Chapter 1385, The Final Moment, the Time of Rebirth (Finale)

In Urick Castle, the fire of the white wolf god Urick is still burning.

Except for a small number of order troops who are still resisting in the city due to the special terrain of Middenheim, most of the remnants of order are here. Everyone adds up to a full fight and there are still thousands of people, echoing the half a million chaos troops outside the city.

In the middle of the White Wolf God Hall, a golden sphere is rotating rapidly. This sphere looks like it is alive. While it is constantly rotating back and forth, new mechanisms and ancient holy runes are constantly being activated on its surface. And the original power.

This kind of power Ryan has only seen on Bilak. At this time, the Primarch was seriously injured. Although Ryan's self-recovery ability is very strong, he still needs someone to help him. , and then Suria came over to take the place of the fairy in the lake: "Lian, are you okay?"

"Do you think I'm fine? Ma'am?" Ryan laughed.

"It seems that you are really fine, and you know how to joke." Su Liya glanced at her husband angrily: "The ceremony has begun, and the lady will stay here to maintain the ceremony."

Eight Magic Wind Binders are standing around the golden sphere, with different expressions.

Tyrion, the incarnation of Bright Wind, has a relaxed expression on his face. For him, this is the last thing he wants to do.

Charlemagne, the incarnation of the wind of heaven, was exhausted and bitter. His empire had lost too much in this war. What made him feel even more tired was that he had to reach a "gentlemen's agreement" with Vlad. He Recognize Vlad's right to rule over Sylvania, in exchange for Vlad's promise to continue to summon the undead to eliminate the remaining chaos forces in the empire after the war, otherwise, with the current state of the empire, it will take at least fifty years to completely clean up the chaos.

The incarnation of Flame Wind, Teclis, was relieved. From the very beginning, Teddy made up his mind to be the substitute for Eight Wind Incarnation. The possibility has been reduced to the minimum, as long as the ritual is completed, the world will be saved.

The wind of life is the incarnation of Alarielle's complexion. The elves have lost too much in this war. What makes the Eternal Queen even more sad is the complicated triangle relationship between her and Tyrion Malekith, and she has no heir. , so after the war she not only had to try to give birth to a daughter for Malekith, but also had to preside over the rebuilding of the elves.

Malekith, the incarnation of the wind of shadow, looks greedily at the golden sphere. Malekith knows what the relic of the Old Ones and the symbol of the power of the warp space rift are. If he can capture and control this power, Malekith will become the world's The most powerful existence.

However, the restlessness in Malekith's heart calmed down. The figures of his father Alario and his brother Snorri Whitebeard flashed in front of his eyes. The former told him not to be a slave of honor, but to be his own master. The latter awakened the sense of responsibility and honor in his heart, and the Eternal King sighed, when did the traitor Malekith become a good man?

That's all, let's deal with the threat of chaos first, and discuss the rest with Goddess Lilith.

Gelt, the incarnation of Metal Wind, may be the most optimistic and exciting of all avatars. Gelt always feels hopeful, and the future is very bright. As a great alchemist and Emperor's God, Gelt's goals have been achieved all along. Yes, he firmly believes that this time, everything will be fine.

Vlad, the incarnation of the wind of death, smiled, and his wife, Isabella, who was successfully resurrected and got rid of the control of chaos, was standing around him. It was the same as Gelt. Although there were some troubles on the way, Vlad Germany's goal was basically achieved, but unlike Gelt, Vlad still kept laughing at the living in his heart. He knew that after thousands of years, most of the incarnations present would be dead, and he would continue to Going forward to the throne of the emperor of the empire, even the elves can't match him in lifespan.

You are all dead and I am not dead! live!

The incarnation of the wind of the beast, Yurik, who resided on the body of the chief wizard of the imperial royal family, Mattak, instead concentrated on it.

The White Wolf God had no other thoughts in his mind at this time, and Ulric didn't even know how to complete the ceremony. Fortunately, Teclis had already prepared for it, and the Supreme Magistrate had written in advance "hands-on instructions that even a fool can understand." Ritual Tutorial", Ulrich just needs to follow the steps.

So now, the eight winds are gathered, and each incarnation injects its own power into the ancient sacred instrument. The golden sphere rotates at a high speed, and two eight-color magic bonds directly communicate with the north and south poles from the depths of the golden sphere.

