Chapter 1181, Ryan's Demigod Road
PS: Bilan Dajian is on the boat, woo woo woo, my big phoenix! woo woo woo woo woo~
The battle between Asuryan and Kane is the eternal theme of the elven gods. The two sides have been fighting since the birth of the universe. The two god kings are like the positive and negative sides of a coin. Yan abstinence, Kane indulgence, Asuryan represents absolute rationality, Kane represents absolute sensibility, Asuryan tends to use political and diplomatic means to solve problems through arbitration, Kane? Cut first and talk later!
Following the golden phoenix fire and the red and black blood pool of hell, Ryan continued to focus on the place where Kane and Asuryan fell.
The golden phoenix fire fell on Naggaroth. In the majestic, brutal and ruthless capital of the dark elves, Naggalond, the Witch King Malekith was calling a meeting of all the fear lords, but three fear lords did not come. Including Olika, the Witch King didn't care about the absence of Olika and others, but when he planned to concentrate the dark elf army and completely wipe out the Chaos army in the territory, some strange voice rang in the ears of the Witch King .
Go to Ulthuan.
Go to Ulthuan and take back what is rightfully yours.
This is your chance, your last chance.
Malekith could feel that this power was very familiar and close, and the Witch King fell into confusion. He took the voice in his ear as the oracle of the blood-handed god Kane, and the Witch King began to think about it. , Is there still a need for Naggaros to stick to it? This place is barren and barren, and it is not Drucci's home.
Why is the dark elf called Drucci? The meaning of Truzzi is actually "truekid", which means real children.
The dark elves still think that they are the orthodox heirs of the Phoenix Dynasty.
Malekith could feel the power of his father reverberating in it.
It really is Kane, the god of blood hands!
So, do you want to give up Naggaroth?
On the Ulthuan roundabout that Malekith has been thinking about, within the blessed land of the ancient saints, Tyrion, the new regent of Ulthuan, is trying to save the homeland of Azul with everything he has. A month later, the movement to recover the lost lands began, led by the regent Tyrion, and the armies of the ten kingdoms of the high elves gathered under his command-although Imrik, Prince of Caledor, announced that the kingdom of Caledor would withdraw from Ulthuan, but There are still a considerable number of dragon princes who proudly and proudly declare that it is the calling of the blood of Caledor to defend their homeland.
Of course, Tyrion allowed them to continue to serve him with enthusiasm and tolerance. The regent first concentrated all the troops to clean up all the demons that invaded the Kingdom of Itain, and wiped out all the Chaos Demons in Lothern and its surrounding areas It is clean and has conquered the hearts of the high elves. After one war after another, members of the War Council have privately discussed if Tyrion can drive all the Chaos Demons out of Ulthuan and maintain peace for another year. , he will be the new Phoenix King.
I have already thought about the title, but everyone's favorite is "King of the Brave".
Although the wars are victorious, Tyrion becomes more gloomy and withdrawn. He tries to send messengers to Avalon to find his lover, the Eternal Queen Alarielle, but the maids of Avalon tell Tyrion that the Eternal Queen has disappeared. Left Avalon for the most sacred mission.
As for what is the most sacred mission, Alarielle doesn't even tell Tyrion, her closest lover, let alone her maids.
This makes Tyrion spend every year in pain and suffering. The war lord and the regent have a feeling that everyone is hiding from him, deceiving him, using him, and everyone doesn't let him know. , but his command and bravery are needed to deal with the Chaos demons, because without Tyrion's command and political skills, the elves of Ulthuan could not defeat the Chaos army.
Tyrion's growing gloomyness made everyone pin their hopes on another guardian of Ulthuan——Teclis. However, Teclis rarely participated in the war against Chaos Demons.
The Supreme Master of the White Tower has been shutting himself in his room recently to study something.
Only Tyrion was left, and only himself.
The regent's army is more ferocious than the army of the elf empire in ancient times. Only the strongest and bravest elves can keep up with Tyrion. He fights every day. Every day, the sword on his Yangyan sword The flames burn more fiercely. Every day, Tyrion's anger is stronger than the previous day. Every day there is a new battle with the demon army. Tyrion is always fighting at the forefront, and the sun with bright flames is burning. The flaming sword split the demons' roaring heads and chopped off their twisted limbs.
