Proof of the Sun King

The "Enterprise" was ordered by Ryan from the Haimenguan Dwarf Engineering Association. The captain is 137 meters long and 25 meters wide. The main gun is the Haimenguan dwarf triple-mounted obsidian heavy naval gun, and it is also equipped with dozens of dwarves. Cannon, ten dwarven rotary brimstone machine guns and two independent dwarven helipads, which can carry three dwarven rotor brimstone helicopters or bombers.

Compared with Forgan's Hagia Sophia, the Enterprise is not only equipped with a ram and a church with a fairy in the lake, but also equipped with a newly-made torpedo launcher made by the Haimenguan Dwarf Engineers Association at the bottom of the ship and a torpedo launcher on the hull. Rune reinforcement.

However, there are gifts from the Lizardmen on the Hagia Sophia. Strictly speaking, the combat power of the two ships is roughly similar. After all, they are the drawings given by the emperor.

The two giant ironclads seem to be on the same level, and their appearance also makes the whole Poldereau boil, and the citizens are rushing to come out to watch the style of the ironclad, but they are a little disdainful of the former Poldereau galleon. Now, many sea **** knights shouted dissatisfiedly, and at the same time secretly determined to continue to expand the Mannan Dry Dock, and to manufacture Poldro's own ironclad ships.

The Enterprise can carry an army of up to 1,500 people, including sailors, gunners, crew and soldiers. Of course, this ship has specially made a two-room, one-hall king suite for Ryan, officers' single rooms, and those ordinary sailors. And the soldiers can only go to squeeze the Chase shop.

Belgar's eldest son, Thorgreen Hammer, led fifty or so mustache dwarves to stand on the deck. Thorgreen Hammer was only under sixty years old this year, which was among the dwarves. It was considered too young and unreliable. Therefore, Bellegar specially formed a team of "mustache revenge team" in these fifty dwarfs and was sent to Ryan's side to play for Ryan. Bellegar hoped that his own The son can practice more so that he can inherit his throne. After all, he is more than 300 years old this year. For a dwarf with the strength of the Sanctuary...

Well, at least six hundred years to live.

Thorgreen-Hammer stood in front of Ryan, Forgan, and Angron. The mustache was proudly puffing out his belly. His beard had just fallen to his chest. Bellegar's eldest son said to Ryan: "I bring greetings from my father, the true King of the Eight Peaks, Belgar, how are the Ryan brothers doing? How are you? Have your beards grown? I have sent my son and many of the dwarves' sons to your service. , to practice with you, please pay them enough compensation and enough ale."

"Welcome, very welcome, uh... Mr. Thorgreen." Ryan bent down and shook hands with Thorgreen-Hammer. The King of Knights was a little bit pained to think that the name of Belgar was really speechless, the eldest son and the supreme king of dwarves. A name... doesn't that make it hard for me to tell the difference?

In this way, Thor Green Hammer and the fifty or so mustaches he led joined Ryan's ranks, and they also brought a volume of hate notices, ready to go to Marienburg with Ryan to seek revenge: "Lord Ryan , let us know when you're ready."

"No problem, it's hard to come from a long way. I've already arranged a banquet. Let's take a good rest when everyone is full." Ryan nodded, and he motioned for the Mustache Revenge team to go down to rest first.

The squires brought a large table, a whole bottle of Poldereau wine and two barrels of Bagman beer, and some side dishes, and the three primarchs held a banquet directly on the deck, and Carona stood at the table. Behind Fugan, as for Orika, she moved a chair and sat directly beside Ryan.

"I've heard a lot of people say that dwarves are more trustworthy than humans." Angron said loudly: "The contract is written in black and white, as much as you do, give as much as you do, what is it, what is it, I like simplicity and simplicity. Keep your word."

"Dwarves are indeed more credible than humans and elves, but sometimes they also mean rigid and inflexible." Ryan nodded, and he smiled: "It's a bit like dealing with machine guys."