The chaotic rifts at the north and south poles are connected by magic bonds, the shattered subspace rifts, and the collapsed ancient holy portal finally show signs of repair under the efforts of the eight wind incarnations. The speed slowly decreased, and the wind of chaos blowing to the mortal world gradually weakened.

Lilith, the god of the moon, stood beside her, and the goddess also put all her strength into maintaining the stability of the ceremony. Seeing this, Ryan and the others knew that there was nothing they could do, so they walked aside and sat down.

"Nemesis is broken?" Leman Russ was covered in blood, the wolf king let out a long breath, and the space wolf primarch looked at the broken hilt in Ryan's hand, feeling very sorry: "That is the treasure that father gave you , you shouldn't do that to it."

"Maybe it will have a chance to be recast, but since the moment my father gave it to me, its mission is to prevent this from happening." Veronica was applying medicine to Ryan, and the jagged lines The blade of the speaker made the female speaker teary, but Ryan squeezed out a smile: "So that's it? Let's just hide under Urick's protection until the ceremony is completed?"

"I really hope so, but my lord, maybe Chaos will not give us this chance." Kaldor Diego, the supreme mentor of the gray knight, poked his head out of the crenel of the city wall.

Before the words were finished, a heavy impact suddenly sounded from the gate of Fort Urick, and the heavy gate, made of steel and dwarf technology, shook violently.

The faces of the avatars who were performing the ceremony in the hall changed dramatically, and the soldiers of the Allied Forces of Order immediately stood up.

The refugees hiding in the inner fort were on the verge of collapse, crying, calling for help, and praying.

"Boom!" There was another knocking sound from the castle gate.

"If Fort Urick is breached, then we are all finished." Neferata, the blood ancestor of Lamia, who was standing not far away, said mockingly to everyone present. Not far from her, Lybaras Queen Khalida was silent.

The battle between the little sisters outside the city lasted until the death of Settra the Great, and the collapse of all the Tomb King's army, and they were forced to abandon the duel and retreat into the castle of Ulric.

"Hey, White Wolf God! Don't you claim that the White Wolf God is immortal and that Middenheim will never fall?" Imrik, Prince of Caledor, couldn't help but shouted: "What's going on?"

"Do you believe their nonsense? Wow, you are a real idiot with sharp ears!" The white wolf god Urik said, "I have never said such a thing. Back then, this kid (referring to Charlemagne) If you don’t believe this evil, he personally climbed the cliff and came to my great temple, smashed Otto’s head and stepped into my divine fire, didn’t this place fall once?”

"Fuck! You fucking liar! As expected, the monkey has never been reliable!" Imrik was furious: "So is the monkey god!"

"Try to say something f*cking again?" Yurik was also angry: "Did I say that?"

"Shut up!" High King Thorgrim said, and the dwarf glared at Imrik, and then asked the new Elector Harland, "There is no way for women, children, and old people to escape. Is it?"

"..." Harland opened his mouth, "Lu... can't say that there is no such thing."

"Whether there is or not!" growled the white dwarf Grim Bryndale.

"Midenheim has always had underground passages. Some trails can lead to the outside of the city, but they are useless. The trails can only be walked by two or three people at most, and there are Skaven and Chaos bastards everywhere." Harland bitterly Said calmly: "Your Excellency Boris and Your Excellency Tyrion must have a great say."

"Boom!!!" There was a more violent impact from the castle gate, and the dwarven steam engine made an abnormal scream.

"So that's it?" Ruth yelled, "We're like sitting in a coffin, waiting to die? That Eldar god? How long will it take for the ceremony to be completed?"

"It will take at least a few hours." Lilith said helplessly.

"How many hours? Heh! It would be great if my children were all by my side." Rus shook his head helplessly: "That's right, the Eight Wind Avatars can't move casually, and most of our important combat power has been affected. limit……"

"Boom!" The soldiers blocking the gate flew upside down. Cracks appeared in the gate latch and the steam power device of Fort Urick. The steam engine screamed endlessly, and some pipes cracked, emitting white smoke.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on Ryan, the Generalissimo of the Allied Forces of Order.

Ryan frowned. He slowly got up and looked at the gate of the castle in the distance. The Chaos army was just outside the gate.

Belega, the king of Eight Peaks Mountain, suddenly said, "Brother Ryan, do you still remember how we won?"

"Of course." Ryan nodded.

