The Sun King's Evidence

In the spring of 2526 in the imperial calendar, in the new world, Lustria, Itaza, the first city.

An ominous omen has fallen on the vast land of Lustria. The humid air floating in the rain forest is already heavy, but it is even more oppressive at this moment. It seems that even the "soul" of the rainforest itself is holding its breath, just like a beast called "nervous" is staring covetously.

The great and glorious Itaza, the place where the Ancient Saint first descended, the first generation of Old Demon Toad who has been in this world for fifteen thousand years, Lord Crocker opened his eyes on his golden throne.

The skink priests in the Great Pyramid are jumping up and down excitedly. Between the hot springs and waterfalls, among the lotus leaves, and in the gaps covered with moss, the stone slabs of the ancient saints light up repeatedly. Under the dim eaves, countless alert eyes are watching. Peeping.

The calls of the lizard war-scar veterans are echoing in this mist-filled land. The lizard guards are fully focused, waiting for the arrival of the enemy. Yes, the enemy will definitely come.

But neither the Skink's use of their mysterious powers of prophecy, nor the sacred plaques inscribed with omens from the heavens, the greatest and most abundant magical achievements on the planet can tell the Lizardfolk when their enemy's attack will come. Where will it come?

As always, the lizard people placed their hopes on the Slann, believing that the Toad Priests would tell them the answer.

Crocker's awakening was just in time. The old devil toad realized the changes in the world the moment he regained consciousness. The maelstrom has been completely dissolved, the eight magical winds have found their masters, the prophecies of the ancient saints are still obscure refugees, and the arrangement of the stars is chaotic. Unorganized, when Crocker tried to look through time and into the future, all the Old Demon Toad saw was destruction and death.

The power of Evil Moon Mosrib has always troubled the prophetic ability of Demon Toads. Once upon a time, Demon Toads could predict almost anything that would happen or might happen in the world. But since the first great invasion of Chaos, Evil Moon Mosrib The cloth covered everything in the stars, and the chaotic wind, the laughter of the evil god, and the powerful green light on that huge planet interfered with the prophecies of the demon toads, otherwise the servants of the ancient saint would never have been in this state.

The Demon Toads in Moon City have tried countless methods to push Mosrib away, but none worked, and neither did Lord Croc, because wanting to have the power of exploding stars is a lie in itself, especially in the Maelstrom. Under the interference, the power Lord Crocker can use is only a small part of his former glory.

However, now that the maelstrom has disappeared, even though the power of Chaos has become stronger, the Demon Toads have also found that their imprisoned power has been unchained. Many fourth- and fifth-generation Demon Toads have awakened from their sleep, and they continue to They passed messages to each other, discussed the future of big plans, discussed the sun, moon and stars rotating in the sky, looking for the foreshadowing.

Crocker felt his own power, and the Demon Toad Lord realized something. It continued to sink its soul into the subspace to understand everything. Crocker thought about what he should do next and what he could do.

Mortals are still as stupid as ever. It didn't take Crocker a few minutes to immediately understand what was happening in the world. The Grand Master questioned the intelligence level of the ancient races. In the Grand Master's opinion, except for the high elves, they tried their best to maintain the world. peace, the white wolf god Ulric defended Middenheim in accordance with his promise, and Ryan repeatedly defeated the attacks of the Skaven and the Chaos army. Most of the order races are unqualified. They have no Being able to complete their mission puts the world in great danger.

After all, they are still too young and too superficial. When darkness strikes, these order races lack foresight, and they still hesitate to stay in isolated cities for their own interests and stubborn traditions (referring to dwarves). Sometimes they are very naive and only know how to fight civil war (referring to elves). Even the new god Lilith, who has a little foresight, her foresight is more reflected in playing power and manipulating the results.

And the proud son of the Ancient Saint, Lord Crocker, as the servant of the Ancient Saint, knew that he was different from them. From the moment it was born, it accompanied the Ancient Saint to travel among the stars, sowing civilization, creating races, and creating races in the galaxy. Which Gaia planet has it not been to? Even when the ancient saints probed their consciousness into higher dimensions and negotiated with the supreme being deep in the soul realm, Crocker experienced it personally.

It has seen too much, and even the Lord of Humanity is not qualified to rely on his old age in front of it.

It's just that the glory of the Old Saints is in the past, and now as a concept of a race, the Old Saints have become extinct in the galaxy.

At the moment when the maelstrom was established, the demon toads realized that the elves had achieved a short-term victory. A wave of craze was hidden behind this brief relaxation. One day, it would surge to the whole world. One day, the maelstrom would Disintegrate and chaos will return.

"Great Venerable?" The surrounding Skink Priests were eagerly waiting for Crocker's will, but they saw the Great Venerable signaling them to be calm. They saw the Great Venerable's soul wandering among the stars, relying on Mind connected to time and space, Crocker reads the language of the stars.

Finally, Crocker found the answer. Outside the eternal giant subspace storm, an ancient saint on a planet who transformed into a human old man sent a message. Crocker keenly grasped the fragments of it. , thunder flashed in the great lord’s mind.

