The Sun King's Evidence

In the year 2526 of the Imperial Calendar, the northern part of the Empire has turned into a new chaotic wasteland.

The sky swirls and swims, like an oil painting falling into a whirlpool. The huge army stared at this ever-changing spiral, and the colorful and great signals kept changing.

Archaon, the Eternal Chosen God of Chaos, sat on his throne, and he smelled the smell of change in the air.

Archaon said nothing as his boundless army set off, and it fell to him to deliver the final blow to the world.

The Everchosen ponders his mission, his mission, his power, and the Swords of Chaos Chapter always surrounds him, waiting for his orders.

"My contractor, that fat idiot's plan has failed, and his army has been defeated. Now you know who you should listen to, right?" Until something interrupted Archaon's thinking, its voice Sad but joyful: "His fertile power has been purified, his gifts have been expelled from mortals, his proud triplets have been dealt with, in a very ridiculous way, everything is as I predicted That. You idiot! You should have listened to me sooner!"

"The three Groat brothers? They were only defeated, but they did not fail." Archaon raised his head, and he saw the shadowy figure of the Lord of Change, the King of Three Eyes, in the northern lights. Responding with utter mockery: "They fulfilled my orders perfectly. Not only did they completely destroy Braunschweig, they also weakened mortals to the point of near collapse, more successfully than I had even imagined. Yes." Yes, they were defeated, but that doesn't matter. The Empire and Britannia are now nothing more than a mere shell, and I will strike the final blow."

"Oh? Really? Is this true? Hehehe, little mortal, you probably don't know what you are going to face, right? I can tell you that your old enemy, the destined enemy, can do it all by himself. To fight against the Four Gods Alliance, we all sent our strongest Chaos Demon Army and Commander, but we still suffered a defeat." The voice of the Lord of Changes was always full of emotion, Archaon couldn't hear what it was, what a pity? ridicule? expect? hope? Or... longing?

"You only raise questions, never solve them." Archaon's attitude towards the Demonic Bird God was equally contemptuous: "To solve problems, you need a sword, not a mouth."

Tzeentch grinned, and his appearance suddenly changed into the Supreme Eagle. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he simply nodded: "Hehe, let us wait and see. You must remember, Contractor, Everything in the world is within my plan. If you find that things are out of your control, ask me for help. After all, you are an interesting guy!"

Archaon didn't want to pay attention to Tzeentch, and the Eternal Chosen looked at the Bird God like this. His eyes were cold and tired, and Tzeentch... His expression looked like a smile, but was he really smiling? Perhaps only He himself knows.

"Elves, dwarves, and humans have begun to realize the seriousness of the problem." Archaon's tone was very indifferent, and the Eternal God Chosen looked at Tzeentch, who had turned into a pure treasure god, with provocative eyes: "If they can unite early Get up, then maybe you still have a chance to fight me, but now, what else can a mortal do?"

"The ancient race is not ignorant of your purpose. The new elven god Lilith is not idle. They have stolen the power of ether in the maelstrom, and those powers should belong to me." Tzeentch First he screamed very angrily, He looked furious.

The next second, Tzeentch immediately became happy: "But your power can compete with those incarnations, you own us."

"This farcical comedy has come to an end." Archaon stretched out his hand: "Their resistance is in vain, I will get everything I want. The empire will surely fall, and the rest of the world will follow. .The coming destruction cannot be changed, nor can it be postponed.”

"You will make the world burn. This is your destiny." Tzeentch agreed: "You will kill the false gods and leave scars in the mortal world forever, but your final fate is still a mystery."

"I'm not surprised by this, you mysterious piece of trash."

"Ryan Malcador, the Emperor's son, your most terrifying enemy." The Lord of Change became unusually serious. "Victory over him will give you everything, otherwise everything will be in vain."

"I know what the emperor you are talking about is." Archaon's tone remained unchanged, and the Eternal Chosen narrowed his eyes: "If he is a god, then he is just a ridiculous dwarf imitating the true god, and I How can I be afraid of this dwarf's clumsy tool? If he is not a god, then he is just a powerful mortal, and I am only going to fight one of this man's slaves, which makes me even more boring."

"It is true that this thing called Ryan may kill me." The voice of the Eternal God's Chosen gradually became tired: "But I have no longer been able to waver. Nothing will scare me, and nothing can scare me." Make me so happy that my heart has already turned to stone.”

"I'm tired, Tzeentch, get out of here."

