Chapter 843, The Feast of the Primarch (Part 2) (5,400-Word Chapter!)

The "Enterprise" was ordered by Ryan from the Haimenguan Dwarf Engineering Association. It has a length of 137 meters and a width of 25 meters. Cannon, ten dwarven revolver brimstone machine guns and two independent dwarven helipads, which can be loaded with three dwarven rotor brimstone helicopters or bombers.

Compared with Fulgan's Santa Sophia, the Enterprise is not only equipped with a ram and a church with a nymph in the lake, but also has the latest torpedo launch port made by the Dwarf Engineers Association of Haimenguan and the ship on the bottom of the ship. Rune reinforcement.

However, there are gifts from the Lizardman on the Saint Sophia. Strictly speaking, the combat effectiveness of the two ships is roughly similar, after all, they are both blueprints given by the Emperor.

The two giant iron-clad ships looked like equals, and their appearance also made the whole of Bordeaux boil. The citizens rushed out to watch the elegance of the iron-clad ships, but they looked down on the former Boldro galleon. That's it, many Sea God knights yelled dissatisfiedly, and at the same time they secretly made up their minds to continue to expand the Mannan dry dock and build Boldrow's own ironclad ship.

The Enterprise can carry an army of up to 1,500 people, including sailors, gunners, crew members, and soldiers. Of course, this ship specially made a two-bedroom king suite for Ryan, a single room for officers, and those ordinary sailors And the soldiers can only squeeze the Datong shop.

Belgar's eldest son, Thorgrim Iron Hammer, led fifty or so bearded dwarves standing on the deck. Thorgrim Iron Hammer was only less than sixty years old this year, which was among the dwarves. It was considered too young and unreliable. Therefore, after these fifty dwarves were specially formed by Bellegar to form a "Mustache Revenge Team" and sent to Ryan to play for Ryan, Bellegar hoped that his The son can practice more 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 sanctuary...

Well, at least six hundred years to live.

Thorgreen-Iron Hammer stood in front of Ryan, Fulgrim, and Angron. The mustache puffed out his stomach triumphantly. His beard had just hung down to his chest. Bellegar's eldest son said to Ryan: "I have brought greetings from my father, the true king of the Eight Peaks, Belegar. How is Brother Lane doing? How are you doing? Has your beard grown? I will send my son and the sons of many dwarves under your command , experience here with you, please pay them enough rewards and enough ale."

"Welcome, very welcome, uh...Mr. Thorgreen." Ryan bent down and shook hands with Thorgreen-Iron Hammer. The King of Knights was a little bit pained to think of Bellegar's name, which 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, Thorgreen-Iron Hammer and his fifty mustaches joined Ryan's ranks. They also brought a roll of hate notices and prepared to go to Marienburg with Ryan to seek revenge: "Your Excellency Ryan , let us know when you're ready."

"No problem, it's been a long journey. I've already arranged a banquet. Let's take a good rest when you're full." Ryan nodded, and he signaled the mustache revenge team to go down and rest first.

The attendants moved a big table, a whole bottle of Bordeaux red wine, two barrels of Bagman beer, and some small dishes. The three Primarchs held a banquet directly on the deck, and Karona stood by Behind Forgan, as for Olika, she moved a chair and sat directly beside Ryan.

"I've heard many people say that dwarves are more trustworthy than humans." Angron said loudly: "The contract is black and white, as much as you do, you will be given as much as you are, and you are what you are. I like simplicity and harmony." Keep your word."

"Dwarves are indeed more believable than humans and elves,

But it can also mean being rigid and inflexible at times. Ryan nodded, and he said with a smile: "It's a bit like when dealing with machine guys." "

"I hate dealing with machine guys. I only use an ax to deal with machine guys." Angron shrugged, and he reached out to caress the cannons and dwarven brimstone revolvers on the deck, and patted them with satisfaction: " Hey, I remembered my Conqueror, but unfortunately I lost it later. It is said that the Conqueror has had many owners since then, but what does it matter? I now have my farm, my people and me Relatives, other things, it doesn't matter, give them away."

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

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

"Mysteries will lose their meaning in front of higher-level mysteries, and Slaanesh's tricks won't affect me." Fulgrim said with great certainty.

"Is our great father more mysterious than the four gods of chaos? I don't think so!" Angron's face was full of disgust and a kind of displeasure from the bottom of his heart when he mentioned the emperor: "What did he do? In his He made an unforgivable mistake when he created the Primarch. He thought I would obey him absolutely? Never mind! If he wants to destroy my current happiness, I will start my storm."

