The Sun King's Evidence

In the high-elf inner city, all the elite troops have been transferred to the great city wall and the outer city wall to garrison. The inner city is now sparsely populated, and most of the high-elf nobles are busy having fun or participating in the recent series of palace changes. Therefore, Few people noticed Lane and Forgan entering the inner city.

Moreover, Ryan and Fulgrim also received an inner city pass issued by the Tai brothers. This pass could have helped the two originals easily pass through the great city wall, but their weapons had to be confiscated. Now that Ryan teleported in directly, the weapons are still worn on On their bodies, they found an abandoned courtyard, looked at the overgrown weeds, and sat in the collapsed courtyard, waiting for the arrival of the witchcraft night.

"This trip to Ulthuan is really unpleasant." Fulgrim enjoyed the fresh and salty smell in the air that he had never smelled before. The inner city is the best place in Lothern. He looked at the distance. Maelstrom: "Can you imagine? Ryan, this group of high elves can actually invent a maelstrom to deal with Chaos, while those idiots of the Eldar can only turn their homes into the Eye of Terror."

"If we fail, this planet will become the second Eye of Terror." Ryan stood up and observed the surging maelstrom: "And I think I must correct your statement, the maelstrom is not The invention of the high elves was that the instruments and magic circuits left by the ancient saints were used by the high elves in times of desperation."

"Something like a webway?" Fulgen became interested.

"Almost." Ryan raised his head: "The power of the ancient spell is weakening. The souls of those ancient mages are already feeling tired. Something seems to have happened. Just far away in the magic network, something has begun to disintegrate. The world has begun to collapse again. A new round of transformation has begun. In recent centuries, the flow of dark power has become more and more powerful. Something must have happened in the world of chaos beyond the real world, and the power of chaos will come to this world again .”

"Lord Crocker mentioned to me that no matter how hard the eldest sons of the ancient saints worked hard, the failure of the great guardian was inevitable. It was too late for my father to resurrect it. Late, it only had time to make a little preparation. In the end, The moment is coming." Fulgen nodded: "The ancient saint's network has long been damaged and is slowly disintegrating. No one knows how to repair it."

"Wait, wait until the night of witchcraft comes, the power of the maelstrom will gradually weaken, and the chaos demon will appear." Ryan whispered: "At that time, the army will be transferred, we need to wait for an opportunity, Lieyan There are one or two thousand Phoenix Guards on the island, and Kadron, the captain of the Phoenix Guard Flame Guard appointed by Asuryan, will judge on his own whether support is needed throughout Ulthuan."

"We have to wait for the Phoenix Guards... Okay, we have to wait for the pointy-eared guards who believe in Asuryan to attack, and then take the opportunity to sneak into the Phoenix Pyramid on Flame Island?" Fulgen immediately understood what Ryan meant: "Wait for the Chaos Demon Collective Coming?"

"No, not enough. The defense of Lothern cannot be broken through by the Chaos Demon." Ryan then smiled and said: "We must cooperate internally and externally. Lilith will help us create fog near the Flame Island, and Orika has already contacted the people in Lothern. The Dark Elf hidden stakes, they will cause trouble here when the time comes, so the Phoenix Guards will probably attack."

"Do you really trust that dark elf maid?" Fulgan asked with interest: "I always feel that she has a dangerous power in her body."

"Didn't you also take in a wood elf maid?" Ryan complained.

"That's because I want to understand the physical structure of elves and the history of elves in this world." Fulgrim shrugged, and the Primarch of the Son of the Emperor said easily: "That is an idiot, a very simple woman, With some skill, she told me everything, from the resurrection of the earliest elven gods, to the battle in heaven between Kane and Kunos for Isha, to the secrets of the hunter's wild hunting, and the wood elves She told me all about her many secrets and ancient history, and the only thing she wanted was to be cared for... and to be with her at night, and even the secret of her divine bloodline was in my hands."

"Do you need me to tell you?" Fulgen picked up the wine.

Ryan was silent, and he suddenly realized that he didn't know Fulgrim very well.

Behind his perfect appearance, elegant posture, rich knowledge, and powerful martial arts, there is something else hidden.

It is a kind of stubbornness, arrogance that is not inferior to that of a high spirit, egoism towards oneself, and cruelty.