"Great Lord?" Seeing that Crocker seemed to have fulfilled the prophecy, the surrounding Skink Priests asked again. In their eyes, Crocker had opened his eyes. He looked a little tired, and at the same time, there were also There were hundreds of communications from other demon toads, and the young demon toads were waiting for Crocker's answer.

"The big plan has failed." Crocker's first words caused huge waves in the Skink Priest and the Slann LAN: "Great misfortune is coming, it's time to start the evacuation plan!"

"Everything is according to the prophecy of the snake god Sotek. Our old enemy the Demon Rat is about to attack. Let all temple cities prepare for war and awaken all Slann!"

"Yes!" The Skink Priests scattered out.

"Tell Fulgrim, the son of the Old One in Kostandiniya, to gather all his troops. We need his help."

"Call the snake god prophet Tehenhoin, we need the power of the snake god army."

"To start the summoning ceremony, we need the power of Wanderer Nakai."

"Prepare the summoning ceremony and call the Shadowless Hunter-Osyotan."

"I need to prepare all the eldest sons of the ancient saints for battle within a lunar cycle."

…………I am the dividing line ready for battle…………

The Lizardmen began to prepare for full battle, and a psychic communication was also transmitted to Kostantiniya, the headquarters of the Ash Legion.

After so many years of preparation, with Fulgrim's all-hands-on-deck order, the Ash Legion began to mobilize all its soldiers to prepare for their destined final battle.

In simple words, the Primarch told everyone the importance of this war. If they fail to stop the Skaven, their homeland will fall, Lustria will fall, and the entire world will fall.

Regardless of Fulgrim's charisma, super leadership, commanding skills, and personal bravery, the speech of the Emperor's Son Primarch was enough to make the soldiers of the Ash Legion excited. In front of the super soldiers of the Phoenix Guard who had been transformed from the incubation pool, Fulgan actually knelt down.

The Primarch told his descendants about his original sin, the mistakes he had committed and what happened to his Legion. Fulgrim told everyone about his legendary adventures, how he rose up on a mining planet and Eventually he became the king. His origin was that he fell because of his pursuit of perfection and arrogance. In the end, he destroyed himself and the entire legion.

If Ryan hadn't given him a second chance, he would have fallen forever.

Fulgrim's declaration shocked the entire Ashes Legion. No one thought that such a perfect, proud, and powerful Legion Commander would have such a past.

Just when everyone was wavering, Fulgrim firmly told everyone that although the past events were so heavy that they could not breathe, they still have a chance now, a chance to atone for their sins. They will wash away the shame of the past and rebuild the Empire. The glory of the emperor's son, he comforted the Third Legion that there would be a better destiny in the future, and inspired the entire army to not only break the misfortune of the past, but also to achieve outstanding achievements that no one dared to imagine. As long as they can defeat the Skaven, As long as the Lizardmen can be assisted in guarding those great temple cities, as long as the fate of the world can be saved, Fulgrim will allow it, and the Emperor will allow the Ash Legion to raise the flag of the Emperor's Children and the Imperial Eagle flag again!

"The air is filled with smoke and blood."

"The Emperor's Children have been torn apart, with only the fire of indulgence lighting up their weakened souls. Those proud warriors in the past have either been dead for thousands of years, or are lingering under the shadow of the Dark Prince."

"But the story of our Emperor's Children does not end! Follow me and look eastward!"

"Did you see it? Soldiers of the Ash Legion, the sun, the sun rises in Kostantiniya. This is the new residence of our Emperor's Children and our new spiritual home."

"We have strong soldiers and horses, we are prosperous and strong, and there are elves, dwarves, Arabi sorcerers, Brittanian knights, and loyal men of the empire in our ranks!"

"When the world rotated three percent to coincide with two moons, the evil animal gods sent plague and pestilence to Lustria."

"O Legion of Ashes, the Eastern Light of the Empire, the new era of the Emperor's Children, please follow me, Fulgrim, to welcome our new life!"

"Looking at this eagle flag, do you see the eagle talons on it that are bathed in flames?"

"Let's get ready to fight!"

"Forgan! Fulgrim! Fulgrim!"

"Ashes! Ashes! Ashes!"

People were excited. At this time, no matter what race they were, no matter what nationality or creed, people of different skin colors and races were united under Fulgrim's command, and the Phoenix Guards even issued an oath to follow him to the death.

They are ready to fight.

However, not all Phoenix Guard members were excited about the scene before them.

One of them still had doubts about Fulgan's speech.

He is Surya's brother. He had been genetically modified in the incubation tank during the Holy Grail Crusade, inoculated with Fulgrim's gene seed, and became Julius, a member of the Phoenix Guard.

Due to coincidence and Fulgrim's indulgence towards him, Julius served under Fulgrim for many years, learned a lot of inside information, read many manuscripts, and learned many secrets in the history of the Emperor's Children Legion.

For some reason, he just wasn't convinced by Fulgrim, especially after learning that he had become Fulgrim's "heir".

No, why did my brother-in-law become a nephew?

At the same time, Julius, who has been deeply taught about chivalry since childhood, is not very interested in Fulgen's so-called "glory of the emperor's son" and is deeply surprised as to why the emperor's son, who was once so proud, fell.