Only in this way can Tyrion temporarily forget Alariel and Alisara. The former abandoned him as a dwarf and left alone without leaving any news. The latter is still in the hands of the undead. Saryon and Attila didn't know what to do, and Tyrion was always troubled by all this in the dead of night, and he could only soothe his nerves through passionate love, indulgent drinking and fighting.
This incomparably swift and fierce method of warfare allowed the high elves to regain their lost ground at an extremely fast speed, but it also caused the elves to pay huge losses. Among the 10,000 Phoenix Guards, 2,000 of them have returned forever after several months of war. In Su Yan's paradise, Gao Jing paid tens of thousands of casualties, but Tyrion didn't plan to stop, not for a moment, and Tyrion didn't plan to stop until Azul drove all the Chaos demons out of Ulthuan. rest.
But the morale of the high elves is getting higher and higher, because everyone has seen the light of war and the power of hatred on Tyrion's head. People believe that it is the blessing of Asuryan, and Tyrion is the one who received Blessed One of Asuryan, hatred and madness had enveloped the high elves, and the whispers of certain gods echoed in Tyrion's ears.
Go, go draw that sword.
Go, go kill everybody.
Only it can let you solve all threats.
Ryan turned his gaze to the two major pantheons of dark elves and high elves, and the Primarch of the Gray Knight was silent for a few seconds.
So you guys are trying to change X?
In the quiet practice room, divinity began to appear on Ryan's forehead.
"You really accomplished a miracle, my champion." Just as Ryan was about to break through the demigod domain in one fell swoop, the voice of the fairy in the lake appeared behind Ryan, and the goddess smiled and stretched out her white jade-like lotus arms, hugging He grabbed Ryan's shoulder and whispered in Ryan's ear: "Think about it, what kind of demigod are you going to become?"
"My lady, you elf gods are not busy resisting the invasion of chaos, busy fighting among themselves, and you don't hurry to stop Tyrion's madness, at least let the high elves and dark elves truce, why are you looking for me here?" Ryan Said helplessly, he gently hugged the goddess behind him into his arms, let her sit on his lap, gently smelled the fragrance of irises in the goddess' hair, and mocked in a tone: "I saw Asuryan with my own eyes. Fighting with Kane, both of them were injured, and fell into the mortal world."
"Is what you see must be true?" The fairy in the lake said with a smile: "Let me give you an example. Is the me you see the real me? Who am I? Am I the goddess of the moon? Or the lake?" The Fairy? Or the Misty Goddess?"
Ryan glanced at the goddess in his arms. The fairy in the lake is wearing a blue diamond glazed gemstone elf classic plaid skirt. Her glamorous face is full of love and smiles. Her beautiful feet are wrapped in transparent snow-white suspenders and lace stockings. Gently rubbing against Ryan's trousers, the seven-centimeter lace-up high-heeled shoes fell to the ground, and ten silkworm-like toes were curled up in the transparent toes of the silk stockings, pink, cute and attractive.
"You are my wife." Ryan said without thinking.
"That's it." The fairy in the lake nodded slightly: "Looking at the essence through the appearance, the duel between Asuryan and Kane you saw, is it really Asuryan and Kane?"
"Otherwise?" Ryan frowned, and he suddenly understood a little: "You mean, what I saw was an illusion?!"
"Yes, and no, you absorbed the source quality of the elves and gods, and naturally obtained tickets to the two major gods. What you saw was not fake. It happened for countless years, but at least now, what you saw Part of it is an illusion, part of it is real." The fairy in the lake nodded: "Honey, you must hurry up, Asuryan and Kane have been defeated, and their godheads and souls have descended into the mortal world."
"Is it because of internal fighting?"
"No, forget about Kane, Asuryan is not as unbearable as you imagine." The fairy in the lake smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Asuryan's Heavenly Legion has been fighting hard against the four gods of chaos in the Supreme Heaven for a long time He really couldn't beat him, so he gave up and fell into the mortal world, the scene you saw is true, both Asuryan and Kane have fallen into the mortal world."
"So there is no difference in essence." Ryan complained.
"It's still there. Asuryan made the Chaos Demon's attention focus on Ulthuan." The fairy in the lake said to Ryan seriously: "Honey, you must hurry up, really hurry up."
After finishing speaking, the goddess didn't bother Ryan anymore. She pressed Ryan's shoulders lightly with both hands, and kissed him lightly on the lips: "Come on, my champion, I wait for you to become a demigod, and we will fight against the enemy side by side." .”
