Warhammer Throne

The Kingdom of Nagaris, a hidden place near the Anuri Mountains.

Two armies camped here, the Shadowcrown Hand of Nagaris and the Grey Team of Alalos. They camped in the thick fog and defended it with a small tent.

In the middle of the night, Osu'an's sky was very strange, with both bright moonlight and starlight, and the colorful aurora was spreading everywhere. The clouds in the high sky showed the appearance of the evil **** from time to time, releasing strange laughter.

Outside the small tent, Araloth walked over not far away. The Wood Elf hero was full of the idea of ​​"Night Strike" Lilith. He thought at this time, taking advantage of Ryan's absence, wouldn't it be given to him by Asu Yan? Good opportunity?

And according to all the cues he saw and heard, as well as the previous discoveries, Aralos had a hunch that if he could become the new Asu Yan, then it would be very simple to marry Lilith, the Moon Goddess could not refuse to be God's queen of God.

Therefore, the Wood Elf hero has been itchy after camping today. He has been walking back and forth outside the small tent for nearly an hour.

But even if Aralos has thoughts in his mind, the wood elf hero is a man with a bottom line and morals after all. He walked over but couldn't make up his mind. He didn't even dare to say hello in the past. He still remembers that time. After Pallaon’s banquet, he couldn’t help looking for the goddess who had been taken away by Lion and Queen Suria. When he found him, he could only say a few words to her through the door. After that, the goddess The attitude towards him became even more alienated, and Alaros thought that it must be because he was abrupt with the beautiful woman that Lilith was not happy with him.

"What are you doing here?" Shadow King Aris noticed Aralos's actions.

"Huh?" Aralos looked at Arisyue's long white hair, his beautiful white face and his scrutinizing eyes stared at him, and his momentum went up by three points. He opened his mouth and said quickly: " I just want to ask Lilith, the high elves and the dark elves have fought so many battles one after another, so are we watching?"

"Then who are you going to help? It was Malekis, who had destroyed the elven empire and caused Assur countless pains. The **** and the person who defiled the blood of Ellario chose to embrace the blood of Kane. , Mingled with that old witch, and his head was full of Osuan Regent Tyrion who drew out Kane's sword to destroy and curse his enemies and friends?" The King of Shadows Aris said coldly.

Aralos is stuck, yeah, who can I help?

There is no doubt that Tyrion is the supreme ruler of Osuan in legal terms and the leader of the high elves, but he has embraced Kane’s power and awakened Kane’s blood. He plans to go to the deserted islands and pull out Kane. The sword of grace.

There is no doubt that Malekis is the creator of Osuan’s eternal age, enemies and all tragedies, and the witch king of the dark elves, but whether or not he claims to be the orthodox Phoenix King, now the dark elves are trying to stop Terry. Acting Ang, they have become the guardians of the world.

Such a complicated situation, such a weird and distorted situation, even the movie king Aris didn't know what to do.

Aris looked at Aralos contemptuously, thinking that Aralos really didn't know that Lilith was married.

Forget it, there is no need to tell him that this person is still useful. Aris motioned to Alaros to show us to Bibi Archery. Alaros is really strong. If he can beat the 6000-year-old shadow king, Lilith will also be right. I look at it differently, right?

The two heroes outside the tent began to compete. Inside the tent, the goddess of the moon Lilith and the pale queen Olica were sitting on the camp bed. They had just finished making overseas phone calls with their husband Ryan.

"So, you still want Tyrion to draw out the sword of Kane?" Olica leaned on the pillow, even though she had only left Ryan for a few months, she already missed the master very much, and followed Ryan for so long. The dark elves have been with him for the longest time and are the most favored woman. The pale queen said boredly, "Isn't that the same? Isn't it interesting?"

