The Sun King's Evidence

In Ulric Castle, the fire of the white wolf god Ulric is still burning.

Except for the small number of Order troops who are still resisting in the city due to the special terrain of Middenheim, the vast majority of the Order remnants are here. In total, there are still thousands of them, echoing the 500,000 Chaos army outside the city.

In the middle of the White Wolf God's Hall, a golden sphere is rotating rapidly. This sphere looks like it is alive. While it is constantly rotating back and forth, new mechanisms and ancient holy runes are constantly being activated on its surface. That is the ancient And the original power.

Ryan has only seen this kind of power in Bealak. At this time, the original body was seriously injured. Although Ryan's self-recovery ability is very strong, he still needs help from others. The Fairy of the Lake and Orika supported Ryan on the left and right. , and then Lidya Su came to take the place of the fairy in the lake: "Ryan, are you okay?"

"Do you think I'm fine? Madam?" Ryan smiled.

"It seems that you are indeed fine, and you still know how to joke." Sulia glanced at her husband angrily: "The ceremony has begun, and the lady must stay here to maintain the ceremony."

Eight magic wind binders are standing around the golden sphere, with different expressions on their faces.

Tyrion, the incarnation of the wind of light, has a very relaxed expression. For him, this is the last thing he wants to complete.

The wind of heaven turned Charlemagne into a tired and bitter man. His empire had lost too much in this war. What made him even more tired was that he had to reach a "gentleman's agreement" with Vlad. Recognizing Vlad's right to rule Sylvania in exchange for Vlad's promise to continue to summon the undead to eliminate the remaining chaos forces in the empire after the war. Otherwise, with the current state of the empire, it will take at least fifty years to completely clean up Chaos.

Teclis, the incarnation of the wind of fire, was relieved. From the beginning, Teddy had made up his mind to be the substitute for the incarnation of the eight winds. Not only did he come in handy, but with the blessing of the god Lilith, the ritual failed. The possibilities have been reduced to a minimum, and as long as the ritual is completed, the world will be saved.

Alarielle, the incarnation of the wind of life, looked miserable. The elves had already lost too much in this war. What made the Eternal Queen even more sad was the complex triangle between her and Tyrion Malekith, and she had no heir. , so after the war, she not only had to try to give birth to a daughter for Malekith, but she also had to preside over the reconstruction of the elven clan.

Malekith, the incarnation of the wind of shadow, looked at the golden sphere greedily. Malekith knew what the relics of the ancient saints and the power of the subspace rift symbolized. If he could seize and control this power, Malekith would become the world's The most powerful existence.

However, Malekith's inner restlessness calmed down. The figures of his father Alario and brother Snorri Whitebeard flashed before his eyes. The former told him not to be a slave of honor, but to be his own master. The latter awakened the sense of responsibility and honor in his heart, and the Eternal King sighed. When did the traitor Malekith become a good guy?

Forget it, deal with the threat of Chaos first, and then discuss the rest with the goddess Lilith.

Galt, the incarnation of the wind of metal, may be the most optimistic and excited of all the incarnations. Galt always feels very hopeful and the future is very bright. As a great alchemist and the Emperor's Chosen, all of Galt's goals have been achieved. Yes, he firmly believed that everything would be fine this time.

Vlad, the incarnation of the wind of death, smiled, with his wife standing next to him. Isabella, who was successfully resurrected and escaped the control of Chaos, was the same as Gelt. Although he encountered some troubles on the way, Vlad Germany's goal was basically achieved, but unlike Gelt, Vlad still maintained a mockery of the living deep in his heart. He knew that after thousands of years, most of the incarnations present would pass away, and he would continue to As he moves forward to become the emperor of the empire, not even the elves can match him in terms of lifespan.

Even if you are all dead, I am still alive! A living person!

