Warhammer Throne

  Imperial calendar spring 2526, New World, Ruscia, Itaza, the first city.

  The ominous omen has descended on the vast land of Ruscia. The humid air floating on this rainforest has already made people feel heavy, and now it is even more depressing. It seems that even the "soul" of the rainforest itself is holding its breath, as if a beast called "tension" is staring at it.

  The great and glorious Itaza, the place where the ancient sage first descended, the first generation of old magic toads who came to this world for 15,000 years, Lord Crocker opened his eyes on his golden throne.

The skink rituals in the Great Pyramid are jumping up and down excitedly. Between the hot springs and waterfalls, among the lotus leaves, and in the cracks densely covered with moss, the stone slabs of the ancient sage are repeatedly shining. Under the dim eaves, countless clever eyes are watching Peeping.

  The call of the veterans of the saurian battle scar is echoing on this foggy land. The saurian guards are fully focused, waiting for the arrival of the enemy. Yes, the enemy will come.

However, no matter how the skinny lizards use their mysterious prophecy, or the sacred plaques inscribed with the omen of the sky, the greatest and richest magical achievements on this planet cannot tell the lizards when the enemy’s attack will come. Where did it come again.

  As always, the lizard people put their hopes on Silan, and they firmly believe that the magic toad priests will tell them the answer.

Crocker's awakening was just right. The old Demon Toad realized the changes in the world as soon as he regained consciousness. The Maelstrom had been completely disbanded, and the Eight Winds of Magic had found their owners. The Old Sage’s predictions were still obscure refugees, and the arrangement of stars was chaotic. There is no chapter. When Kroc tried to look through time to the future, the old Demon Toad saw only destruction and death.

The power of Evil Moon Mosribu has always haunted the Demon Toad’s predictive ability. Once upon a time, the Demon Toads could almost predict that anything that could happen in the world, but since the first Chaos Invasion, Evil Moon Moss The lining covered the stars and everything, and the chaotic wind, the laughter of the evil **** and the powerful green light on that huge planet interfered with the prophecies of the Demon Toads, otherwise the servants of the ancient sage would definitely not fall to this point.

The magic toads of the Moon City have tried countless ways to push Mothrib away, but none of them worked, nor did Lord Crocker, because wanting to have the power to explode stars is a lie in itself, especially in the Maelstrom. Under the interference of, the power that Lord Crocker can use is only a small part of the former glory.

However, now that the Maelstrom has disappeared, even though the power of Chaos has become stronger, the magic toads have also found that their imprisoned power has unchained, and many fourth and fifth generations of magic toads have awakened from their sleep. They communicated with each other, discussing the future of the big plan, discussing the sun, moon and stars that revolve in the sky, looking for signs of it.

   Kroc felt his own power. Lord Demon Toad realized something. He continued to sink his soul into the subspace and perceive everything. Kroc thought about what he should do next and what else he could do.

Mortals are still as stupid as ever. Crocker immediately understood what was happening in the world within a few minutes. The Great Lord questioned the intelligence level of the ancient races. In the eyes of the Great Lord, except for the high elves, he did his best to safeguard the world. The white wolf **** Urik defended Middenheim according to his promise. Ryan has repeatedly defeated the attacks of the Skaven and the Chaos Army. Most of the order races are unqualified. They do not. Able to complete their tasks, which puts the world in great danger.

After all, they are still too young and superficial. When darkness strikes, these order races lack foresight, and they hesitate for their own interests (referring to dwarves), sometimes very naive, and only know how to fight civil war (referring to elves), even if it is a little bit. Some visionary new **** Lilith, but her vision is more reflected in the results of manipulating power.

And the proud son of the ancient sage, as the servant of the ancient sage, the Great Venerable Crocker knew that he was different from them. From the moment it was born, it accompanied the ancient sage to roam the stars, sow civilization, create races, and the galaxy. Which Gaia planet hasn't been to? Even when Old Sage explored his consciousness into a higher dimension, when he negotiated with the supreme being in the depths of the soul realm, Crocker had personally experienced it.

  It has seen too much, and even the lord of humanity is not qualified to rely on the old and sell the old in front of it.

  It's just that the glory of the ancient sage is in the past, and now as a concept of a race, the ancient sage has been extinct in the galaxy.

At the moment when the Maelstrom was established, the magic toads realized that the elves had achieved a short-term victory. A frenzy was hiding behind this short-term relaxation. One day it would flood the world, and one day the Maelstrom would Disintegration, chaos will make a comeback.

"The Great Lord?" The surrounding skink priests eagerly awaited Crocker's will, but saw the Great Lord beckoning them to stay calm, and saw the Great Lord's soul wandering among the stars, relying on The mind is connected with time and space, and Kroc is reading the language of the stars.

In the end, Kroc found the answer. Outside of the eternal giant subspace storm, an ancient sage on a planet who incarnates the appearance of a human old man sent a message. Kroc keenly grasped the words. , Thunder flashed in the head of the lord.