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

"Only sometimes?" Angron and Fulgrim said almost simultaneously.

The three primarchs looked at each other and laughed helplessly together.

"Six letters, what a father hates and disappoints the most!" Angron raised his glass first: "I'll come first! Angron (Angron!)"

"Luo Jia ()!" Forgan also picked up his glass.

"Magnus!" Ryan also raised his glass.

"I declare that Ryan won the victory this time!" Angron bent down with a smile, and he raised his glass for the second time: "Very well, next, twelve letters, beating a father is the most annoying and disappointing s things!"

"Magnusthered, the Red Son!" Fulgrim answered immediately.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

There was a cheerful air above the deck.

"It's my turn, everyone. Suppose Angron and Lorgar fall into the Eye of Terror together, who do you think father will save?" Now it was Fulgrim's turn to ask the question.

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

"Correct!" Fulgrim nodded repeatedly.

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

"Sanguinius?" Angron remembered something, and he looked at the Sunfire Amulet on Olika's chest.

"Wrong, father sent Jonson." Fulgan responded the fastest.

"Hahahaha~"

"The next question, one day Leman Ruth flipped through his diary, and he was immediately sure that someone had peeked at his diary. May I ask why?" Forgan continued.

"Because he found out that someone had corrected his spelling and grammar mistakes!" Angron said immediately, "Hey, Magnus likes to correct this best!"

"Ahaha~"

The banquet on the deck lasted for a while. After Ryan and Angron's emotions rose, Fulgan found an opportunity and finally spoke: "Angron, Ryan, I have a request."

"Say." Angron and Ryan both nodded.

"After all the things in this world are over, I want to be the Regent of the Empire!" Fulgan said openly: "I need your support, Ryan, and Angron, your support is very important to whether I can take office , especially Ryan, you know, you are unique to your father, and the power and will of the handprinter you symbolize are also important bargaining chips."

"You want to kill Guilliman?" Lion hadn't responded yet, Angron woke up immediately, and the Primarch of the World Eater frowned: "Well, let me think...you've met Lorgar, right? , what did Luo Jia say?"

"Luo Jia said he supported me!" Fulgan thought to himself. Sure enough, Angron listened to Luo Jia's words the most: "You know, brother."

"Very well, then I will support you." Angron said without hesitation, "What about you, Ryan?"

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

"Guilliman is just a sand sculpture, with a dull soul." Angron said dissatisfiedly: "Look at the holy scriptures he wrote. Jonson will be silent when he reads this stuff, and Russ will cry when he reads it. He is just reincarnated." Well done! Whoever it is, with his environment, can..."

"Don't say that. If I was still there, I would also agree to split 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 However, Fulgrim spoke for Guilliman instead: "In the absence of the Primarch, splitting is the general trend."

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

"So what about you? Ryan, what will you do to your heirs?" Fulgan turned and asked Ryan.

Ryan didn't think about how to answer for a while. Although he is the Primarch of the Gray Knights, he is only in his forties, and he is not as good as the Great Mentor in the Gray Knights. His current strength is only equivalent to At the level of the company commander of the Gray Knight Brotherhood, he was not yet ready to face his sons, and because of this, the Emperor only told a very small number of people about the existence of Ryan.

At this moment, the Sunfire Amulet on Olika's chest suddenly lit up.

A pair of pure white wings and the symbol of blood exudes a bright light inside the amulet. It is an incomparably warm, sincere and loving power. This light is very dazzling, but it will not hurt anyone at all, even Olika was touched by the light, and the dark elf looked at the amulet on his chest in surprise: "Master, this is?!"

"We are all brothers, we are all father's sons, why do you always want to compete? Forgan! Angron! And my new brother, Legacy of the Handprinter, Ryan Malcador?! "A familiar voice came from inside the talisman: "I hate seeing this situation, I have always hated it."

"!!!"

The three Primarchs instantly stood up.

"Sanguinius, are you... awake?"

……… I am the dividing line of Wo Lidou………

At the same time, in the east of Britannia, in the Duchy of Palaon, in the middle of the Gray Mountains, in the village of Sangraz.

Along the rammed dirt road and wild grass, the two uninvited guests walked towards this village that had been forgotten in history for many years.

The village of Sangraz is located at the foot of the Gray Mountains. It is a village of about 800 people. The most famous of this village is that it is very close to the Castle of the Eternal Dragon Rock. The Tania people have countless painful memories.