The incarnation of the wind of beasts, Yurik who resides in the body of Matak, the chief wizard of the imperial royal family, is concentrating on his work. The White Wolf God has no other thoughts in his mind at this time. Yurik doesn't even know how to complete the ritual. Fortunately, Tiger Reese had already prepared. The Supreme Mage had written a "step-by-step ritual tutorial that even a fool could understand" in advance. Yurick only needed to follow the steps.

So now, the eight winds gather together, and each incarnation injects his own power into the ancient holy instrument. The golden sphere rotates at an extremely fast speed, and two eight-color magic bonds connect the north and south poles directly from the depths of the golden sphere.

The Chaos Rifts at the North and South Poles are connected by magical ties. The shattered subspace rifts and collapsed Ancient Saint portals finally showed signs of repair thanks to the efforts of the incarnations of the Eight Winds. The rifts opened by the Chaos Evil God were invisible to the naked eye. The speed slowly decreased, and the wind of chaos blowing into the mortal world gradually weakened.

Lilith, the God of the Moon, was standing nearby. The goddess also devoted all her strength to maintaining the stability of the ceremony. Seeing this, Ryan and others knew that there was nothing they could do, so they walked to the side and sat down.

"The Nemesis is broken?" Leman Russ was covered in blood. The Wolf King let out a long breath. The Space Wolf Primarch looked at the broken hilt of the sword in Ryan's hand, feeling very regretful: "That was a treasure given to you by your father. , you shouldn’t do this to it.”

"Perhaps it will have a chance to be recast, but from the moment my father handed it to me, its mission is to prevent this scene from happening." Veronica is applying medicine to Ryan, and the jagged sword is The sight of the sword blade made the female speaker burst into tears, but Ryan squeezed out a smile: "So that's it? We're just going to hide under Yurik's protection until the ceremony is completed?"

"I really hope so, but sir, maybe Chaos will not give us this opportunity." The Gray Knight's Supreme Master Kaldo Diego poked his head out of the crenellations of the city wall.

Before he finished speaking, a heavy crashing sound suddenly sounded from the gate of Yurik Castle. The thick gate made of steel and dwarf technology shook violently.

The faces of the avatars who were performing the ceremony in the hall changed drastically, and the soldiers of the Order Alliance immediately stood up.

The refugees hiding in the inner fort were on the verge of collapse. They could hear cries, calls for help, and prayers all the time.

"Boom!" There was another banging sound from the castle gate.

"If Fort Ulric is breached, then we are all doomed." Neferata, the blood ancestor of Lahmia who was standing not far away, said mockingly to everyone present. Not far from her, Lybaras Queen Khalida remained silent.

The battle between the two little sisters continued outside the city until Settra the Great died in battle and all the Tomb King armies collapsed. They were forced to abandon the duel and retreat into Ulric Keep.

"Hey, White Wolf God! Don't you claim that the White Wolf God's fire is immortal and Middenheim will never fall?" Prince Imric of Caledor couldn't help but come out and shouted: "What's going on?"

"They are talking nonsense, do you believe it? Wow, you point-eared idiot is a real idiot!" White Wolf God Yurik said: "I have never said such a thing. Back then this kid (referring to Charlemagne) If you don’t believe this evil, he personally climbed the cliff and came to my great temple, smashed Otto’s head and stepped into my divine fire. Didn’t this place fall once?”

"Fuck! You damn liar! Damn monkeys are never reliable!" Imrik was furious: "Monkey God too!"

"What the hell are you going to say again?" Yurik was also angry: "Did I say that?"

"Shut up!" High King Thorgrin spoke. The dwarf glared at Imrik, and then asked the new elector Harland: "There is no path through which women, children, and the elderly can escape. What?"

"..." Harland opened his mouth: "The road...can't say there isn't one."

"Is that true or not?" the white dwarf Grim Brindel roared.

"Middenheim has always had underground passages, and some paths can lead to the outside of the city, but they are useless. At most, two or three people can walk parallel to each other on the paths, and there are Skaven and Chaos hybrids everywhere." Harland said bitterly. He said: "Your Excellency Boris and Your Excellency Tyrion must have a say."