"Don't lose your courage, Brother Ryan, we will always be with you, and everyone has given their trust to you. Your decision is our decision." Belgar waved the hammer of Angrund and shouted: "Hurry up! Listen, there is something outside."

"Boom!!!" There was another heavy hammer, and the door was already deformed, but everyone could hear it. Apart from the sound of the battering ram hitting the door, there were other sounds, which I couldn't hear clearly.

"Then, let's charge again." Ryan looked at everyone in the hall, including the imperials, Bretanians, elves, dwarves, undead, and the remnants of Lybaras.

"That's right!" The white dwarf Grim Bryndale was very excited, he hammered his armor with his fist: "That's right! That's right, there's something inside! You don't even have any blood, you are a waste Generalissimo?"

"Rush out! Rush out to face the army of the Eternal God's Chosen!" Ryan pounded our Lord on the ground here, and the Primarch roared: "For Middenheim, for the whole world, for all fighting for world peace and chaos Let us sound our horn one last time, people of the

"Yes! Yes!" The dwarves were boiling, and the High King Thorgreen nodded slowly. No wonder Ryan can please the dwarves.

"Count us Caledon!" Imrik's extremely arrogant face finally showed a smile: "Caledon man, if you die, you must die on the way to charge!"

"Yurik is here, and the White Wolf Knights are willing to fight for you!" the new head of the White Wolf Knights, Rezfeld, roared.

"It's not bad if it ends like this." Alaros walked up and patted Ryan on the shoulder: "My people and I will follow you."

"Charging is not my specialty, but I would rather die than regret." Shadow King Aris strode forward.

"My Netherwalker and I will follow you. This is for you, for us, and for the whole world." As soon as Khalida, the queen of Lybaras, came out, Neferata immediately followed: "Laimi Ya's sisters, flush Archaon away from me!"

"Count me in, and Gul." Seeing that Neferata was about to come, Akhan also came, and Gul.

"The Old Guards will always be loyal to His Majesty Ryan!" The old guards with only two battalions left also expressed their determination. A marshal followed closely behind: "Please give the order, Your Majesty!"

"Okay! Little Thorgreen!" Ryan ordered: "Blow the horn!"

"Leave it to me." Bellegar's legitimate son is also the only son. Little Solgreen couldn't control himself in excitement. He rolled and crawled, and rushed towards the Horn Tower amidst the laughter and cursing of a group of dwarf elders, along the way. Walking the winding staircase, little Solgreen came to the high place of Urick Fort. The holy fire of the White Wolf God kept burning, and the mustache took a deep breath and blew the horn.

"Doo~oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The gate of Fort Ulric shattered, and a group of Chaos Warriors broke through.

"Forthe! Forthe empire!!!!!!"

"Doo~oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

A torrent of steel rushed out from the city, and the melodious sound of horns resounded throughout White Wolf City.

The world is not dead yet!

How could such a beautiful and dazzling world perish? !

The horses roared, the horseshoes thundered, all the cavalry gathered, and the living and the dead charged together.

The vanguard's Chaos Army was routed, and Archaon looked at the Chaos Sword battle group with less than a hundred people behind him, and he knew that the ceremony had already begun.

Then everything has been decided, and the duel between him and Ryan will determine the outcome of this war.

Facing the torrent of steel rushing out of Fort Urick, Archaon closed his eyes, and he pulled out the Kingslayer again.

The final championship showdown begins!

"Forward, Sword of Chaos, for Archaon, for Chaos!"

The two sides collide.

"You go to deal with Archaon, the Sun King of Britannia, a visitor from outside the star field." The Supreme King Thorgreen signaled Ryan's cavalry to continue charging, while the dwarf army without mounts stopped: "We will fight for you Gain time and leave this to the dwarves."

Grim Bryndell, the white dwarf, stood beside Thorgreen: "He's a good guy."

"If this is the last battle of the dwarves, then we must at least let history remember our names." High King Thorgrim said in a deep voice, with Bellegar and the white dwarf standing on both sides of him: "Get ready! What? A dwarf?!"

The dwarven warriors still look as radiant as they did on the day they set off from the Eternal Peak. Perhaps it was the revered ancestor who appeared and restored their strength, and he looked beyond the shield wall to see the Chaos hordes, daemons and mortals alike ready to charge again.

"Prepare!" The white dwarf ordered, and the clan battle flag was inserted into the ground, creating a temporary iron-gold forest.