"My lady... thank you." Ryan smiled, and he put his arms around the goddess's waist to prevent her from running: "But I can also hit the demigod in this way~"
"You guy!" The fairy in the lake stretched out her finger and tapped Ryan's head vigorously: "I'm going to see how Suria is doing."
After the goddess left, the power of the four gods gathered and the flames burned.
Ryan's body became more and more unreal and unpredictable.
The Primarch's body began to become thinner, his power was being disintegrated, hundreds of phantom lights burst out from Ryan's body, his power became more and more scattered, and the pure subspace source quality first left Ryan's body , and then turned into a "little Ryan" about 1.45 meters tall.
If someone saw it, they would be extremely surprised, Ryan turned into a child? !
Under the pure purification spiritual energy, each of the six little Ryans represents a side of Ryan.
Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh, they're all Lions.
Similarly, the other two children, symbolizing "Duty" and "Guardian", are also Ryan.
Such is the nature of Primarchs.
This is the key to being promoted to a demigod. Ryan must embrace the essence of his own subspace before he can escape from the realm of mortals.
The six little Ryans closed their eyes together, and the six forces began to merge into one.
And at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the seventh "Ryan" emerged from the sky! With a grim expression on his face, he swooped forward and entered the circle.
Then, the seven little Lions merged into one.
A new demigod is about to be born!
……… I am the new storm and the dividing line that has already appeared………
Sylvania, Dunkenhof Castle, the stronghold of the von Carstein family.
"Boom!" In the cold, damp, and dark prison, a big bald head was knocked against the wall. His whole body was covered in blood, his face was covered in bruises, and he felt unspeakable pain all over his body.
"Have you been caught?" The Lich King Akhan appeared from the shadows. He glanced at the archbishop who hit the wall, and nodded slightly: "Your efficiency is not bad...how did you get it like this?"
Manfred von Carstein was cursing in a low voice. Compared to the proud lord of Sylvania and the last vampire count, he looked like a loser now. The black cursed armor on his body was broken. It was in tatters, with burns and stab wounds all over its face.
"Damn Gelt, he used all the remaining power of faith in Sylvania to create such a Great Wall of Faith, hey, fortunately I escaped quickly, otherwise if I was hit by the golden light...Konla Germany is a lesson from the past." Manfred is in a bad state, but he still maintains a mocking attitude: "But I still got it done, Lord of Darkness, my Lich King, should you kneel down to thank me, I let you Your master has a chance to be resurrected again?"
"If this is the master's order, then I will obey it." Akhan said lightly.
"Cut..." Manfred looked down on the Lich King from the bottom of his heart. In his view, the history of Arkhan was a history of failure and subservience.
"...It's time to start." Akhan also looked down on Manfred from the bottom of his heart. The reason was very simple. Manfred knew nothing about real power.
Not to mention Nagash, Manfred's strength is not even half of that of blood ancestor Vlad.
When Nagash is resurrected, Manfred will know that his fate will only be, and can only be, dominated by the Lord of the Necromancer, and that everything he says is ridiculous is just a lie.
Manfred knew what Arkham was thinking, just like when Arkhan knew what he was thinking, the last vampire count had already planned, knew the ritual that Arkhan planned to use, and knew that it might subvert The method of ritual, the method by which another goal can be achieved. Yes, he thought, the chance was worth the risk.
"Very well, the nine sacrifices are all here, what should we do next?" Manfred said casually.
"Next, take out the blood of Charlemagne." Akhan took out the nine volumes of Nagash, and the Lich King didn't care about Manfred's attitude: "Go ahead, I need some time to prepare. Before that, you Do whatever you want."
While Manfred was talking to Akhan, Archbishop Vikmar, who was seriously injured, was furious. He was angry that these two guys thought he didn't exist? !
Do you really think that you gave it for nothing?
While the two undead leaders were talking, Vekmar secretly accumulated his own strength. His golden griffin warhammer and command scepter were gone, but he was still a strong man at the Sanctuary level. Taking advantage of the distraction of Manfred and Akhan, he picked up an iron rod from the iron railing and threw it directly at Manfred's head!
"For Charlemagne! For the Empire!"
The Archbishop summoned the power of Charlemagne's twin-tailed comet and the power of the God of Justice's soul flame, and he was sure that as long as this blow was successful, Manfred would have half his life left!
However, nothing happened.
No power responded to Vikma's call, and the familiar power of the twin-tailed comet disappeared from Vikma's body.
"This, this is impossible!"
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