The Sun King's Evidence

The "Enterprise" was ordered by Ryan from the Haimenguan Dwarf Engineering Association. The ship is 137 meters long and 25 meters wide. The main gun is the Haimenguan Dwarf triple obsidian heavy naval gun. It is also equipped with dozens of Dwarfs. Cannons, ten Dwarf Miniguns and two independent Dwarf helicopter pads, which can carry three Dwarf Rotor Brimstone helicopters or bombers.

Compared with Fulgrim's Saint Sophia, the Enterprise is not only equipped with a ramming horn and a church with the Lake Fairy, but also has the latest torpedo launch port made by the Haimenguan Dwarf Engineers Association on the bottom of the ship and a torpedo launcher on the hull. Rune reinforcement.

However, there was a gift from the Lizardmen on the Saint Sophia. Strictly speaking, the combat capabilities of the two ships were roughly similar. After all, they were both blueprints given by the Emperor.

The two giant ironclads looked equally good, and their appearance also made the entire Bordero agitated. Citizens rushed out to watch the ironclads, but they were a little disdainful of the previous large sailing ship Bordero. , many Poseidon knights shouted dissatisfied, and at the same time secretly made up their minds to continue to expand the Mannann dry dock and build Bordeaux's own ironclads.

The Enterprise can carry an army of up to 1,500 people, including sailors, gunners, crew members and soldiers. Of course, this ship has a two-bedroom king's suite specially made for Lane, and single rooms for officers, while those ordinary sailors The soldiers and soldiers could only go to Datongpu.

Thorgreen Hammer, Belegar's eldest son, led more than fifty mustachioed dwarves to stand on the deck. Thorgreen Hammer is only less than sixty years old this year, which is among the dwarves. They were considered too young and unreliable. Therefore, these fifty dwarfs were specially formed by Belega to form a team of "Mustache Revenge Team" and were sent to Ryan to play for Ryan. Belega hoped that his The son can have more experience so that he can inherit his throne. After all, he is over 300 years old this year. For a dwarf with the strength of the Holy Realm...

Well, at least six hundred years to live.

Thorgreen Hammer stood in front of Ryan, Fulgrim and Angron. The mustache proudly puffed out his belly. His beard had just fallen to his chest. Belegar's eldest son said to Ryan: "I bring greetings from my father, the true King of the Eight Peaks, Belegar. How are brothers Lane doing recently? How are you doing? Has your beard grown longer? I am sending my son and the sons of many dwarves to your service. , for training here, please pay them enough remuneration and enough ale."

"Welcome, very welcome, uh...Mr. Thorgrim." Ryan bent down and shook hands with Thorgrim-Iron Hammer. The King of Knights was a little pained to think that Belegar's naming was really speechless. The eldest son and the High King of the Dwarves A name... doesn't it make it difficult for me to distinguish?

In this way, Thor Green Hammer and more than fifty mustaches led by him joined Ryan's ranks. They also brought a volume of hate notices and prepared to go to Marienburg with Ryan to seek revenge: "Your Excellency Ryan , just let us know when you’re ready.”

"No problem. It's hard work coming all the way. I've already arranged the banquet. Let's take a good rest after everyone has eaten." Ryan nodded, and he signaled the Mustache Revenge Team to go down and rest first.

The attendants brought a large table, a whole bottle of Bordeleau red wine, two barrels of Bagman beer, and some side dishes. The three primarchs started the banquet directly on the deck, with Karona standing in wait. Behind Forgan, Orica moved a chair and sat directly next to Ryan.

"I've heard many people say that dwarves are more trustworthy than humans." Angron said loudly: "The contract is written in black and yellow on the paper. You will be given as much as you do. Whatever it is, it is what it is. I like simplicity and Keep your word.”

"Dwarves are indeed more trustworthy than humans and elves, but sometimes they also mean being rigid and inflexible." Ryan nodded and smiled: "It's a bit like that when dealing with machine guys."

