Proof of the Sun King

"Without your god, you are nothing, my archbishop!"

Manfred punched Vekma in the face, hitting the archbishop with blood on the spot, losing the bonus of the power of God and the power of the two-tailed comet, Vekma is now just an ordinary A sanctuary-level warrior, and a guy who doesn't have any special skills and his own unique combat skills, is not Manfred's opponent in terms of physical fitness, not to mention that he is currently seriously injured.

"Cursed undead, you will never be able to defeat the Imperials!" Vekma was slammed on the wall by this, and the cell wall of Duncanhof Castle was smashed into several parts, and a few broken bricks fell down, The archbishop vomited blood vigorously. He had never felt so weak as he is now, and the archbishop continued to curse.

Impossible, this is impossible! Even in the Chaos Wasteland, the power bestowed by God is impossible!

Vekma used an eye attack on Manfred!

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General effect!

Manfred's happiness level has risen!

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Manfred was really happy, and the last Vampire Earl patted.

This is the result of his decades of operation. In Sylvania, Manfred has already isolated most of the external passages through a series of magic circles and the power of the nine volumes of ancient Nagash. Here The wind of death reigns supreme, and the corruption of vampires prevails. Any wizard who tries to use other magic will be severely suppressed.

Of course, these undead winds are the results that Manfred has accumulated for hundreds of years, and they use a little less.

"You must thank your great alchemist!" Manfred grabbed Vekma's head and smashed it directly at a stone statue. Vekma's head collided with the solid stone statue. Taking advantage of this hard-won opportunity, the vampire sculpture meticulously designed and manufactured by Vlad von Carstein, Mann shaved his head to humiliate Vicma, his once greatest rival: "If it wasn't for him, maybe You still have a chance, hahaha~"

Gelt's belief in the Great Wall defeated the undead in one move, and Manfred retreated in spite of the difficulties. He tasted another failure under the empire's double-headed eagle battle flag. However, Lorgar's supreme magic was also extremely The big overdraft has overdrawn all the remaining power of faith in Sylvania. These very thin powers have been used to save the jihadist army. Naturally, Vikma can no longer feel any power of faith.

"Even if...even if I lose my faith, at least I still have..." The archbishop groaned bitterly, "I at least still have myself..."

"You yourself, you're hitting me like this now?" Manfred laughed wildly.

The next second, Wei Ma suddenly rolled over, and the Archbishop's body bounced like a cannonball, hitting Man's bald face!

"Uh!" Manfred was dizzy when hit by the headbutt, and the Vampire Count broke his nose and knocked out a tooth on the spot.

"Without the faith, I still have, this old bone!" Vekma looked like an old man now more than ever, the archbishop let himself in the dust, he looked at Manfred's embarrassed look , smiled, although his head hurt even more, and he was bleeding in several places, which might make Manfred embarrassed for a while, Vekma was satisfied.

"Hehehehe~" Manfred thought that the old man was sick, the vampire earl wiped the blood on his face, and wanted to say something, and Arkhan's impatient voice came over: "My vampire earl, can you be quiet? A little? I'm busy."

"Okay~" Manfred felt that he had had enough. He grabbed Vekma's scarred body, opened his mouth, and exposed his sharp vampire fangs.

"The blood of Charlemagne, I got it!"

I don't know how long it took, Vekma woke up from the chaos, and the Archbishop found himself chained to the wall, surrounded by eight prisoners, many of whom he recognized, such as Yan Yang, who was captured with him. Knight Captain Lupio-Flame, and Isabella, the Archbishop of the Church of the Goddess of War, who has been missing for a long time.

Each shackle was fastened to a huge black iron chanting platform, and on nine chanting platforms were nine volumes of Nagash's books.

These woeful tomes were collected together, and the humid air of the room resonated with their almost uncontrollable power. A serrated crown sat in the center of the room, and the jewels on the crown shone in the darkness, although there was little light to reflect.

It is Nagash's crown of sorcery! Velma's eyes widened.

Manfred and Arkhan seem to be out because of something.

still have a chance! The Archbishop's already hopeless heart burned with hope.

There is still a chance, if he can regain the crown of sorcery, escape from Sylvania, and then return to Brunswick, he still has a chance to wash his shame, and then assemble a larger jihadist army to make a comeback!