"Boom!!!" A more violent banging sound came from the castle gate, and the dwarf steam engine made an abnormal cry.

"So this is it?" Russ yelled, "We are like staying in a coffin, waiting to die? That Eldar God? How long will it take for the ceremony to be completed?"

"It will take at least a few hours." Lilith said helplessly.

"How many hours? Haha! It would be great if all my descendants were by my side." Russ shook his head helplessly: "Then send it, the incarnations of the Eight Winds cannot move at will, and most of our important combat power has been affected. limit……"

"Boom!" The soldiers blocking the gate flew out upside down. There were cracks in the door bolts of Fort Urick and the steam power device. The steam engine screamed incessantly, and some pipes cracked, spewing out white smoke.

At this time, everyone's eyes were looking at Ryan, the Grand Marshal of the Order Alliance.

Ryan frowned. He stood up slowly and looked at the castle gate in the distance. The Chaos Army was outside the door.

Belega, the king of the Eight Peaks Mountain, suddenly said: "Brother Ryan, do you still remember how we won?"

"Of course." Ryan nodded.

"Don't lose courage, Brother Ryan, we will always be with you. Everyone has given their trust to you. Your decision is our decision." Belegar waved the Hammer of Angrond and shouted: "Quickly Listen, what’s the sound outside?”

"Boom!!!" There was another heavy hammer, and the door had deformed, but everyone could hear it. In addition to the sound of the battering ram hitting the door, there were other sounds that could not be heard clearly.

"Then, let's charge again." Ryan looked at everyone in the hall, the Imperials, Brittanians, elves, dwarves, undead, and the remnants of Lybalas.

"That's right!" The white dwarf Grim Brindel was very excited. He hammered his armor with his fist: "That's right! That's right, it smells bad! It doesn't even have any blood, you are just a bastard. Generalissimo?"

"Rush out! Rush out and face the army of the Eternal Chosen!" Ryan slammed my lord to the ground, and the original body roared: "For Middenheim, for the whole world, for all those who died fighting for world peace and Chaos. People, let us blow our horns for the last time!"

"Yes! Yes!" The dwarves were excited, and High King Thorgreen nodded slowly. No wonder Ryan could please the dwarves.

"We have one more Caledor!" Imrik finally showed a smile on his extremely arrogant face: "If you want to die, Caledor man, you must die on the way to charge!"

"Urik is here, and the White Wolf Knights are willing to fight for you!" Redsfield, the new grand leader of the White Wolf Knights, roared.

"If it ends like this, that's not bad." Aralos came up and patted Ryan on the shoulder: "My people and I will follow you."

"Charging is not my strength, but I would rather die than regret it." Shadow King Aris strode forward.

"My Nether Walkers and I will follow you. This is for you, for us, and for the whole world." As soon as Khalida, Queen of Lybaras, came out of the queue, Neferrata immediately followed: "Laimi Sisters of Ya, rush Archaon to me!"

"Count me in, and Gul." Seeing that Neferrata was about to go up, Arkhan also came, and Gul.

"The Old Guard will always be loyal to His Majesty Ryan!" The Old Guards, who had only two battalions left, also expressed their determination. A marshal followed closely behind: "Please give the order, Your Majesty!"

"Okay! Little Thor Green!" Ryan ordered: "Blow the horn!"

"Put it on me." Belegar's legitimate son and only son, little Thorgrin couldn't control himself with excitement. He rolled and crawled, and rushed towards the horn tower amidst the laughter and curses of a group of dwarf elders. Following the winding spiral staircase, Little Thorgreen came to the heights of Urick Castle. The holy fire of the White Wolf God was always burning. Mustache took a deep breath and blew the horn.

"Too~oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much!"

The gate of Ulric Castle shattered, and a group of Chaos Warriors broke in.