Lilith and Olica leaned on the pillows, the goddess of the moon, her face was slightly blurred: "I am the goddess of the moon, not the lord of destiny. Asu Yan is the one. I can only change the red line of destiny, but it is impossible. Changing the place where the thread ends, Tyrion draws the sword of Kane is destined, and if he does not draw the sword of Kane, then Kane will not fully recover, and Tyrion will not be able to fully obtain Kane's Strength."

"So in the same way, if Malekis doesn't step into the Asoyan sacred fire, he will not be destined to become the incarnation of Asoyan?" Olika thoughtfully: "Asuyan's power of creation cannot fall into the world. Dead?"

"Yes, so we don't interfere in this part, and even push them if necessary." Lilith sneered, and the goddess of the moon turned to look at Orika: "Listen to me, only let Asuyan and Kane We can truly steal their original power by completely descending to the world and then letting them die."

"We?" Olica repeated, with a faint smile on the dark elf's coquettish face.

"Yes, we, when Asu Yan's power of creation and the fire of heaven belong to me, I will begin to prepare for pregnancy and prepare to give birth to a new Asu Yan with Ryan." The fairy in the lake stretched out her hand and held herself down with a reddish face. Through the silk thread of the tulle, the silver spirit pattern on the goddess’ abdomen has fully spread its wings. Hundreds of fine silk threads are wrapped around the sword in the middle of the book, followed by a mysterious "I" character print. Ryan's hot and vast psionic energy rushed endlessly in the goddess' abdomen.

This is the biggest capital for the goddess to spend the last moment.

"Then Kane's power belongs to me?" Olica also reached out and held her belly. The spirit pattern on the dark elf's belly is slightly different from Lilith's. She doesn't have the "I" mark, instead it has one. The shape of the "Eye of Horus" is exactly the same as the sword in the book that symbolizes the power of Ryan's Gray Knight: "Are you not afraid that Tyrion will successfully kill you with his sword?"

"Heh." Lilith smiled and said, "Don't you know the relationship between Kane and me?"

"Know what?" Olica was puzzled. She was a new **** after all, and she did not accept the entire inheritance of the Pale Queen, and she was not clear about some things.

"Kane has always had a crush on me." Lilith opened the small folding fan, and the goddess raised her chest proudly, and then her pair flicked full and sharply: "I have done a lot of things against him in history, and very few things have been done against him. He stood on his side, but he always thought that Kunos and Isha had taught me badly, and ordered his followers not to harm me and my interests for any reason or by any means. If Tyrion is really caught If Kane possesses and draws Kane's sword, it is absolutely impossible for him to hurt me."

Olica: "..."

You have a lot of licking dogs, and the dark spirit goddess is a little jealous. Lilith, as the most popular moon goddess in the elves, can be said that not only the mortal licks a bunch of dogs, but even the licking dogs of the elves are not. Shao, she went around looking for a spare tire until she chose Ryan. Although the process was tortuous, she finally got married.

"Then, let's reach a lady's agreement. Asu Yan's power belongs to me, and Kane's power belongs to you. Then I will be the **** of heaven, the king of the moon, Lilith, you will be the king of the underground gods, pale Queen Orika." Lilith said with a grin.

"Really? Can you promise me credit?" Olica pretended to be puzzled.

"Yes, I promise you credit." Lilith snickered. Kane's power itself is completely incompatible with her. Whoever sends it is not a gift. Olica is her ally, and she shares a man with her. Ryan's advanced spirit runes are not difficult to control.

When the time comes, when I am crowned as the God of Heaven, what about you, even if you become the King of the Underworld? Don't you want to surrender in front of me obediently? Lilith had a little abacus in her heart, hum, when I was going to bed with Ryan and Sulia, you Aolika would only be worthy to kneel at the foot of the bed with Morgia to serve us!

Oh, Olica's eyes rolled, and the dark spirit goddess also snickered in her heart.

US?

There has never been anything to us!

When I seize the power of Asu Yan and Kane at the same time and crowned as the **** of the underworld, you Lilith only deserves me Orika**!

