Chapter 1140, Regent Tyrion

Latest URL: The Phoenix King is missing.

When the high elves face endless threats, when the sky is roaring, when wildfires burn across the fertile plains, when the Anuli Mountains are turbulent, when lightning and flames rain down from the mountain peaks, when endless demons of chaos rise from the clouds and mist The peak of the mountain roared down, when the tide of chaos descended along with the torrential rain, lightning and thick poisonous fog.

Both the Phoenix King and the Eternal Queen were unexpectedly unresponsive.

Trees mutate, animals go crazy and grow tentacles, the land decays into a mass of mud, and warehouses full of food become a foul-smelling gathering place for countless mosquitoes. , almost every high elf is calling, Phoenix King, Eternal Queen, our king, where are you?

There is no response, the Phoenix King Court is now in a state of permanent closure, no matter how high-spirited nobles and public opinion representatives plead and call, the hard-hearted Phoenix King Fenuba has no response.

The high elves were forced to start arming themselves, and the ten kingdoms fought on their own. In the absence of a commander and overall coordination, the high elves took out their own weapons and fought to defend their beloved hometown.

The Kingdom of Charis was engulfed in flames, and the Tzeentch demon spread the colorful flames of Tzeentch in the forest. While maintaining the Maelstrom, the wizards of the White Tower of Safray had to deal with the challenges of the Tzeentch wizards riding on the Frisbee .

Soldiers from the Kingdom of Kesikui and the Kingdom of Elyon gathered together, and the plague of Nurgle was spreading on the originally fertile land.

The Khorne demons are eyeing Itain and Tyren Locke, the vampires are looking for a skull that can satisfy Khorne, and the Slaanesh demons are driving a carriage, dancing and singing, in the high spirit Drink Dadan in the manor.

All the kingdoms were in a state of emergency, and the battle was intense, until Imrik, Prince of Caledor, appeared. Caledor was the first high-elf kingdom to completely wipe out the Chaos Demon by his own power, and Imrik was freed. Assembling an army to support other kingdoms, Prince Caledon was very puzzled why the Kodak Duck did not take any action, so he personally led a group of dragon princes to Lothern.

This high-spirited legendary hero "relying on his waist" by Finnuba, the last bloodline of the dragon trainer Caledor, strode into the Phoenix King's Court regardless of the stop of the captain of the White Lion Guard, Kosir. At that time, Imrik's face was very strange. On the one hand, Prince Caledon seemed to be a little sad. For the proud Caledonian, he would only see him when his close dragon partner and Boze died in battle. On the other hand, many people said that Imrik's face was burning with ambition.

Sure enough, the first thing Imrik did was to announce himself that, in Tyrion's absence,

He will temporarily act as the Warlord. For this request, because of the urgent need for the support of Caledor's army, Imrik was quickly satisfied, and he was appointed as the acting Warlord.

However, Imrik was not satisfied, and soon when Prince Caledor once again asked to control the major personnel appointments of the entire high elves and part of the financial power of the Phoenix Royal Court, voices of doubt followed, and many Azul realized that if Agreeing to Imrik's request, Prince Nacaledor would actually control the Phoenix Court and would soon be able to announce certain decisions naturally, so many high-elf nobles refused to accept this condition.

Imrik's response is very simple. All the high-elf kingdoms and high-elf nobles who accept the conditions can get the support of Caledor's powerful army. All those who refuse Imrik's proposal must try to protect themselves, Kale The multi-army will not provide any more help.

"The heart of Imrik is well known to all passers-by."

—Lothern Street Proverb

Therefore, when the Tai brothers and a group of high-elite heroes returned with their defeated army, they found that the whole of Ulthuan was a battlefield. Only the most daring of the High Elf nobles of Merek would speak openly of the possibility of reclaiming lost ground from the Chaos Daemons.

Tyrion is such a smart and politically powerful existence. The warlord almost immediately realized that Imrik was trying to become the Phoenix King, and his ambition had already swelled like a tide. Even so, Tyrion knew that he and Teclis and the high-elf heroes must thank Prince Caledor and his army. If the dragon army hadn't been dispatched, the situation in Ulthuan would have deteriorated beyond control, but Imrik's approach also meant that He used this as a bargaining chip and capital to assist Prince Caledor to advance to the Phoenix throne again.

It stands to reason that Tyrion at this time must suppress Imrik's ambitions, and at the same time reunite the "Pro-Caledonian faction" and the "Anti-Caledonian faction" that have been substantially divided throughout Ulthuan , at this time only Tyrion can do it.

