Proof of the Sun King

Inside Curona Palace.

In the middle of the secret room was the authentic Staff of Nagash, and the will in this staff was still frantically stirring, surrounded by ten Grey Knight recruits, headed by Petain, who were releasing psychic energy together to strengthen the seal.

Normally, these recruits from Petain are unlikely to be the opponents of Nagash's will and its undead power, but who told Nagash's resurrection ceremony to fail? The current necromancer cannot be resurrected. At present, both will and strength are at the lowest point in a thousand years. The incompetent and furious Grandpa Na has done everything in addition to cursing and shaking his staff in his black pyramid. Nothing else mattered. As Petain and others increased their psionic power, the Rod of Nagash was sealed again with relative ease and locked in the psionic chain.

However, the attention of everyone in the room was not on the Staff of Nagash. On the contrary, the lake fairy Lilith, the lake **** witch Morgiana and the knight queen Suria who were present all focused their attention on the room In another array.

After a few seconds, the magic circle lit up, and Ryan's figure fell from the air. At this time, the primarch was in a very embarrassing state. There were no wounds on his body, but his face was very ugly. Just after landing, Ryan was like a head. Lying on the ground like a dead dog, he opened his mouth to say something, but a mouthful of hot Primarch blood spurted out.

"Lane!"

"No, Ryan!"

"Dear, how are you?"

"Are you all right?"

The lake **** witch, the queen, and the head maid Sylvia, who was standing behind Surya, were shocked and rushed to check Ryan's condition. The fairy in the lake already knew what happened, and the goddess immediately hugged Ryan in her arms. , let him lean against his stalwart chest to make Ryan feel better.

"Hmm~" Ryan vomited blood, and the primarch covered his chest with his hands, and he gasped a little in fear.

Almost, almost, Manfred really changed his limit.

The power of the undead Lord is really not something that can be resisted casually. As long as Man Bald Head gathers all the power of Nagash, as long as he hits it accurately, he can really exchange his life with Ryan.

In fact, Ryan personally shot this is Plan B. It was originally expected that it would be enough to let that undercover Hal Harris shoot, as long as he could do enough damage at the critical moment of Manfred's promotion to make him suffer backlash, Man bald head is dead.

As a result, Manfred was already prepared, and he had already prepared the means to deal with the undercover agent, so Ryan was forced to take action himself.

Hal Harris' failure was good or bad. His failure forced Ryan to take action himself, teleporting over a long distance, forcibly tearing apart the warp along the dark pull of the Staff of Nagash, and falling directly into Sylvania. Facing thousands of undead winds at the cursed place and the resurrection ceremony scene, Ryan was almost exhausted as soon as he entered the arena.

However, there are also advantages. After detonating the time bomb of Hal Harris, Manfred really felt that there was no threat. The complete relaxation of Man's bald head gave Ryan the opportunity to quickly approach and kill with one hit. With a backstab, the result is a direct instant kill.

"Cough cough~" Ryan coughed non-stop, and Suria quickly took out the silk scarf to help him wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Lane, are you alright?"

"Cough cough cough ~ It's okay... We succeeded, we prevented the resurrection of the undead Lord, I also successfully dealt with Manfred, and found us a willing and relatively reliable ally." Ryan grinned. , the primarch wanted to laugh, but turned pale.

"Okay! We've heard what the lady said, stop talking!" Suria saw that Ryan was seriously injured but his life was not in danger, the knight queen instantly turned her face up, and she indifferently instructed Sylvia: "Sylvie, Your Majesty is tired and needs a rest. He needs a warm bed and a good environment for recuperating. You can arrange it."

"Yes." Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Sulia's expression calmed down, and the head maid bowed: "Okay, I'll arrange it."

"His Royal Highness Morgiana, I will trouble you to take care of Ryan during this time." Suria continued.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Morgiana didn't expect the huge pie to fall on her head. The Lake God Witch couldn't help but cocked the corners of her mouth. She quickly put away her happy expression. , took this task seriously.

Ryan couldn't stop smiling, he nodded.

Although Manfred almost changed with Ryan's limit, but this is the distance from Dark Sword 21 to 22. Ryan's "Forgotten Shadow" special ability ensures that the original body can change positions instantly, so Manfred It's impossible for Reid to really change with Ryan's limit, and there is no chance at all.

However, Ryan still paid a huge price. As mentioned above, changing positions with his own Forgotten Shadow will immediately lose 50% of all of Ryan's psionic energy, physical strength and vitality. The Forgotten Shadow replaced Ryan with Manfred. With a desperate blow, Ryan still forcibly teleported away with huge losses.

