The Sun King's Evidence

Endless blood-wrath spread across the battlefield, and the great demon Zhakan looked at the changes in Tyrion in horror.

Tyrion's body is now like a ball of fire, and the bloody light is covering the regent. He is dual-wielding the Sunfire Sword and the Kaien Dimension Sword. The blood of the legendary Dark Elf hero Tularis is constantly flowing from his Dropping from his hand, when Tyrion turned into a bloody phantom and rushed towards Zakhan, two black lights radiated from behind Tyrion's body, and the most original darkness and madness in it was subconsciously revealed even by the Chaos Demon. A look of fear.

"Sunsword, give me power!" Tyrion's handsome face was full of twisted happiness. He could feel something in his body getting rid of its shackles. The regent of Ulthuan came to kill Zarkhan. His mount Malhandil felt the determination of its owner. As the purest blood elf war horse, Malhandil is a super mount that can reach a speed of 100-120 kilometers per hour and can carry several loads. The hundred-kilogram object ran and jumped like a normal person. Under the acceleration of the pure-blood elf war horse, Tyrion showed off his dexterity and ferocity. The Yangyan Sword in his hand was like a shining blood-red sun. Zakhan's body was left with dozens of wounds, and the demon's all-powerful claws failed in the face of Tyrion. Zakhan couldn't even find a way to fight back.

This big demon kept retreating in great humiliation until it had no way to retreat, because hundreds of Phoenix guards had blocked its way back. The big demon had no choice but to face Tyrion head-on. It rushed forward, and erupted from its body. Six hooks and locks, with the call from the dark abyss, the power of chaos rushed towards Tyrion along the air.

If it were before, such an attack would have been enough to seriously injure the guardians of Ulthuan, but Tyrion is no longer the same Tyrion as he used to be. The overwhelming anger and the power of Blood Brave directly shattered the magic of the great demon. Ryan's movements were almost unbelievably fast. Within 0.6 seconds of the confrontation between the two sides, the Prince Regent made three movements.

First, dodge Zarkhan's claws.

Then send the Sun Flame Sword and Kane Dimension Sword into the big demon's chest.

Finally, he sheathed his sword and let the big demon fall to the ground.

Zakhan's body fell to the ground, Kane's Dimensional Sword exploded into pieces, the entire battlefield was blood-red, and the blood flowers from the demon almost drowned all the nearby high elves and dark elves.

It turns out that killing is such a happy thing! The regent thought like this, and he felt the blood all over his body surging, and the Sun Flame Sword pointed high at the sky: "In the name of the Destroyer, all anger belongs to Kane, and you must obey me, Kane's enemy." They are my enemies, my enemies are your enemies, kill them! Kill them! Kill them!!!"

The thirst for killing and the anger for blood covered the entire high-elite military formation!

Killing achievement, start!

The martial arts and neat formations that the high elves were proud of in the past have disappeared. Now these people are just a group of beasts thirsting for blood and killing. Compared with the dark elves, these people are even more bloodthirsty and crazy. The soldiers throw After disarming long-range weapons, they all rushed to the front with sharp blades in hand. Tyrion was riding at the front. On his forehead was a wild crimson halo. What drove the Asurs was not the desire for victory, nor the desire for their dead compatriots. Revenge, but a primal desire to kill.

Even Cohill, the captain of the White Lion Guard, has fallen into madness. This bold man is killing with two axes. Many people can't unify the original Cohill and the current butcher, but this is completely unnecessary, because Every high elf today has surrendered to Khaine.

Only the captain of the Phoenix Guard, Kadron, and the Phoenix Guards were not affected. They had dedicated their souls to Asuryan. The Lord of the Phoenix was a god of reason, calmness, and even ruthlessness, so his chosen gods would naturally not be affected.

The captain of the Phoenix Guard realized that Tyrion and his army were moving away from Asuryan's teachings and turned into a group of bloodthirsty lunatics. However, Kadron was unable to stop this on one hand, and the Phoenix on the other. The guard captain also realized that without this bloody courage and the sudden power of Kane, the high elves would lose this battle.

High elves do not completely prohibit belief in Kane. Soldiers will pray to Kane before the war begins. Kane's blood bravery is considered a necessity in the war.

Kadron gave up, and no one could stop Tyrion.

Today, the dark elves were defeated miserably, and Malus Blackblade and Turaris were killed in battle. However, the high elves could not be called a great victory. They could only be said to have achieved their strategic goals.

With the advent of the bloody dusk, the Battle of the Mark of the Reaper ended, and Tyrion finally woke up from the arrival of Kane. He didn't know what was wrong with him, he didn't know what happened on the battlefield, he only felt Waves of vague blood mist and halo, as well as the bone-deep joy and sweetness brought by killing.

This bone-chilling, joyful feeling really dissipated a lot of the dark clouds and huge pressure that had been hanging over Tyrion. The regent could hardly resist the temptation to do it again. He directly ordered the high elves after the war to The army simply abandoned their baggage, traveled lightly, and headed north directly to Kane's Sword Altar in the Desolate Islands for a decisive battle with the Dark Elf.

Everyone was frightened by Tyrion's order. All the commanders under his command hurriedly advised the regent not to be impulsive. The Assur army had already suffered huge losses in this battle, and they were going to fight Malekith lightly. Decisive battle, isn’t this a gift?

Tyrion was soon shocked by his decision. The regent himself was an extremely good and outstanding military commander. How could he not realize that this was a losing decision?

Damn, what happened to me? Tyrion was annoyed that he had gone crazy. The regent simply locked himself in the tent to rest, trying to calm down and regain his senses, but he couldn't calm down. All night long, Tyrion could not calm down. Spent in insomnia.