However, Tyrion still only has Alisara in his heart at this time. The war lord ordered the ten high-spirited kingdoms to mobilize enough troops while resisting the invasion of chaos, preparing to organize another high-spirited army to go to the old world to rescue Elsara. Sarah.

Even under the threat of demons, Lothern, the capital of the Phoenix King, is still as splendid and luxurious as before. In the magnificent courtyard of the high elves, Teclis, the supreme mage of the Magister Council of the White Tower of Hoeth, strode into the courtyard. within.

In the courtyard, Eltharion, Prince of Yris, and Attila, Princess of Tyrannok, both greeted Teclis, but the Supreme Master was a little unhappy. Teclis didn't know what Tyrion knew, and how much he knew. But in the most critical bald head, Tyrion chose to trust Eltharion and Etila, and these two elf heroes are also one of the few high-level elves who know the truth about Alisara's life experience.

"Brother, you must stand up." Teclis said to Tyrion. The war lord had locked himself in the conference room to study tactics for a whole day, and the Supreme Master said helplessly: "You must take over Osu All of Ann's army, or Imrik will split Asur apart, and if Ulthuan is swallowed by demons, what's the point of us saving Alisara?"

"Are you teaching me how to do things? My younger brother." Tyrion turned his head suddenly, and he glanced at Teclis: "She is your niece, Teclis, she is our future."

"No..." Teclis sighed, and the Supreme Master persuaded again: "You know very well that only the daughter of the Phoenix King and the Eternal Queen can become the next Eternal Queen."

"Isn't she the daughter of Finuba and Alarielle?" Tyrion's expression was quite impatient: "Isn't she the orthodox eternal queen?"

"No, she's not, she won't be the Eternal Queen." Teclis suddenly sighed: "Brother, guess what I saw on your face?"

"What?"

"The curse of Kane, the handsome face of the blood-handed god, is already so clear." Teclis took a deep breath and said coldly: "The curse from our blood is eroding your sanity, if you continue like this , you will bring destruction to Asur."

"..." Tyrion's expression froze, and something called a sense of honor and responsibility suddenly rose in the heart of the war lord. He immediately covered his heart, unable to breathe in pain.

Teclis waited silently in the shadows for Tyrion's answer.

"You are so indifferent, Teclis, isn't Alisara your niece?" If you admit your mistakes easily, then it is not Tyrion. The weak side: "Yes, you have always been so cold-faced and cold-hearted. Compared with Alisara, you are more willing to deal with your goddess Lilith and the magic scroll of the White Tower Library. Maybe you are only suitable for dealing with Lizardmen as friends."

Teclis suddenly had nothing to say, the Supreme Master opened his mouth, and finally could only say: "The fate of our race depends on you, brother, you need to make a choice."

Tyrion was silent, the sense of duty and honor as the warlord and guardian of Ulthuan, as well as the sense of responsibility and love as a father fought in his chest.

"Ulthuan, heroes are needed." Teclis put down the last words, and turned to leave.

At the end of leaving the room, the Supreme Master muttered a sentence in his heart.

I'm sorry, brother, forgive me.

After Teclis left, Eltharion walked up to Tyrion: "Lord, the future of Azul is decided in your hands."

"Azul's future has never been in my hands!" Tyrion said coldly: "Let's go, let's go to the Temple of Asuryan, the Lord of the Phoenix, who will determine the future of Ulthuan."

Apart from anything else, Tyrion, Etharion, and Etila immediately set off to the Asuryan Platinum Phoenix Pyramid on the Flame Island.

This process was surprisingly smooth.

The Phoenix Priests and the Captain of the Phoenix Guard, Kazhuo Yin, still failed to get any oracle and prophecy from Asuryan as they have been for thousands of years. Similarly, the Phoenix Priests have been used to making choices on behalf of Asuryan. It’s all the same, the Lord of the Phoenix hardly speaks or publishes any oracle. In the past two thousand years, only the captain of the Phoenix Guard, Kazhuoyin, has obtained the holy emblem of Asuryan, but like all the Phoenix Guards, Kazhuoyin himself This is silent.

When Tyrion, Elsharion and Etila came to the Phoenix Pyramid, all the Phoenix priests believed that Tyrion was the choice of Asuryan because he was the first to come to the Pyramid of the Lord of the Phoenix.

Ten thousand Phoenix guards knelt down at the same time, dozens of golden halberd phalanxes declared their allegiance to the war lord Tyrion under the announcement of the Phoenix priests, and the Phoenix priests proudly declared that Tyrion was Asuryan s Choice.