.........because I am Archaon's dividing line......

The million-strong Chaos army of the Eternal God's Chosen moved south along three routes: the Sea of ​​Claws, Kislev's Homeland, and the Ruins of Osterland. Among them, the news that Archaon's main force had a march length of about 200 kilometers was led by Nord. While the scroll people were sent to the Imperial Palace, the outpost left by the Norscan dwarves also sent the news to the dwarf capital, Eternal Peak on the Silver Road.

The Eternal Peak, a symbol of the most glorious era of the dwarves, is now more like the last solid refuge. The iron door that was always open in the past has been tightly closed for countless centuries. News of the fall of the dwarf fortresses one after another has reached the Eternal Peak. Come.

At first, the mustachioed dwarves of Eternal Peak felt the anger of leaving. Even the white-bearded dwarves were shocked by the continuous news. They found High King Thorgreen and asked the High King to send troops.

Thorgreen severely rebuked the request to send troops hastily. The combatable troops in the hands of the High King now are only 10,000 eternal guards and 10,000 dwarf field armies. You must know that most of the armies of dwarf warriors, dwarf miners, and dwarf rangers are essentially Militia, these troops are of course not a problem in defending the city. Going out of the city to fight with the Skaven is asking for death.

"Ah!" He punched the Big Book of Hatred with his fist. Thorgreen's face, which was pale due to excessive blood loss, was full of incompetent rage. In the past few years, news of the fall of dwarf castles one after another continued to reach the Eternal Peak. The High King could only add new content to the Big Book of Hatred. He once determined to liquidate all the chapters in the Big Book of Hatred and was confident that he had the strength and time. But now there is more and more hatred, and the population of the dwarves is getting smaller and smaller.

The interior of Eternal Peak is now crowded with refugees who have fled from the dwarf cities. There are hundreds of people and dozens of people. Some families have even died with only a few mustaches left. The flag that symbolized the glory of the family issued a bloodthirsty declaration of revenge. Thorgreen didn't know how to face them.

There are so many dwarves planning to take the oath of becoming slayers that the Grimnir Butcher Shrine simply cannot afford to ordain so many new slayers, and Thorgrim doubts that if this is done, those who have left their glory in the past will How many of the historical clans, those fallen dwarf royal families, and the last witnesses of the dwarf castles will survive?

As time went by, High King Thorgrin was hit harder and harder. When the news of the fall of Horn Keep reached the Eternal Peak, only the most unscrupulous mustaches and the new butchers who had just sworn the butcher's oath could Dare to talk loudly about driving away the rat people and restoring our mountains.

"Our family has declined."

"Our race is entering dusk."

Sitting on the throne of power, Thorgrim turned the pages of the Great Book of Hatred vigorously. The High King hated his own incompetence.

“One generation can only do what it can do for one generation.”

The iron glove squeezed hard, holding the blood-soaked quill until it was almost deformed.

Come on, Skaven!

Do you rat people want the dwarf's torrent? Do you want the dwarves' sea gate? Let's attack!

Do you Skaven want the Dwarves' Butcher's Keep? Let's attack!

You rat people want my dwarf’s Eight Peaks Mountain? Want my butcher's burger? Come attack!

Skaven, want my Eternal Peak? Do you want my throne of power?

Come on you guys!

We dwarves have declined and have entered dusk, but if this is the fate of the dwarves, then I accept it, and I, Thorgrin, accept it all!

Even if we dwarves are down to the last man, the last shield, and the last hammer, we will drag you down and drag you to death!

The iron fist hit, and the pages of the big book of hatred bounced up.

Thorgrin-The Grudge-Bearer closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

The atmosphere in Eternal Peak is very bad, and the dwarves are full of despair about their future.

But located in the south of Eternal Peak, Karak-Eight Peaks Mountain is full of joy. The Silver Hall here is decorated with lights and colorful decorations. The dwarves sing to their heart's content, slaughter cattle and sheep, and welcome the arrival of a distinguished guest and his attendants.

Belegar-Ironhammer, the king of the Eight Peaks Mountain, and his queen Komarnik entertained the visitors. Belegar was in great spirits. He personally picked up a large dwarf beer mug and filled a cup of Bagman XX beer for the visitors. : "Oh, welcome, Your Excellency, very welcome, just in time, Your Excellency, Ruth!"

"Ha, what's the point? You and Ryan are brothers, Ryan and I are brothers, of course we can be considered brothers!"