"For the Warhammer! For the empire!!!!!!"

"Too~oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much!"

The torrent of steel rushed out of the city, and the melodious sound of horns resounded throughout White Wolf City.

The world is not dead yet!

How could such a beautiful and dazzling world perish? !

The war horses roared in unison, their hooves thundered, and all the cavalry gathered, living and dead, to charge together.

The vanguard of the Chaos army was defeated. Archaon looked at the Chaos Swords Chapter of less than a hundred people behind him, and he knew that the ceremony had begun.

Then everything has been decided, and the showdown between him and Ryan will determine the outcome of this war.

Facing the torrent of steel rushing out of Ulric Keep, Archaon closed his eyes and drew out the Kingslayer again.

The final championship showdown begins!

"Onward, Sword of Chaos, for Archaon, for Chaos!"

The two sides collide.

"You go and deal with Archaon, the Sun King of Britannia, a visitor from outside the star domain." High King Thorgreen signaled Ryan's cavalry to continue charging, while the dwarf army without mounts stopped: "We will help you Buy some time and leave this to the dwarves."

The white dwarf Grim Brindel stood beside Thorgrim: "He is a good man."

"If this is the last battle of the dwarves, then we must at least let history remember our names." High King Thorgreen said solemnly, with Belegar and the White Dwarf standing on both sides of him: "Ready What? A dwarf?!"

The dwarven warriors still look as radiant as the day they set out from Mount Eternity. Perhaps the revered ancestors had appeared and restored their strength, and he looked beyond the shield wall to see the Chaos hordes, demons and mortals alike, ready to charge again.

"Get ready!" the white dwarf ordered, and the clan war flag was inserted into the ground, creating a temporary iron-gold forest.

"Don't worry, ancestor, not one of the battle flags I made is defective." Master Rune Craftsman Thorik Ironbrow said,

"It's a pity that all the disciples you accepted are defective." The white dwarf said unceremoniously.

The flesh hound howled and the bloodthirsty demon roared. The vampires screamed at the top of their lungs, and the howls of mortal warriors joined the cacophony of demons. The dwarves ignored it. After hearing the criticism from the white dwarf, even Thorik Ironbrow felt a little embarrassed. The master runesmith shook his head: "I always have to find a more suitable one... I just don't know if there is a chance." ”

"In any case, I declare that all the hatred of the dwarves has been eliminated today. After today, maybe the dwarves will usher in a new life, or maybe we will go to destruction. The last thing I say is, if you want to do it, do it as hard as you can, and we will This is it, for every city, for the whole world, stick to the end and never give up, for the dwarves, for the kingdom of the mountains!!!"

"For the Mountain Kingdom!"

From the flanks, the Dwarves held back all the Chaos armies.

Frontally, Llane fights Archaon again, my lord's spear here facing the regicide directly.

"As long as I deal with you and go in, my goal will be accomplished." Archaon laughed at Ryan: "Why are you doing this? We all know that our strengths are not much different. You are indeed very strong, very strong. , but I also have the blessings of the four true gods, and my recovery power far exceeds yours."

"The world is destroyed, the four gods are happy, and you are finally free, but think about it, is it really worth it?" Ryan sneered: "A poor warlord imprisoned by his own pride?"

Archaon suddenly became furious, and the Everchosen summoned black lightning, burning Ryan's shoulder.

Not to be outdone, Ryan flicked the tip of his spear, and my lord swept it on Archaon's helmet, knocking the Eternal Chosen staggering and leaving his mouth full of blood.

"You talk about getting rid of fate all day long, but in the end it is fate that dominates you." Ryan continued to laugh at the Eternal Chosen: "You followed these words in order to gain the power, but at the same time your final ending was doomed, yes, Si Shen has been fooled by you more than once, do you think you are very smart?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Archaon's heart was burning with anger, determined to make this man who refused to bow his head surrender.

