Warhammer Throne

Ryan took the Nemesis and approached the Red Duke in the wilderness.

The Red Duke looks miserable at this time. Half of his face has been completely ruined. There is nothing left except the burnt pustules and ulcerated wounds. The remaining half of his face is hidden in the helmet, only left. A pair of crazy blood-red eyes.

"Hundreds of years, you have brought pain to the people of this country." The nemesis burned with white flames and gleamed with light blue light, and Ryan approached with a sword.

"You can't understand my resentment, you can't understand my mission. I want to destroy this country, just like what they did to me." The Red Duke was burning all over, and he struggled to get up, but his body was a little ill. At the behest.

The holy water that has been concentrated by Alfred does too much damage to the vampire. Even though the Red Duke is already a high-level vampire, it still has no way to fight the power of the holy water. He can't control the chaotic magic elements, one of his legs. Lame, riddled with holes by the holy water.

But it still stood up, and with Wu's will, the Scarlet Duke barely got up.

"I can't understand, but I don't want to understand either!" The Nemesis waved, and a big tree was cut off. The Scarlet Duke barely avoided the attack. He rolled several times and reached a thicket.

Ryan’s fierce offensive has never stopped. He has a heart to kill against the Scarlet Duke. The Nemesis has attacked continuously, and every blow has forced him into danger. However, the Scarlet Duke himself has hundreds of years of combat experience. His strength is slightly weaker than that of Ryan, but he can still escape to survive: "You don't understand, you don't understand, what happened to me?! If it weren't for the gift of Abbot Wallace, I would have died early!"

He escaped Ryan's attack again and lay down on the ground. The Blood Duke fumbled hard, he touched something, and then subconsciously used it to counterattack.

"Chang!" The blades intersect, the sword of Aquitaine and the goddess of vengeance clash, this is the sword that has been passed down from the hand of the first Duke of Aquitaine and the noble holy grail knight Fredmond to the present. Its strength, in the face of Nemesis, it has not completely fallen into the disadvantage.

"Yes, in the end, only this sword will accompany me, and only it will accompany me from beginning to end!" The Red Duke used the sword of Aquitaine to launch a series of swift offensives against Ryan, but Ryan calmly took all of them. Resolved, the twenty-something young man in front of him was stronger than the Scarlet Duke, and the two had an extremely fierce fight in the forest under the night.

At the same time, there was the crazy words of the Scarlet Duke: "I! Participate in the Chiyan Expedition! I! Fight for glory in God! But other princes! Other princes! Jealous of my feats, they sent an assassin to assassinate me! Toxic, I am injured! I am dying! It was Abbey Wallace who saved me! He turned me into a vampire, or I would have died!!!"

"A hypocritical country! Hypocritical belief! Hypocritical glory, this kind of country is no longer necessary! I want to destroy all of this! Destroy it!!!" The blood red prince yelled, and he opened his own blood. Ryan used Nemesis to pierce his shoulders. The blood-red Duke reached out and grabbed the blade of Nemesis. He ignored the terrible power of the purifying fire. On the contrary, he opened his mouth and vowed to take everything. Undead magic and curse were poured into Ryan.

Counting death, he wants to Laline together!

But Ryan would not sit still, he clenched his right fist.

No matter what happened to the Scarlet Duke, what he did is not worthy of sympathy. For his hatred, he brought countless suffering to this country. He slaughtered his people and almost destroyed his family. In addition, the undead army was continuously assembled again and again, which brought too much pain to this country and mankind. In order to defeat him, one duke, five marquis, and twelve earls died in battle, and the dead knight was even more successful. Ten million.

His revenge was only for himself, and in order to defeat him, the knights of the knight kingdom shed their blood.

"Taste this!!" Ryan's fist was completely clenched, it contained explosive power, and the hard iron fist smashed directly into the face of the blood-red Duke with the trial from the Holy Grail knight.

The remaining half of the Red Duke's face was also deformed. The undead mana he wanted to spit and the blood of the vampire's curse were also beaten back by Ryan's heavy punch. Several teeth were blown away, and the Red Duke screamed After being hit by a big tree, he wailed in pain, then Ryan drew out the nemesis and cut it down with a sword. The nose of the blood-red duke was cut off with the arm he used to block it.

"Suffer! Holy Grail Knight!" The blood-red Duke's nose fell to the ground, and his face was sprayed with black blood. He tried to use the sword of Aquitaine to attack Ryan from behind.

Ryan immediately turned around. He held the Red Duke’s hand, and the incomparable force directly broke the Red Duke’s hand, and then held the sword of Aquitaine, piercing the Red Duke’s head from behind, sharp. The sword of Aquitaine pierced through the back of the Red Duke’s neck and pierced out of his mouth.

