Chapter 768, The Eve of the Great War and the Old Dwarf
The appearance of Ryan finally calmed down the entire camp. The king is the only guy in the entire camp who can suppress the wood elves and dwarves at the same time. The wood elves need Ryan for trade. As for the Anglund clan, Ryan is also convinced. Hearing that Ryan had successfully advanced to the high level of the sanctuary, Bellega also stopped, and the king of Eight Peaks Mountain was making final preparations.
Ryan didn't rush into the meeting, he had to try to master the new abilities he had acquired.
His psionic energy touched the cold void, and the psionic energy of the Primarch appeared in the entire subspace as extremely bright light spots of order, connecting into a mysterious symbol. Ryan manipulated his psionic power to his heart's content, He begins to unfold, to explore.
Well, the dark magic power source more than ten meters away and the one with my spirit pattern mark must be Olika who is guarding the door. Ryan felt it and nodded.
Now that you can feel Olika, what about Veronica?
Ryan further extended his power, and his psychic energy covered hundreds of meters from the house. Soon, Ryan found where Veronica was, and Witch Garland was hiding in her tent with a fire It is a magic element, but even under the accumulation of a large number of fire elements, the spirit mark under the brand of Ryan on Veronica's lower abdomen is still very clear.
She has also worked hard for her, Ryan smiled upon hearing this, Veronica has contributed a lot to this year's Great Expedition, although the harvest is also very attractive, but she was able to come here because of herself, Jialan, who is strong in the sanctuary The witch didn't say anything, but Ryan still puts Ryan first in everything. Now the weather is cold, and it is not suitable for Veronica to use fire magic. She is still trying to condense part of the fire mana to reserve.
In fact, the cold weather should be Teresa's home field, but the sorceress is not a sanctuary, and even if she comes, she will not be of much use in the whole war in the badlands or even the battle of Valaya's gate At most, it can only be used in front of the gate of Bafeng Mountain at most. This is really not worth the loss. Ryan did not intend to let her come. As for Aurora, she is useful, but Ryan does not completely trust her.
Yes, not complete trust, not complete distrust, but not complete trust.
Then why did Ryan let Aurora's mother and daughter form MI7?
The answer is simple, no one is available, and at the same time, Ryan has to establish a balance. During the process of rising, he is a little too dependent on Suria and the knights and nobles behind her.
"Okay, let me try my new ability." Ryan closed his eyes and began to try to cast spells with psionic energy.
The bright psychic light illuminated the entire room, and soon, the boundary between the subspace and the mortal world was torn apart, and the pale blue psychic vortex flashed continuously, gradually opening a bright portal.
Veronica appeared in the portal. Witch Garland fell from the air screaming and was hugged by Ryan. Witch Garland panicked at first. She almost thought that she had not controlled her mana properly and attracted the Chaos Demon , or was sucked into the subspace, and it turned out that it was Ryan, and Witch Jialan's face became ugly. She was so angry that she patted Ryan's face lightly with the back of her hand: "Honey! What are you doing?" Hey! You almost scared me to death! I thought I was sucked into the Chaos Portal!"
What Veronica said is not without reason. More than a hundred years ago, the Imperial Academy of Wizardry Alchemy was first established, and the management of the alchemy wizards inside was not as perfect as it was later. An alchemy wizard failed to cast a spell and accidentally summoned After entering the Chaos Portal, a strange demon and a Khorne dog came out of it, killing all the alchemy wizards in the entire Alchemy Academy. In the end, the Tzeentch Demon and the Khorne dog were still fighting in the Alchemy Academy It was not until a day later that the Chaos tide receded, the Chaos demons disappeared, and the witchcraft disguise of the Tzeentch demon was lifted, and the empire discovered the disaster.
Historically, there have been many incidents in the Garland Council. Although Veronica is protected from being corrupted by chaos with Ryan's spirit pattern, she naturally has many spellcasting mistakes and even backlashes. She was terrified.
"It's the same way, I understand." Ryan hugged Veronica's delicate body, and the King of Knights pondered: "I understand, how father sent Angron out of the crisis."
"Brother Angron?" Veronica calmed down after a brief panic, and Witch Garland sat on Ryan's lap in reproach. She was wearing a set of starry night elf's dazzling black amber charming hip skirt today. , with a pair of slender and straight black silk long legs under the skirt, stepping on black suede high-heeled shoes, Witch Garland smiled and said, "How can a man as powerful as Brother Angron be in crisis? Don't lie to me."
