Warhammer Throne

?ps; The northern barbarians are the four gods. Everyone only worships one of the four chaotic gods. It's not that tribes that mainly believe in fear and abuse will have no wizards.

When Egil and dozens of chaos warriors of Scalins stepped into the ruined village, the front-line scouts heard news.

In the storm and cold wind, a predator rider galloped up on a war horse. A series of human heads hung behind his mount. The expressions on many of the skulls remained at the moment of extreme fear before dying. Oozing.

"My king! Our fleet has encircled this island. No living person will escape, and no one will send the letter from here." The scout said towards Egil.

"What about the war?" Egil's voice was calm. The king's battle axe was eager for blood, but such a weak southerner couldn't satisfy Egil.

"All the stubborn southerners on the island have retreated to a temple." The scout continued: "That is the temple of the goddess in the lake on the Landry Island."

"Hall of the Immortal Goddess in the Lake?" Egil asked suspiciously.

The king of Scarlins has repeatedly looted south, but he has always been deeply contemptuous of the low beliefs of southerners, so he has never tried to understand the beliefs here.

"Let me speak, father." His son, Chaos Wizard Chakoi took the conversation, and he calmly said to Egil: "The fairy in the lake is considered a symbol and model of chivalry... About a thousand years ago, Arthur, a lord of Bastogne, was blessed by this **** when he was defeated..."

On the way, Chakoy explained in detail the faith in the fairy in the lake, but Egil only felt contempt and disgust. The champion of the fear of **** said disdainfully: "The hypocritical little god, weak and depraved, caring for the loser, the slightest There is no such unpredictable and wise and enterprising as the true gods in the north, who are only satisfied with their own weak rule, this kind of **** is destined to be destroyed."

On the island, only the guards in the Temple of the Immortal Goddess in the lake continued to resist. The predators used simple siege pillars to hit the gate of the temple. The wooden gate heard the sound of cracking, and Egil could even hear it. Helpless prayers and crying in the temple.

This made him hate these low-class southerners even more.

Soon, the gate of the temple was smashed, hundreds of barbarian predators rushed into the temple and carried out a frantic massacre. No one could be spared. A sacred lady of the lake tried hard to release the protection divine art to protect the civilians, but An oncoming axe knocked her to the ground, and the blood stained her white dress.

Egil came to the sacred lady of the lake surrounded by the Scarlet Guard, and the king of Scarlins looked at the fallen sacred lady of the lake with contemptuous eyes.

"You will be cursed! Disgusting barbarian!" The holy lady of the lake said in a vicious tone: "You destroy the lady's holy place, you will be cursed by the lady, and your head will be chopped off by the noble holy grail knight and become Lady’s spoils."

"Ha! Hahaha!" Egil laughed loudly. The laughter was indescribably cruel and bloody. He didn't get angry. On the contrary, the face of the horrified God-chosen champion was hideous and playful. He motioned to his men not to. Kill the holy lady of the lake, but let her witness the tragedy in the temple with her own eyes.

The original clean and tidy temple was covered in blood. All the serfs and freemen who hid in the temple of the goddess in the lake were slaughtered. The barbarian warriors laughed, took their heads off their heads, and chopped down the guards. Take the refugees out of their hiding place and tear them apart.

"Before you die, you have understood that your death is not meaningless. The great blood **** will enjoy your blood and heart. Soon, the will of the gods will walk on your land in Brittania, chaos. The power will sweep the world, your proud legion will be slaughtered, and at the last moment, the great horror will use his brass axe to chop down your lake fairy, her head will be with her pride Fall on the ground together." Egil said slowly, his tall body blocked the sun, leaving only shadows: "Now, you know the truth."

After the words were finished, the **** battle axe fell, and the deathless head of the holy woman of the lake rolled down the steps of the temple, and landed beside the statue of the **** in the temple.

The barbarian warriors like the tide flooded the entire temple.

Egil stepped on the head of the sacred lady of the lake. He raised his head and watched with satisfaction the gift he presented to the horror-a feast of blood.

The horrified god-chosen champion immediately noticed something unpleasant. It was a statue in the middle of the temple. This statue depicts the fairy in the lake crying for the common people.

The idol seems to have spirituality, Egil seems to feel a pair of cold eyes looking at him directly through the statue, the horrified god-chosen champion feels a sense of irritation for no reason, he is full of anger, the battle axe is waving, the fairy in the lake The statue of God was chopped into two pieces and shattered to the ground.

In fact, as Egil imagined, nothing happened.

This undoubtedly verified the superiority of the northern gods, and Egil yelled: "Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull offering skull seat!"

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull offering skull seat!!!" In the endless gunpowder and ruins, all the barbarian armies roared, shaking the sky, as if swearing that the wrath of the north would come.

Chaos wizard Chakoi simply used magic to foretell the woman who was destined to give birth to the heir to the God of Horror Chosen Champion.

This woman was hiding in a cave on a coastal cliff on the Isle of Landry, and Egil immediately ordered his powerful chaos champion Kovindev to lead his guard to the cave.

About an hour later, Kovindev brought back a young and beautiful woman. She had a beautiful appearance and a charming temperament. When she saw this woman, Egil immediately realized that she was the oracle of fear of abuse. The woman who can give birth to a son for herself in China: "Who are you?"