"I hate dealing with machine guys. I only deal with machine guys with an axe." Angron coaxed his shoulders. He reached out and caressed the artillery and dwarf wheel brimstone gun on the deck, and patted with satisfaction: " hey, i remembered my conquistador, unfortunately i lost it later, it is said that the conquistador has had multiple owners since then, but what does that matter? I now have my farm, my people, and me relatives, other things, it doesn't matter, I will give them away."

"My Emperor's Pride is still in the Eye of Terror." Fugan also smiled meaningfully: "It is said that Lucius and Fabius are using it now, it doesn't matter, I will take it back sooner or later."

"Hey, Lucius? Are you sure you won't become a new Lucius after you kill Lucius?" Angron laughed.

"Mystery will lose its meaning in the face of a higher level of mystery, and that little trick of Slaanesh can't affect me." Fulgan said with great certainty.

"Is our great father more mysterious than the Chaos Gods? I don't think so!" When Angron mentioned the Emperor, his face was full of disgust and a kind of displeasure from the bottom of his heart: "What did he do? He made the unforgivable mistake when he created the Primarch, and he thought I would obey him absolutely? Never mind! If he wants to ruin my present happiness, I will raise my storm."

"It seems that my father is very derelict as a father sometimes." Ryan said with a smile, and he helped Fugan fill a glass of red wine.

"Only sometimes?" said Angron and Forgan almost simultaneously.

The three primarchs looked at each other and laughed helplessly together.

"Six letters, hit the thing that father hates and disappoints the most!" Angron raised the glass first: "I'll come first! Angron"

"Luo Jia!" Forgan also raised his glass.

"Magnus!" Ryan also raised his glass.

"I declare that Ryan has won this time!" Angron almost bent over with a smile, and he picked up his glass for the second time: "Very well, next, twelve letters, one father hates and disappoints the most. s things!"

"Magnus, son of red!" Fugan responded immediately.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

There was a cheerful air above the deck.

"It's my turn, everyone. Suppose Angron and Lorgar fall into the Eye of Terror together. Who do you think Father will save?"

"None will be saved." Angron said depressedly, "He will save his time and energy to do more important things."

"Correct!" Forgan nodded again and again.

"Very good, it's my turn." Ryan also said with a smile: "Guilliman made a wish to his father that he needed a most beautiful angel, a loyal ally and brother, a good brother who would never betray, so his father gave Kiri Man sent it?"

"Sanguinius?" Angron remembered something, and he turned his gaze to the Sun Fire Amulet on Orika's chest.

"Wrong, my father sent Jonson." Fugen responded the fastest.

"Hahaha~"

"The next question, one day Riemann-Roos looked at his diary, and immediately someone must have peeked at his diary. Why is this?" Fugan continued.

"Because he found that someone had fixed spelling and grammar mistakes for him!" Angron said immediately. "Hey, Magnus likes to correct this!"

"Ahaha~"

The banquet on the deck lasted for a while, and after Ryan and Angron became emotional, Fulgan found an opportunity and finally said: "Angron, Ryan, I have a request."

"Say." Angron and Ryan nodded.

"After all things in this world are over, I want to be the Regent of the Empire!" Fulgen said openly: "I need your support, Ryan, and Angron, your Zici is very important to whether I can take office or not. , especially Ryan, you know that you are unique to your father, and the power and will of the scepter you symbolize is also an important bargaining chip."

"You want to kill Guilliman?" Ryan didn't respond, Angron woke up immediately, and the World Eater Gene Primarch frowned: "Okay, let me think about it... Have you seen Luo Jia? , what did Luo Jia say?"

"Luo Jia said he supported me!" Fulgen thought to himself. Sure enough, Angron listened to Luo Jia's words the most: "You know, brother."

"Very good, then I will support you too." Angron said without hesitation, "How about you, Ryan?"

