cute and attractive.

"You are my wife." Ryan said without hesitation.

"That's it." The fairy in the lake nodded lightly: "Look at the essence through the phenomenon. Is the duel between Asuryan and Kane you saw really Asuryan and Kane?"

"Otherwise?" Ryan frowned, and he suddenly understood a little: "You mean, what I saw was an illusion?!"

"Yes, no, you absorbed the essence of the elf gods, and naturally obtained the tickets of the two major gods, what you saw is not fake, that is what happened for countless years, but at least now, what you see Part of it is illusion, part of it is real." The fairy in the lake nodded: "Dear, you must hurry up, both Asuryan and Kane have been defeated, and their godheads and spirits have descended into the mortal world."

"Is it because of infighting?"

"No, forget about Kane, Asuryan is not as unbearable as you think." The fairy in the lake shook her head with a wry smile: "Asuryan's Heavenly Legion has been fighting hard against the Four Chaos Gods in the supreme sky for a long time. Now, He really couldn't beat it, so he gave up and fell into the mortal world, the scene you saw is real, both Asuryan and Kane have fallen into the mortal world."

"So there is no difference in essence." Ryan complained.

"There are still some, Asuryan made the Chaos Demon's attention focus on Ulthuan." The fairy in the lake said seriously to Ryan: "My dear, you must hurry, really hurry."

After speaking, the goddess didn't bother Ryan anymore, she lightly pressed both hands on Ryan's shoulders and kissed him on the lips: "Come on, my champion, I wait for you to become a demigod, we will face the enemy side by side. ."

"My lady...Thank you." Ryan smiled, he wrapped his arms around the waist of the goddess and prevented her from running: "But this way I can also attack the demigod~"

"You bastard!" The fairy in the lake stretched out her finger and nodded **** Ryan's head: "I'm going to see how Suria is doing."

After the goddess left, the power of the four gods converged and the flames burned.

Ryan's body became more illusory and elusive.

The body of the original body began to become weak, and his power was being disintegrated. Hundreds of phantom lights burst out from Lane's body, and his power became more and more dispersed. One after another pure warp source material first left Lane's body. , and then became a "Little Ryan" about 1.45 meters tall.

If anyone sees it, they will be extremely surprised, Ryan turned into a child? !

Under the pure purifying power, the six little Ryans each represent Ryan's side.

Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh, they're all Ryan.

Similarly, the other two children, who symbolize "duty" and "guardian" respectively, are also Ryan.

This is the nature of primarchs.

This is the key to the promotion of demigods. Ryan must embrace the essence of his own subspace before he can escape from the realm of mortals.

The six little Ryans closed their eyes together, and the six forces began to merge into one.

At this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred, and the seventh "Lion" emerged from the sky! With a grim expression on his face, he swooped forward and entered the circle.

Then, the seven little Ryans merged into one.

A new demigod is about to be born!

...... I am the new storm and the dividing line that has appeared......

Sylvania, Duncanhof Castle, stronghold of the von Carstein family.

"Boom!" In the cold, damp, dark prison, a big bald head was hit against the wall. He was covered in blood, his face was bruised, and his whole body was full of indescribable pain.

"Has someone caught it?" The Lich King Arkhan emerged from the shadows. He glanced at the Archbishop who had bumped into the wall, and nodded slightly: "Your efficiency is not bad... How did you get it like this?"

Manfred von Carstein was cursing in a low voice, he was now a loser compared to the proud Lord of Sylvania and the last Count of Vampires, his black cursed armor was broken It was tattered, with burns and stab wounds all over its face.

"Damn Geert, he used all the remaining faith in Sylvania to create such a Great Wall of Faith, hey, luckily I escaped fast, otherwise if the golden light hits... Conra Germany is a lesson from the past." Manfred was in poor condition, but he still maintained a sarcastic attitude: "But I still got it, Lord of Darkness, my Lich King, should you kneel down and thank you, I let you Does the master have a chance to be resurrected again?"

"If this is the master's order, then I will obey." Arkhan said lightly.

"Cut..." Manfred despised the Lich King in his heart. In his opinion, the history of Arkhan was a history of failure and servility.

"...It's time to start." Arkhan also looked down on Manfred in his heart. The reason was very simple. Manfred knew nothing about real power.

Not to mention Nagash, Manfred's strength is less than half of the original blood ancestor Vlad~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When Nagash is resurrected, Manfred will know that his fate will only be , and can only be dominated by the undead master, everything he calls ridiculous is just a lie.

Manfred knew what Arkhan was thinking, just like when Arkhan knew what he was thinking, the last Vampire Count had a plan, knew the ritual Arkhan was going to use, and knew about the potential subversion A method of ritual, a method that can achieve another goal. Yes, he thought, the opportunity was worth the risk.

"Very good, all nine sacrifices are here, what should I do next?" Manfred said casually.

"Then take out the blood of Charlemagne." Arkhan took out the nine volumes of Nagash, and the Lich King didn't care about Manfred's attitude: "Go ahead, I need a little time to prepare, before that, you You can do anything."

Just as Manfred and Arkhan were talking, the seriously injured Archbishop Vicma was outraged. He was angry that these two guys thought he didn't exist? !

Do you really think you gave it for nothing?

Just as the two undead leaders were talking, Vekma secretly accumulated his own strength, his golden gryphon warhammer and command scepter were gone, but he was still a strong Sanctuary rank, I saw the archbishop grabbing Taking the opportunity to distract Manfred and Arkhan, he picked up an iron rod from the iron railing and smashed it directly at Manfred's head!

"For Charlemagne! For the Empire!"

The Archbishop called on Charlemagne's two-tailed comet power and the power of the flame of the soul of the God of Justice. He was certain that as long as this blow was successful, Manfred would have half his life left!

However, nothing happened.

No power answered Vekma's call, and the familiar power of the two-tailed comet disappeared from Vekma's body.

"This, this is impossible!"