Warhammer Throne

"boom!"

The sword of everlasting clash with the omens of sorrow, sparking a large amount of sparks, Olica's figure loomed like a phantom in the shadow of the twilight, and the dark elves exuded the terrible coldness of the underworld wherever they passed.

This is a curse from the Pale Queen. After being rejected by Asu Yan, the Pale Queen sneaked into the ground with endless hatred and resentment. Every movement of Orika carried the cold and viciousness that belonged to the underworld, but even In this way, the power of the dark elves still makes Inani, the **** of death, feel cordial, even a touch of harmony, the pale queen is the **** of the dead, and Jena is the **** of death.

This icy chill penetrated Inani’s muscles, just as she experienced every moment in the death arena in the Comoros, like the countless **** battles she experienced at the time of Beyetán’s shattering. Inani’s heart thumped, the **** of death twisted her body, her long hair and the red dress under the rune suit flew up and down, and the blue flame of death enveloped the sword of eternal sorrow. After the confrontation of the omens, Inani subconsciously rolled over and backed up. The cyan flame illuminated the courtyard at dusk and also lit Orika who was prancing in the shadows. The dark elf sneered, and the wind of the underworld became more violent.

A hundred elven dead souls were summoned by Orika in the painful torture, and they all attacked Inani. It was impossible to tell whether these elves souls were unfortunate enough to be enslaved by the pale queen forever, or escaped from being enslaved. Swallowed destiny, but the screaming of countless souls caused fine sweat on the forehead of the God of Death. She knew that she was not as strong as Olica. Although she didn't understand that the guy in front of her was willing to become Ryan's servant, she thought There is no question that the other party is the original body, and Inani started calling for Jena's power.

The power of the **** of death was called out from the void. It was an evil purple mask. He greedily spit out his tongue and swallowed the soul of energy into his abdomen to chew. Olica was surprised by the opponent's power, those that were swallowed. She could no longer feel and control the existence of the soul, so the dark elf accelerated her attack speed, and the cold underworld wind and the bursting destruction demon arrow appeared in Orika's chanting.

Afterwards, it became invisible!

The power of Jena, the **** of death, enveloped Inani's body. His power turned Olican's magic into nothingness. Inani's blade was as agile as walking through flowers. She tore away Olica's attack. , To resolve all the onslaught of the dark elf, she released a dying phoenix-like psychic howl, a powerful shock wave knocked Olica back, and even the sorrowful omen of the artifact in her hand could not penetrate the voice of the soul. The dark elf cut a whirl in the air and landed on the ground not far away.

In the first round of the exchange of fire between the two sides, it seemed that the dark elves suffered a loss, but Inani knew that she had lost—the other party did not directly call the power of the deity. The **** of death of the spirit race grasped the sword of eternity in her hand, and she watched To Olica, there was incomprehension in her voice: "Even if he is a perfect parent and child of God, you don't have to serve him."

"Interestingly, your existence has never appeared in ancient books or in the records of the gods." Olica is now falling into a higher dimensional and more terrifying state, and her body is shrouded in shadows. In the wind of the underworld, the dark elf's amber eyes burned with the light of the gods: "I don't understand your origin, and I don't know why you are so weak and still alive."

"Because he is incomplete." Inani replied coldly.

"After the fall, there is no completeness, including Asu Yan, all gods are incomplete existence."

"I don't intend to debate this with you. I want to see the original body." Inani emphasized again: "I am here to ask for payment and as agreed to seek help, for the future of my clan."

"I don't think that the future of my clan needs you, a weak chicken to save." Olica said contemptuously. The dark elf's eyes stung Inani. It was a kind of contempt in the depths of the soul: "You can What are you doing? You can't even defeat me. With your strength, at most you can deal with a demon prince, and no big demon body can deal with it. That's it? Do you still want to restore the glory of our clan? That's it? You still want to save The perils of my clan? Let Him come and talk to me, you are not worthy!"

Inani gritted her teeth with anger but did not refute, because the incarnation of the **** of death had appeared in the middle of the corridor.

The raging fire was a robe, the soul stone was a crown, and the whole body was purple. It was both cruel and cold. The incarnation of the **** of death who shared masculinity and femininity appeared in front of Olica. As Kahn whispered: "You are injured, so don’t Able to leave the original body."