The two sides fought again, and behind them, the last coalition forces of Order were fighting indiscriminately among the Chaos army.

"Don't think you won, Ryan, the legendary Brave of Light." Archaon also smiled: "Bilak has already gone."

What? Ryan's pupils dilated slightly.

"You are doomed to fail." Archaon taunted Ryan in turn.

"I think……"

"What?"

"I think now everyone probably knows why I decided not to bind the magic wind, right?"

Inside Urick Castle, the incarnation ceremony continues.

Just when everyone was immersed in injecting power into the ancient holy instruments, Malekith suddenly felt something on the dome of the castle!

It's the original demon prince Be'lak! It turned into a shadow and fell rapidly towards Tyrion, the incarnation of the wind of light, while the other incarnations had not noticed this scene.

If Beelak's magic sword were to hit him, Tyrion would definitely die!

Tyrion had already noticed it at this time, but it was undoubtedly too late. The incarnation of the wind of light smiled self-deprecatingly, showed Alarielle one last smile, and then calmly waited for death, because he had no more care.

So, let’s end it like this! Tyrion closed his eyes.

He did not meet the expected death. On the contrary, a guy rushed over at great speed and pushed away Tyrion with his shoulder. He withstood Beelak's sword. The original demon prince's sword killed this guy. split into two.

"What?" Tyrion, who fell to the ground, opened his eyes. He couldn't believe his eyes!

The Eternal King Malekith actually took the blow for him! The Eternal King's body was cut open by Beelak. There was no blood, only a large mass of black turbid substance like oil. That was the power of the Wind of Shadows. This power allowed Malekith to escape death, but was severely injured. .

Bi'lak did not get a second chance to strike, and Orika's swords penetrated its chest from behind. The Pale Queen looked extremely ferocious. Orica cruelly refused Bi'lak's opportunity to return to Chaos. The Pale Queen will Bi'lak. Lark's soul is brought into her own kingdom, and it will be her new toy.

Now, let it take a bath in its master’s spiritual energy pool!

Be'lak's whole body was immersed in the psychic pool made of Ryan's psychic energy in the kingdom of Hades, and the original demon prince couldn't even scream.

Lilith immediately intervened to stabilize the ritual. She lifted Malekith up and treated his wounds, so the ritual could continue.

After another two minutes, Tyrion couldn't help it anymore: "Why save me?"

"Who knows?" Malekith sneered: "I already regret it."

"If you really regret it, you won't say such things." Tyrion was silent for a few seconds, but couldn't help but said: "No matter what, thank you."

"FNMDP, don't thank me, I'm just doing it because of Snorri and my father!" Malekith scolded: "None of your business? I just promised my father to be my own master, I just promised Snorri Nori will fight until the end!”

"I am a damned person, and I have already prepared for it." Tyrion tried his best not to reveal the pain: "You are doing this unnecessarily."

"You fucking want to die and I'll make it happen right now!" Malekith shouted, and he immediately looked like he was about to draw his sword.

"Eternal King!" Lilith's voice directly overwhelmed Malekith's roar. Malekith could only curse a few words and then closed his mouth.

"If you want to play a family ethics drama, you can wait until everything is over." Vlad was very interested: "I will come with my wife then."

"If you don't want to do it well, change someone else!" Charlemagne was as determined as ever.

"The wind of shadow never belongs to anyone, Malekith." Alarielle's tone was no longer so unpleasant: "The same goes for the wind of light!"

The ritual stabilized again.

The championship showdown outside the city continued. Ryan and Archaon fought fiercely, with firelight flying and light raining all over the sky.

I don’t know how long has passed, maybe thousands of years, maybe just a moment.

Archaon once thought that Ryan's use of the artifact of "My Lord is Here" would definitely attract the wrath of Khorne, but the judgment of the Blood God never came, and only Ryan knew that the Blood God did not want to interfere, but was in the supreme power. In the sky, the Blood God was fighting with two other gods. The three true gods were wrestling together in a mud pit. Khorne beat two, but he was not suppressed or had the upper hand.

