Proof of the Sun King

It wasn't until late in the evening that the movement in the room stopped.

The little maid Emilia was the one who left the stage. She had a tough mouth, but the combat power was the weakest. Especially under the onlookers of the Lake God Witch and the Lake Fairy, Emilia couldn't hold on at all. Disarmed and carried out by Morgiana, after the unfortunate defeat of the Imperial Countess, Ryan faced the wheel battle between Morgiana and the fairy in the lake.

This one is a powerful energy absorber and storage device, and the other is a true god. Ryan has resisted for a long time, fully demonstrating the pride and majesty of being the emperor's parent and son, effectively strangling the goddess and her first **** The prestige of the choice, let them know their own power.

Until the starlight filled the entire room of the Duke's Castle through the window, Ryan let out a long breath. He rubbed his waist, thinking that fortunately he was promoted to a demigod, otherwise he would really not be able to deal with the fairy in the lake. and the siege of Morgiana.

The bed in the Duke's bedroom was originally designed to be very large. Morgiana was lying on Ryan's left hand. The witch of the lake **** was sleeping soundly with a satisfied face. Her eyes were covered by a white silk scarf, which was done by the fairy in the lake. It's a good thing, the goddess doesn't like to be seen by her first **** at certain moments of gaffe, otherwise she will lose her majesty, so if they are together, the fairy in the lake will cover Morgiana's eyes.

This has made Morgiana develop a new quirk. She now likes to be bullied by Ryan blindfolded, whatever he bullies.

Ryan was not asleep, the primarch was leaning on the pillow, thinking about something, the fairy in the lake didn't need to sleep, the snow-white velvet nightgown wrapped the goddess's huge plump, shaking slightly with her movements, closing. Ribbons outline the graceful curves of the waist and buttocks. The slender and straight legs are covered with a pair of ultra-thin white pearly hollow and delicate suspender stockings. The delicate body is more straight and tall, and the beautiful and indescribable goddess is leaning against Ryan's arms like this. Her incomparably sacred face and temperament exudes a slightly charming color, which really makes Ryan's mind sway.

Ah, my waist hurts a little... Ryan reluctantly thought that the goddess's request for his psionic energy was endless. After all, no **** would dislike his own divine power too much, would he?

"Why didn't Mannann respond to Bodrick's call at the most critical time? He shouldn't have died." Ryan was still entangled in the death of his admiral.

"The resurrection of Nagash has taken away too much power from the gods of the old world." The fairy in the lake said helplessly: "Let's not talk about Mannan, among the gods of the old world, except for Tar and Uric. Except for the gods that evolved from the old gods, most of the gods have been severely damaged. Among them, Saria, the goddess of mercy, was even taken directly from her own kingdom of gods by Nurgle. In a grand wedding, he will marry the goddess of mercy, Saria, and make him his own bride and drug tester forever."

"Nurgle, are you going to marry Salia???" Ryan looked bewildered.

"Well, Nurgle wants to marry Sally, Ryan, we must rescue Sally." The fairy in the lake said softly: "I am not a goddess who is good at healing, and it is mine to protect Britannia. It's the limit, without the power of Salia, the plague will spread endlessly, but I can't enter Nurgle's garden, and I will become Nurgle's bride."

"Tsk tsk, it's fine, the loving father's embrace is very 'broad', and his love is absolutely 'broad', if one bride is not satisfied, two are fine, three are fine, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine are all OK. Yes." Ryan laughed first.

The face of the fairy in the lake suddenly darkened, and the goddess snorted viciously, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"But this goddess still belongs to me." Ryan held the lake fairy in his arms from behind and said in her ear, "I won't give it to any other stinky things."

The face of the fairy in the lake was a little more beautiful. The goddess gently rubbed her silk feet on Ryan's calf, and she frowned: "Darling, it is absolutely impossible for you to face Nurgle and fight it, let alone you. , even that old man of your father doesn't have that kind of ability, we have to find a suitable opportunity, while Nurgle and his countless plague legions are all focused on hosting the wedding banquet, there will be a window. , I plan to let you and Alaros go deep into the Nurgle Gardens and rescue Sharia, and I will provide you with guidance and divine support."

"Okay." Ryan nodded.

Salia, the goddess of mercy, in charge of healing and mercy, the enemy of Nurgle, the realms of the two are opposite to each other. Nothing scares Priest Salya more than the actions of the Plague Father, and conversely, even the most disgusting Nurgle devotees to despair at Sharia's purity.

So Nurgle took the Goddess of Mercy away while Saria was severely injured by Nagash's resurrection ceremony and locked it up in his garden. The fat grandfather wanted to marry Saria, not intending to marry the same The goddess, who is known for her purity, does things like this, but she wants to use Saria's ability to cure diseases indefinitely to experiment with the new plague that she has developed in her cauldron.