This is not something that can be recovered after a few days of recuperation. What makes Ryan even more uncomfortable is the feeling of being torn apart by countless winds of undead and the feeling of being pierced by bone spurs.

He could understand why the Emperor was exhausted from the cyber wars under the palace.

The power of Nagash is really terrible. Ryan believes that even the gods of order are not opponents in the face of Nagash in their heyday, and there is a risk of complete fall. It is no wonder that the four gods of chaos must stop Nagash. What's the resurrection.

"Now, let's see what this new Death Monarch, Blood Ancestor, the orthodox master of Sylvania, will do. I hope he won't let us down." Ryan finally said, the seriously injured Primarch. was sent out.

Lane was escorted by Morgiana to rest, leaving the fairy in the lake and Suria, the goddess holding the Holy Grail: "Aesarion is dead."

"Really?" Surya recalled the high-quality hero she had met in Ulthuan, the ruthless, ruthless, determined, eternal watcher.

"Aesarion is very clear that he came to the old world to die, and he had a chance to survive." The fairy in the lake looked complicated, and the goddess shook her head: "I warned him, but his heart is as strong as iron, he Successfully rescued Alisara."

"Alysala?!" Surya was surprised, the little queen actually survived?

"Yes, she survived, but she has lost Isa's blessing, and now she has only the blood of Kane inherited from Tyrion." The fairy in the lake also felt a little trouble: "This is trouble, she's not destined to become the Eternal Queen, and what's even worse, if she..."

"I know, ma'am, but here we are..." Suria also felt that the problem was complicated.

The secret room became quiet again, and the two good sisters whispered together, discussing what to do next.

…………I am the dividing line of the good sisters who do things…………

"TMD, how did Sylvania become like this?"

"Is Duncanhof Castle a lair for inferior creatures?"

"Where are my well-raised humans? Where are my Sylvanian auxiliaries?"

"Conrad! Manfred! Two trash!"

With the exception of Alisara, all eight offerings have died and been consumed by dark magic.

The return of the new death lord Vlad activated the whole of Sylvania. Compared with Manfred, he used conspiracy, tricks, partisanship and all kinds of co-optation to make vampires and necromancers work for him. The moment Ladd appeared, all of Von Carstein's bloodline and necromancers under his command all swore allegiance to Vlad very naturally.

Vlad didn't even need to force and ask.

As the blood ancestor and the ruler of Sylvania for hundreds of years, Vlad has this kind of charm and skill, not to mention that the former blood ancestor has now become a demigod, the king of death.

"Born to serve, or die as a servant, Lich King, choose one." This is what Vlad said to the Lich King Arkhan, and only he has the qualifications for Vlad to ask.

"Then I will serve you until the master is resurrected." The Lich King Arkhan was very bachelor. He knew that Nagash's resurrection ceremony had failed. Not only did his master fail to be resurrected, but he was also killed by Vlad and Manfred has stolen a lot of power, and Nagash has now fallen into a state of complete weakness. The next time the resurrection is ripe, and the nine sacrifices are collected, I really don't know when it will be, maybe Five hundred years? Maybe a thousand years? Maybe longer.

Arkhan can't figure out how long it will take for his master to have such a chance. Arkhan only knows that his current form is stronger than people, and he is temporarily loyal to Vlad, and he will regret it when his master is resurrected in the future!

Moreover, the Lich King was secretly joyful in his heart, and he would probably have a long relaxing time. It was not because of my lack of effort, but because of an accident in the ceremony.

Vlad's handsome and handsome face full of mature male charm flashed a trace of disdain. Of course he knew that the only master of the Lich King Arkhan was Nagash. Will focus on resurrecting Nagash.

But Vlad doesn't care, the Death Lord really doesn't care. He is different from Manfred's son who is worried about gains and losses and thinks about conspiracy all day long. Unlike Conrad's madman, Vlad doesn't care.

The first thing that the Lord of Sylvania did when he returned was to patrol his lands, and he quickly became furious at the state of Sylvania.

Sylvania's originally balanced and reasonable population allocation has been completely destroyed, the once prosperous human towns and once prosperous post system have been completely destroyed, and the entire Sylvania has no living mortals!

idiot! Vlad is furious, you have killed all the living, where are we higher humans going to get blood? If the food cannot be self-sufficient, a war will be launched!

Is now the time for a civil war for mankind?

The power of chaos is already approaching the border of the empire. Vlad knows the horror of the power of chaos better than anyone else. When he was still the Lord of Sylvania, he tried his best to stop the spread of chaos, suppress the spread of corruption, and destroy those A Chaos Cultist hidden among mortals.