The other two gods, one is cruel and cunning, the other is cunning and cruel.

Unable to wait for Khorne's intervention, Archaon had no choice but to continue the disorderly battle with the Llane.

As the sun rose and set, the two sides fought to the extreme, but Ryan suddenly stopped: "Are we still fighting?"

"What?"

"Because the ceremony has been completed."

As soon as he finished speaking, a rumbling sound spread from the sky to the ground. Colorful auroras surrounded the world. Subspace rifts and chaos portals all over the world disappeared instantly. Countless demons and believers lost their connection with the dark gods. Contact, screamed into nothingness.

The north and south portals of the Ancient Saint have been closed, and the four gods of chaos can no longer interfere in the mortal world.

Archaon was stunned. The dragon's roar was heard in the distant sky. The Alliance of Order troops were actually waiting for reinforcements. Fulgrim, Ku'ga, Tehenhoin and others arrived.

"I am immortal, I will never surrender!" Archaon raised the Death of Kings and chopped it down with all his strength.

Ryan sighed softly, and the dazzling silver spiritual energy on his body faded away, revealing what was inside, the indescribable horror, the twisted origin of the black hole, the shadow of the supreme existence from a higher dimension coming, swallowing All the terror was surrounded by a circle of dark golden strange flames. Archaon had never seen that kind of power. Fortunately, Ryan did not keep him waiting for long. My Lord swung a blow here, mixed with the goddess of the moon, the fairy in the lake. The spears of the power of Chaos and Lion's Chaos Power came like lightning, and Archaon hurriedly used the Kingslayer to fight.

The explosive nova hit the surface of the Kingslayer, making a harsh sound. The Kingslayer could not withstand the merger of the two forces, and exploded into pieces. Without weapons, the Eternal Chosen could only retreat, but with the great demon of Chaos, Ur-Zul The power was stripped from his body, and the Eternal Chosen knew that he had failed.

"You can defeat me! But don't even think about killing me!" Archaon threw away the hilt of his sword, and the Everchosen shouted: "I will come back! I swear, I will return to the Chaos Wasteland, I will go back, Reassemble a world-destroying army. You can defeat me once, twice, or ten thousand times. I will return one day to burn your poor civilization to ashes and bring destruction to the people you love! I will never stop until I achieve my goal!”

"You can't run away." Ryan squatted on the ground.

"Yes, you can't run away." Kaldor Diego, the supreme mentor of the Gray Knights, walked out from behind Ryan.

"You want to run away after losing the battle?" Leman Russ, the primarch of the Space Wolf, strode out holding the Spear of Dionysus.

"You can fight in a one-on-one fight, but you can't run away!" Angron, the Primarch of the World Eaters, came up behind Archaon.

"Count me in." Holding the Phoenix Blade, Fulgrim came with a smile.

"You have no chance, Eternal Chosen One." Lilith, the God of the Moon, came with the Holy Grail in her hand.

"If the master wants you to die, you must die." Pale Queen Olika approached with a grin.

Seeing this scene, Archaon calmed down: "Then, let us continue this championship showdown to the end!"

"As you wish!" Ryan stopped everyone's persuasion: "Let us finish this duel."

On this day, blood splattered in the starry sky.

…………I am the dividing line in the blood-spattered starry sky……

One year later, the Empire, the Kingdom of Nord, and the Territory of Orterney.

The spring flowers are blooming beside the river in the Barony of Auternij in Nordland. Spring is full of flowers. In Auterniya with the fragrance of birds and flowers, there is still a bit of cold wind blowing. Next to the newly thawed stream, four primarchs are sitting in the stream. While drinking wine, the sun shone on them.

"So, this is where you were born, Ryan?" Angron picked up the bottle and drank it in one gulp.