This is Nurgle's love.

Ryan thought this was a bit familiar, have I heard a similar story somewhere?

Facing Nurgle directly is courting death, not to mention the primarch like Ryan, even the emperor cannot enter the chaotic realm of the warp to face the evil god, the fairy in the lake said that he needs to wait for the opportunity of the window, at this point Ryan If you believe in the goddess, this matter is settled.

"Nagash was not resurrected, and he was replaced by Vlad von Carstein. This is your decision. I don't agree with it, but I respect your choice." The fairy in the lake continued, the goddess's long golden hair With a seductive fragrance, she sighed: "Vlad has assembled a huge army in Sylvania - both mortals and undead, heading north, ready to support the northern border of the empire. The Great Wall of Faith, where 100,000 Imperial troops are relying on the magic and magic of Gelt to resist the onslaught of 300,000 people from Archaon's lieutenant Keron-Conqueror, and the battle has not stopped for a day from beginning to end ."

"I know." Ryan nodded.

In fact, when Ryan led the Brittanian army to approach the city of Jean and was about to fight the Skaven Rat Man, he had already received a letter of help with the Emperor's Ring Seal.

The Empire needs support!

But this time the situation is different, Ryan can't provide support to the empire - the mouse is about to hit his hometown, what kind of army does he use to support the empire?

The Seed of Destruction is also on the way, and it may appear at any time. Ryan can vaguely feel that the Seed of Destruction seems to have returned to the warp for something, but it will come back soon.

"The empire can't fall, Ryan, you know, the empire is the barrier of the old world, it can even be said to be the last barrier, this place in Britannia is all plain, how can there be any danger to defend? Besides... The fairy in the lake hesitated to speak, but the goddess could only sigh in the end: "But we really don't have the ability to support the empire now. We can only hope that the empire can survive this year and let us settle everything inside."

"What are the elf gods doing recently? Where is Orika?" Ryan asked casually, holding the fragrant and soft goddess in his arms.

The fairy in the lake told Ryan about the current situation of the high elves.

It took several months for Tyrion, the regent, to personally lead the high-elf army to defeat the main force of Chaos in the Kingdom of Safri - the Chaos Demon Army led by Slaanesh Archon-Kari. This battle is known as the Marauder. In the battle of the seal, the high-precision suffered heavy losses. However, Tyrion's bravery, strategy and tenacity finally won another victory for the high-precision. Since then, the Chaos Demon has been expelled from the inner ring kingdom, and only the outer ring is currently available. There are also a few Chaos Demons in the kingdom.

Meanwhile, the long and frenzied war between the dark elves and the northern barbarian tribes continues, and it is said that the Witch-king Malekith is tired of this never-ending war, and is said to be considering giving up Nagaroth and doing his best as a dark elves. All that was left of the army went to Ulthuan, once again and for the last time to wage a war to retake Ulthuan and his own Phoenix throne.

"Where's Olika?" Ryan was still concerned about his personal maid, the current goddess of the underworld.

"Olica has gathered a group of dark elf troops who don't like the rule of the Witch King. There are a lot of them, but I don't know how many. She doesn't like me spying on her very much." The fairy in the lake said with some displeasure: " She seems to have learned of my plan and is secretly planning something, Ryan, I don't care about anything else, you will definitely support me to become the only god, mother **** and **** king of the elf heaven **** system, right?"

"The only god?" Ryan keenly captured the key point in the words of the fairy in the lake: "You mean... Except for you, all the elf heaven gods will fall?"

"That's not a fall, the elf **** will not really die." The fairy in the lake looked confident: "They will just return to the realm of chaos and wait for the next rebirth, and I, as the only surviving god, will lead the elves. Go on, I will be Twilight's Messiah, and I will be their only savior and savior!"

"...Asuryan needless to say, I remember that Kunos and Isa are not your parents?" Ryan complained: "You also want to arrange?"

Kadai's filial daughter Lilith?

"Their era is over." The fairy in the lake spread her hands: "What we have to do is just push the boat and let everything happen. The Shadow King Aris has promised to assist my plan, although he just wants revenge, but the process It doesn't matter, what matters is the result."

"Nagash has not been resurrected, we can't have a steady stream of undead legions against the Chaos frenzy, my dear, this is our only chance."

"Okay, my dear, your beard is growing again, go and shave it, I'll wait for you here, we'll continue when you come back~"

"????"

…………I am the dividing line that is our only chance…………

The summer of 2523 in the imperial calendar, north of Sylvania, the border of the empire.

The empire is under siege. For the barbarians of the wasteland, it was the time of destiny, promising that the civilized nations of mankind would fall under the axe of the north. The end is near, and the strong will go to take glory.