Unlike Guilliman's kindness, hope, and frankness, and Angron's enthusiasm, sensibility, and simplicity, Fulgrim made Lion feel very complicated. It was precisely for this reason that Ryan and Fulgrim did not get along so well. Okay, both parties respect each other, but unlike Angron, he can say whatever he wants.

If you think about it carefully, Fulgrim also committed many crimes during the Great Rebellion. Perhaps it was for this reason that even the Emperor had not thought of how to deal with this original body who had committed many major crimes, so he temporarily placed him under this world.

"Anyway, let's wait."

"Well, come on, have a drink."

…………I am the dividing line for a drink…………

Gradually, it becomes dark.

Storms filled the sky, blowing up trees, knocking down houses, and creating huge waves in the sea around Ulthuan. Huge gusts of wind drove merciless black thunderclouds. The brutal rain poured down, as if it was about to flood the world.

The terrifying chaotic witchcraft energy is rolling and spreading in the sky. The large whirlpool is constantly trembling and twisting under the power of chaos. The wind of chaos forms twisted demon faces in the sky, and the sky becomes colorful. Color, and in the light and shadow, something began to appear on the land of Ulthuan.

In the Kingdom of Yris, bursts of disgusting green dispersed from the void, and groups of Nurglings flew happily in the air, singing the praises of their father's love.

"Bring some sewage, and some rotten blood~"

"Give me some rot, grandpa, let me show it to you~"

The green plague miasma spread throughout the dilapidated and deserted Kingdom of Yris. Many towns, fortresses and fortresses were now deserted. When the wind of chaos blew through this land, a Nurgle demon first appeared Appeared from the mortal world.

It has a height of seven meters, and its whole body is like a green balloon of corruption. The body is bulky and disgusting with ulcers and pus. He holds a huge sword in his hand, which has long been corroded by Nurgle's plague. There were several big holes in it, but this did not affect its power. On the contrary, the powerful plague made it more terrifying. Its fat face with three chins was covered with ulcers and strange fangs. Its belly was of course broken. With its oily intestines exposed, it shrugged painfully, and then let its body relax: "More eyes, more spleen, more despair, more pain, more sadness, praise Nurgle's Love, praise the gift of a loving father!”

Lymphus, the eighth most powerful demon under Nurgle, appears with his plague army!

The land rotted, the houses melted, the dying forests and meadows told the pain of the emergence of the Chaos Demon, Nurgle's band played plaintive and playful tunes in this mockery of war, and a carnival scene full of corruption appeared in the mist.

A group of Nurglings who were laughing and having fun and having diarrhea were the first to break out of the mist. They hurriedly rolled over each other in search of fresh flesh and blood. Amid the sound of flutes and bells, lazy figures buzzed overhead. The giant horned beast followed closely behind, and swarms of large flies buzzed and flew around among the monsters. Soon after, the stench wafted over.

Responsible for the garrison of Tal-Yris is a distant relative named Aeren appointed by Eltharion the Ruthless, who is the captain of the guard of Tal-Yris.

The city has not regained its former glory for many years, and although the walls of Tal-Yris still stand, the remaining militia cannot even stand after Eltharion took away the main force. Full of city walls, the defenders' only hope is to hold on long enough until Lothern's reinforcements arrive - although this is not easy, this is Allen's only hope.

Dozens of Eagle Claw ballistae are neatly arranged on the city wall, filled with sharp crossbow bolts that can tear everything apart. Hundreds of archers have tightened their bowstrings.

Dense arrow rain and crossbow bolts flew into the air in pieces, directly attacking the stinking enemy under the dark night sky. The demon was blown to pieces, and the limbs of the Chaos servants were pierced by the arrows and torn into pieces by the crossbow bolts. , and then turned into black sludge as it flew down, and a green slime rotting fog enveloped the entire city.

Asul will never surrender!

The elves showed off their war art to their heart's content, as if the ancient blood had been awakened.

The Daemons of Nurgle advanced quickly, and those disgusting Daemons, Rot Riders, and Chaos Warriors appeared in droves. The sky turned yellow-green, and the entire night sky was shrouded in a green miasma of corruption.