"Then, it's so agreed!"

"good."

The two goddesses reached an agreement temporarily.

…………I am the dividing line of the same bed with different dreams…………

Tyrion finally met his younger brother, the High Elf Hoss White Tower Magister Council, the Supreme Magus Targris, in the Ring of Hydra in the Kingdom of Nagareth as he wished.

Near the forest near the Anuri Mountains, Tyrion, Targris, the brothers, the guardians of Osuan finally met.

The Ring of Hydra was once the temple of the gods, and now there are only a large number of ruins and gods’ statues. Targris came slowly with Lilith’s staff in his hand, his complex expression on his back, his face Asu Yanzheng, wearing a mask of yin and yang, stared at everything indifferently.

Tyrion stretched out his arm around him and was constantly rubbing and licking his cheek with his tongue. The regent's face was full of anger and pleading. He looked at Targris. Turned over and got off the horse, sucking in the air deeply, and then said very stiffly: "Gui'an, brother."

"Gui'an, brother." Targris also said.

The brothers were speechless since then, and the White Lion Guard captain Kohill who followed Tyrion tried to say hello to Targris. Targris smiled bitterly, as if he didn't know what expression should be used to face Kohill. .

Usually, the two brothers always have endless words. Tyrion is passionate, passionate and likes to tell jokes, Targris is calm, rational and likes to reason. They are the pillars of the high elves and the guardians of Osuan.

But now, the two brothers looked at each other, but they couldn't speak.

It's like being afraid of... hurting the other person.

Targris stood there, neither sad nor happy, never abandoning, the Supreme Mage was holding Lilith's rod, he was a little indifferent and a little guilty, so he looked extremely tired, he recalled his betrayal, recalled Lilith's teaching recalled Malekis's seemingly respectful but unquestionable command, and recalled the strange look in the dark elves' eyes.

Tyrion recalled the events of the past few days. The Regent has basically done nothing these days, but was crazy with Morasi, the second wife of his ancestor Elario's second wife of more than ten generations. Doing something he loves to do, he recalled a series of tragedies since the beginning of the end. Alysala left him, Alareli left him, Attila and Bellanal, Aisalion Leaving him, Fenuba also left him, Imric's proud stupid donkey, for the time being, now even his own brother betrayed him?

How much betrayal do I have to go through? !

Why do you all betray me and leave me!

My Tyrion, is it so smelly, so disgusting? ? ?

Tyrion finally couldn't help it, and the regent asked, "Don't you have anything to tell me? Brother?"

Taigris looked very tired. He raised his head and glanced at his elder brother. The Supreme Mage didn't dare to look directly at Tyrion's eyes. He moved his gaze away without looking at him.

"Okay! Don't you say yes, then I will say!!!" Tyrion's roar shook the surroundings, and the leaves of the forest swayed with the roar of the regent. I saw the regent general Mora. Xi pushed it aside, his mouth was like a cannon, and he spoke out his analysis, his reasoning, and his conclusions in one go.

He accused Targris of treachery, he colluded with Malekis and killed Finnuba, and secretly helped the Witch King in the Elven Civil War.

This is a shame. Does Targris remember their brotherhood, their vow to protect Osuan and Finnuba together?

However, even if Tyrion was so angry, his tone seemed to be begging. He begged Targris to explain his behavior: "I'm done, Targris, you...you have nothing to tell me. Is it?"

Kohill noticed that Tyrion’s face was full of pleading, and the regent was full of hope. He was waiting for Targris’ reply. Kohill knew that as long as Tarion was willing to return, as long as he gave a reason, no matter what This reason is not decent, even as long as Targris apologizes, Tyrion will immediately hug his brother and announce reconciliation.

But Targris didn't. The Supreme Mage just hung his head: "It's true."

"What?" Tyrion was stunned.

"Everything you say is true, brother." Targris said wearily: "Yes, I did it. I apologize, but I won't change my approach. Witch King, he... Orthodox King Phoenix!"