"No matter how strong you are, you are nothing more than a demigod." Ryan said meaningfully. He reached out and gently wiped oil on the pair of black silk legs of his chief female courtier. Under the thin black stockings was Veronica's delicate With smooth skin, Witch Jialan slapped Ryan's hand away a little embarrassed and unhappy: "Okay, honey, I don't know what new abilities you got, but if you summoned me here for this Let’s talk about it at night, or you can go to your Olika, and I will continue to condense my magic power during the day to prepare for the next big battle.”
"I'm just testing my new ability." Ryan put his arms around Veronica's waist when he saw this: "I tested the first ability, and now it's the second."
"The second one?" Veronica hadn't realized what Ryan was saying, a light blue psychic vortex erupted in the room, and the two disappeared in place instantly: "Whew~"
After a burst of psychic energy fluctuations, Ryan and Veronica had already appeared two kilometers away from the previous position. On the eastern city wall of the stream outpost, Veronica's black high-heeled shoes stepped on the thick snow. Witch Lan looked at the nearby snow scene in disbelief: "Honey, have you learned the mass teleportation technique?!"
"Spiritual crossing, there are up to thirty to forty people at a time, and the distance is up to three kilometers." Ryan put Veronica down, and he realized his new power: "Damn, this world is suppressed by the great guardian and the maelstrom It's too serious, otherwise I should be able to teleport very far."
"Your new ability?" Veronica looked at the heavy snow falling from the sky, and took the initiative to put her cloak on the shoulders of Ryan, who was only wearing single clothes: "Go back to the room first, and don't get caught in the snow outside."
"Psychic recall, psychic jump." Ryan nodded, and activated the psychic jump again. A second later, the two returned to the king's golden tent in an instant.
Lane began to deal with various news and business.
According to the information of the dwarf ranger in Bellegar, Skarsnik is concentrating all his troops. The large-scale mobilization of troops shows that the general of Eight Peaks Mountain is ready to fight him. The ogre army of the Stomach tribe has approached Mount Eight Peaks under the command of the ogre warlord Braut-Big Stomach. Skarsnik not only used the crown of the Eight Peaks Mountain and a large amount of food to trade with the Ogre tribe, but also Half of the Grits in Eight Peaks Mountain feed this ogre tribe.
Although it is said that the farts eaten by the green skins cannot be eaten by other races, the ogres are different. There is nothing that this race cannot eat. When they are frantic with hunger, the ogres can even eat rocks and dirt. To satisfy the hunger (of course, it is not very useful, if you really want to be full, you still need solid food and meat), facing tens of thousands of delicious barbecue farts, the ogres agreed to Skarsnik's Employment contracts.
Bellegar was very confident about being able to hire the ogre. It can be seen that Skarsnik paid such a huge price without hesitation. The King of Eight Peaks really has nothing to say. This time it is really going to be desperate.
Although Skarsnik is very cunning and cunning, but this green-skinned warlord also has the courage to fight and dare to fight everything at critical moments. Even Bellegar, who hates Skarsnik so much, The Sufferer agrees with this.
As for the Skaven being very quiet, Bellegar judged that there were only two possibilities. One possibility was that the headhunter, Quick, was planning an even more despicable and terrifying plan, and he was ready to clean up the mess.
As for the second possibility... even Ryan felt a lot of pressure after hearing it, but in any case, if the problem of Bafeng Mountain can be solved at one time and so much trouble is saved, that is acceptable.
As for the field battle proposed by Belega and the defense of the city proposed by the wood elves, Ryan finally chose to go out of the city for a field battle. The stream outpost is really dilapidated. Under the destruction of the green skins, the place has been deserted for thousands of years. Although the dwarves have repaired part of it, it is still too reluctant to defend the city.
Ryan understood what Alaros meant. The Wood Elf heroes played with you leading the line in front, and we planned to shoot at the back.
However, fighting out of the city can maximize the impact advantage of the Britannian heavy cavalry. Ryan finally made up his mind to go out to fight in the field. Bellegar naturally clapped his hands and said happily that the Ryan brothers knew dwarves best, and the sharp ears of the forest were all Sand sculpture, Alaros was very unconvinced. After many polite proposals and suggestions, he was forced to accept the opinion of going out of the city to fight in the field, but Ryan could see that the wood elf hero still wanted to defend the city.
He could only suppress Alaros' dissatisfaction temporarily, not because of Ryan's own prestige, but Lilith's exhortation to Alaros to listen to Ryan and not let him get hurt.
When the brave man said these words, his voice was full of sourness, but Ryan laughed it off.
Now, the entire camp is preparing for war.
In the wind and snow and the fallen leaves, on the square of the ruins of the dwarven houses, the real King of the Eight Peaks, Bellegar-Iron Hammer, sat on a stone, holding a pipe in his hand, and was drinking. Clouds and fog.