"Don't worry, ancestor, none of the battle flags I made is defective." said the rune craftsman Sorek Iron Eyebrow,

"It's a pity that the few apprentices you have accepted are all inferior products." The white dwarf was not polite.

The bloodhound howled, and the bloodthirsty roared. Vampires howled, and the howls of mortal warriors joined the clamor of demons. The dwarves ignored it. Hearing the white dwarf's criticism, even Sorek Iron Eyebrow felt a little embarrassed. The master runesmith shook his head: "I always have to find a more suitable one... I just don't know if there is a chance. gone."

"In any case, I declare that all the hatred of the dwarves will be dispelled today. After today, maybe the dwarves will usher in a new life, maybe we will go to destruction. I will say one last thing, if you want to do it, do it happily, and we will do it. For every city, for the whole world, stick to the end, never give up, for the dwarves, for the kingdom of mountains!!!”

"For the Kingdom of the Mountains!"

From the flanks, the dwarves held back all Chaos armies.

On the front, Lion fought against Archaon again, and the spear of my lord here faced the Kingslayer.

"As long as I get rid of you and go in again, my goal will be accomplished." Archaon laughed at Ryan: "Why are you doing this? We all know that our strengths are not much different. You are indeed very strong, very strong , but I also have the blessings of the four true gods, and my resilience far exceeds yours."

"The world is destroyed, the four gods are happy, and you are finally free, but think about it, is all this really worth it?" Ryan sneered: "A poor warlord imprisoned by his own pride?"

Archaon was furious, and the Eternal Chosen summoned black lightning, which burned Ryan's shoulder.

Not to be outdone, Ryan flicked the tip of his gun, and my lord swept it on Archaon's helmet, knocking the Eternal Chosen staggeringly, his mouth full of blood.

"You say you want to get rid of fate all day long, but in the end fate dominates you." Ryan continued to laugh at Eternal God's Choice: "You follow these words in order to gain the power in them, but at the same time you are doomed to your final outcome, yes, The Four Gods have been fooled by you more than once, do you think you are very smart?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

The two sides fought again, and behind them, the last coalition forces of order were killing randomly in the chaos army.

"Don't think you won, Ryan, the legendary brave of light." Archaon also smiled: "Bilak has already gone."

What? Ryan's pupils dilated slightly.

"You are doomed to fail." Archaon taunted Ryan in turn.

"I think……"

"what?"

"I think, now everyone probably knows why I insist on not binding the wind of magic?"

Inside Urick Castle, the incarnation ceremony is still going on.

Just when everyone was immersed in injecting power into the ancient sacred instrument, Malekith suddenly felt something above the castle dome!

It was the original Demon Prince Bilak! It turned into shadow and fell towards Tyrion, the Lightwind avatar, and the other avatars hadn't noticed it yet.

If Belak's magic sword hits, Tyrion will surely die!

At this time, Tyrion had also noticed it, but it was undoubtedly too late. The light wind incarnated laughed at himself, showed a last smile to Alarielle, and then calmly waited for death, because he had no more care.

So, let's end it like this! Tyrion closed his eyes.

He did not meet the expected death. On the contrary, a guy rushed over at a high speed, pushed Tyrion away with his shoulder, and he himself suffered a sword from Bilak. The sword of the original demon prince killed this guy. split into two.

"What?" Tyrion who fell to the ground opened his eyes, he couldn't believe his eyes!

The Eternal King Malekith actually took this blow for him! The body of the Eternal King was cut open by Bilak. There was no blood, only a large mass of black turbid substance like oil, which was the power of the wind of shadow. This force allowed Malekith to escape death, but was severely injured. up.

Bilak didn't get the chance of the second blow, and Olika's double swords pierced through its chest from behind. The Pale Queen's face was extremely fierce, and Olika cruelly rejected Bilak's chance to return to chaos. Lark's soul is brought into her own country, which will be her new toy.

Now, let it take a bath in the master's spiritual energy pool!

Bilak's whole body was immersed in the psychic pool made of Ryan's psychic energy in the kingdom of the underworld, and the original demon prince couldn't even scream.

With Lilith immediately taking action to stabilize the ceremony, she lifted Malekith up to heal his wounds, and the ceremony continued.

After another two minutes, Tyrion couldn't help it: "Why save me?"

"Who knows?" Malekith sneered, "I already regret it."