There is still a chance, Vekma thought secretly, his eyes were blurred with pain, but he still stared at the monster that imprisoned him, unfortunately, only one beautiful elf girl was awake among the nine captives, she once The radiant blond hair was tangled with blood and filth, and when she saw Vekma, the elf girl sighed: "You shouldn't have come, my archbishop."

"I must come, elf!" Vecma subconsciously wanted to refute the elf girl's words, but the archbishop immediately realized that he didn't seem qualified to say such words now, so he quickly said: "Listen, elf, we must Try to escape!"

The elf girl looked at Vekma with the look of an idiot.

Wickma suddenly felt a piercing sense of humiliation.

It shouldn't be like this!

It's true that Kaslan is dead, but what about Esme III? What about Alfred? And what about Marius and Galt?

Where have they and their army gone?

"I must regroup my troops," said Vekma weakly, and the archbishop recognized who this elf girl was.

Alisara, the eternal little queen, she has been arrested for more than a year. The high-level elite even dispatched almost all the legendary heroes and elites to save her, but in the end, it fell short.

The Archbishop fell into a deeper despair, both physically and mentally.

At this time, on the border of Sylvania, Manfred and Arkhan are negotiating.

With all nine offerings complete, Nagash's resurrection still lacks two vital things.

The Staff of Nagash in La-Messonnell Abbey, and the Armor of Nagash under Heldenheimer Castle, the headquarters of the Knights Templar in Avery.

The two undead leaders split up, Manfred to get the armor of Nagash, and Arkhan to get the staff of Nagash.

"But how do we get out?" Manfred looked at the golden Great Wall of Faith in the distance.

"Use this, Lahmia's gift." Arkhan took out a sealed tube of blood from his body. Even if it was sealed, the blood was still boiling, releasing his own power: "This is a gift from Nefrata, she Collected with Gul during the battle at Valaya's Gate, the blood of Sun King Ryan."

"Tsk tsk tsk! Why didn't such a good thing come out earlier." Manfred tsk tsk amazed.

"It's enough to melt your body and soul completely." Arkhan sneered: "You will truly be history."

Manfred stopped talking.

Lane's blood is the key to the Wall of Faith through Lorgar.

However, what few people noticed was that the vampire baron Hal Harris behind Manfred saw a faint smile on his face when Arkhan used the blood of Ryan.

Everything went according to plan.

…………I am the dividing line where I have to regroup my troops…………

Everything in the world is crumbling, and the roar of the horned rat can be faintly heard in their sleep even by the witches of the lake goddess of the Brittany Holy Land.

Devonhill could vaguely perceive that some kind of powerful force was rising in the Palace of Fontainebleau. The baron knew that it was the power of his father, Ryan, the father was attacking the demigods, and the mother was attacking the peak of the sanctuary. , but the kingdom of knights still needs time to wait for the return of the king and queen.

The crusaders of the Knights Road to save Estalia were slowly gathering, but the army's response was greatly delayed by arguments between the bureaucracy and the knight nobles.

Among the bureaucratic groups, the finance minister Vincent, the foreign minister Talleyrand and Beria opposed it most fiercely.

Devonhill could understand why—the knights and nobles came to annex the land of Estalia with the idea of ​​letting the kingdom's court pay and help.

But Estalia is too big to manage.

How big is Estalia?

The total land area of ​​Estalia is two-thirds the size of Brittany.

If these lands are swallowed up by the knights and nobles, it is very likely that the centralized power that father finally achieved will be broken again. Even if the newly appointed knights and nobles still obey Ryan's orders for the time being, it is still easy to form a big tail.

In the spring palace, the green knight is teaching Devonhill lessons. The demigod is extremely strict, and he will not miss any chance to beat Devonhill. The poor baron can only be controlled by his own mentor, even The chance to see the Twilight sisters has become once a week.

However, Devonhill felt that this rule was the most thoughtful of all the rules of the Green Knight.

After several courses, Devon Hill took the initiative to stay: "Teacher, about supporting Estalia, is there any result now?"

The illusory figure of the green knight paused for a moment, his voice had no emotion, but it became a little slower: "I thought your attention was on the pair of wood elf sisters."

"I need to know more, Master." Devonhill said with a wry smile, "I am the son of the Sun King."

"Yeah." The Green Knight had a rare feeling of approving: "You don't blame me for being unkind, locking you up in the palace and preventing you from participating in external affairs?"