"The Great Venerable?" Seeing that Kroc seemed to have fulfilled the prophecy, the surrounding skink priests asked again. In their eyes, Kroc had already opened his eyes, it looked a little tired, and at the same time, there was still There were hundreds of communications from other Demon Toads, and the young Demon Toads were waiting for Kroc's answer.

   "The big plan has failed." Crocker's first sentence set off a huge wave in the Skink Sacrifice and the Silan Local Area Network: "The big bad luck is coming, it is time to start the big evacuation plan!"

   "Everything is in the prophecy of the snake **** Sotego. Our old enemy, the Demon Rat, is about to attack, prepare all the temple cities for war and awaken all Silan!"

   "Yes!" Skink priests scattered.

  "Tell Fogan, son of the ancient saint of Kosdantiniye, to assemble all the troops. We need his help."

   "Send the Serpent God Prophet Tehendhoin, we need the power of the Serpent God Legion."

  "To start the summoning ceremony, we need the power of Nakai the Wanderer."

  "Prepare for the summoning ceremony and call for the Shadowless Hunter Ossiotan."

   "I need to prepare all the eldest sons of the ancient sage to be ready for battle within one moon cycle."

  …………I am the dividing line for preparing for battle…………

  The lizardmen began to prepare for a full battle, and a psionic communication also spread to Costantiniye, the base camp of the Ash Legion.

  After so many years of preparation, with Fogen’s order to assemble all members, the Ash Legion began to mobilize all the soldiers to prepare for their destined final battle.

  The original body tells everyone the importance of this war through a simple story. If they can't stop the Skaven, then their homeland will fall, Ruthcia will fall, and the whole world will fall.

Regardless of Fukun’s charisma + super leadership + command art + personal bravery, the emperor son's original speech is enough to make the soldiers of the Ash Legion enthusiastic. In front of the super soldiers of the Phoenix Guard who have been transformed by the incubator, Fukun actually knelt down.

The original body told his heirs, his original sin, the mistakes he had committed and what he had experienced in his legion. Faugan told everyone about his legendary adventures and how he rose on a miner planet. In the end he became a king. His origins fell because of his pursuit of perfection and arrogance. In the end he destroyed himself and the entire army.

  If it hadn’t been for Ryan to give him a second chance, he would fall forever.

  Faugan’s declaration shocked the entire Ash Legion. No one thought that such a perfect, so proud, and so powerful legion commander would have such a past.

While everyone was shaking, Fogen firmly told everyone that although the past was too heavy to breathe, they still have a chance, a chance to redeem their sins. They will wash away the shame of the past and recast the emperor. The glory of the son of the prince, he comforted the Third Army to have a better destiny in the future, and inspired the whole army not only to break the misfortune of the past, but also to achieve outstanding achievements that no one would dare to imagine. As long as it can defeat the Skaven, As long as they can help the lizardmen to guard those great temple cities, as long as they can save the fate of the world, Fogen will allow and the emperor will allow the Ash Legion to raise the emperor’s son's banner and the imperial sky eagle banner again!

  "The air is full of gunpowder and blood."

   "The emperor's sons have been torn apart, and they are left with the flames of indulgence that light up their weak souls. The proud warriors of the past are either dead for thousands of years or lingering under the envelope of the dark prince."

   "But the story of our emperor's son is not over! Come with me and look east!"

  "Have you seen? Soldiers of the Ash Legion, the sun, the sun rises in Costantiniye. This is the new residence of our emperor’s son and our new spiritual home."

  "We have strong soldiers and strong horses, we are prosperous and strong, our team has elves, dwarves, and Arabi warlocks, Breton knights, and the loyalty of the empire!"

   "When the world revolves to three percent and coincides with the two satellites, the evil animal gods will cast the plague and plague on Lucia."

   "Ash Legion, the eastern light of the empire, the new era of the emperor's son, please follow me Fugen and welcome our new life!"

   "Looking at this eagle flag, do you see the eagle claws on it?"

   "Let's prepare for battle!"

  "Fukugan! Fukugan! Fukugan!"

   "Ashes! Ashes! Ashes!"

  People boiled. At this time, no matter what race, no matter what ethnicity or belief, people with different skin colors, different races and different races are united under Fukun's command, and the Phoenix Guards have even sworn to follow.

  They are ready to fight.

  However, not all members of the Phoenix Guard were enthusiastic about the scene in front of them.

  One of them always had doubts about Fukun’s speech.

  He is Su Liya’s older brother. He has been genetically modified in the incubator during the Holy Grail Expedition, inoculated with Fugen genetic seeds, and became Julius, a member of the Phoenix Guard.

  As a result of coincidence and Fogen’s indulgence on him, Julius has served under Fogen for many years. He has learned a lot of inside stories, read many manuscripts, and learned many secrets in the history of the Emperor's Son Legion.

  Don’t know why, he is not very convinced of Fugen, especially after he learned that he has become Fugen's "child".

  It’s not right, why did my brother-in-law become a nephew?

  At the same time, Julius, who has been deeply taught by chivalry since his childhood, is not very cold at Fukun's so-called "the glory of the emperor", and is deeply surprised that the emperor who was once so proud has fallen.