In Vlad's view, his legitimate claim to the throne of the empire and the first vampire war are all human civil wars, at best, internal contradictions. If the empire is gone, the old world is gone, where will he be? The death prince? Where does he go to maintain his supremacy?

In the long run, only the union can survive!

"Now is not the time to consider taking back the throne that belongs to me. Now we must unite with everyone, including dwarves, elves, and humans, to defend against foreign enemies." Vlad did not hesitate, he immediately ordered the new death king identity, calling on all undead vampires to gather to defend the empire and defend the old world.

Must be united.

A messenger was sent out, to Silver Peak, to Nicohara, to Lustria, to the Ship Cemetery.

Lord of Death, Vlad awaits your response.

Arkhan saw all this, and the Lich King was silent.

The light of undead magic flashed, and the vampire baron Hal Harris, who was killed by Manfred, was resurrected. He couldn't help but feel joy when he saw the blood ancestor returning, and knelt at Vlad's feet: "Honorable Lord, You are finally back!"

"Forget about the past, serve me now."

"Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, Vlad returned to his base camp, Duncanhof Castle,

Blood Ancestor was soon angry again at the state of his castle.

The once opulent Duncanhof Castle is now more of a robbers' den. The centuries have not been kind to these ancient buildings, and the entire side hall has fallen into the ivy-covered ruins, blowing from the border mountains. The howling wind pierced through the mud and crevice walls, swept across the dusty halls and shook the old and tattered tapestries hanging from the walls.

The two generations of vampire counts after him failed to maintain the glory that belonged to von Carstein, but instead caused Duncanhof to be dusted. Vlad's carefully designed sculptures, architectural structures, and various precious heritage left behind were all ruined. Anyway, **** Manfred still thinks Duncanhof Castle is a place to keep dark creatures, and those filthy ghouls, tomb demons, bloodthirsty cannon fodders are also worthy of mine Nest in a castle?

And Isabella... Thinking of his wife, a heart-wrenching feeling lingered in Vlad's chest. The promotion of demigod did not make him lose his love for his wife. Death Maharaja is still clear to this day. He still remembered the way Isabella, who was wearing a white wedding dress, smiled at him on the night they got married. He would never forget the feeling of passionate love for the rest of his life.

Grief haunted Vlad, Isabella was gone, and he didn't know where his wife's soul went after he died with him in Brunswick, but he would find it, he believed.

Now he has a lot to do, a lot.

In order to resurrect Nagash, Arkhan took the gods of the gods of the old world and obtained the blood and power of the gods. Although the ceremony was unsuccessful, it also severely weakened the power of the gods of the old world. People will realize that their gods are powerless to help them resist the ravages of Chaos.

Vlad also needs time to master his new power, rebuild his Sylvanian army - both living and dead, rebuild Duncanhof Castle, which will become the strongest fortress and troops in the old world Points, and even the front line of battle against Chaos!

At the same time, the border of Sylvania province.

It seems to be intentional, and it seems to be unintentional. Since Alisara escaped from the ceremony, there has been no undead creature to stop the little queen from leaving. Even if she accidentally encounters an undead or even a vampire on the road, the other party has nothing to hurt. What she meant was that she felt a little bit like... the same kind.

This made the little queen have a very bad premonition in her heart when she shouted about luck.

Found an icy stream~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Alisara took a photo of herself.

Although Alisara's face was pale and her spirit was sluggish because of her long time of being trapped and living in prison, she did not become an undead vampire, she was still alive.

Her long, bright blond hair faded to pale flaxen.

What is even more terrifying is that Isa's blessing is gone, all life magic can no longer be used, and she can only master a few high-level small spells and... new death magic, Ai Lisala went from a life mage to an apprentice-level death mage.

A death-type mage, the little queen who has lost even Isa's blessing, is unlikely to be the next eternal queen.

Alisara's first reaction was suicide.

However, something stopped her.

"Isa's blessing has been lost, Alisara, you can't become the Eternal Queen, presumably, the future will be very painful, but promise me, live, okay?"

"I promise you, Uncle Azharion!"

Alisara bit her lip, and the little queen got up again.

Yes, I promised Uncle Azharion to live well.

In the distance, thunder roared along the eastern horizon, jagged mountains briefly came into view, black printed against the darkness outside, scavenging crows groaned and gathered into huge flocks, and the moon of death hung high in the eastern sky. , shimmering with a sickly green luster, the messy withered grass and dry grass swaying back and forth in the cold wind.

But where is my future?

Alisara silently prayed to the elven gods, asking for their guidance, a poor man who had lost his blessings and strength and was in desperate need of redemption.

A **** answered her prayer.

It is Lilith, the goddess of the moon of the elf heaven gods!