"I hate dealing with machine guys. I only deal with machine guys with an axe." Angron shrugged. He reached out and stroked the artillery and dwarf wheeling brimstone guns on the deck, and patted them with satisfaction: "Hey , I thought of my Conqueror, but unfortunately I lost it later. It is said that the Conqueror passed through many owners after that, but what does it matter? I now have my farm, my people and my Relatives and other things, it doesn’t matter, just give them to them.”

"My Emperor's Pride is still in the Eye of Terror." Fulgrim also smiled meaningfully: "It is said that Lucius and Fabius are using it now. It doesn't matter. I will get it back sooner or later."

"Hey, Lucius? Are you sure you won't become the new Lucius after killing Lucius?" Angron laughed.

"Mysteries will lose their meaning in the face of higher-level mysteries. Slaanesh's tricks cannot affect me." Fulgrim said with great certainty.

"Is our great father more mysterious than the Four Gods of Chaos? I don't think so!" When Angron mentioned the Emperor, his face was full of disgust and a kind of displeasure from the heart: "What did he do? In his He had already made an unforgivable mistake when he created the Primarch. Did he think that I would obey him absolutely? Don't even think about it! If he wants to destroy my current happiness, I will set off my storm."

"It seems that sometimes my father is very negligent in his duties as a father." Ryan said with a smile, and he helped Fulgen fill a glass of red wine.

"Only sometimes?" Angron and Fulgrim said almost at the same time.

The three original bodies looked at each other and laughed helplessly together.

"Six letters, type something that my father hates and disappoints the most!" Angron picked up the wine glass first: "I'll go first! Angron!"

"Lorgar!" Fulgen also picked up the wine glass.

"Magnus!" Ryan also picked up the wine glass.

"I declare that Ryan won this time!" Angron laughed so hard that he almost bent over. He picked up the wine glass for the second time: "Very good, next, twelve letters, type one of the most hated and disappointed fathers. s things!"

"Magnus the red!" Fulgrim immediately answered.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The air above the deck was filled with joy.

"It's my turn, everyone, suppose Angron and Luojia fall into the Eye of Terror together, who do you think father will save?" This time it was Fulgrim's turn to pose the question.

"No one will be saved." Angron said depressedly: "He will reserve his time and energy to do more important things."

"Correct!" Fulgen nodded repeatedly.

"Very well, it's my turn." Ryan also said with a smile: "Guilliman made a wish to his father that he needed the most beautiful angel, a loyal ally and brother, a good brother who would never betray, so his father gave Guilliman Did Man send it?"

"Sanguinius?" Angron thought of something and looked at the Sunfire Amulet on Orika's chest.

"Wrong, father sent Zhuang Sen." Fulgen reacted the fastest.

"Hahahaha~"

"Next question, one day Leman Russ looked through his diary, and immediately someone must have peeked at his diary. Why is this?" Forgan continued.

"Because he found that someone corrected the spelling and grammatical errors for him!" Angron immediately said: "Hey, Magnus likes to correct this the most!"

"Ahaha~"

The banquet on the deck lasted for a while. After Ryan and Angron became emotional, Fulgrim found an opportunity and finally spoke: "Angron, Ryan, I have a request."

"Say." Angron and Ryan both nodded.

"When everything in this world is over, I want to become the regent of the empire!" Fulgan said openly: "I need your support, Ryan, and Angron. Your support is very important for my ability to take office. , especially Ryan, you know, you are unique to my father, and the strength and will of the sealer you symbolize is also an important bargaining chip."

"You want to kill Guilliman?" Before Ryan could respond, Angron immediately woke up, and the World Eater Primarch frowned: "Okay, let me think about it...have you met Luojia? , what did Luo Jia say?"

"Luojia said he supports me!" Fulgrim thought, and sure enough, Angron listened to Luojia the most: "You know, brother."

"Very good, then I support you too." Angron said without hesitation: "What about you, Ryan?"