"If you really regretted it, you wouldn't say such a thing." Tyrion was silent for a few seconds, but couldn't help but said: "Thank you anyway."

"FNMDP, don't thank me, I'm just because of Snorri and my father!" Malekith cursed: "None of your business? I just promised my father to be my own master, I just promised Snorri Nori will fight to the end!"

"I'm a damned person, and I've been prepared." Tyrion tried his best not to reveal the pain: "You are unnecessary."

"You fucking want to die, I'll make it happen for you now!" Malekith roared, and he immediately made the appearance that he was about to draw his sword.

"Eternal King!" Lilith's voice directly overwhelmed Malekith's roar, and Malekith could only curse a few words before closing his mouth.

"If you want to play a family ethics drama, you can wait until everything is over." Vlad was quite interested: "I will bring my wife to visit at that time."

"Substitute if you don't want to do a good job!" Charlemagne was as determined as ever.

"The wind of shadow never belonged to someone, Malekith." Alarielle's tone was not so harsh: "The same is true for the wind of light!"

The ritual stabilized again.

The championship duel outside the city continued, and Ryan and Archaon fought fiercely together, with flames flying and rain all over the sky.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe thousands of years, maybe just a moment.

Archaon once thought that Ryan's use of the artifact, My Lord Here, would definitely draw the wrath of Khorne, but the blood god's judgment never came, and only Ryan knew that the blood god didn't want to interfere, but was in the Supreme Court. In the sky, the blood god was fighting with two other gods. The three true gods were wrestling together in a mud pit.

The other two gods, one cruel and cunning, the other cunning and cruel.

Unable to wait for Khorne's intervention, Archaon had no choice but to continue this disorderly battle with Ryan.

As the sun rose and set, the battle between the two sides reached its peak, but Ryan suddenly stopped: "Are you still fighting?"

"what?"

"Because of the ceremony, it has been completed."

As soon as the voice fell, the rumbling sound spread from the sky to the ground, and the colorful aurora surrounded the world, and the subspace cracks and chaos portals all over the world disappeared instantly. Contact, screaming and vanishing into nothingness.

The Old Ones' north and south portals have been closed, and the Chaos Gods can no longer interfere in the mortal world.

Archaon was stunned, and the roar of a giant dragon came from the distant sky. The Allied Forces of Order actually waited for reinforcements, and Fulgrim, Kuga, Tehenhauin and others arrived.

"I am immortal, I will never surrender!" Archaon raised the King's Shame and chopped it down with all his might.

Ryan sighed softly, the dazzling silver psionic energy on his body faded away, revealing what was inside, the indescribable horror, the distorted origin of the black hole, the shadow of the supreme being from a higher dimension descending, devouring Surrounding all the horror is a dark golden strange flame. Archaon has never seen that kind of power. Fortunately, Ryan didn't keep him waiting. The spears of the power of Chaos and Lion's Chaos came like lightning, and in a hurry, Archaon used the kingslayer to fight.

The explosive nova blasted on the surface of the Kingslayer, making a piercing sound. The Kingslayer couldn't bear the combination of the two forces and exploded into pieces. Without weapons, the Eternal Chosen could only retreat, but with the great demon U-Zul His power was stripped from his body, and the Eternal God Chosen knew that he was defeated.

"You can defeat me! But you don't want to kill me!" Archaon threw away the hilt, and the Eternal Chosen shouted: "I will come back! I swear, I will return to the wasteland of chaos, I will return, Reassemble a world-destroying army, you can beat me once, twice, ten thousand times, and I will return one day, burn your poor civilization to ashes, and bring destruction to the people you love! I will never stop until I achieve my goal!"

"You can't run away." Ryan squatted on the ground.

"Yes, you can't run away." The Gray Knight's Supreme Mentor, Kaldor Diego, came out from behind Ryan.

"Want to run after losing?" Space Wolf Primarch Leman Russ strode out holding the Dionysian Spear.

"One-on-one, yes, if you want to run, you can't!" Angron, the Primarch of the World Eater, came behind Archaon.

"Count me in." Holding the Phoenix Blade, Fulgrim came with a smile.

"You have no chance, Eternal God's Chosen." The moon god Lilith came with the Holy Grail in her hand.

"Master wants you to die, you must die." Pale Queen Orika approached with a grin.

Seeing this scene, Archaon became calm instead: "Then, let's carry this championship match to the end!"

