Proof of the Sun King

The atmosphere under the open camp began to get weird. The wind of the great forest blew through the entire forest, and the swaying sound of the leaves was incessant. After Fulgen spoke, the atmosphere of several Primarchs became not quite right. When Fulgan was proud and proud. When announcing their desire for support, the Primarchs looked at each other and fell silent.

Fugen frowned slightly, and he urged everyone to make a statement with his eyes.

"Okay! I support you!" Luo Jia was the first to make a statement. The Word Bearer Primarch, who was wearing a tattered robe and had golden scriptures glued to the top and bottom, was the first to stand up. Luo Jia raised his golden double The eagle scepter said excitedly: "I support you, my brother, let go and do it, I will always be your solid backing! Conquer Nottingham and destroy Guilliman!"

Sure enough, Luo Jia definitely supported him unconditionally. Fugen smiled and nodded when he saw this. There is no need to question this. Since Luo Jia supports him, then Angron, who has the best relationship with Luo Jia, must also support him unconditionally.

Angron listened to Lorgar the most, and the two sides established an excellent friendship during the Great Rebellion.

By analogy, Ryan, who has the best relationship with Angron, will definitely support himself!

That's three votes!

"Is there anyone who wants to be regent these days?" This was Clarkson's reaction, and the Raven Guard Primarch complained, then gave up and continued: "I think Guilliman is doing a good job now, and there is no need to replace it. He, after the Horus Heresy, was the one who led the rebuilding of the Empire, and after his father's return, he was also the first Primarch to be awakened, and was appointed regent by his father, and I think he is the most suitable."

"Yes, my father appointed Guilliman to be the regent of the Empire, but he did not appoint him to be re-elected." Fulgan retorted: "I mean he can serve one term until his Indomitable Crusade is over, and I will also have it here. When the whole thing in this series is over, I'll be here too, Clarkson, please don't do this, saying that my father has appointed Guilliman to take office, and then we still have to listen to everyone's opinions, according to the basic law of Terra Go to the election, the election, and decide who will be the regent, right?"

Obviously Fogan is better at talking. Clarkson thought about it carefully and felt that Fogan seemed to be right, but he still shook his head and expressed his firm support for Guilliman: "I still support Guilliman."

For Clarkson's attitude, Fulgan was not surprised. He also knew that Clarkson and Guilliman had a close relationship, so he turned his eyes to the black-faced Jonson and Vulkan.

"Hey~ hey hey, I don't care about this, it doesn't matter who is the regent, I think it's fine whether it's you or Guilliman." Vulkan smiled politely, he scratched his head, raised his own Weapon Dawn Messenger: "Brother, where is your armor? Let me help you recast and forge it!"

"At the big tent, walk along this road and turn right. There is a forge of the lizardmen nearby. My father has already told Lord Crocker that we can borrow it at any time." Fugan thought to himself. Vulkan was indeed a reckless guy, so he pointed the way, and with a polite smile on his face, Vulkan hurried away.

Good, neutral one.

"A traitor is not qualified to speak." Zhuang Sen said coldly, "You stinky brother, I have no interest in discussing this with you."

"Traitor? Oh, yes, I have indeed done a lot of wrong things, and I am ashamed of it, and I am trying to atone for it." Fugen sneered: "I admit my guilt, and I also repent for it. If you don't believe me, ask Father? As if you also asked your father for forgiveness after waking up for something indescribable and non-existent?"

"...!" The killing intent flashed in Jonson's eyes, and he reached out to touch the giant sword behind him.

Between lightning and flint, Clarkson stopped him: "Jonson! Don't let me remind you a second time!"

"Who do you support, Jonson?" Facing Jonson's black face, Fogan showed no fear: "Tell me, just give me an answer."

"I'm not interested in participating in the battle between you and Guilliman. Whoever wants to be regent between you and Guilliman can be the regent. It has nothing to do with me." Jonson knew that the Emperor still had a task for Fulgan, and he let go of his grip. The hand holding the hilt: "Since you want to fight, then fight."

Very good. Neutral is the second. Forgan is very satisfied. He originally thought that Jonson might be on Guilliman's side. Now Jonson chooses to be neutral, which is another victory for Fogan.

However, this victory is also expected. Forgan has analyzed that Jonson is not interested in the regent at all. He is only interested in that position, and it is not surprising that he will remain neutral.

Fulgan's upright remarks made the original chat atmosphere suddenly impossible to chat. Vulkan went to the forge. Clarkson walked not far away and carefully browsed the abandoned stone pillars and murals. Luo Jia was very interested. Talked to the accompanying Skink priests and asked about the gods and ancient saints they believed in, as well as the religious requirements and taboos of the snake **** Sotigo. As for Jonson, he found a tent and went in to meditate. Fulgan was left alone in the clearing.

Obviously, Lorgar, Angron, and Ryan will all be my staunch supporters. According to this calculation, there must be Dorn and Magnus who will support me. Forgan thought so, because Dorn clearly opposed Guilliman. The Holy Codex, and Magnus and Ruth have a deep hatred.

As for Guilliman's staunch supporters, it should be Clarkson, Khan, Ruth, and possibly Sanguinius in the future. Ruth and Khan should undoubtedly be Guilliman's supporters, while Sanguinius And Guilliman's personal acquaintance is also excellent.