"I understand the mentor, now is the time for the bureaucracy to compete with the knights and nobles. At this time, no matter what I say or do, it can be understood or even misinterpreted as standing in line, and as an heir, once I stand in line, it is easy Opposing father." Devonhill grabbed his hair in distress, and the 16-year-old baron said helplessly: "The tutor is also protecting me, but... I can't be completely ignorant."

"Since you want to know so much, there is a meeting in the afternoon, so you should also join in."

"Yes!"

In the afternoon, the bureaucracy, the marshals and the dukes gathered again.

The chief court minister of the cabinet, François stood in front of the big map, and he explained the situation to everyone seriously.

"The latest information shows that the Skaven were attacking Estalia from east to west along the road of Tobalo, and the defenders of these two principalities were completely wiped out after holding on for only a month. The Skaven are ready to attack Magritte at any time."

"Where's Magritte's army?" asked Bethmond casually.

Magritte hurriedly assembled an army of about 20,000 people to support Sausona, but before arriving, the city was already occupied. The army was attacked by the Skaven on the way back, and less than 8,000 people fled back. Magritte, now Duke of Magritte Lucio Sunwatcher and his son Felipe Sunwatcher, are on a mobilization.

"What about the army that came to Ganos? And the army of Amangura?" asked Morgiana, the witch of the lake god.

"A terrible rout. The Nankees have probably never experienced such a battle." Francois said helplessly: "The moment they saw the Skaven appeared, their proud army was shaken. , and then the rat man's bell struck three times, the weaponry was abandoned, and the soldiers fled in panic."

"Hoo~ a bunch of trash!" said Bodric, Duke of Poldro, "Even if you send it up, it's better than this!"

"You must have experienced the power of the Skaven." Beria spoke, and Mrs. Keisler emphasized: "According to the information from the front line and the news of our allies, the Skaven is in the It has an overwhelming advantage in long-range artillery and firepower. There are hundreds of artillery pieces alone. I don't think it is futile to send our troops to Estalia. Carson!"

"Yes." Talleyrand tidied up his mid-parted hair, and the high-precision lame voice sounded harsh: "The road to Magritte has been opened, everyone, millions of refugees are fleeing, What about our navy? Marshal Boderick?"

"The Poseidon fleet can't get close to Magritte. The artillery of the Skaven is too powerful. If the ship enters the range, it will be focused." Boderick also said helplessly: "Fedmond tried it, we don't Possibly spend our precious warships with the Skaven."

"Well, the mouse's firepower is really terrible." Talleyrand didn't understand the military, so the Foreign Minister could only spread his hands.

"So, in the next few months, we can only watch the principalities of Estalia fall apart and fall apart, and we just watch?" Callard said to Regent Lawn: "The people have been blinded so far. In the dark, can we inform all the people, or at least all the civilians in the south, that Estalia is almost over?"

"No...at least not now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Raun's expression is very grim, and the kingdom regent shakes his head vigorously: "Estalia must insist, if they can't insist that our reinforcements arrive, then at least insist Until we are ready to defend and take in enough refugees. "

"Accept refugees?! Millions?" Theodoric, Duke of Berleone, stood up, and he roared directly: "Are you mistaken! Leon Cole, accepting so many refugees, where will the money and food come from? Resettlement? Who is responsible if something goes wrong?"

"Refugees must be accepted! I am responsible for the accident!" Belial also stood up, and he and Theodoric looked at each other.

Devon Hill, who was sitting in the back, thought about the cause and effect in his heart.

Why did Beria desperately oppose sending troops before, but now he takes the initiative to take responsibility?

"You, enough!" Raun's voice sounded, and the kingdom's regent's eyes were fixed on Estalia: "These are not important now, the important thing is that we must send a representative, one who can represent our knight kingdom, Fly over the mountains and plains to reach Magritte, learn what the situation is and encourage our old friends to persevere."

"Representative, who should I send?" Everyone is still discussing.

"I'll go." Devonhill stood up, and the young baron said calmly to everyone: "No one is more suitable than me, I will go with Nestra and Alohan, their forest dragons And the falcon cavalry unit, will help me!"

"I am the son of Ryan! No one can represent the kingdom of knights better than me!"

"Then I'll be with my Pegasus army." The young Palaon Duke Casson also stood up.

A few days later, forest dragons, falcons, and a group of royal pegasus knights soared above Estalia.

"Look, my baron!"