The Sun King's Evidence

Beast Wind turned into Ironhide and died in battle.

Kadron, Captain of the Phoenix Guard, was killed in action.

On the spot, two magical winds rose one after another and flew into the air. Archaon, who was standing on the pile of countless black orc corpses, immediately reached out and tried to bind the wind of fire.

As long as he is bound to the Wind of Fire, Archaon can be sure that he will never be able to defeat him again.

It is a pity that the Everchosen failed. This is not because Archaon is unable to control the wind of fire. The Everchosen has the powerful blessings of the four gods of chaos. Of course, he has the ability to capture the wind of fire.

What really stopped Archaon's attempt to bind the Wind of Fire was Grimgor Ironhide's headbutt. This headbutt not only temporarily destroyed the Eye of Sherron, an artifact of chaos, but also struck Archaon. Dizzy, streaks of bright red flowed out from under the crown of the Eternal Chosen Master, and the surrounding Swords of Chaos knew that it was definitely not watermelon juice.

Archaon couldn't catch his breath for a while after this blow. He finally let the wind of fire escape. The Everchosen cursed Tzeentch for not providing him with enough magical support. Archaon had no time to retaliate. There were other troubles to deal with.

With the death of Ironhide, the greenskin army collapsed. The weak goblins, the ogre warbands who lost their employees, and the leaderless Orcs lost their will to fight. They ended up being defeated by the Chaos Army. Massacre them all.

But only the Black Orcs are truly aliens among aliens. Not only did they not collapse when they saw Ironhide die in battle, but they became extremely violent. Although the power of the beast wind faded, the power of revenge for the boss came rolling in. After pausing for two seconds over the death of their boss, these Black Orcs attacked Archaon and the Chaos Swords of his bodyguards with greater enthusiasm and deeper anger. Under the fury, the Chaos Swords battle group attacked the Black Orc giant. Everyone fell to death under the axe. The strongest shield formation, the densest spear formation, and the all-conquering cavalry formation all collapsed under the fierce attack of the black orcs. This was an extremely tragic battle, even the dwarves who had the deepest hatred for the greenskins were stunned. It has to be admitted that the Black Orcs' trapped beast Youdou caused a devastating blow to the Sword of Chaos.

One by one, members of Archaon's personal bodyguards, the strong men who had accompanied the Eternal Chosen to roam the Far North Wasteland for hundreds of years, fell one after another. Blood spurted out from the broken Chaos Armor, and their heads were cut off with machetes. The giant ax chopped their shields, and the black orcs' iron fist smashed their heads through the armor. Archaon never dreamed that these black orcs could actually exchange one with his sword of chaos, causing huge casualties. Even the Eternal Chosen couldn't bear it and had to order a retreat.

This relieved the pressure on the remaining Order troops in the city, and also gave some guys an opportunity.

The Imperial Royal Chief Grand Wizard, Greg Mattak, felt that he had been chosen by a powerful force. The wind of the beast rushed towards him at high speed in the amber light, with fangs, long claws and fluffy hair. With his long hair, Matak accepted this power. Before the Great Wizard of the Amber System Sanctuary could feel how to use the Wind of the Beast, behind him, the White Wolf Holy Fire in Yurik Castle suddenly burned more vigorously. , the shadow of a white wolf rushed out of the fire and crashed into Matak's body from behind.

Matak resisted subconsciously at first, and then as he realized certain problems, the Beast Wizard gave up his resistance and allowed the fire of the white wolf to engulf him.

The flames recast Matak's body in the burning, and the great wizard of the beast system directly boarded the realm of demigods. The temperature around him dropped rapidly, frost spread, and a giant hammer burning with the white wolf's holy fire appeared out of thin air. In Tucker's hands, when he spoke, all the Midden leaders in Yurik Castle shed tears. They knew that it was Yurik's voice, and the White Wolf God had arrived!

"I'm going to kill the Eternal Chosen One!" Yurik controlled Matak's body and showed his wolf fangs: "Who among you is coming?"

"Urik! Yurik! Yurik!" Leader Miden was excited!

Our God! Our white wolf god!

The new elector Haaland and his wife Anne immediately knelt in front of Ulric: "My lord!"

"Get up!" Yurik glanced at Haaland. He was not particularly satisfied with the elector temporarily designated by Boris, but was generally satisfied. The White Wolf God always felt that if there was no problem with the original choice, he would be kneeling here now. It should be Ryan.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that his face had been lost. Ulric stopped worrying about it all. The White Wolf God immediately ordered the defense of Ulric Castle to be reorganized, and he was ready to deal with Archaon personally.

On the other side, after getting rid of Archaon's shackles, the Wind of Fire headed directly towards Veronica, who was fighting with Zan'ec, the Chosen Champion of Tzeentch, in the air. The female speaker suddenly felt the influence brought by the Wind of Fire. It was so powerful that she couldn't help but scrape a little bit of powder from it to pay tribute to her long-prepared ultimate move.