The reason for insomnia was not fatigue or anger but some kind of lustful flame. Tyrion only felt that after the indulgent killing, there was always a ball of fire in his lower abdomen, and a certain part was as uncomfortable as an iron pestle, no matter how hard he put it, None of his lovers or mistresses, such as Alarielle, Adira, and Estrina, were around. He rolled around on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

Ji'er is stubborn and really wants social security.

That night, it rained heavily in Asul's big tent, and the sound of rain continued until dawn. The sky was still gray and raining. Tyrion couldn't sleep all night. Just when he was about to get up, a gap in the tent opened. There were waves of fragrant wind floating in the air.

Witch Queen Morasi was very excited. With the arrival of dawn, she could no longer suppress her longing and lust. She came to find her little husband! I saw that the Witch Queen gently put on a disguise and turned herself into a maid of Avalon. Morathi moved freely in the camp. She followed Kane's aura and Tyrion's body uncontrollably. The smell of Alario's blood entered the high elf camp like this.

My little husband, here I come!

In the eyes of the White Lion guards, a maid of Avalon whom they were very familiar with but could not recall her appearance or name walked into the regent's tent in such a grand manner, and they did not even have the slightest idea of ​​stopping her. .

The moment Morasi walked into the tent with a blushing face, her mouth was immediately covered, and the Yangyan Sword was placed across her dazzling white neck. Tyrion's angry and impulsive voice came: "You Your disguise cannot blind me, intruder, tell me everything immediately, who sent you here? What is your purpose?"

"Uuuuuuu~" Morasi immediately had tears in her eyes and her eyes were watering. The Witch Queen's plump and beautiful body was leaning against Tyrion's body, twisting and rubbing gently. She breathed deeply into Tyrion's body. He had a masculine aura about him, but then he looked harmless. He first raised his hands in surrender, and then said you won't let me speak.

Tyrion's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the regent's eyes began to turn red. He had recognized the other party, and he should have taken action at this time, but for some reason, he accidentally let go of his index finger and signaled to Morasi. say.

Morasi was blushing so much that she could no longer stand. The Witch Queen was pinched by Tyrion and she couldn't breathe. The Yangyan Sword even lightly scratched her skin, leaving a trace of bright red.

However, this made Morathi even more excited. After Alario married her, the couple liked to play this little game of suffocation and bleeding a little.

It's him! It's really him, he's back! Morasi was so excited that her whole body trembled. She was as soft as a ball of mud on Tyrion. The Witch Queen said delicately: "No, you won't kill me. I know you need me, otherwise you You could have killed me a long time ago, dear, just let me go, okay?"

"Morasi..." As the disguise of Avalon's maid and Drosara's disguise faded for the second time, Morasi's appearance appeared in front of Tyrion. Some kind of call from the depths of his blood made Tyrion Ang could hardly restrain his impulse, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his plump and charming body kept rubbing against the regent. Tyrion used to just throw her out, but now he didn't feel disgusted at all.

Grabbing the body of the Witch Queen, Tyrion asked Morathi to turn around and face him. Morathi's eyes were suddenly filled with tears. It was this face, handsome, hot-blooded, cold, bloodthirsty, ruthless and lustful. Alario, her lover, has mixed reputations but is a hero who saves the world: "Darling~my Darling~"

Tyrion, on the other hand, was silent, and the regent's sanity seemed to be gradually disappearing.

Morathi smiled. She knew Kane and Alario too well. Every time he returned from the battlefield, after his mad and bloodthirsty killing desires were satisfied, Alario would definitely enter the estrus period of intense lust. The two often stay together for days and nights, until both parties are exhausted before falling asleep. Only in this way can Alario, who has entered madness, get a moment of peaceful sleep and short-term satisfaction.

It's the same thing with Tyrion now.

Finally, Tyrion could no longer control himself. The Regent of Ulthuan kissed the plump purple lips of his ancestor, the first Phoenix King and the second queen, who was more than ten generations older than him, in a kiss that bled crazily. Afterwards, he picked up Morasi and walked behind the screen in the tent.

The big tent shook from morning until dusk, and Tyrion walked out of the tent. A new high elf maid - a maid who seemed too enchanting and charming appeared with Tyrion, holding Tyrion's arm. Ang's arms and half of her body hung on Tyrion's body, and she called herself Rachel.

The White Lion captain Cohir always felt that something was wrong, but Tyrion didn't give him time to ask questions.

The regent ordered all the troops to be assembled. He issued two instructions. The first was that he used the absolute authority of the regent to require the great mages of the White Tower to contact Tigris immediately and bring him. He must see his younger brother.

Second, Tyrion announced that he is the incarnation of Kane. He will take on the important task of protecting Asur through the end of time and saving the world. The only effective way is to have a large-scale ancient revenge. Moment Event - Pull out the Sword of Khaine before Malekith, and defeat all enemies just like his ancestor Alario.

The high elves accepted Tyrion's opinion. Some of them knew that this would be a disaster, but there was no other way. The remaining high elves gathered together and moved towards the Sword Altar of Kane.

On the other side, the Witch King Malekith also heard the news that Tyrion was heading towards the Desolate Islands. Malekith realized that he could not wait any longer.

"Tyrion must be prevented from pulling out the Divine Sword of Khaine." Malekith quickly ordered.

He has the responsibility and obligation to protect everything in Ulthuan, because he is the orthodox Phoenix King! Whether it’s Asur, Druchi or even Eislay, aren’t they all the subjects of my orthodox Phoenix King, Malekith?

This Phoenix King can be killed, but you Tyrion cannot!

In this way, the high elf army and the dark elf army moved towards the deserted archipelago at the same time.

The largest elven civil war in thousands of years is about to begin.

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