"What does this have to do with you?" Olica said coldly: "You are just a piece now, and your strength is not even as good as the master."

"I can repair your soul wounds through the soul stone." Inkarn continued: "Or, I can teach you the knowledge and power of the seventh path through the soul stone. You can choose by yourself. There is only one soul stone. ."

Olica's eyes widened, and the dark spirit maid looked at Inkaen intently, seemingly surprised that the other party would be willing to do so.

This is not a wizard at all! The other party must have a conspiracy: "Why should I believe you?"

"The Lord of Mankind has already paid for this." The incarnation of the **** of death continued to whisper: "Make a choice! Is it to choose freedom or power?"

Olica was silent, and she stared at Inkarn, and could see that the incarnation of death had no need to deceive her on this point.

"Join us, you can join us to save the destiny of our race." Inani also persuaded: "In order to fight against the enemy of our race, we have paid too much, but there is still hope that we will achieve defeat. With the great dream of unifying the spiritual race, we will unite the surviving tribes and rebuild our homes. We will abandon the differences in the past and create a new society. We will unite as one to create our own destiny among the stars!"

Olica put away the dagger, she frowned.

If she chooses to repair the wounds of the soul, Olica can be sure that she can be free, and joining the Death Army may allow her to cross the stars, but she is destined to only be subjugated, because she accepts the power of the Death God to integrate into her body, and she will never again. Unable to escape the control of Jena, the **** of death.

If she chooses to accept the knowledge and power of the Seventh Path, it means that her soul trauma can only continue to rely on Ryan's spiritual veins and psychic energy injection protection, with a greater prospect and greater development space. At the same time, Oli It is difficult for Ka to leave Ryan, without Ryan's protection, she who has studied the seventh path will immediately face the evil pursuit.

In the Palace of Fontainebleau at dusk, only the sound of the autumn wind sweeping the litter in the courtyard, all the idlers were cut off by Olica's magical technique "Pale Queen's Shadow of the Hades."

The incarnation of the **** of death and the choice of **** of death are waiting for Olika’s answer, and even Inani can’t help but look forward to it. If Olika is willing to join, then the seventh path will usher in a strong support, the **** of the dead. Unity with the power of the **** of death will add infinite possibilities to the future and a little more certainty for defeating the evil.

However, the dark elf didn't think for long, she raised her head grinningly, and said her own answer.

"Be with the master, continue to pursue stronger power, and enjoy double happiness... Then why not?"

…………I am the dividing line of double happiness…………

As Olica brought Inani, the **** of death, from the outside, Ryan, who was sitting behind the desk, felt a little funny and a little helpless.

Faced with this famous "Regent Princess", Ryan had heard about it for a long time. Originally, he had laughed at his thirteen brothers, but the original Gray Knight found that he seemed incapable of mocking... so Ryan decided to laugh at his thirteen brothers. Aesthetically, it is obvious that Inani's temperament is more wild and cruel, giving people a strong desire to conquer, and her appearance is definitely not as beautiful as Olica.

Of course, Ryan inadvertently ignored that Olica was also full of wildness and rage when he was just captured.

"According to our covenant with the Lord of Mankind, and the cost of saving the life of the priest, I am here to ask you for our reward." Inani is not interested in Ryan, and the shame of being rejected by Orika still lingers. In Inani's heart, she tidied up her mood and kept a false smile: "You are such a young original. I always thought you would be like your brothers."

"Mysterious, gloomy, or full of majesty?" Ryan stood up, the original body with his hands on his back, looking at the **** of death choice. Inani wrapped herself in a tight rune suit. This suit was from The neck covered the whole body, and even the palms and soles of the feet were half-wrapped. The rune suit covered the middle fingers of the hands and feet. Her soaring braids made her appear tall, but the strength of the **** of death made Ryan feel quite. For fun-Inani only has the strength equivalent to the sanctuary elementary to the intermediate sanctuary, and she has also been strongly suppressed by this world. No wonder she has died many times, and she has to rely on the power of the death **** Jena Constantly resurrected.

And this outfit always reminds Ryan of other things.

For example, what kind of narcotic investigation officer, to the demon forbearance.

"No, you are not as wise, energetic and good at communicating with others as him." Inani said, "But it doesn't matter."

"Well, wait a minute." Ryan motioned to the **** of death to wait for a while, and he went to fetch things.