When Heinrich Kemmler, the great necromancer of the sanctuary, was in his heyday, this castle used to be one of his branches in the Gray Mountains. He sent an army of undead to occupy it and slaughtered the residents of Sangratz. After Kemler was defeated and killed in the Blackstone Stronghold and La-Messonnell Abbey, the Eternal Dragon Rock Castle was regained by humans again, but due to the ancient and weirdness of this castle, neither the Britannian knights nor the dwarves The people intend to stay here for a long time. They wiped out Kemler's hoard and the remaining wealth of Longyan Castle of the Eternal and handed it over to the dwarves for purification. Then they sealed the entire castle and forbid anyone to approach it.

A few years later, many Britannians and imperial people came to the village of Sangratz to live again. Although the village failed to restore its former prosperity, it also slightly restored some of its former glory due to the lack of aristocratic rule to pay less taxes. There are about two or three hundred people living here, and the Justice Church saw an opportunity to preach here, and built a temple of twin-tailed comets here.

But today, a very 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 sacred scriptures exuding golden light are engraved all over his face. Dozens of pieces of parchment are fixed with wax seals on his tattered clothes. Writing the same terrible holy words and burning platinum flames, his face is full of vicissitudes and compassion.

Every step he took, the land affected by the nearby undead castle seemed to be liberated, the corruption faded away, and the sacred power purified every inch of the land. The fragrance of laurel branches was scattered in the air. One sacred character after another, it will take several minutes for these characters to disappear, all around him are words praising a certain human master, praising his great achievements and strength, as he walks along, the singing of hymns faintly , The sound of chanting in the mouth is endless, the mountains and plants are bowing their heads to him, time even stopped, around him, there are faintly golden angels flying back and forth, forming a radiant net.

Originally, people were full of hostility and vigilance towards these two very tall foreigners, but when they saw the living saint coming to the world, the serfs of Brittania and the residents of the empire immediately knelt down in groups Next, offer your best, and beg the living saint to grant God's blessing.

The living saint is 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 God's grace, and he spit out a few truths gently from his mouth. The villagers recovered immediately. Some villagers prayed for good luck, and the living saint generously blessed them. Some villagers prayed for protection, and the living saint personally took parchment and wrote sacred symbols on it.

There were also greedy guys who asked for a lot, but the living saint laughed and said nothing. The greedy villagers immediately felt the sense of shame and lowliness deep in their souls, and they knelt down on the spot and cried loudly, begging for forgiveness.

In this way, in less than two hours, the villagers of the whole village have knelt at the feet of the living saint willingly. When the living saint asked to know the specific location, access method and history of the castle of the eternal Longyan, these The villagers scrambled to tell him everything they knew.

After the matter was over, the living saint quietly left the village.

Under an oak tree about two kilometers away from the village, a man in black robe was waiting. When he saw the living saint appearing, the Lord of Humanity said in a patient tone, "Have you heard about it? Lorgar?"

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

"Before my patience reaches its limit, tell me everything." The emperor's eyes were full of disgust, obviously he didn't have a good impression of Luo Jia's way: "Time is precious."

"Yes." Luo Jia nodded lightly. He also knew that he would accept as soon as he was good. He was not Magnus, and he had to wait until he was beaten before he was willing: "The information is accurate. Father, the former owner of Longyan the Eternal, is called Drakenfels is an immortal, his age is more than 15,000 years old, it is said that before the ancient saints came to this world, Drakefels had already lived in this world, and saw with his own eyes To the coming of the Old Ones."

"Eternal life, 15,000 years, then this person is very likely to have arrived in this world in the Golden Age...at least before the Iron Man Rebellion." The emperor nodded slightly: "Go on, Lorgar, go on , what else do you know?"

"It is said that there are still many secrets in the castle of this 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 a mortal in this world, an expedition team led by Prince Oswald, but it was later proved that Prince Oswald failed, he just killed The body of the Eternal, as for later, the failed Prince Oswald committed suicide, just to get rid of the influence of the Eternal."

"Now, this castle is within a deep mountain about fifteen kilometers away, and there are endless monsters, greenskins, mutants, beastmen, skavens, minotaurs and undead creatures inside... There are Chaos Demons." Lorgar laughed playfully, "You who gave Guilliman the sword, can you deal with these enemies?"

"Come on, Lorgar." The Emperor stood up. As Lorgar said, his sword had been given to Guilliman, and the Lord of Humankind ignored Lorgar's taunt: "Let us go to Take a look at the castle, what is the origin of this immortal."

"By the way, this is also Ryan's request. His chief female courtier wants a new parliamentary headquarters. He chooses here and there, and he thinks this is the best place."

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