Around him are hundreds of dwarf soldiers who are eating sandwiches and drinking beer. The dwarves are eating, fighting and arguing loudly. Not only did Bellegar not stop him, but he was happy to see this scene, which represented the vitality of the dwarf clan .
It has been a long time since the decline and decline of the dwarves, and now the number of older dwarves has exceeded the number of young dwarves. If it weren't for Ryan's help and assistance, a large group of young dwarves in the clan had obtained enough food and various training. This decline will continue, but one day, the young dwarves will take up the armor and axes and hammers of their elders, and go to the front line to continue fighting for glory and clan.
What would that look like? Thinking of this, Bellega couldn't help showing a smile. He looked at the gate of the Titans in the distance, and stretched his legs to enjoy the scenery. On the top of the mountains, he could see the rolling hills many kilometers away. Hard rock and sparse vegetation, as well as the faintly visible Eight Peaks Mountain, the giant stone statues of Granny and Grimnir in front of the mountain are watching everything, and they are about to witness this great battle.
"Your kingdom fell here more than three thousand years ago, Your Majesty Belegar." At this time, a voice came from behind Belegar. The King of Eight Peaks Mountain turned his head and found a very old man wearing a Behind him stood a white-bearded dwarf in a simple rope-lock belt, a stranger in a blue woolen smock, holding an ancient dwarven scroll in his rough, cracked hands: "And now, you want to take it back .”
"Only by recovering Eight Peaks Mountain can my clan and I usher in the final revival." Bellegar replied earnestly. He took the pipe from his mouth and looked at the old dwarf strangely. In terms of length, he can be his grandfather: "Who are you? You are not a warrior of my clan, where do you come from?"
"I come from Eternal Peak." The old dwarf nodded, and he walked behind Bellegar: "I'm just an old craftsman who is good at making and repairing weapons to make a little money. I think you may need my help, so I'm coming."
"Thank you for your helping hand, and may Grannie be with you." Bellegar nodded: "Those who can lend a helping hand at this juncture are all friends, please sit down."
The old dwarf sat beside Bellega, and he also stretched out his legs, took out a glass of Bagman xxx dark beer and drank it: "This will be an extremely brilliant battle, I am very glad that you found enough A powerful ally, but as an elder, I still want to pass on some life experience to you."
"I have nothing to teach. If you want to tell me that Brother Lane is unreliable, then I won't look good on you. Valaya, Brother Lane is my friend, my friend forever." Bellegar said very much Muttering unhappily, the King of Bafeng Mountain said awkwardly: "I don't think I need your advice."
The old dwarf didn't answer immediately. He skillfully took out a small packet of tobacco and stuffed it into his pipe, then took out a fire, and struck it three times before lighting it. Then the dwarf said slowly: "Lyan Malcador? He is barely a qualified fighter, barely, but you have to remember that he is the only person the dwarves can trust, and no one else is worth mentioning, Bellegar King, you have to know that human life is too short and fragile. Look at the empire, besides Charlemagne and Ludwig the savior, is there another qualified emperor... But at least for now, we can really trust Ryan -Malcador and his knight allies, you know that's not what I'm talking about, I'm talking about another group of despicable, indecent and disgusting guys who have betrayed the great covenant, I won't mention the sharp-eared names here. "
"You mean..." Bellegar was thoughtful, the King of Eight Peaks Mountain obviously thought of something, he looked suspiciously at the old dwarf behind him, he was wearing a long cloak, covering his whole body Get up, but it is obvious that there is an ax-shaped thing pinned to his waist: "You are here to help me, aren't you?"
"I'm very happy. I thought that recovering Eight Peaks Mountain would be an impossible task, but Bellegar, you turned the impossible into a possibility. Now, it's not far away from recovering Eight Peaks Mountain. As long as you and your knights The allies beat that greenskin and that rat in this battle, and you might have a chance, I mean, a chance." The old dwarf nodded.
"This is my oath, I will definitely regain Eight Peaks Mountain." Bellegar's eyes lit up: "Oath, this is the bond that maintains our clan."
"Yes, the Kingdom of the Mountains will surely be revived again." The old dwarf's slow and low voice sounded as if there was a thousand weights: "As long as the oath is fulfilled, it is as firm as a rock!"
"Go, King Belegar, may Valaya guide your path, may your will be like the broken iron of Granny, may your strength be like Grimnir's battle-axe, and may you succeed."
Bellegar nodded slowly, he sent a black crow high into the sky under the eyes of the old dwarf, watching the crow fly to the distance, the King of Eight Peaks Mountain said with emotion.
"This day has finally come!"