"Uh, do I also want to express my position?" Ryan said a little embarrassed: "I am different from you, two brothers. I know very little about you and my father's empire now. I think I shouldn't make such a hasty decision. Decide."

"Guilliman is just a fool, with a weak soul." Angron said dissatisfied: "Look at the sacred scripture he wrote. Jonson was silent for a while after reading it, and Russ shed tears after reading it. He just reincarnated. Well done! Anyone else, with his kind of environment, would be able to..."

"Don't say that. If I were still here, I would also be in favor of splitting into battle groups instead of legions, but I would be more flexible and not so rigid." What makes Ryan interesting is that on this issue , Fulgrim instead spoke for Guilliman: "Without the original body, splitting up is the general trend."

"I don't want to hear this. Anyway, if my father brings this matter to a meeting, I will vote for you...if my father plans to consult me." Angron waved his hand.

"What about you? Ryan, what will you do to your heirs?" Fulgrim turned to ask Ryan.

Ryan didn't know how to answer for a moment. Although he is the Primarch of the Gray Knights, he is only in his forties and is inferior to the Grand Master of the Gray Knights. His current strength is only equal to At the level of a Captain of the Gray Knights Brotherhood, he was not yet ready to face his own children. Because of this, the Emperor only told a very few people about Ryan's existence.

At this moment, the Sunfire Talisman on Orica's chest suddenly lit up.

A pair of white wings and the symbol of blood exude a bright light within the amulet. It is an extremely warm, sincere and full of love power. This light is very dazzling, but it will not hurt anyone at all, even Orika was touched by this light. The dark elf looked at the amulet on her chest in surprise: "Master, is this?!"

"We are all brothers, all sons of our father, why do you always want to tell the difference? Fulgrim! Angron! And my new brother, the legacy of the Sealbearer, Lion Malcador?! "A familiar voice came from within the amulet: "I hate seeing this situation, I always hate it."

"!!!"

The three primarchs stood up instantly.

"Sanguinius, you...are awake?"

.........I am the dividing line between Wo Li Dou......

At the same time, in eastern Britannia, in the Principality of Palavon, in the middle of the Gray Mountains, there is the village of Sanglatz.

Along the compacted dirt road and wasteland, two uninvited guests came uninvited and walked toward this village that had been forgotten in history for many years.

The village of Sangratz is located at the foot of the Gray Mountains. It is a village of about 800 people. The most famous thing about this village is that it is close to the Dragon Rock Castle of the Eternal. This infamous castle has brought great success to the Empire and Breton. Tania people have countless painful memories.

During the heyday of Heinrich Kemmler, the great wizard of the Holy Undead, this castle once served as one of his branches in the Gray Mountains. He sent an army of undead to occupy it and massacred the residents of Sangraz. After Kemmler was defeated and killed in the Blackstone Stronghold and La-Messnel Monastery, the Eternal Dragon Rock Castle was again recaptured by humans. However, due to the ancient and strange nature of this castle, neither the Brittanian knights nor the dwarves were able to People planned to stay here for a long time, so they swept away the remaining wealth of Kemmler's storage and the Eternal Dragon Rock Castle and handed it over to the dwarves for purification. Then they sealed the entire castle and prohibited anyone from approaching.

A few years later, many Brittanians and Imperials came to repopulate the village of Sandgratz. Although the village failed to regain its former prosperity, it could pay less taxes because there was no aristocratic rule, and it also restored some of its former glory. About two to three hundred people live here, and the Church of Justice saw the opportunity to preach here and built a Twin-Tailed Comet Temple here.

Today, a particularly tall saint, wearing a tattered ascetic robe and holding a golden double-headed eagle scepter, walked into the village on foot.

What a holy living saint this is. He has a big bald head, and his face is engraved with sacred scriptures that exude golden light. His tattered clothes have dozens of parchments fixed with wax seals. Compiled with the same terrible holy words and burning with white-gold flames, his face is filled with a compassionate sense of vicissitudes of life and compassion.

