The Sun King's Evidence

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The battle between Asuryan and Kain is the eternal theme of the elven gods. The two sides have been fighting from the birth of the universe to the present. The two god-kings are like the two sides of a coin. Asuryan is cold, Kain is passionate, and Asu Yan is abstinent, Kane is indulgent, Asuryan represents absolute rationality, Kane represents absolute sensibility, Asuryan tends to use political and diplomatic means to solve problems through arbitration, Kane? Cut first and then talk!

Following the golden phoenix fire and the red-black hell blood pool, Ryan continued to focus on the place where Kane and Asuryan fell.

The golden phoenix fire fell on Nagaros. In the majestic, cruel and ruthless dark elf capital of Nagarond, the Witch King Malekith was convening all the fear lords for a meeting, but three fear lords did not come. Including Orika, the Witch King didn't care about the absence of Orica and others, but when he planned to concentrate the dark elf army and completely eliminate the chaos army in the territory, some strange words rang in the ears of the Witch King. .

Go to Ulthuan.

Go to Ulthuan and take back what is rightfully yours.

This is your chance, your last chance.

Malekith could feel that this power was very familiar and familiar. The Witch King fell into confusion. He regarded the voice in his ears as the oracle of Kane, the bloody-hand god. The Witch King began to consider , is it still necessary to defend Nagaros? This place is barren and desolate, and it is not Druchi's home.

Why are the dark elves called Druzi? Druchi actually means "true kid", which means real child.

The dark elves still believe that they are the orthodox heirs of the Phoenix Dynasty.

Malekith could feel his father's power reverberating in it.

It is indeed Kane, the God of Bloody Hands!

So, should we give up Nagaros?

In the Ulthuan circle that Malekith longed for, and in the cave of the ancient saints, the new regent of Ulthuan, Tyrion, was trying to use everything he had to save Assur's homeland. The high elves' army was gathering for several Months later, the movement to recover the lost lands began, led by Regent Tyrion. The armies of the ten kingdoms of the high elves gathered under his command. Although Prince Imric of Caledor announced that the Kingdom of Caledor would withdraw from Ulthuan, There are still a considerable number of dragon princes who proudly declare that it is the mission of the dragon-blooded descendants of Caledor to defend their homeland.

Of course, Tyrion allowed them to continue to serve him with enthusiasm and tolerance. The regent first gathered all the troops to clean up all the demons that had invaded the Kingdom of Itain, and cleaned up all the chaos demons in Lothern and its surrounding areas. Cleanliness has also conquered the hearts of the high elves. After one war after another, the members of the War Council have privately discussed that if Tyrion can drive all the chaos demons out of Ulthuan to maintain peace for another year , he will be the new Phoenix King.

I have already thought of titles, and everyone’s favorite is “King of Braves.”

Although the war was victorious, Tyrion became increasingly gloomy and withdrawn. He tried to send a messenger to Avalon to find his lover, the Eternal Queen Alarielle, but the maids of Avalon told Tyrion that the Eternal Queen had already Leaving Avalon for the most sacred mission.

As for what is the most sacred mission, Alarielle did not even tell Tyrion, her closest lover, let alone her maids.

This made Tyrion spend every year in pain and suffering. The War Lord and the Regent felt that everyone was hiding from him, deceiving him, and using him, and everyone was not letting him know anything. , but his command and bravery are needed to deal with the Chaos Demon, because without Tyrion's command and political skills, the elves of Ulthuan would not be able to defeat the Chaos army.

Tyrion's increasingly gloomy situation caused everyone to pin their hopes on another guardian of Ulthuan, Teclis. However, Teclis rarely participated in the war against the Chaos Demon. The mage has been shutting himself in his room lately, studying something.

Tyrion was left alone, alone.

The regent's army is more ferocious than the elven empire's army in ancient times. Only the strongest and bravest elves can keep up with Tyrion. He fights every day, and every day, the sword on his sun sword The flames burn more fiercely. Every day, Tyrion's anger is stronger than the day before. Every day there is a new battle with the demon army. Tyrion is always fighting at the forefront, and the sun is burning with bright flames. The flaming sword split open the roaring heads of demons and chopped off their twisted limbs.

