Proof of the Sun King

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"A pig? King of a king? Nine years on the throne?" Even Guilliman, puzzled by the situation, tried to use his strong observation to look over it carefully and found This boar doesn't seem to be anything special except being extremely obese.

"Yes, it has been in power for nine years, and if nothing else, it will be king for a few more years, and then the city-states of Tyrell will once again start the kingdom city-state meeting and elect the next pig to be their king. King." The emperor's voice was cold, but it contained a faint sarcasm: "The kingdom of Tyrell is composed of a large number of city-states, and they have never been completely unified, but Tyrell has the name of a kingdom after all, so it is in the city-state. Under our joint election, this boar is honored to be Prince Tyrell."

"Hehe~ It's really interesting." Fugen sneered.

Sometimes democracy is like that, and no city-state wants to elect a de facto Prince of Tyrell, so everyone elects a pig so they can stay autonomous.

"What's really worth noting is the knight before the pig." The Emperor looked at a knight in front of the throne.

Wearing a cheetah brass plate armor, this knight held a giant mace in one hand and a spear in the other, and he exuded a terrifying tyrannical aura from head to toe.

"He is the self-proclaimed Prince of Miragliano, Pogir, the head of several mercenary regiments, and is especially good at sieging cities." The Emperor continued, "Okay, let's go."

The Emperor, Fulgan, Guilliman, and Kaul immediately disappeared at the end of the street. When Pogil felt an extremely frightening sight, the street corner was empty.

In the underground cave of Tyrell, an Emperor's Imperial Army was already waiting. The Emperor stretched out his hand, opened and activated the altar of the Old Sage, and the power of the Old Sage was completely absorbed by the Emperor again.

The process was skipped, and when the last ray of Old Sage's energy dissipated in the air, the Emperor frowned, the Lord of Humanity waved his hand, and a golden arc of light was released from the Old Sage's altar, and a golden anvil appeared in the in front of several people.

"The creation and technology of the ancient sages are incredible. Even after 10,000 years, they are still creating miracles." The emperor carefully felt the knowledge left by the ancient sages: "Recast the soul? Become an immortal warrior in heaven. ?interesting."

"A new technology, Your Majesty." Kaur, the great sage of the Mechanicum, said to the Emperor.

"Yes, a secret method, a technique of reforging by throwing strong souls into immortal divine fire, which can repeatedly beat the souls of mortals into pure storm creatures." Lord of Men Repeatedly comprehending the knowledge and technology left by the ancient sage, he continued: "Tough souls will be repeatedly forged on iron ingots, and the mighty divine fire will recast their souls into mighty warriors, immortal energy and Lightning is injected into their new bodies, and the warriors born in these storms will become the most powerful warriors of the Old Ones. Once killed, these warriors will not truly die, their souls will return to the anvil , once again forged and recast."

"So, this is a brand new technology for making soldiers?" Guilliman was very interested in this, and he said eagerly: "Can soldiers be made and can be recycled again and again?"

"It's not that easy, Guilliman." Fulgan shook his head immediately: "There is no such perfect technology in the world, if there is such technology, then you can get what you want with your children and go all the way. Become a consul."

Guilliman was a little embarrassed by what Fulgan said, and he did not refute it. Everyone was waiting for the Emperor's answer.

Sure enough, the emperor's expression changed slightly: "It's not that easy, even the toughest soul, facing such painful recasting and forging, will gradually collapse after many times, or gradually become mad, or again and again. It can't be condensed and formed, and even... it will be gradually polluted in the battle with chaos... This should be the technology made by the ancient sage at the last moment, but the ancient sage could neither find a powerful enough fire nor a good enough The artisan..."

The new technology was handed over to Kaur by the Emperor, and the great sages of the Mechanicus will carefully try this technology.

A few people sat down in the cave. The Emperor took out some coffee beans, and then signaled the Imperial Army to make coffee. After the vampire army was completely wiped out, the Emperor took two large cans of high-end products from Angron's collection. coffee beans.

"Fugan, I saw that mercenary chief named Pogil, remember, the next step is my plan." The emperor said in a deep voice, while Fulgan listened very seriously: "Yes, father."

"In about three to five months, Tyrell will organize a Lustrian expedition. This expedition will go to the Lustrian expedition to try to open up new colonies." The Emperor's Custodian took a Zhang bulletin was placed in front of Fugen.

Fulgan took the announcement: "Soldiers of Tyrell, it's time to fight for the future of the kingdom!"

The illustrations depict men, women and children, from farmers, craftsmen, mercenaries and even women, all of them are marked "I want to contribute!".