The Primarch of the Space Wolves, Leman Russ straightened his chest and accepted Belegar's toast calmly. He raised his head and drank the entire glass of dark beer in one gulp. His bold gesture immediately aroused a large crowd of people around him. The sounds of admiration from the Grand Oath Guards.

Dwarves like this kind of bold and drinkable guy.

"Okay~Okay~" Belega immediately signaled the attendant to bring in a few more barrels of wine: "I said, brother Russ..."

"Ah, brother Belegar!" Leman Russ took out his knife and cut off a thigh from the roasted whole lamb next to him. He held it in his hand and ate it like a hungry wolf. The original body was not polite to Belegar at all. : "I'd better call you brother, I'm much older than you!"

"It's impossible, right? I'm over three hundred years old this year." Belega stroked his white beard, trying to rely on his old age to show off his old age.

"My age... is at least two or three times yours anyway." Russ said casually. He pulled open the clothes on his chest, revealing numerous and numerous wounds: "These are all from Chaos. Left behind by the greenskins.”

"Hey, you're the youngest?" Belega also drank too much: "Then you and Ryan must not be born to the same mother... burp~"

"???" Rust frowned for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully he didn't know how to refute, so he simply pretended not to hear.

Not long ago, just outside the city of Eight Peaks Mountain, Russ's appearance helped the Eight Peaks Mountain dwarves win a crucial war.

In the Battle of Camelback Mountain, the two sides were the Eight Peaks Mountain Dwarves + some Haimen Pass Dwarves + the Iron Peak Castle Dwarves + the Badlands Three Guards VS the Skaven Essien Clan + the Kelizzor Clan + the Cripps Clan + the Skull Clan coalition. .

Belegar aimed to use this war to completely clear out the Skaven lair near Eight Peaks Mountain. The two sides fought at the foot of Camelback Mountain. The battle was very fierce. After two days and two nights of non-stop fighting, it seemed that the dwarves had already Unable to withstand the Skaven attack.

But at this moment, Leman Russ appeared. The Space Wolf Primarch penetrated the Skaven base camp from behind, and then killed the great warlords of the two clans, a Gray Prophet, A great engineer warlock joined forces, and behind him, Bjorn - One Strike Kill also held a spear and sharp claws and swept across the ratman headquarters.

The dwarves who receive unexpected reinforcements are initially unsure of the man's identity, but Russ randomly announces that he is Lion's brother.

oh! He's Brother Ryan's brother! The dwarves of Eight Peaks Mountain immediately confirmed that Russ was a friend.

The Battle of Camelback Mountain ended with a narrow victory for the dwarves.

After the war, Belegar personally held a banquet to celebrate the victory of the war and entertained Leman Russ who came to support him.

The Space Wolf Primarch was quite satisfied with the banquet. He could feel the enthusiasm of the dwarves. Russ thought that he must have done something right this time. His efforts should come in handy...right?

Yes, after being defeated by Grimgor Ironhide, Leman Russ vowed that he would take revenge, but he knew that he was no match for Ironhide now. The opponent had become extremely powerful for some unknown reason, and according to Bjorn's analysis, At this time, Tiepi must be the incarnation of Brother Go, maybe even the incarnation of Brother Mao.

Fucked and hairy? Isn’t that the green-skinned warlord who almost strangled his father to death in the Battle of Ullanor, and the tall, strong, and waaagh one in Rise of the Beast! The level of the big green-skinned warboss?

Russ was a little afraid of Ironhide's strength, and the old wolf thought for a while, wondering how to carry out his revenge.

Soon, a perfect logical chain was completed in Ruth's mind.

We must take revenge on the powerful Ironhide - take revenge on other greenskins first - the enemy of our enemy is our friend - the greenskins and dwarves are mortal enemies - I will go and support the dwarves first!

In this way, with infinite hatred for Ironhide, Russ traveled through the Ogre Kingdom and the Dark Realm, successfully entered the Roof Mountains of the World, annihilated 30,000 Skaven, and successfully joined forces with Belegar, the King of the Eight Peaks, on Camelback Mountain!

After dealing with the threat from foreign enemies, Belegar announced that the dwarves of Eight Peaks Mountain would join forces with Russ and prepare to head north.

Yesterday, Dafeng took me to eat mutton hot pot on a small electric donkey. On the way back, it suddenly rained heavily and both of us were completely wet. It was really miserable. This chapter was rushed out temporarily, hehe~