"Uh, I also want to make a statement?" Ryan said a little embarrassedly: "I'm different from you, two brothers, I know very little about you and my father's empire now, I don't think I should make it in such a hurry. Decide."

"Guilliman is just a sand sculpture with a weak soul." Angron said dissatisfiedly: "Look at what scripture he wrote, Jonson will be silent when he sees this thing, Ruth will cry when he sees it, he is just reincarnated. Great! Whoever, with his environment, can…”

"Don't say that. If I were still around, I would be in favor of splitting into chapters instead of legions, but I would be more flexible and less rigid." What makes Ryan interesting is that on this issue , Forgan instead spoke for Guilliman: "In the absence of the Primarch, the split is the general trend."

"I don't want to hear this. Anyway, if my father brings this matter to a meeting, I will vote for you...if my father intends to consult me." Angron waved his hand.

"What about you? Ryan, what will you do to your children?" Fulgen turned and asked Ryan.

Ryan didn't think about how to answer for a while. Although he is the genetic body of the Grey Knights, he is only in his forties, and he is not as good as the great mentor in the Grey Knights. His current strength is only equivalent to The level of the company commander of the Brotherhood of the Grey Knights, he was not ready to face his sons, and because of this, the Emperor only told a very few of the existence of Ryan.

At this moment, the Yang Fire Talisman on Orika's chest suddenly lit up.

A pair of pure white wings and the symbol of blood exudes a dazzling light within the amulet. It is an incomparably warm, sincere and full of love power. This light is very dazzling, but it will not hurt anyone at all, even Olika was touched by the light, and the dark elf looked at the amulet on her chest with surprise: "Master, this is?!"

"We're all brothers, sons of our fathers, why do you always want to fight? Fulgan! Angron! And my new brother, Legacy of the Sigil, Ryan Malcador?! A familiar voice came from within the talisman: "I hate seeing this, always hate it."

"!!!"

The three primarchs stood up instantly.

"Sanguinius, are you... awake?"

…………I am the dividing line of Wo Lidou…………

Meanwhile, eastern Brittany, the Duchy of Palaon, the middle of the Grey Mountains, the village of Sangratz.

Two uninvited guests along the rammed dirt road and the barren meadows walked towards this village that has been forgotten in history for many years.

The village of Sangratz is located at the foot of the Grey Mountains. It is a village of about 800 people. The most famous of this village is that it is very close to the Eternal Dragon Rock Castle. This notorious castle has brought the Empire and Bree The Tanya people have countless painful memories.

In the heyday of the necromancer of the sanctuary, Heinrich Kemmler, the castle once served as one of his branches in the Grey Mountains, sending an army of undead to occupy it and slaughter the inhabitants of Sangratz. After Kemmler was defeated and killed at the Blackstone stronghold and La-Maisonnell Abbey, the Eternal Dragon Rock Castle was once again recovered by humans, but due to the ancient and strange nature of this castle, neither the Breton knights nor the dwarves did not. The people planned to stay here for a long time, and they swept away the treasures of Kemmler's storage and the remnants of the Eternal's Dragonstone Castle and handed them over to the dwarves to cleanse them, and then sealed the entire castle, forbidding anyone to approach.

A few years later, many Bretons and Imperials came to the village of Sangratz to live again. Although the village failed to restore its former prosperity, it has recovered some of its former glory due to the lack of aristocratic rule to pay less taxes. There are about two or three hundred people living here, and the Righteous Church saw an opportunity to preach here and built a temple of a twin-tailed comet here.

But today, a particularly tall saint, wearing a tattered ascetic robe and holding a golden double-headed eagle scepter, walked into the village.

What a holy living saint this is, with a large bald head and golden radiance of sacred scriptures engraved all over his face, and dozens of strips of parchment fixed with wax seals on his tattered clothes. Compiling the same terrible holy words and burning white gold flames, his face is full of vicissitudes and compassion.