The sky was dyed bright red under Veronica's power, and an eye appeared behind Veronica, covering half of the sky.

"Great spell, Eye of Medusa!" Veronica shouted sweetly, and the pure flames from the highest sky swept across the sky and directly enveloped Zan'ec's body. The chosen champion of Tzeentch burned in pain. His soul and body were burned dry, ending his sinful life.

It turns out that the wind of fire is such a powerful thing! After Veronica released her super move, she felt a steady flow of power. The female speaker immediately planned to bind the wind of flames, but Ryan had already arrived: "Don't bind the wind of flames! Veronica!"

"But! But..." Veronica hesitated when she heard Ryan's voice.

"Don't bind the wind of fire." Ryan repeated: "That's not a power you can control easily! Give up!"

"Well, you know how to bully me!" Veroni looked at Ryan with no joke in her eyes, so she had to give up. This was a very painful thing for the female speaker. She reluctantly refused the wind of flames with a very expression on her face. The feeling of loss and power was not pleasant at all, even though this power did not belong to her in the first place.

Just when Veronica rejected the wind of fire, a teddy emerged from the crowd and shouted: "I'll do it!"

The staff of Lilith released powerful magical energy, and the wind of fire was pulled by this power, and was eventually bound to the staff of Teclis, the Lord of Wisdom. Following Teclis, the god of the moon appeared. Lilith and Pale Queen Orika, Lilith shouted towards Ryan: "Lian, quickly, go to Urick Castle and let the avatars perform the ritual. This is our only chance to defeat Archaon!"

"Only rituals can be performed?" Ryan provoked a group of Chaos Warriors with a shot. The psychic melt rays followed the goddess of revenge and swept across the entire street, melting all the enemies: "Didn't you say that you can defeat Archaon?"

"The ritual and dealing with Archaon must be carried out at the same time." Lilith said towards Ryan: "We cannot put our eggs in one basket."

"I understand, Brother Russ, Diego." Ryan nodded: "Are you still strong enough?"

"At your service." Russ was injured in many places, but the Wolf King showed his teeth.

"Can't wait." Diego was injured more seriously than Russ, but he was in better spirits.

"Very well, let's charge."

The horn of Britannia sounded again. Upon seeing this, Lilith immediately chanted a large-scale mass anti-army curse, and colorful rain fell from the sky. The Old Guards and a small number of Britannia knights immediately enjoyed it. With the super strong support of the goddess, each of them is now shrouded in the divine light of the Lake Fairy. All injuries have been fully recovered, severed limbs have been regenerated, and physical strength has returned to its peak in one go. A total of fifty-eight Brittanians He saw the phantom of the goddess coming to him, holding the Holy Grail in his hand: "This is the glory you deserve, warrior."

All the people in the Knight Kingdom cried bitterly, and more than twenty of them were not even knights.

"I said that today, everyone is qualified to become a Knight of the Holy Grail." The Lake Fairy emphasized in a cold voice. The goddess came to the soldiers: "Remember, I am among you and with you. Let this battle be immortal, and our heroic deeds will be sung to the end of the universe!"

"Everything before has been for this moment. Follow your king and move forward!" Knight Queen Surya also shouted: "For the lady and the king, for Britannia!"

The Bretons are coming. At the gate of Urick Castle, Archaon can hear the war cry of the Bretons getting closer and closer, as well as those annoying dwarves, the Eternal Chosen More troops have also been brought in.

The anger of the Black Orcs was gradually swallowed up by the Chaos frenzy. No matter how powerful these guys were, there were only a few hundred of Grimgor's tough boys left when Ironhide was killed. They were not invulnerable. Charn continued to mobilize more Chaos legions, and the three shield walls gathered along the street surrounded the Black Orcs. They held on for a long time. Many Black Orcs were trapped in the middle by six large shields, and were beaten by the Chaos Warriors using their halberds. After being stabbed hundreds of times through the gaps in the shield, they finally fell down. Some black orcs also drank in the giant axes after opening many cans in a row. They fought hard for a long time and all of them were annihilated.

Archaon was not excited about the battle situation. The Everchosen knew that the Black Orcs had actually caused a devastating blow to his army. The Sword of Chaos was reduced from a thousand-man battle group to less than 300 people. The four gods and demons— —Destroyed. Not far away, Malekith was killing the last Tzeentch demon. The Tzeentch demon stupidly wanted to "fight" with Malekith, but was used by Malekith in the middle of the fight. The wind of shadow teleported behind him and pierced his heart with a sword, and the spell backfired and turned him into a ball of ash.

Charlemagne came with the last imperial army, and no one was his opponent. There was no doubt about the power of Gael-Malaz. Every time he saw the hammer, there was no one who could withstand the second blow of the hammer until he was afraid. The chief demon of abuse, Kabanha, came out to intercept the emperor. Archaon knew that facing the complete emperor, Kabanha's defeat was only a matter of time.