"As you wish!" Ryan stopped everyone's persuasion: "Let's finish this duel."

On this day, blood splattered the starry sky.

……… I am the dividing line of the blood-splattered starry sky………

A year later, Empire, Kingdom of Nord, Auterney.

The Nordland Baronie of Autergne, where spring is blooming, is surrounded by the river. The spring is full of spring, and the Autergne, with the fragrance of birds and flowers, still has a little cold wind blowing. Four Primarchs are sitting by the stream that has just thawed While drinking wine, the sun shines on them.

"So, this is where you were born, Ryan?" Angron picked up the bottle and drank it in one gulp.

"It doesn't look too bad. It's better than the miner planet I was born on." Fulgan held the goblet and motioned for Orika, who was wearing a maid outfit next to her, to add ice. With a new god, son of the Pale Queen, the new Blood God Cairne is being born.

"Golden nest and silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse." Ruth shook his head: "My own home is always the best."

"We have completed our mission, but this is not our end." Ryan shook the wine in the mug, and the Primarch of the Gray Knight smiled: "New challenges are still waiting for us, brothers, what's next for you? "

"I will return to Fenris," said Russ first. "My sons need me, and especially the Thirteenth Company."

"Me? I definitely want to go back and recast the glory of the Emperor's Son. This is what I should do as a Primarch." Fulgan nodded: "If you don't do it, you have to do it. If you want to do it, you must do your best."

"It's not easy for me to stay in this world any longer." Angron glanced at Lilith, the Moon God, and Asuryanzhi, who was sitting not far away, with a big belly and a motherly radiance on her face. The holy emblem flickered in Lilith's palm: "This is your conscription planet after all."

"Where is that brother going?" Ryan asked curiously. Angron would definitely not return to the empire.

"I'm going to explore outside the Milky Way to see if there are any new gains." Angron put down his glass: "If you need me, I will come back."

"Has Chaos really been defeated?" Ruth asked casually, "I mean this world."

"At least one or two thousand years, there will be no Chaos Portal in this world." Ryan drank the wine: "Lilith will lift Ulthuan from the bottom of the sea again."

"So... what did that guy release before he died? The one that was thrown into the crack?" Fulgan still remembered the last scene of that duel.

"That's his inheritance, and the original power of chaos." Ryan said with a smile: "I've purified it, and it doesn't include the corruption of chaos and his own hatred. If we're lucky, we might be able to witness The birth of another supreme being like a father, but that's another story."

Several Primarchs nodded, and Fulgan saw Veronica with a round belly sitting down with the support of two witch apprentices, telling everyone the story of her and Ryan, and the Queen of Knights, Suria, was finally pregnant. The second child, who is entertaining the same big belly, the queen Katarin, and the goddess of springs, Morgiana, who sings with a swaddling baby in her hands, it is her and Ryan's baby, just born, crying Mojiana, who has always had a bad temper, was very patient at breastfeeding the child at this time. After the breastfeeding, the goddess of springs turned red and her body became weak. She walked to Ryan with a few steps and sat down next to him, almost paralyzed. On him, he gently rubbed Ryan's neck.

Aurora and Teresa pushed a small car carved in powder and jade, and a baby less than one year old sat in it.

Emilia and Sylvia were fighting swords together. They saw Fulgan looking at them and waving his hands. Emilia was lively and Sylvia was steady.

Thinking of this, Fulgrim couldn't help being a little envious. The Primarch of the Emperor's Son knew that after this reception, everyone would part. Ryan would stay in this world for a while, and the time for the other three Primarchs to leave had come. .

"Sit down for a while, don't ask for three days and three nights, at least have a good drink today." Seemingly seeing Forgan's thoughts, Ruth picked up the wine glass.

"Just listen to you, brother, we have witnessed a lot of history, participated in major events again and again, and accomplished so many achievements. It is also time to rest when we are drunk and have a good rest." Ryan picked up his glass , the ease of letting go of the burden, the emptiness of completing the mission, everything, all in a toast.

"Cheers!"

This is not the end, just a new beginning.

In the dark and deep future, there are still endless wars waiting for them.

The book is over.

It's over, thank you for your company all the way, the Son of Heaven is here to thank everyone who has seen this place.

Tomorrow, I will write a testimonial and answer some questions. If you have any questions, you can leave a message here, and I will try my best to answer them.

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