A shock of thunder struck Tyrion's head, and the regent could hardly believe that his brother would actually say such a thing?

You just admit it yourself?

traitor! ! !

Morasi was standing not far away. She was happily like an innocent child who got her beloved toy. She couldn't help clapping and laughing. She saw Tyrion completely out of control, and the Regent waved a hand and slapped it directly in Thailand. Gris slapped the Great White Tower Mage to the ground with a slap on Gris's cheek. Targris vomited blood on the spot, half of his face swelled.

Targris didn't fight back. He just covered his face, coughed, and vomited a gulp of blood from the corner of his mouth: "If this makes you feel relieved, brother, do it."

"I'm calm?" Tyrion was already angry, and the regent's voice was almost like Kane's rebirth. He drew out the sun flame sword and pointed at Targris: "If you want to calm me, you have to ask those who died in battle. My compatriots, heroes who died bravely in the civil war! How many people did you kill? Tell me, was it your idea about Targris, Elisa? Your betrayal?"

"Yes." Taigris nodded silently, and he looked even more rickety and lower: "I'm sorry about Elisa, brother, but it's necessary."

The Supreme Master glanced at Raisal not far away, and he recognized it. It was Morasi. Taigris's complexion was horrified. God knows what this shit-chucking stick wants to do, but he still has time to speak. The Yangyan Sword had already fallen with Tyrion's irrational voice.

"Don't~call~I~Brother~Brother!!!" Tyrion roared like a beast, accompanied by the flames of Yangyan Sword.

Targris sighed inwardly, now his brother is full of flaws, he even needs a spell to end Tyrion's life.

But he couldn't do it, it was his brother after all.

But he couldn't defy Lilith's prediction, because it was also true. Only when Malekis became the Phoenix King, could they gain the power of Asu Yan and have the opportunity to integrate the three spirits and spend the final moment.

The spell was moving, and three lightsabers descended from the sky, pushing Tyrion this crazy beast back, and Targris teleported away instantly.

Leave his brother furious in the ruins helplessly.

"If you don't want to experience this kind of failure again, if you want to really complete your revenge, then go and pull out that sword." The Queen Morasi suggested very "friendly" and "sincerely": "Only it can help you. Finish your revenge, my little husband."

"You don't need to say it!" Tyrion pushed Morasi away.

He made up his mind.

A few weeks later, in the deserted islands, among the Hosts, Kane's sword arena.

Tyrion was bloodied all over, his hair was burnt in a mess by the black magic of Malekiss, and his body was chopped out more than a dozen wounds by the black sword in the hands of the Witch King. At the same time, the regent of Osuan was extremely embarrassed. There was a triumphant smile on his face.

Because even the Witch King Malekiss is not Tyrion’s opponent. Tyrion, who has become the incarnation of Kane, looked at his knees and fell to the ground. Malekiss, who is not human, fell in a pool of blood, and he lifted it up. His boots stepped on Malekis' chin: "You lose, the usurper."

Malekis vomited blood in pain, his weapon shattered, and many parts of his armor were chopped off by the Sun Flame Sword. He hadn't seen the flesh of the sun burned by the flame for thousands of years, and he looked angrily. Tyrion wanted to cast a spell but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Beside him, the sword of Kane was inserted in the sword arena.

Ah, what a perfect, what a powerful sword, Tyrion couldn't help but stretched out his hand and held it on Kane's sword.

"No! Brother! No!!!" Targris's voice came from a distance.

Tyrion sneered, this man is not my brother, he is a traitor.

He firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, and then gently drew it.

The world changed color, the vortex hit the waves, and the storm slammed into the sky. All the high and dark warriors on the battlefield stopped and fled because of fear.

Hundreds of blood flowed down from the Kane sword altar, and the triumphant roar of the God of Blood Hands overwhelmed everything.

After 7000 years, the sword of Kane has found its new owner.