Warhammer Throne

Step by step, Malekis walked up the steps.

The pace of time slowly walked over the diamond and platinum steps of Asuyan. Malekis, who was more than 7,000 years old, was there, looking affectionately. Before Asuyan, he was the shadow of himself when he was 1700 years old. The approaching life silently took away his glory as the prince of the election of kings. When he stepped into the holy fire, he lost all his glory and status and became the witch king who hated ghosts.

Malekis opened his mouth. He remembered an old ballad. How long has he not sang a song? It's about 5000 years, right?

With heavy steps on the magnificent steps, and hot blood spilling on the floor, Malekis suddenly felt that everything didn't matter, anyway, if he failed, the whole world would bury him with him.

He recalled the time when he was a child, when his father Ellario was walking in the barracks of the Kingdom of Nagaroth with his baby in his arms.

keep going.

He recalled his failure to become the Phoenix King. As a ranger, he traveled far away in the old world. In the land now in Bretania, he met his wife Ali Sala (yes, Malekith’s The first wife has the same name as the little queen Alisala), the chief high priest of Lilith, the goddess of the moon, how sweet the wedding time is.

It is a pity that after a period of marriage, Elysala discovered that Malekis was studying dark magic-the goddess of the moon the high priest chose to leave silently, and the couple have since separated.

He recalled that he continued to move eastward, Malkis's heart suddenly stabbed, he would never forget that the first Dwarf Supreme King held his hand tightly before his death, asking him to promise not to betray them. Friendship.

Snowy-White Beard! My best friend, my brother!

I'm sorry...I'm really sorry.

He recalled how ecstatic and accepting he was when his wife Ali Sara asked to return to him after a lapse of more than two thousand years, and how happy he was at that time.

However, this news was heard by the Queen of the Witch, Morasi, who charmed a high-precision prince and asked him to take the army to kill Alisala and her guards. How did he anger and kill his mother? He was tortured crazy in prison. From then on, he lost the last touch of warmth in his soul. He lost family affection and love at the same time. The only thing left was the desire for revenge. He let Morasi off because of his mother. Can help him get revenge.

Keep going, the torch is right in front of you.

Here comes the most funny thing, now everyone tells him, you are the orthodox King Phoenix?

What about everything I have done before, all the consequences I have caused before, and the countless sacrifices I have made before, what counts?

Malekis couldn't help laughing.

keep going.

The figure of the Witch King disappeared, leaving only a human figure screaming in the holy fire.

In the endless pain, Malekis' consciousness gradually blurred.

The world disappeared, leaving only myself burned in the flames.

So it ends like this? As Malkis thought, I failed again, father.

Father?

Everything around has disappeared, leaving only a vast expanse of whiteness.

New scenery appeared, the beautiful fairy manor, the full and taller rice fields, and a handsome figure who often appeared in dreams stood in the field, reaching out to Malekiss.

Tyrion! ? When he saw the opponent's face clearly, Malekiston shuddered, and the Witch King quickly backed away.

Oops! Malekis touched his waist, but found nothing.

Where's my sword? ? ?

The handsome and unparalleled figure looked at Malekiss panic, couldn't help but twitched his mouth, sarcastically: "What's the matter, Malekis? You don't even recognize your father?"

"Father... dear?" Malekis couldn't believe it, and the Witch King hurried forward a few steps, his voice trembling.

"Ah, seeing how my son grew up, how he became such a shameless face, you really lose my face." The first Phoenix King, the hero who saved the world, defended the legend of the glory of the elves, the founder of the Phoenix dynasty, and explored Aina Rio said coldly: "I gave you the name Malekis because of the loss."

When the years turned quietly with tears, the tall, handsome, and invincible Elario was there, looking affectionately, everything seemed to be back to the far point, the new kingdom of Nagaris, the teenage Maleki His father taught him swordsmanship and his mother taught him magic. Time flies, young Malekis carries his bag and heads to the Anuri Mountains to hunt.

As if it was yesterday.

Tears had blurred Malekis's eyes, and the proud Witch King knelt on his knees. He laughed and whimpered and said, "Father? Son? Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

How many years has he not cried? 3000 years? 4000 years? 5000 years?

Tears flowed down Malekis' face, and the Witch King gritted his teeth. He sucked his nose vigorously, and said to Alario: "Father, can you come here?"

"Huh?" Ailario approached gently.

Malekith slammed a punch and slammed it directly into the face of the original Phoenix King. He cried and roared: "You TM really married a good wife! Father, do you know that the **** Morasi brought me? How much trouble? Do you know how much pressure I have as your son? Do you know how much criticism I have suffered? Everyone is saying that I am a child cursed by Kane's blood! Everyone is afraid I hate me!"

Ailario's face changed slightly, and the first generation Phoenix King reached out and pushed Malekis away. He said coldly: "Okay! Very energetic, with this kind of strength, he is like my son."

"You still look like this annoying, father." Malekis sneered, crying.

"You are in this unpleasant look too, son." Alario also said coldly.

The father and son laughed at the same time.

"How old are you this year, Malekis." Alario's expression remained cold.