Only in this way can Tyrion temporarily forget about Alarielle and Alishara. The former abandoned his chosen champion and left alone without leaving any news. The latter is still in the hands of the undead. Azharion and Adira didn't know what was going on. Tyrion was always troubled by all this in the dead of night. He could only soothe his nerves through passionate love, indulgent drinking and fighting.

This extremely fast battle allowed the high elves to regain their lost ground at an extremely fast speed, but it also cost the elves huge losses. Two thousand of the 10,000 Phoenix Guards have died forever in the several months of war. In Suyan's paradise, the high elves paid tens of thousands of casualties, but Tyrion did not intend to stop, not even for a moment. Until Asur drove all the chaos demons out of Ulthuan, Tyrion did not intend to rest.

The morale of the high elves is getting higher and higher, because everyone can see the light of war and the power of hatred on Tyrion's head. People believe that it is a blessing from Asuryan, and Tyrion is the one who was affected by it. Hate and madness have enveloped the high elves, and the whispers of certain gods echoed in Tyrion's ears.

Go, go and draw that sword.

Go, go kill everyone.

Only it allows you to solve all threats.

Ryan's eyes turned to the two major gods of dark elves and high elves, and the original Gray Knight was silent for a few seconds.

So are you trying to change X's PLAY?

In the quiet training room, divinity began to appear on Ryan's forehead.

"You have really accomplished a miracle, my champion." Just when Ryan was about to break through the demigod realm in one fell swoop, the voice of the fairy in the lake appeared behind Ryan. The goddess smiled and stretched out her white jade-like arms and hugged her. He held Ryan's shoulder and whispered in Ryan's ear: "Think about it, are you going to become a demigod?"

"My lady, you elves and gods are not busy resisting the invasion of Chaos and fighting among themselves, and you are not busy stopping Tyrion's madness and at least making a truce between the high elves and the dark elves. Why are you looking for me here?" Ryan He said helplessly, he gently hugged the goddess behind him, let her sit on his lap, gently smelled the fragrance of iris in the goddess' hair, and said mockingly: "I saw Asu Yan with my own eyes. He fought with Kane, and both of them were injured and fell into the mortal world.”

"Does what you see must be true?" The fairy in the lake said with a smile: "Let me give you an example. Is what you see about me the real me? Who am I? Am I the goddess of the moon? Or am I the lake goddess? Fairy in the Middle Ages? Or the Goddess of the Mist?"

Ryan glanced at the goddess in his arms. The Lake Fairy was wearing a blue diamond and glazed elf classical plaid skirt today. Her unparalleled beauty was full of love and smiles, and her beautiful feet were wrapped in transparent snow-white lace stockings. Gently rubbing against Ryan's trousers, the seven-centimeter strappy high-heeled shoes fell to the ground, and ten small silkworm-like toes curled up inside the transparent toes of the stockings, pink, cute and alluring.

"You are my wife." Ryan said without thinking.

"That's it." The fairy in the lake nodded lightly: "Look at the essence through the phenomenon. Is the duel between Asuryan and Kane you saw really Asuryan and Kane?"

"Otherwise?" Ryan frowned, and he suddenly understood: "You mean, what I saw was an illusion?!"

"Yes, and no, you absorbed the essence of the elves and gods, and naturally obtained tickets for the two major gods. What you saw is not fake. It happened for countless years, but at least now, what you see Part of it is an illusion, and part of it is true." The Lake Fairy nodded: "My dear, you must hurry up, Asuryan and Kane have been defeated, and their gods and souls have descended into the mortal world."

"Is it because of infighting?"

"No, forget it Kane, Asuryan is not as unbearable as you think." The fairy in the lake smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Asuryan's heavenly army has been fighting hard against the four gods of chaos in the supreme sky for a long time. He really couldn't defeat him, so he gave up and fell into the mortal world. The scene you saw is true, Asuryan and Kane have both fallen into the mortal world."

"So there is essentially no difference." Ryan complained.

"There are still some. Asuryan has focused all the attention of the Chaos Demon on Ulthuan." The Lake Fairy said seriously to Ryan: "My dear, you must hurry up, really hurry up."

After saying that, the goddess did not disturb Ryan anymore. She gently pressed Ryan's shoulders with both hands and kissed him gently on the lips: "Come on, my champion, I'm waiting for you to become a demigod. Let's fight against the enemy side by side." .”