Every step he took, the land affected by the nearby undead castle seemed to be liberated, the corruption faded, the divine power purifies every inch of the land, the fragrance of the laurel branches spread freely in the air, and his footprints will be left on the land. The next holy character after another, which would take several minutes to disappear, all around him were words of praise to a certain human lord, of his great deeds and power, and as he went along, the chants of the , the sound of chanting in his mouth is endless, the mountains and plants are bowing to him, time even stops, and around him, there are faint golden angels flying back and forth, building a radiant net.

Originally, people were full of hostility and vigilance towards these two very tall strangers, but when they saw the living saint come to the world, the serfs of Brittany and the residents of the empire immediately knelt in groups Come down, offer your best things, and beseech the living saints to grant God's blessing.

The living saint was very kind and enthusiastic. He only asked for a little water and a basket of black bread, and he was very generous. Several sick villagers prayed for divine grace, and he gently spit out a few mantras. The villagers recovered immediately. Some villagers prayed for good luck, and the living saint gave generous blessings. Some villagers prayed for protection. The living saint took the parchment and wrote the sacred seal on it.

There are also greedy guys who demand a lot, but the living saint laughs without saying a word. The greedy villagers immediately feel the sense of shame and inferiority deep in their souls. They kneel on the spot and cry, begging for forgiveness.

In this way, in less than two hours, all the villagers in the village were willingly kneeling at the feet of the living saint. When the living saint asked to know the specific location of the castle of Longyan the Eternal, how to enter it and the history, these The villagers scrambled to tell him everything they knew.

After the matter was over, the living saint left the village gently.

Under an oak tree about two kilometers away from the village, a black-robed man was waiting. Seeing the appearance of the living saint, the Lord of Humanity said coldly in a patient tone: "Have you heard? Luo Jia?"

"Yes, Father." A sarcastic smile appeared on the face of the Word Bearer Primarch: "It turns out that this one of mine is more effective against mortals, what do you think?"

"Tell me everything before my patience reaches the limit." The Emperor's eyes were full of disgust, obviously he didn't have a good impression of Luo Jia's set: "Time is precious."

"Yes." Luo Jia nodded lightly, he also knew that he would accept it when he saw it, he was not Magnus, he must be beaten before he was willing: "The news is accurate, father, the former owner of Eternal Longyan, called Drakenfels~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is an immortal, his age is more than 15,000 years old. It is said that before the Old Sage came to this world, Drakenfels lived in This world, and saw the coming of the Old Sage with my own eyes."

"Eternals, 15,000 years, then this person is most likely in the golden age... at least he arrived in this world before the Iron Man rebellion." The emperor nodded slightly: "Go on, Luo Jia, go on. , what else do you know?"

"It is said that there are still many secrets in this Eternal's castle." Lorgar sat down, he first took out the emperor's icon to pray, and then poured purified water into the kettle: "Ked Lakenfields himself was killed by the expedition team led by Prince Oswald, a mortal in this world about fifty years ago, but it was later proved that Prince Oswald failed, he just killed The body of the Eternal, and afterward, the failed Prince Oswald committed suicide just to get rid of the Eternal's influence."

"Now, this castle is located in a deep mountain about fifteen kilometers from here, and there are endless monsters, greenskins, mutants, beastmen, Skaven, minotaurs and undead creatures... There are Chaos Demons." Luo Jia smiled, he laughed playfully: "You who gave Guilliman the sword, can you deal with these enemies?"

"Let's go, Lorgar." The Emperor stood up, as Lorgar said, his saber had already been given to Guilliman, and the Lord of Man ignored Lorgar's mockery: "Let's go to that Look at the castle, what is the origin of this Eternal."

"By the way, this is also Ryan's request. His chief female courtier wants a new parliamentary headquarters. He chooses and chooses, and he thinks this is the best place."

"Oh, his little wizard girlfriend? You really like Ryan, I'm a little jealous."