"6982 years old, father." Malekis stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears. The Witch King remembered with great effort, and then said: "But I didn't count my time in the Chaos Wasteland and the Chaos Domain."

"That's also long enough to live." Ailario said unceremoniously, "My life span has not reached the end of your life."

"Then should I be happy or sad?" Although Malekis was still crying, he also sneered: "Be happy, your descendant Tyrion has drawn the sword of Kane, and now no one is his opponent. ."

"...This is not unexpected, do you know why I put the Kane sword back?" Elario said coldly: "I had thought of this day, but sooner or later, just like me and Kahler. Many-the parting of the dragon trainer, and the parting of the elves are also destined."

"Why?" Malekis waited for his father's answer.

"Because the battle is too desperate." Alario said lightly: "Even if I draw out the sword of Kane, I can kill any demons that appear in my line of sight, but the chaos is endless, and I am one Human clones lack skill, so the demise of the elves is doomed, so Calledo proposed the'Maelstrom Project'. At that time, I flatly refused to cause the break. The current elves must evaluate me as short-sighted and stupid, right?"

"They are all ignorant cowards." Malekis gritted his teeth, and the Witch King felt resentful at the cowardice of the elves.

"I had a reason for choosing that way." Ailario nodded, "Because Calledo's plan is actually very low in success rate. We all know that the Maelstrom has succeeded now, and then push forward on the premise of success. I'm a fool to come to the conclusion, but what if I don't succeed?"

"The elves will be destroyed immediately." Malekiss nodded.

"Yes, the situation at the time was that I still had hundreds of thousands of troops and more than 20,000 dragon knights under my command. If the Maelstrom plan is not implemented, I can at least protect Osuan for decades, but if the Maelstrom plan fails The result of draining all the magic power of Osuan is that Osuan will be completely fallen within 7 days.” Alario said lightly: “All magic weapons and magic circles will be invalidated, and the elves will immediately perish.”

Malekis fully understands, although the late death is limited, but how many people are really willing to give it a go instead of going to the end? The battle royale game in the arena of the countless slaves of Nagaroth obviously only one person can eat the chicken in the end, why the group of gladiators still fight with their lives?

"I did not approve of this plan at the time because the success rate was too low, and I did not give up on the Maelstrom plan. I just needed time to consider and make choices. However, as a result, within a few days after I rejected the plan, Calledo directly Betrayed me and started this plan." Ailario's face was full of indifference: "I only knew that the ceremony had begun at the most critical moment. I was forced to leave Morasi and you and you took the dragon knights to protect those who did not. The traitors and people who are willing to accept my command, I unite all the power I can use to face the four strongest monsters under the four chaotic gods. What am I for? I am not for the elves' tomorrow?"

"But they betrayed you!" Malekis roared.

"Yes, they betrayed us." Ailario seemed very indifferent: "These people who survived did not save the compatriots who were affected by Kane, nor did they appreciate our sacrifice. They just repeated doubts and discrimination for fear of recurring. A crazy martial artist ruled them, why not let you become the Phoenix King? It’s because the whole elves owe me so much that they can’t repay them. There are too many politicians."

"Remember, Malekiss, we don't owe the elves anything. On the contrary, the elves owe me a lot, a lot." Alario said coldly, "You are not the result of being recommended by everyone. You just got back what was destined to belong to you, nothing more."

"That's it." Malekis repeated.

Yes, I am the son of the Phoenix King, and the Phoenix Throne should have been mine! The high elves owe me, and I don’t need anyone’s approval or mercy.

"The splendor of the elven empire can still be reproduced. It's up to you, Malekis." Alario nodded slightly, and the first Phoenix King sneered. He fixed his eyes on his son: "If it were my son. ..."

"Have you ever loved your mother? Father." Malekis understood completely.

"If venting the desire for flesh (harmony) and the pursuit of beauty are feelings, maybe there is a little like it." Alario said casually: "I only loved one woman in my life."

"Eternal Queen Estalia?" Malekis was stunned for a few seconds.

"Um."

That's okay, I don't have any psychological pressure to deal with my mother.

"After you become the Phoenix King, remember to marry Eternal Queen Elarielli. That is a good woman. Treat her well." Elariou nodded: "If you have someone who is sorry, it is Finnuba. Treat him well. daughter."

"Daughter??" Malekiss face was dumbfounded: "Wait, isn't Ellareli Finnuba's nominal wife and Tyrion's lover?"

"Ira Ruili is the daughter of Finnuba. When the last pseudo-king Bell Haze was on the throne, Finnuba was already engaged with the last eternal queen. Ella Ruili was Finnuba and the last one. The child of the Eternal Queen, she was born after Finnuba succeeded."

Malekis felt his head was particularly confused.

"Remember, Malekiss, you are your own master, and my blood is flowing in your body. You have always been your own master. You have always made decisions for yourself, and always have been. When the people abandon you, you never Bow your head to his people. You never bowed to God when our God was targeting you. In the end, you wouldn't bow to Chaos, right?"

"Yes, father!"