"It doesn't look bad. It's better than the miner's planet I was born in." Fulgan held the goblet and motioned to Orica, who was wearing a maid outfit next to her, to add ice. The dark elf maid's belly had swelled slightly, and there was a baby inside. There is a new god, the son of the Pale Queen, the new Blood God Kain is being born.

"A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse." Ruth shook his head: "Your own home is always the best."

"We have completed our mission, but this is not our end." Ryan shook the wine in the mug, and the Gray Knight Primarch smiled: "New challenges are still waiting for us, brothers, what's next for you? "

"I will return to Fenris." Russ said first: "My heirs need me, especially the Thirteenth Great Company."

"Me? I will definitely go back and rebuild the glory of the Emperor. This is what I should do as a primarch." Fulgen nodded: "If you don't do it, it's enough. If you do, you must do your best."

"It's not good for me to continue to stay in this world." Angron glanced at Lilith, the moon god, and Asu Yanzhi, who was sitting not far away with a big belly and a face full of maternal glory. The Holy Emblem flashed in Lilith's palm: "This is your recruiting planet after all."

"Then where does brother plan to go?" Ryan asked curiously. Angron will definitely not return to the empire.

"I plan to explore outside the galaxy to see if there are any new gains." Angron put down his wine glass: "I will come back if you need me."

"Has Chaos really been defeated?" Russ asked casually: "I mean this world."

"At least within a thousand or two thousand years, there will be no more chaos portals in this world." Ryan drank the wine: "Lilith will lift Ulthuan from the bottom of the sea again."

"So... what did that guy release before he died? The one that was thrown into the crack?" Fulgan still remembers the last scene of that duel.

"That is his inheritance, as well as the original power of Chaos." Ryan smiled: "I have purified it, and it no longer includes the corruption of Chaos and his own hatred. If we are lucky, we might be able to witness it. The birth of another Supreme Being like a father, but that’s the next story.”

Several primarchs nodded. Fulgrim saw the round-bellied Veronica sitting down with the support of two witch apprentices, telling everyone the story of her and Ryan, and the knight queen Surya was finally pregnant. The second child was being entertained by the equally pregnant Tsarina Katalin and the spring goddess Morgiana. She was holding a swaddle in her hands and singing. It was her and Ryan's child, which was just born and was crying. Noisy, Morgiana, who has always had a bad temper, was very patient in breastfeeding her child at this time. After the breastfeeding, the goddess of spring water turned red and her body became weak. She quickly walked to Ryan in a few steps, sat down against him, and almost collapsed. On his body, he gently rubbed Ryan's neck.

Aurora and Teresa were pushing a pink and jade car, with a baby under one year old sitting in it.

Emilia and Sylvia were swordfighting together. They saw Fulgan looking at them and waving their hands. Emilia was lively and Sylvia was steady.

Thinking of this, Fulgrim couldn't help but feel a little envious. The Primarch of the Emperor's Son knew that after this cocktail party, everyone would part ways. Ryan would stay in this world for a while, but the time for the other three Primarchs to leave had arrived. .

"Sit for a while longer. If you don't ask for three days and three nights, at least you can have a good drink today." As if he saw Fulgen's thoughts, Russ picked up the wine glass.

"Just listen to you, brother. We have witnessed a lot of history, participated in major events again and again, and accomplished so many achievements. It's time to get drunk and take a good rest." Ryan picked up the wine glass. , the relief of letting go of the burden, the emptiness of completing the mission, everything is in the toast.

"Cheers!"

This is not the end, just a new beginning.

In the dark and profound future, there is still endless war waiting for them.

Complete book.

It's over. Thank you all for accompanying me all the way. The emperor is here to thank everyone who saw this.

Tomorrow I will write a final reflection and answer some questions. If you have anything to ask, you can leave a message here and I will try my best to answer it.

So, thank you all again for your company for three and a half years! If you are lucky, see you in the next book!