Things were already ready, and the Primal Gray Knight complained that the Death Army was too late. When I received the news that the Death Army would handle some personal affairs, he came to him, but he actually waited for three years!

However, Ryan immediately cursed that his logic was wrong, just like the dwarf's concept of time. As the source of the elves, ordinary people are almost two thousand years old, and three years is really a concept for a while.

Just like Bellegar,

The original body took out two things, a sharp sword burning in platinum flames, and a string of rosary beads made of unknown crystals.

"This is..." Inani reached out and took the sharp long sword. The blade was made of dwarf tempered iron, with silver runes and porcelain pieces, and a small piece of weird text was faintly engraved on it. , And the other string of rosary is with transparent to dazzling light.

"This is the tooth of heaven's punishment and the rosary with evil retribution." Lane said calmly: "It is inscribed with the scriptures I personally compiled, and I bathed in my blood during the quenching process, and at the same time I attached it. A trace of my strength."

"With it, will we be able to defeat Shalaxi-Devil's Scourge?" Inani's eyes couldn't help but shine.

"No." Ryan sneered: "Sharah-Devil's Scourge is a legendary monster under the command of the evildoer. Its strength is so powerful that it has defeated the existence of Scarbrand. If its body descends, it will be considered as a demigod. The body is also very difficult to deal with, even if I am the Chaos Specialist, I have no absolute certainty that I can defeat this legendary monster."

"Then what's the use of you!" Inani's face changed as expected.

"These two things will not make your Death Army lose too ugly." Ryan said indifferently: "At least this sword can fight against Shalaxi-Devil's Disaster, especially its spells. As for this rosary... When you are about to lose, protect you from the threat of Shalaxi-Devil's disaster once, remember, there is only one chance."

Is there only one chance? Inani did not hesitate any more, she accepted the thing: "In return, I will give you this thing."

Inani took out a dagger. The dagger was inlaid with a soul stone, and it was full of the power of the death **** Jena. The shape of the dagger was very strange, it was a triangle with a vertical pen twisted "feng". The word pattern, there is almost no place to hold it.

"This is the salvation of the soul." Inani said: "It can resurrect a dying noble soul. The object is limited to elves. Like you, this thing can only be used once."

"And you can't use it, only Ms. Olica can." Inani handed the dagger directly to Olica: "I hope you can make good use of it."

Can the life of an elf be resurrected? ! Ryan faintly thought of something, he didn't say much, just nodded, and signaled Olica to put it away: "In this case, I can't help but show it."

"This is the scroll of the space-time force field." Ryan then took out a scroll: "Tear it when you need it, you can create a space-time force field, which will freeze an area, the duration and the subspace energy and physical constants. Relevant, but it will never be less than six seconds."

After the two sides exchanged things, Inani announced goodbye, and the three giants of the Death Army will leave the world through the network.

"Master, her power is very peculiar." After the Grim Reaper's pick left, Olica said playfully: "He showed me an unimagined path, some of which... are quite interesting. ."

"Very interesting?" Ryan was curious.

"Yeah! Just like Lilith once planned, she believed that only by resurrecting Nagash and letting the Lord of the Dead resurrect all the dead can resist the final moment. The so-called Seventh Path of Death also believes that only all Only when all of the elves or spirit races have died, can the power of the **** of death be fully activated, and then the sorrow can be truly defeated." Olica shook his head: "But it is very difficult to operate, very, very difficult."

"Yes, it's very difficult." Ryan shook his head. He was silent for a while before suddenly saying: "Did she try to dig my corner?"

"Yes." Olica put away the dagger, lay on Ryan's back, and said sweetly: "But I still want to be with the master."

Ryan couldn't help smiling, yeah, Olica said that he would be with me forever.

The two stayed warm for a while, and there was a knock on the door outside. A maid came in and said that the five "Sons of Breton" had been outside waiting for your Majesty's reception.

Olica took the initiative to get up and stand behind Ryan. The Knight King stretched out his hand to signal his five "children", and the "children of Bretania" who had been known to be magical in the past two years entered the room one by one.

Ryan has already chosen new names for these five heirs. They are called "Betain", "Xiafei", "Foch", "McMahon" and "Gustave".

They are the five gray knight recruits, and they are also Ryan's current strongest assassin and final trump card!

Maybe some of them will be the great saviors of the old world in the future!