With every step he takes, the land affected by the nearby Castle of the Undead seems to be liberated. The corruption fades away, and the sacred power purifies every inch of the land. The fragrance of laurel branches spreads freely in the air, and his footprints will remain on the land. One sacred character after another, these characters will take several minutes to disappear. All around him are words praising a certain human lord, praising his great achievements and strength. As he walks, the singing of hymns is faintly heard. , the chanting in his mouth continued, the mountains and plants were bowing to him, and time even stopped. Around him, there were faint golden angels flying back and forth, forming a network of brilliance.

Originally, people were full of hostility and vigilance towards these two particularly tall strangers, but when they saw the living saint coming to the mortal world, the serfs of Britannia and the residents of the empire immediately knelt down in droves. Next, offer your best and ask the living saint for God’s blessing.

The living saint was very kind and enthusiastic. He only asked for a little water and a basket of black bread, and he was very generous. Several sick villagers prayed for divine grace, and he softly uttered a few mantras from his mouth. The villagers' bodies recovered immediately. Some prayed for good luck, and the living saint generously blessed them. Some villagers prayed for protection. The living saint personally took the parchment and wrote the sacred talisman on it.

There were also greedy people who asked for a lot, but the living saint smiled and said nothing. The greedy villagers immediately felt the shame and despicable feeling deep in their souls. They knelt down and cried on the spot, begging for forgiveness.

In this way, in less than two hours, all the villagers in the village had willingly knelt at the feet of the Living Saint. When the Living Saint asked to know the specific location, entry method and history of the Eternal Dragon Rock's castle, these The villagers rushed to tell him everything they knew.

After the incident was over, the living saint gently left the village.

Under an oak tree about two kilometers away from the village, a man in black robes was waiting. When the living saint appeared, the Lord of Humanity said coldly in a patient tone: "Have you heard? Luo Jia?"

"Yes, father." A sarcastic smile appeared on the face of the Word Bearers Primarch: "Facts have proved that my method is more effective against mortals, what do you think?"

"Tell me everything before my patience reaches its limit." The emperor's eyes were full of disgust, and it was obvious that he did not have a good impression of Luo Jia's approach: "Time is precious."

"Yes." Luo Jia nodded lightly. He also knew that he would give up when he was good. He was not Magnus, and he would only be willing to be beaten. "The news is accurate, father, the previous owner of Eternal Dragon Rock, was called Drakenfels is an immortal who is over fifteen thousand years old. It is said that before the ancient saints came to this world, Drakenfels had already lived in this world and saw it with his own eyes. It’s time for the arrival of the Old Ones.”

"The Immortal, fifteen thousand years, then this person is most likely to have arrived in this world during the Golden Age...at least before the Iron Man Rebellion." The Emperor nodded slightly: "Go on, Luo Jia, go on. , what else do you know?”

"It is said that there are still many secrets in the castle of the Immortal." Luo Jia sat down. He first took out the emperor's icon and prayed, and then poured the purified water into the kettle: "Ke De Lakenfels himself was killed about fifty years ago by an expedition team led by Prince Oswald, a mortal in this world. However, it was later proven that Prince Oswald failed. He only killed The body of this eternal man, and later, the failed Prince Oswald committed suicide just to get rid of the influence of this eternal man."

"Now, this castle is located in a deep mountain about fifteen kilometers away from here. There are endless monsters, green skins, mutants, beastmen, Skaven, minotaurs and undead creatures... there are also There are Chaos Demons." Luojia smiled, and he smiled very playfully: "You who gave the sword to Guilliman, can you deal with these enemies?"

"Let's go, Lorgar." The Emperor stood up. As Lorgar said, his sword had been given to Guilliman. The Lord of Mankind turned a blind eye to Lorgar's ridicule: "Let us go to that Let’s take a look at the castle to see who this immortal is.”

"By the way, this is also Ryan's request. His chief female courtier wanted a new parliament headquarters. He chose it over and over again and felt that this was the best place."

"Oh, his little wizard girlfriend? You really like Ryan, I'm a little jealous."