"The Lord of the Phoenix chose you, Tyrion." Eltharion walked in front of Tyrion, and Prince Yris told Tyrion his decision in the most sincere and serious tone: "Go back, Great Lord of War, go meet your destiny."

"But what about Alisara?" Tyrion was very shaken, and the sense of honor, responsibility and mission in the heart of the war lord began to overwhelm everything.

"Leave it to me and Attila." Elsa Leon nodded towards Princess Attila: "We will organize a new army, go to the old world, rescue Alisa, we will rescue Alisa Pull... or until the death of the battle."

Tyrion was silent for a long time, he stared at Eltharion and Etila, until tears filled his eyes, until their appearance became blurred, the war lord finally nodded, and the thousand words turned into a treasure: "Please Yes, my friend."

Since then, Tyrion, Eltharion, and Etila have parted ways. When the war lord led an army composed of thousands of high elves and 10,000 phoenix guards into the Lothern Phoenix Council, everyone Everyone was shocked by Tyrion's appearance.

Tyrion drew out his Yangyan sword and announced coldly that he would take over all the troops in Ulthuan. If there is any dissatisfaction, you are welcome to fight him. Azul must unite to defend against foreign enemies.

No one dares to face Tyrion's sword, not to mention that Tyrion has actually replaced Finnubar in power for a hundred or two hundred years. Everyone has long been accustomed to obeying Tyrion's orders. It doesn't matter whether Finnubar is there or not. , with the appearance of Tyrion, all the high-spirited princes and princes, and the archmages of the White Tower knelt down one after another, declaring their allegiance to Tyrion.

Then, Tyrion announced loudly that he would become the Grand Master Regent, arbitrarily arbitrarily arbitrarily arbitrarily in charge of all important government affairs of the Phoenix Court, and controlling all military affairs of the Ten Kingdoms.

Only Imrik, Prince Caledor found in extreme anger that all his previous efforts had been futile, so Imrik fought back angrily, and Prince Caledor asked: "His Majesty Phoenix King Finnuba is not here, Tyrion, what qualifications do you have to take over the administration of the Phoenix King, what qualifications do you have to proclaim yourself the regent? What qualifications do you have to unilaterally announce the control of all military affairs in Ulthuan? You are trying to rebel!"

"Even if it's the Phoenix King, it's just a servant of Asuryan, the lord of the Phoenix, in the mortal world. Imrik, I'm afraid you made a mistake." Tyrion looked at his last opponent and sneered : "Unfortunately, I, Tyrion, the great war lord, was honored to be recognized by Asuryan. I am his herald and favored person in the mortal world, don't you believe it?"

Tyrion looked out of the council.

The phoenix priests shouted outside the hall: "Asuryan has a purpose, Tyrion, the regent! Tyrion, the regent!"

Imrik's face was livid, and Prince Caledor suddenly realized that he had no chance to fight Tyrion who already had legitimacy in his hands.

He announced that the kingdom of Caledor will be officially independent from Ulthuan starting today, and the proud dragon princes will face the chaos demons and the coming end alone by themselves.

After speaking, Imrik strode away from the Phoenix Council.

Tyrion sneered at this, and the Warlord mocked Imrik's indiscretion, and the new Grand Master Regent of Ulthuan strode out of the Phoenix Council.

Ten thousand phoenix guards, heroes and warriors from the nine kingdoms of the high elves knelt down one after another, ready to listen to the regent's order.

Tyrion suddenly felt that he had grasped the true meaning and essence of politics.

Looking at the spectacular scene of hundreds of flags and tens of thousands of high-spirited troops all kneeling towards him, a burning excitement came from the depths of the blood of the new Grand Master Regent.

He realized.

"Without power, there is no way to defeat a group of thieves."

"Without strength, there is no way to rule the world!"

"Other than that, it's all a man's trip."

"Chaos trying to destroy the world?"

"Overreaching!"

"Azul, go forward! Listen to my orders, for the Phoenix Royal Court, for Ulthuan!"

"For Ulthuan!"

………I am the dividing line of my enlightenment………

On the other side, just when Ryan had just returned to the Palace of Fontainebleau from Giesoleaux.

His personal maid Olika suddenly heard the oracle from the void.

A distorted and vicious voice carried an endless chill, and drilled into Olika's ear wearing several golden rings.

"Daughter~ my daughter, the time has come~"

"It's time to give your everything to your mother!"

Olika couldn't help showing a sweet smile.

Yeah, it's almost time, mother~

Your time is over.

Updated, ask for votes!