"They're all doing their best, how about you?" A portrait of a mercenary leader was placed in the middle, his body stretched forward, his index finger stretched out, pointing directly at the person in front of the illustration: "You can get free citizenship by enlisting in the army! Anyone who has All charges will be re-examined!"

"Want to know more? Please turn to the back."

"Where is Lucia?"

"Lustia is a beautiful and rich continent. It takes us months or more to get there by boat. The trees are dense, the flora and fauna are diverse, the climate is hot and rainy, and there are endless treasures hidden in the forests, minerals, Precious hardwoods and medicinal materials, we have reason to believe that Lustria will be a fertile soil for us to develop and develop, today's marginal gathering place, tomorrow's new city-state of Miragliano!"

A crude illustration full of human mercenaries fighting heroically, some lizards and giant beasts falling down in lances and musket fire.

"Of course, in the process, we may 'accidentally meet' some local natives, such as ferocious lizards, or tall beasts, but it doesn't matter, these creatures are in front of our weapons and muskets Not to mention, spears and guns from the kingdom have proven to handle all threats with ease."

"Exotic Racks are a hit with the upper classes! Enjoy exotic lizard skewers at night!"

"We travel, we get rich, we colonize, we win! Guys, what are you waiting for? Come and join the Lustrian Expedition! You'll be the next to be promoted to Baron!"

"A very interesting announcement, similar to those conscription leaflets issued by the Ministry of War." Guilliman concluded: "So, father, do you want Fulgrim to go to Lustria? And those remnants of the Old Saints. touch?"

"Old Sage, the creator, it created the Slan Demon toad as their deputy, and also created the lizardmen to protect the Slan Demon Toad." The emperor nodded: "Fulgan, Guilliman, don't underestimate these ancient saints. The assistant who came down, the magic toad is an extremely terrifying magical creature. They can divide the continent, move mountains and reclaim the sea, and pull up mountains that are thousands of meters high with a single thought, changing the trajectory of the planet. They have a deep understanding of warp magic. Even I am not enough, and, as the last assistant of the ancient sage, no one knows whether the ancient sage left any special backdoors for these demon toads, don't forget, the ancient sage is the first and the first to complete the whole universe. the ruling race."

"Father, what do you mean... cooperation?" Guilliman suddenly felt a little ridiculous. He emphasized the supremacy of human beings the most, and the Lord of Humans headed by humans would actually try to seek cooperation?

"If you are a servant of a family, after the family is destroyed, you faithfully guard the property of the master and fight the invaders. At this time, the wild dog who was begging outside the door grew up and came to cooperate with you. You will agree. What?" The Emperor looked at Guilliman with a face like a thousand years of mysterious ice.

"It's hard to say, especially when we are eager to get the remaining property of the family master, Shilan can't judge whether we are here to help them or whether we want to take the opportunity to seize the owner's property." Guilliman thought thoughtfully.

The Emperor nodded: "Yes, and we can't take it by force. The strength of these Slan Demons is very terrible. I don't know if the Old Sage left anything to its servants, but I can foresee that if we try to If it is seized by force, then both sides will suffer, and the ancient sage’s relics will be destroyed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ knowledge will be obtained by chaos, and at that time, perhaps the main material universe will be destroyed.”

"Fulgan, this task is left to you. Join the Lustrian Expedition and take control of this human army. I need you to try to contact Slann and see if these coldbloods are willing to talk to us." The Emperor He turned his attention to Fugan.

"Wrap it on me." Fugen's face became serious, and the proud Emperor's Son made a solemn oath in his heart that he must complete the task satisfactorily.

Kaur, the great sage of the Mechanic God, came up from behind, and its mechanical arm took out a brand-new power sword. This giant sword was inscribed with dozens of ancient runes and incantations, and the hilt was a golden double. The eagle, exuding divine brilliance in the air, the Emperor took this power sword, the words of the Holy Word moved, and the blessing of the Lord of Humanity was placed on the blade.

"This is your new saber, Fulgan, and I shall name it 'Glory'." The golden power sword illuminated the entire underground cave with the Emperor's blessing.

Fulgrim's eyes were wet, and he stretched out his hands to receive the "Glory", and the Emperor's Son Primarch uttered a powerful battle cry in his firmest voice: "The Emperor's Son, behead the enemy of the Father! "

There were echoes in the underground cave.

"Son of the Emperor, kill the enemy of the father!"

"Son of the Emperor, kill the enemy of the father!"

The Emperor's face was a little moved. Guilliman suspected that his father remembered the Great Crusade 10,000 years ago. The Horus Rebellion at that time made them irreversible. After 10,000 years, mankind had to survive and maintain a glimmer of hope.

"Okay, Guilliman, Great Sage, it's time for us to leave."

"The world is left to you and Ryan, Fulgan."

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