"Hangest..." The woman calmly walked in front of Egil among countless chaos warriors: "I also received the oracle, and the gods let us meet."

"Hangust? This is not your original name. You have golden hair and blue eyes. You were once a nobleman in this kingdom." Egil said calmly, "Tell me, your original name."

"My original name was... Elizabeth, but it doesn't matter anymore, I'm just a downright person now." The woman trembled at Egil's tall body and terrible power, but she was still forcefully calm: "You Need me, right?"

"I don't need you, but I need a son."

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Brittany, South, Earl of Glamorgan.

In the early hours of the morning, the sky was dim, and Ryan was sleeping soundly with the dark elf in her arms on the big bed in the bedroom of the earl’s castle. Olica’s face was blushing, she put her arms around Ryan’s neck and leaned against his chest.

"Ryan~Ryan~wake up~" A soft call resounded in the mind of the champion of the Lake Fairy Goddess.

Ryan woke up from his dream, and being awakened in the early morning made him feel a little uncomfortable, but the count still got up quickly: "My lady?"

"Ryan, come, come to my tower, something happened in the north." The fairy in the lake's voice was a little urgent.

"I'm coming right away!" Ryan got up, put on his clothes, Olica rubbed her eyes in a daze, "Master? What's the matter?"

"There is an oracle, you can rest first, Olica." Ryan kissed the dark elf affectionately on the lips.

"Yeah." The dark elf kissed Ryan softly, and then continued to rest. Ryan changed his clothes and hurried towards the fairy tower in the lake.

When Ryan rushed to the fairy tower in the lake, the lake fairy Lilith and the lake **** witch Mojana were there. Seeing Ryan coming over, Mojana gave Ryan a worried look. She was obviously the same as Ryan. He was just pulled up from the bed by the fairy in the lake.

"What's the matter, my lady?" Ryan strode to the lake fairy's side and said suspiciously.

The fairy in the lake was wearing a rose, black gauze, and carved ink dress. She was a little relieved when she saw Ryan came: "Ryan, something has happened. The Scarlins tribe in the north went south. They captured Landry Island and slaughtered. Destroyed the residents there and destroyed my temple!"

A huge map was spread on the large table in the room, and the fair and white jade of the fairy in the lake pointed in an archipelago in the northwest of the Principality of Lyonasse.

"Barbarian, Scarlins..." Ryan narrowed his eyes.

He used to be a knight of the kingdom of Nord, and he is naturally no stranger to these northern barbarians, but at this point in time is very strange. Barbarians usually start plundering in autumn and winter, and stop plundering when spring begins in February and March and return. Northern Wasteland.

Although known as the Northern Wasteland, this place is still warm for one to one and a half months each year. This is the only opportunity for the northern barbarians to grow land and replenish livestock.

And now it's April, this season is actually a very strange thing for the barbarians to go south.

"Lyonase is very weak now. The serfs occupy the castle of Barrymont in the north. The limited army in the principality is stationed everywhere to counter the rebellion. The problem lies here. Land, this duchy has the longest stretch of coastline of all the duchy of Brittany, and it also has to face the cursed city of Moussilon in the south. Dalheide will face its own shortage of forces. Now the barbarians in the north are invading. Lady of, we must unite a sufficient number of knights to defeat the berserkers of Scalins." Lane said towards the fairy in the lake.

"I know that I have entrusted the Holy Grail Knight Commander Ulles to the dream to lead a team of Holy Grail knights to call for reinforcements to support Lyonace at the same time, and urge Dahlheide to organize an army to deal with the tribe of Scarlins." Huzhong The fairy nodded, and she pointed to Kurona, the capital of the Knight Kingdom, where Ulles, Knight Commander of the Holy Grail, was stationed there.

Curona is indeed much closer to the Principality of Lyonasse. Ryan has no opinion on this. In fact, he lacks an excuse to intervene in this matter. The war in the north is a matter for the Duke of Lyonasse. If the king does not order, or Ryan could not intervene in this matter without asking for help.

"Ryan, you don't need to be dispatched for the north for the time being." The fairy in the lake thought for a while, still shook her head.

Ryan is her champion of choice, and the fairy in the lake can't rely on him for everything.

"oh, I understand now."

"But be prepared to mobilize your territory, my champion, I have a hunch." The lake fairy suddenly said uncertainly: "Maybe...this invasion doesn't seem normal, Yule Si is the knight commander of the Holy Grail, and also a strong swordsman who can compare with Ludwig, the empire's flag officer. He should be able to solve the problem."

"But if Jules can't solve the problem, my champion, I need you at that time." The lake fairy turned to Mogiana and said: "Mogiana, send the message to Annara, let her follow Yule Act together."

"Yes!" Morgiana walked towards the third floor with the fairy in the lake. Ryan still stayed on the fourth floor and looked at the map.

The fairy in the lake followed Mogiana downstairs.

As he descended the stairs, the fairy in the lake said casually: "You seem to have a very good time during this time, Morgiana."

There was an indescribable strange smell in the tone of the fairy in the lake.

At the same time, her gaze was staring straight at Morjana's lower abdomen.

Morgiana blushed and looked up: "I... my lady..."

"A lot will happen today, let Ryan leave."

"Yes Yes."

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