Lymphus led a large group of terrible Nurgle God's Chosen Warriors through the road covered with mud, ichor and torrential rain. The Nurgle Demon laughed maniacally and ordered the army to continue to move forward, just like this against the elves. Many Nurgle demons and Chaos warriors were pierced by the arrows and crossbows, but they would not stop. The elven archers soon discovered that the huge Festering Winged Wasp was carrying Nurgle one after another. The grime demons rushed towards the archers on the city wall. The bodies of the archers who were hit were instantly broken into two pieces. Even if they did not hit, the rotten pus and yellow-green mist of Nurgle they dripped made the elves guard. The soldiers were in great pain.

However, this was far from the effect Nurgle had expected. Lymph not only roared angrily that the wastes below were really not working well, it also immediately noticed the towering walls of Tal-Yris City. And the magic barrier composed of elven mages, guide stones and magic circles hindered the gifts and gifts from the loving father. This made Lymphs couldn't help but pick up a maggot thicker than a human finger from his neck and stuff it into his mouth. He ordered the Nurgle Legion to continue attacking while observing the defense of the entire city.

Tal-Iris is built on the mountain, sitting on the mountain and looking at the sea. It has a natural inner harbor and the city is very strong.

Sure enough, the entire plague army and hundreds of demons that rushed up were defeated as soon as they reached the city wall. They didn't even have time to board the city wall. The Nurgle demons were continuously penetrated by the spears of the defenders, and bows and arrows fell like raindrops. , there were a small number of cavalry on the wide city wall, and they faced the swarm that was harassing the defenders. The originally large number of Festering Winged Bees suffered a lot of losses, and they were forced to withdraw from the battlefield after losing more than half.

"No, this won't work. We must let the defenders take the initiative to fight." Lymphos kept waving his hands angrily. It originally didn't want to use the gift from the Father of Disease, but now it seems that it has to.

Lymphus asked Nurgle's warriors to cut some wood from nearby and build a huge pyre. Then he took out a disease-filled clay pot, which contained Nurgle's carefully brewed soup.

"Three meals a day, no worries. Today, just eat, my loving father, secret recipe, small hamburger~"

“Affordable and full~”

"Nurgling!" A handful of Nurgling was stuffed into a small clay pot by Lymph.

"Poison ivy!" patches of yellow-green poisonous moss growing out of the ground.

"Canker honey!" The sticky, foul-smelling honey produced by the canker bee.

“Everyone calls me, Gourmet!”

"Now, let me..." Lymphatic laughed maniacally.

Until a shining bright moon arrow in the distance crossed the entire battlefield. A white light penetrated a dozen Nurgle demons one after another and then hit the clay pot in Lymph's hand. The clay pot filled with filthy things exploded instantly. It was shattered and sent into the void.

"Get out, demon, get out of holy Ulthuan, take your filth with you, get out."

The moonlight was bright, and a legendary hero appeared in the storm and light and shadow. Behind him appeared a large row of shadow warriors with bowstrings drawn and their faces wrapped in scarves. This hero was tall and handsome. But it was extremely gloomy, his eyes were like two bright gems, and the expression on his face was only filled with explicit hatred and disgust. He put away the big bow that exuded the brilliance of the moon in his hand, and pulled out his own Rune Sword: "I recognize you. You failed here once. Now, I will let you fail a second time."

"Your soul will become the most beautiful flower in the garden!" Lymphus was so furious that he pulled out the sword on the ground and started a new battle.

During this night of witchcraft, demon legions appeared in many kingdoms across Ulthuan, and all the high elves could do was fight endlessly.

At the same time, Lothern, the capital of the high elves, did not receive a strong attack. Only some scattered demons appeared and were quickly expelled.

The Old Guards and the Mousilon Coldstream Guards are now commanded by Sulia. This elite human army has not been arranged by the high elves to enter the battle order, but is being prepared as a reserve force. Currently, according to the news, Yitai On the east coast of the Kingdom of En, Chaos Demon Legions appeared in the Kingdom of Savri and the Kingdom of Elion.

Within Lothern, armies were mobilized urgently, and the Old Guards received special permission to station themselves at the Belmond Hotel, waiting for news, although many people did not know where the King of Knights had gone.

In the inner city, the mobilization of the army became more and more frequent, allowing Ryan and Forgan to see an opportunity. They managed to get a small boat from the dock in the inner city, and then headed towards Fire Island.

Carrying the hope of Sanguinius's resurrection, they were drowned in the mist Lilith created for them.

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