"My lady... thank you." Ryan smiled, and he held the goddess's waist to prevent her from running away: "But this way I can also attack the demigod~"

"You guy!" The Lake Fairy stretched out her finger and tapped Ryan's head vigorously: "I'm going to check on Sulia."

After the goddess left, the power of the four gods gathered and the flames burned.

Ryan's body becomes increasingly illusory and elusive.

The original body's body began to become thinner, and his power was being decomposed. Hundreds of phantom lights burst out from Ryan's body. His power became more and more dispersed. The pure subspace source matter first left Ryan's body. , and then turned into a "Little Ryan" who was about 1.45 meters tall.

If anyone sees it, they will be extremely surprised. Ryan has turned into a child? !

Under the pure purifying spiritual energy, each of the six little Lanes represents a side of Lane.

Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh, they are all Llane.

Similarly, the other two children, symbolizing "duty" and "guarding" respectively, are also Ryan.

This is the nature of the Primarchs.

This is the key to becoming a demigod. Lion must embrace his subspace nature before he can escape the mortal realm.

The six little Ryans closed their eyes together, and the six powers began to merge into one.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the seventh "Ryan" emerged from the sky! With a grim look on his face, he dived forward and entered the circle.

Then, the seven Little Lanes merged into one.

A new demigod is about to be born!

…………I am the dividing line where a new storm has appeared……

Sylvania, Duncanhof Castle, the headquarters of the von Carstein family.

"Boom!" In the cold, damp, dark prison, a big bald head was hit against the wall. His whole body was covered in blood, his face was covered with bruises, and there was indescribable pain all over his body.

"Caught?" Lich King Arkhan appeared from the shadows. He glanced at the archbishop who hit the wall and nodded slightly: "Your efficiency is pretty good...how did you end up like this?"

Manfred von Carstein was cursing in a low voice. He now looked like a loser compared to the proud Lord of Sylvania and the last vampire count. The black cursed armor on his body was broken. It was in tatters, with burn and stab wounds all over his face.

"Damn Gelt, he used all the remaining power of faith in Sylvania to create such a great wall of faith. Hey, luckily I escaped quickly, otherwise if I was caught by that golden light...Kang La Virtue is a lesson learned from the past." Manfred was in a bad state, but he still maintained a sarcastic attitude: "But I still managed it, Lord of Darkness, my Lich King, should you kneel down and thank me? I let you Does the master have a chance to be resurrected again?"

"If this is Master's order, then I will obey it." Arkhan said calmly.

"Tch..." Manfred looked down on the Lich King from the bottom of his heart. In his view, Arkhan's history was a history of failure and servility.

"...It's time to begin." Arkhan also looked down on Manfred from the bottom of his heart. The reason was simple. Manfred knew nothing about real power.

Not to mention Nagash, Manfred's strength is not even half of that of Vlad the Blood Ancestor.

When Nagash is resurrected, Manfred will know that his destiny will only be controlled by the Lord of the Dead, and that everything he said is ridiculous is just a lie.

Manfred knew what Arkhan was thinking, just as Arkhan knew what he was thinking. The last vampire count had already made a plan, knew the ritual Arkhan planned to use, and knew that it might subvert Ritual method, a way to achieve another goal. Yes, he thought, the opportunity was worth the risk.

"Very good, all nine sacrifices are here, what should we do next?" Manfred said casually.

"Next, take out the blood of Charlemagne." Arkhan took out the nine volumes of Nagash. The Lich King didn't care about Manfred's attitude: "Go ahead and do it. I need some time to prepare. Before that, you You can do whatever you want.”

While Manfred was talking to Arkhan, the seriously injured Archbishop Vekmar became angry. He was angry that these two guys actually pretended that he didn't exist? !

Do you really think you are getting it for free?

While the two undead leaders were having a conversation, Vicmar was secretly accumulating his own strength. His golden gryphon war hammer and command staff were gone, but he was still a strong man at the Saint level. The Archbishop caught him. Taking advantage of the distraction of Manfred and Arkhan, he picked up an iron rod from the iron railing and hit Manfred directly on the head!

"For Charlemagne! For the Empire!"

The Archbishop summoned the power of Charlemagne's twin-tailed comet and the power of the soul flame of the God of Justice. He was sure that as long as this blow successfully hit, Manfred would have half his life left!

However, nothing happened.

No power responded to Wakema's call, and the familiar power of the twin-tailed comet also disappeared from Wakema's body.

"This, this is impossible!"

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