Tyrion, Alarielle, Imric, Shadow King Aris, and Pale Queen Orika, all the elven heroes appeared to fight against the catastrophe. Except for Orika's army of Hades, which was larger in number, the rest The followers around the elf heroes are pitifully few, but they can still cause some trouble to the Eternal Chosen.

There were also dwarves, led by the white dwarves and High King Thorgreen, who came from the other side. They suffered heavy casualties and looked determined. Every dwarf was ready.

Vlad's army of death managed to intercept some of the Chaos reinforcements, and the incarnation of Deathwind arrived quickly.

"Your power has no advantage here. I have defeated and killed more than one true god." Archaon expressed contempt for Ryan who came over.

"That's because you've never met me." Ryan said lightly.

Archaon felt threatened by the Primarch's power. He had never felt such strange power.

Thinking of this, the Eternal Chosen suddenly felt strange. Why didn't the Skaven appear again since the battle got fierce?

Chuanquero? What on earth is the Council of Thirteen doing?

Outside the city of Middenheim, the atmosphere at the Skaven camp was fiery.

"Super sensitive, it all has to do with you~"

"With your company, I never feel lonely~"

"Super sensitive, super extraordinary~"

"Exclusive warmth, let me get used to it~"

"My radar needs to be fully turned on, I accept your challenge, magnify the love you give and fill my heart~"

The rats and mice above were singing together. Without the plague priest, plague incense burner and various poisonous smoke, the rats and mice below had enough to eat and drink and began to get sick.

"Received, received, received!"

"Follow Jiaran and satisfy your craving every time!"

"I can't hug you if I put on the helmet, and I can't protect you if I take off the helmet!"

"Dad, please take me away, Dad!!!"

"For you, I want to hear the cat poisoned!"

The Great Prophet of Gray Claw, Chuanquillo, sat motionless on his horse. He saw the message from the Chaos Army urging him to march.

The life of a rat is not worth it. Chuanquillo thought about Archaon's mouthful of phlegm and felt thirsty.

But he had to obey the orders of the Horned Rat. When Chuanquillo was still struggling, he suddenly felt that something familiar and terrifying was approaching. Chuanquillo, who participated in the Lustria expedition, knew very well that it was What!

Withdraw! The Skaven City is no longer a safe place! Rat life is really not worth it!

Tranquillo made a decision and ordered the entire Skaven army to retreat towards the east.

Under the orders of the Great Prophet of Gray Claw, the Skaven clan began their long migration eastward. Before leaving, Chuanquillo glanced at the sky and smiled to himself.

The big ones are going to be spicy!

The Skaven thus withdrew, and the final battle began before Ulric Castle.

Over the centuries, Archaon has encountered opponents who are truly his equal. Even if he completely liberated Ur'zul's power, he could only match the power of Llane. The battle between the two sides was raging around them, The Swords of Chaos and the Old Guard collided, and the armies of the Incarnate Council fought for territory around the battle.

The Chaos Army was still victorious because of its large numbers, while the Order Army was victorious because of its high-end combat power. The two sides launched a fierce battle. The core of the battlefield was the duel between Ryan and Archaon.

Every attack of Ryan is like a subspace god patrolling the world, moving smoothly and unrivaled.

Archaon's sword is like a dark cloud, and every power of the four gods of chaos emerges around him. Black electricity shoots out, space reverses, and time goes back, which is shocking.

The original body of the Gray Knight faced the Eternal Chosen, both sides were unrivaled in strength. Such a confrontation between masters, with each other looking down upon the other, with devastating attacks, shook the past and present and the future.

This duel didn't know how long it lasted. They only saw each other. The earth-shattering battle continued until the goddess of revenge and the regicide met, and the most brilliant sparks collided between the two.

Then, the blade shattered.

The artifact that had always accompanied Ryan since she came to this world, the Goddess of Vengeance finally completed her mission, shattered into pieces of light, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The Kingslayer in Archaon's hand also burst into two gaps. The explosion separated Lion and Archaon, and each fell hundreds of meters.

Ryan fell in front of Urick Castle. The original body shook his head from the ruins and spat out a mouthful of blood. He was about to get up. The voice of the fairy in the lake had already come: "Lian! Come in quickly!"

"What?" Ryan struggled to get up from the ground. He saw Archaon, one kilometer away, knocked unconscious by the explosion and fell into the ruins.

Only then did he discover that the coalition forces of Order outside Yurik Castle were either killed in battle or had withdrawn into the fort.

"The ceremony has begun!" The fairy in the lake said anxiously: "Quick! I'm going to raise the shield!"

"good!"

When Ryan withdrew into Yurik Castle, the ceremony had already begun. The incarnation of the Eight Winds had already taken its position, and the Ancient Saint instrument was rotating in the air.

Outside Ulric Castle, the footsteps of the Chaos army gradually approached, and Archaon also woke up, and he was gathering his troops.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the ceremony.

The fate of the world will be decided here.

updated! The finale tomorrow!