The whole of Kislev has been occupied, and now the country is left with only the solitary city of Erengrad, Vladimir as the Grand Duke of Erengrad, and Georgy Constant, the Marshal of Erengrad. Dinovich was still leading the last army to resist, and although their numbers were small, those who remained were elites in a hundred battles.

Archaon did not appear in person, and was replaced by his adjutant, Kurgan Khan Keron-Conqueror, the warrior favored by the four gods, who thought he could attack in one breath as Motkin went south. When the northern province of the Empire proved his strength with glorious victories, he found himself in trouble.

What the Empire uses to resist the tide of Chaos is not the imaginary strong army, the provincial army or the powerful artillery, but a wall, an impregnable golden fortress, the wall of this fortress is not only made of stone and It is composed of steel, and it is also infused with extremely powerful magic. The chief wizard of the imperial royal family, Belshazer-Gelter, has spent countless energy and magic to build it.

The rulers of the empire were initially puzzled by the miracles that Galt had created with their own hands. As far as they knew, very few things could really stop the attack of Chaos, but when the great wizards of the Academy of Light branded the wind of light into the city walls. Inside, when the Supreme Dean of Paradise Academy raised the hill, when the stone wall that gathered countless human and material resources was infused with a powerful force of faith, when Galt filled the molten metal flow into the city wall as mortar, when The priests of several major churches released a steady stream of magic, and the golden fortress was built before the arrival of the first wave of Norscans.

What a miracle this is! The golden fortress will not be destroyed, there is no place to scratch, it will not succumb to evil magic, nor to the various demon war machine creations of the Chaos Dwarves, even the Chaos Demons have nothing to do with it, When hundreds of attacks by the Chaos army were stopped under the golden fortress, all the Imperials believed that Charlemagne was with us, and that Galt was the miracle Charlemagne gave us.

Karl Franz, who came to the front, had no reason not to be surprised. The Emperor of the Empire reconfirmed the strength of the Golden Fort and exclaimed that he did not choose the wrong person. However, the Emperor knew very well that nothing was perfect. When he asked Geert When it came to the weakness of the Golden Fortress, Gelt answered truthfully.

In the main hall of the rebuilt Von Zhukov Castle, the chief wizard of the imperial royal family, the great alchemist Geert, met with the imperial emperor Karl Franz here.

"Your Majesty, the Golden Fortress is not perfect."

"Yes, I am very sure, my great alchemist, I will not blame you, we have endured too many torments and difficulties in these dark days." The emperor sat on his throne, and he would The letter was handed over to Galt: "Bad news, my great alchemist, Britannia has been attacked by the Skaven, and Ryan has no way to support us."

"It's really bad news, Your Majesty." There was regret in Galt's voice.

"Then, tell me, my great alchemist, what are the shortcomings of the golden fortress?" the emperor said softly, his eyes pointed directly at the great alchemist, frank and extremely sharp: "I need to hear the truth."

"The Golden Fortress requires a lot of magic and the power of faith to maintain, just like the Great Wall of Faith in Sylvania." Geert paused, and the voice of the Great Alchemist was a little unconfident: "But it's not enough. "

"Not enough?" The emperor frowned: "What else do you need?"

"I still need to believe in~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The unique metal friction sound of Geert sounded: "I have concentrated the firm will of all frontier soldiers into strength, which makes Chaos helpless, but the strongest fortress is the easiest to get rid of Internally broken, if we ourselves lose our unity and confidence, the golden fortress will collapse. "

"So it is." The emperor understood a little: "Then, let us divide the labor. You are responsible for maintaining the operation of the golden fortress, and I will solve the problem of unity and confidence."

"That's right." Geert bowed and was about to leave, but the emperor stopped him: "Gerte, I have a question."

"Please speak, Your Majesty." The Great Alchemist turned around unnaturally.

"The Great Wall of Faith in Sylvania... Does it still exist? Undead, still in a cage?" Karl Franz's eyes were fixed on the Great Alchemist.

"Your Majesty, that's just a temporary measure..." Geert pondered his words. Of course, he knew that there was actually a problem with the Great Wall of faith, but if he admits the problem with the Great Wall of faith, then the empire's influence on the Golden Fortress will be affected. Confidence must be severely affected.

"But I heard that Sylvania's cage has been broken, and our ancient enemy, the ancient enemy of the empire, has returned." The eyes and tone of the emperor's interrogation pointed to the core: "The witchers and vampire hunters are not only There was a report that there was news of a large number of undead armies on the Ostermark border, but these undead armies did not seem to have the idea of ​​attacking the back of the empire. They didn't seem to want to be our enemy, so I have this question, maybe those undead are not from Sylvania came, but...are you sure?"

"This……"

Galt thought again and again.

"Yes, I can be sure that Sylvania is still in the cage, my majesty."

"very good."

"but……"