With a lot of questions, Julius knocked on the door of Fogen's bedroom in the middle of the night.

   "Boom boom boom~ Legion commander, are you there?"

   "Who? Yuli?"

   "Well, it's me."

   "It's so late, come in."

Ryan's eldest brother-in-law pushed open the door of Fogen's room. He just raised his head and was about to say something. As a result, his face changed slightly. He hurried out of the room and closed the door: "Legislative Commander! What are you doing?! "

"?" Fugen in the room had just taken a bath. He had red fruit all over his body. He only held a small purple towel embroidered with a golden double-headed eagle and hung it on a certain part four inches below his belly, just like Costantine. The flagpole at the gate of Niye’s palace is as eye-catching as it is.

Fogen just took a shower and didn’t want to wear clothes. He just took a towel and hung it on the velvet bed sheet. After taking the ukulele's plan to come to the first moving holiday tune, Julius came and saw it. His children are embarrassed, but Fukun is calm, he is proud of his beauty: "I'm not embarrassed, what are you doing there? Didn't you come to me? What's the matter of hiding outside the door and talking? Come in. ."

  "Please put on your clothes! Please show some basic respect for me, okay? Legion commander!" Julius called out the door, he was ashamed and annoyed.

"Okay~ okay." Faugan couldn't let go of Julius and expressed his helplessness. He thought to myself that I was such a perfect body. I was obviously at a disadvantage when you saw that Julius was shy. ?

   casually took a bathrobe and put it on the gods, and fastened the belt: "Okay, come in."

Julius just came in, and saw the beautiful man lying on the bed and wearing a bathrobe looking at him with a smile but a smile. Fugen himself had white skin and delicate bones, as if he had been blessed by an ancient god. The proud son of heaven. Under his gray hair, was his handsome face, and his two purple-blue eyes gleamed with delightful light.

   Julius couldn’t help but blush, and the brother-in-law swallowed a mouthful of water and forced himself to calm down: “Leader, I want to ask you something.”

"Let's just say, we are all a family, you can call me elder brother with Sulia and Ryan, or you can call me sir like Pilazzo, don't call me the commander of the army, you are so happy." Fugen revealed brilliantly. Smile: "What can I say."

"About what you said before, your former legion, the son of the emperor..." Julius hesitated for a while before saying: "Then, after this battle is over, the Phoenix Guard will follow you back to the one in your mouth. What great empire?"

"Of course, but not so fast." Fukun nodded, and the bathrobe on his chest slid, revealing his purple chest muscles, reflecting the dazzling brilliance of the moonlight: "I follow you for everything in it. Having said that, I know that you are the first heir to the Duke of Winford’s family. It’s not good to leave with me at the first time. I did not take away your reproductive ability. When the matter is over, I allow you to return to Brittania to inherit. Duke title, I'll give you 30...50 years, you will always be able to give birth and nurture offspring who can succeed you?"

"Um, I didn't mean this." Julius waved his hand awkwardly: "I mean, if you return, what about the other battle groups? For example, the Iron Hand battle group you mentioned before? Yes, you have fallen so deeply, what should your former heirs do?"

"This is not a problem for you to consider, dear Yuli." Fogen smiled: "Father will solve it for us, and I will try to deal with it. You don't need to think about it. Besides, you are Sulia's brother. No one else will come to trouble you."

Julius always felt that Fogen was in his left and right, and he resolved two consecutive problems. The brother-in-law thought for a while, but decided to point to the core: "You have fallen because of the pursuit of perfection, so you will still believe in perfection. NS?"

"I fell because of the arrogance and jealousy that came from the pursuit of perfection. This has nothing to do with the pursuit of perfection. I will continue to pursue perfection, but I will continue my path with vigilance and introspection." Fugen nodded: "Makado Palmprinters once said that the fall of the emperor's sons was not because they started to be complacent after achieving perfection, but because they always frustrated in their pursuit of perfection, and always found themselves flawed, so they would eventually be broken physically and mentally."

"The goal that my emperor's son and I wanted to achieve at the time was something that will never be obtained, and the results they tried so hard to achieve will naturally deteriorate and eventually become the afterimage of decay. Julius, I now understand Defects will always exist, and so are the sons of the emperor. We were once blind to this, but now we must all pay attention to this lesson. We are not only obligated to review our glorious past, but also to understand these tragedies of failure and destruction. "

   "This way." Julius was stunned by Fogen's words, and the brother-in-law wanted to make sense.

   "Anything else... is there any question?" Fukun spread his hands.

"There is another question. Look, this is the history of the Legion you wrote. It mentioned that there were 20 legions during the Great Expedition, but the Second and Eleventh Legions...sir, I think I have rights and obligations. You must know the truth. What happened to those two legions?" Julius insisted: "I think I have the right to know!"

The smile on Fugen's face gradually disappeared.

  Updated, I finally caught up. In the evening, I had a full cow banquet with Dafeng. That’s great, and Dafeng laughed at me for being too light. My pants are SO! Obviously he emphasizes the taste and eats so salty! It's spicy!

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