"So, that's it." Alario smiled at Malekiss, the first Phoenix King shook his hand, he turned into a thousand winds, and left: "Today is your birthday, Malekis, happy Birthday."

"Thank you." Malekis shed tears again, and he wiped away the tears vigorously. He has long forgotten his birthday, but Elario still remembers it.

The first Phoenix King dissipated in the light and shadow.

The phoenix Yu Fei, and its feathers, disappeared without a trace.

Listening to the drizzle of the phoenix tree, soothing its leaves, shaking the memory with the wind.

Forever Elario, forever defender, forever legend of heroes.

The temple of Asuyan opened wide, and the intact Malekis walked out. He was strong, handsome, and powerful, without any harm. Asuyan's power enveloped him, he was no longer a mortal. He is the embodiment of Asu Yan's will and strength.

The overall situation is set, and hope still exists.

Three days later, Lothern, Phoenix Court.

Thousands of people stood in the huge square, preparing to witness the new king’s enthronement. In the middle of the black guard phalanx and the phoenix guard phalanx, he finally took off his armor. Among thousands of eyes, he walked towards the throne step by step.

Lilith, the goddess of the high elf moon, appeared, and the pale queen Olica of the dark elf also appeared. They were standing in front of the high elf and dark elf in the hall.

Malekis walked to the center of the hall and knelt on the white carpet.

The Supreme Master Taigris of the White Tower of Hesi began to read the edict: "From the oracle of Asu Yan, the lord of the heavenly gods and phoenix, the oracle said."

"I heard that Asuyan's blessings are permanent and must be returned to the protagonist. Therefore, the four seasons are in order, the mortal Taikang, the first generation of the Phoenix King Malekis, Wen Tao and Martial Arts, Feng Ri Tian Biao, Shen Xiao Ai La Rio He bows, respects the gods, protects the people, valuable resources, and worthy of being a king. The Lord of the Phoenix, Asu Yan, ascended the throne as King, King Zhaoji, and the twelfth Phoenix King!"

"Long live the Phoenix King!" Some chaotic shouts sounded in the square.

In silk and bamboo wind, in the ensemble of accordion and clarinet, with the accompaniment of harp and trumpet, Phoenix King Malekis stepped up the steps. He looked at the Phoenix Throne in front of him with mixed feelings. , There is joy, respect, anger, and sadness.

He could hardly use words to describe how he felt at this moment.

This belongs to me, all this belongs to me!

Even though it’s 4500 years late, have you seen it? Father! I finally got everything I lost!

Thinking of Alario, Malekis's nose was sour.

The goddess of the moon, Lilith, was standing next to the throne. Olica was holding a silver plate with the Phoenix crown in her hand. Malekis knelt down again. Lilith was smiling. The goddess took the crown and raised it. , And then gently put it on Malekiss head: "Now, the era of the new king has come!"

"May the gods bless you, Malekis, the true Phoenix King!"

The petals of the phoenix flower are floating all over the sky.

On this day, Osuan ushered in a new era.

Malekis walked down the steps, Targris and Imric followed him, and the Phoenix King searched back and forth along the celebrating procession. He recalled Targris's guidance: The Phoenix King must go to eternity. The queen salutes and pays tribute. This is Osu'an's rule, and the Phoenix Kings of all generations will abide by it.

He also noticed that many people in the crowd looked at him with fear, doubt, and hostility. Obviously he, the Phoenix King, is not enough to convince the crowd, even if he has gained the power of Asu Yan and has become Asu Yan. Incarnation.

Soon, Malekis found the Eternal Queen, Elarili, who returned to Osuan along the roots of the World Tree three days ago, and then rushed to attend his enthronement ceremony without stopping.

Elarielli and Malekis looked at each other. The Phoenix King and the Eternal Queen met. Targris quickly reminded Malekis: "Your Majesty, bow."

"What?" Malekis was stunned.

"She is the Eternal Queen, greater than the Phoenix King, and now you are seeking her support." Targris was anxious: "Hurry up and bow, otherwise all Azul will have opinions on you!"

Malekiss expression changed slightly, and he suddenly realized that even if he was enthroned, he still had a lot to do.

Seeing the allure beauty of Elara Ruili and her unique super affinity and ethereal and tranquil beauty, Malekis swears that he has never seen such a beauty who has such an appetite for him.

It's so beautiful!

So, there is only one answer!

The new Phoenix King did not hesitate anymore. He stepped forward quickly and suddenly knelt directly on one knee. The Phoenix King reached out and grabbed Elarielli's little hand wrapped in white lace gloves. Malekis shouted: "Elarielli Your Majesty, please marry me!"

The voice echoed in the entire Phoenix Palace, and it could not be calmed down for a long time.

Targris was shocked, Imric was shocked, and all the high precision princes and dark spirit fear lords were shocked.

Lilith and Olica were shocked.

Elarielli also took a few steps back in shock, the Eternal Queen subconsciously wanted to get rid of Malekis's hand, but couldn't get rid of it.

"Marry me!" Malekis repeated.

The entire Phoenix Palace was silent.

(End of this chapter)