The neutral ones include Jonson, Vulkan, and the possible future Petrabo and Mortarion. Among them, Mortarion can completely win, this poor guy just wants a home! Then give it to him!

Six to four, three abstentions, this will be my victory! Fugen analyzed it carefully, and finally smiled.

You wait, Guilliman, I will prove that I am much better than you!

"Ding ~ ding ~" Beside the ancient holy forge of the Lizardmen, a **** man is using his hammer to help Fugen recast and forge a new armor. His hammer is burning with the power of flames. It was the crimson fire of purgatory, and on top of his powerful hammer blows and the colorful flames from the Old Sage, Fulgrim's original purple phoenix plate was gradually being reforged.

Because Vulkan is about four meters tall, and his complexion is as black as black jade, the movement of forging is great, and the shape is extremely oppressive. The Ash Legion soldiers attracted by his forging actions only dare to watch from a distance. Don't dare to approach. There are many discussions about this black man. Many people suspect that Vulkan is very likely to be a Kurgan, because only the Kurgan who is closest to the chaotic wasteland and has undergone chaotic mutation can have such a height. Although there was news that Vulkan was the brother of Fulgan's Legion Commander, everyone expressed disbelief, until it was confirmed that Fulgan had called Vulkan his brother, and everyone was still talking about it must be half-sister Brothers.

In this way, everyone watched the black big man continue to forge for two hours.

Everyone was a little scared, but watching Vulkan infuse the power of lava and fire into the plate armor, the Old Sage's multicolored forging flame was tamed under Vulkan's hammer into a salamander spinning back and forth in the air , Everyone was amazed at the black man's forging craftsmanship, but no matter how much everyone shouted and pleaded, Vulkan turned a deaf ear and always focused on his forging behavior, and fine sweat soon appeared on his forehead. Beads: "Disperse!"

"Boom!" The dawn messenger fell, and the flames rushed into the sky. The onlookers were taken aback and quickly dispersed. After discussing for a while, they finally gave up the onlookers and left one after another. There were only a few helpers left at the scene. lizard.

Until a Breton knight approached slowly, he ignored the waves of flames, and was not afraid of Vulkan's anger, and said in a tone of appreciation and approval: "Good craftsmanship."

"..." Vulkan focused on helping Fulgrim recast his armor.

"Sir, I'm talking to you." The expedition knight wore a gentleman's uniform made of simple canvas and linen, with long golden hair hanging down from the back of his head, and the hilt of the broad-blade sword with both hands behind him was as bright as new.

"..." Vulkan still ignored the person coming. He suddenly slammed a hammer on Fugen's armor, and a dark red blazing sun spewed directly into the air!

"Mr. Vulkan!" the visitor shouted, "Can you help me reforge my new armor and sword? Mr. Vulkan?!"

Ten minutes later.

"Who is this person?" Vulkan finally stopped his movements. He looked at his results with satisfaction. The Salamander Legion Primarch raised his head and looked at the Brittanian knight in front of him.

"I'm Julius Kumani Antry de Winfort, do you remember me? We've met!" Julius raised his head and said loudly to Vulkan: "Big Ryan When we got married, I was Surya's brother! Remember?"

"Oh! I remembered, you are Ryan's uncle!" Vulkan froze for a moment, he patted his head, and finally remembered, Uncle Hei immediately showed a standard polite smile: "Uncle, How are you? What's the matter?"

"I ask you, can you help me recast my plate armor and great sword?" Julius's voice was a little arrogant, but he said politely: "I think your craftsmanship is very good, Can you do me a favor? I can provide the raw materials and pay you!"

"Of course! Ryan's eldest brother, the salamander is at your service!" Since it was Ryan's eldest brother~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Vulkan naturally had nothing to say, he immediately signaled the lizard to blow the wind again and re-install the forge. Ignite: "Bring the armor and give it to me with the sword, tell me, how do you want to recast it?"

Seeing this, Julius immediately took off the two-handed broad-blade sword behind him, and sent it along with the armor. He also sent a lot of meteorite and mithril raw materials. He said his request, and Vulkan was naturally full of mouths. Agreed, and finally, Julius asked, "How much is it, Mr. Vulkan?"

"Hehe~hehe, no money, it's fine, this time it's a free service." Vulgan smiled naively, looking harmless to humans and animals, full of goodwill: "Everyone is relatives, talk about money sad."

But Julius insisted on giving it: "No, the lady taught me that I can't do this, so, let me give you a hundred gold crowns made by our Ash Legion! This is all my savings."

"...Then just give me eighteen." Vulkan took the small bag, ordered eighteen, and gave the rest to Julius, who put Julius' armor and great sword back on On the anvil: "Okay, let's start~"

"Ding~ding~"

A few days later, the Emperor emerged from the Great Pyramid of Itaza.

"Forgan!"

"Father?"

"The Amulet of Sunfire is within the maelstrom of the Burial Ship Cemetery, but my power will disintegrate the entire maelstrom, so that it will never be possible to find where the Amulet of Sunfire is." The Emperor instructed Fugen: " Therefore, the task of retrieving the Sunfire Amulet is handed over to you. Let those dwarves help you build a naval fleet to destroy the undead in the burial ship graveyard and get that thing back. You know what to do, I I have already designed new blueprints for you and your army, and this time I have brought an additional 30 Emperor Son Gene Seeds to make good use of it and the Old Sage's big hatching pool!"

"Yes!"