With a lot of questions in mind, Julius knocked on the door of Fulgen's bedroom in the middle of the night.

"Dong dong dong~ Legion commander, are you there?"

"Who is it? Yuri?"

"Well, it's me."

"It's so late, come in."

Ryan's brother-in-law pushed open the door to Fulgan's room. He just raised his head and was about to say something, but his face immediately changed slightly, and he hurried out of the room and closed the door: "Legion Commander! What are you doing?! "

"?" Fulgan in the room had just taken a bath. He was completely naked, only holding a small purple towel embroidered with a golden double-headed eagle pattern hanging on a certain part four inches below his belly, just like Constantine. The flagpole at the entrance of Niye Palace is eye-catching.

Fulgan had just finished taking a shower and didn't want to get dressed. He just grabbed a towel and hung it, sat on the velvet sheets, took his ukulele and planned to play a moving holiday tune. But Julius came and saw His heir was embarrassed, but Fulgrim was calm. He was proud of his beauty: "I'm not embarrassed. What are you doing there? Aren't you here to find me? What's the point of hiding outside the door and talking? Come in. .”

"Please put on your clothes! Can you please show some basic respect to me? Legion Commander!" Julius called outside the door. He was ashamed and annoyed.

"Okay~Okay." Fulgan expressed his helplessness that Julius still couldn't let go. He thought to himself that I have such a perfect body and you see it. It's obviously me who suffers. Why is Julius so shy? ?

He casually took a bathrobe and put it on his body, and tied the belt casually: "Okay, come in."

Julius just came in and saw a handsome man half lying on the bed, wearing a bathrobe looking at him with a half-smile. Fulgrim himself had fair skin and delicate bones, as if he had been blessed by ancient gods. The proud son of heaven. Underneath his gray-white hair was his handsome face, with two purple-blue eyes shining with a pleasant light.

Julius couldn't help but blush. His brother-in-law swallowed a mouthful of saliva and forced himself to calm down: "Legion Commander, there is something I want to ask you."

"Tell me, we are all a family. You can call me brother like Sulia and Ryan, or you can call me lord like Pirazzo. Don't call me legion commander. It's so different." Fulgen showed a bright smile. Smile: "Tell me what you have to say."

"As for what you said before, your former legion, the Sons of the Emperor..." Julius hesitated for a while, and then said: "Then, after this battle is over, the Phoenix Guards will return with you to the one you mentioned What kind of big empire?"

"Of course, but it won't be that fast." Fulgan nodded, and the bathrobe on his chest slid, revealing his purple-white chest muscles, which reflected the dazzling brilliance of the moonlight: "I will tell you everything about it. Having said that, I know that you are the first heir to the Duke of Winford's family, so it is not good for you to leave me immediately. I have not taken away your reproductive ability. When the matter is over, I will allow you to return to Britannia to inherit. I will give you the title of Duke for thirty...fifty years. You will be able to give birth to and cultivate offspring who can take over, right?"

"Well, that's not what I'm talking about." Julius waved his hand awkwardly: "I mean, if you return, what about the other war groups? For example, the Iron Hands Chapter you mentioned before? Yes, you have fallen so deeply, what should your former heirs do?"

"This is not a problem you have to consider, dear Yuri." Fulgan smiled: "Father will solve it for us, and I will try to deal with it. You don't need to think about this. Besides, you are Sulia's brother. No one will bother you."

Julius always felt that Fulgrim was talking about him, so he solved two consecutive problems. After thinking about it, his brother-in-law decided to go straight to the core: "If you fall because of the pursuit of perfection, then you will still believe in perfection." What?"

"I fell because of the arrogance and jealousy caused by the pursuit of perfection. This actually has little to do with the pursuit of perfection. I will still continue to pursue perfection, but I will also continue on my path with vigilance and introspection." Fulgen nodded: "The Markbearer of Malcador once said that the fall of the Emperor's Children was not because they became complacent after achieving perfection, but because they were always frustrated in their pursuit of perfection and always found themselves flawed, so they would eventually be broken physically and mentally."

"What I and my Emperor's Children wanted to achieve at that time was something that could never be achieved, and the results they worked so hard to achieve would naturally deteriorate and eventually become a decayed afterimage. Julius, I understand now Flaws will always exist, and so will the Emperor's Children. We were once blind to this, but now we must all pay attention to this lesson. We are not only obliged to look back on our glorious past, but also understand the tragedies of these failures and destruction. "

"That's it." Julius was stunned for a moment by Fulgan's words, and his brother-in-law thought it made sense.

"Also...are there any other questions?" Fulgen spread his hands.

"There is another question. Look, this is the history of the Legion you wrote. It mentioned that there were twenty legions during the Great Crusade, but the Second and Eleventh Legion... Sir, I think I have the right and the obligation. We must know the truth, what happened to those two legions?" Julius insisted: "I think I have the right to know!"

The smile on Fulgrim's face gradually disappeared.

Updated. I finally caught up. I had a whole beef feast with Dafeng in the evening. It was great. Dafeng also laughed at me for being too light. KUSO! He obviously has a strong taste for food and eats so salty! Spicy!