"Your life ends here, I won, you lost!" Ryan's fiery fist pierced the blood-red duke's chest from behind. The blood-red duke's chest exploded and a big hole was burned. The black heart was covered by the lake. The fairy's chosen champion caught it and crushed it directly. Ryan lifted the blood-red Duke's head with his hand, and then yelled in his ear: "Accept the trial!!!"

"Take off your helmet!" The Red Duke's helmet was taken off by Ryan, revealing his true appearance of being half destroyed and half already in a state of frequent death.

He must have been a beautiful man before he fell into a vampire.

"In the name of a lady! Judge you!" The Nemesis swept across, and the blood-red Duke's head fell to the ground. All his soul was sucked into the subspace storm created by Ryan, and he would never be resurrected.

The Duke of Blood, who gave Britania five hundred years of painful memories, died on the banks of the Grismore River.

Ryan understood that it was not that the Red Duke was weak, but that he had become stronger. After this battle, he had touched the threshold of the sanctuary.

"No!!!" In the distant sky, Manfred riding a zombie dragon was long overdue, and he happened to see the moment when the Blood Red Duke gave the head.

In the distance on the horizon, two teams of blood knights riding nightmare horses were approaching quickly, and everyone's expressions changed drastically. Ryan picked up the sword of Aquitaine and the head of the Red Duke. He said to everyone, "Go away! I'll come." Cover your retreat! Teresa's teleportation will take me and her away."

"No! Ryan, we promised not to be separated anymore!" Veronica was panting. She suffered some injuries. In order to burn the entire camp, the magic power of the Garland Witch had been exhausted.

"Veronica!" Ryan continued to shout, "Observe!"

Seeing Ryan's face firm, Veronica nodded: "Ryan, I'm waiting for you in the baronial collar."

Immediately, Veronica quickly left with two demon hunters and two half-elves, and retreated toward the predetermined place. As long as they crossed the river, there was an agreed army on the other side of the river to meet them and retreat.

But Gerald, Alfred, and Teresa stayed. The Sorceress didn’t say a word. She just took out a large amount of potion and poured it into her mouth desperately. The Sorceress also kept a large reserve of magic power. It will be the hope of escape for those who have died.

"Why don't you leave?" Ryan raised the Nemesis, the blood knight is only three to five hundred meters away, and Manfred's zombie dragon will be faster.

"You have no right to order me, Ryan." Gerold laughed, but the always serious kingdom knight was full of free and easy and happy at this time: "The strong enemy is now, not afraid of fear, loyal and upright, and would rather die than surrender, protect the weak. For the lady! I am the knight of glory, I am the knight of the lady, I should have done things like this after the death."

"Good friend, I have nothing to say." Alfred also smiled.

"Hahaha~ let's go." Ryan shook his head with a wry smile: "At that time, we should retreat after we destroyed the camp, but this is really a good opportunity to kill the Red Duke."

"I understand, Ryan, cover me!" Teresa took out a bottle of potion and poured it down again. The female warlock was surrounded by frost energy, and even covered her skin: "Buy me time!"

Before the words were over, Manfred approached, the Count Vampire was really angry this time, the Red Duke was killed! They lost a big banner, lost a leader.

Also lost the weak claim to this country!

More than thirty blood knights are charging in the night, the nightmare war horse is breathing sulfur air, the filthy lance is held high, and Manfred's zombie dragon is breathing the breath of the dragon in the sky, and it approaches at an extremely fast speed.

Ryan and the others immediately retreated into the camp. Many places were burning with flames, and many places were destroyed by ice-covered camps. However, this place has become a place to hide. Ryan, Alfred, Gerald, and Te Reza retreated into the camp, and the blood knights roared through the burning camp gate from the front.

Manfred's zombie dragon spewed out a large amount of dragon's breath, flushing away all the accumulated building materials, and also exposed the figure of Ryan and others. The vampire count shouted: "They are there!"

"Fight!" Ryan knew that they had nowhere to escape in the wilderness, so he turned around and fought the blood knight head-on. He flashed a sharp lance and slashed the leg of the nightmare war horse with a sword. The blood knight was thrown off.

"Blizzard!" The frost energy gathered into a cluster, and dozens of ice cones were formed in the air under the guidance of the female warlock. The blood knights were sealed by the female warlock in the snowstorm set. These terrifying knights who made the old world tremble received some little Obstructed, their charge was stopped.

"Ice barrier!" Teresa's spells were sent out like no mana. Several ice barriers separated the blood knights in three directions. Ryan, Gerald, and Alfred all rushed forward. The three men and the blood knight fought bravely.

The fighting power of the blood knight is very leisurely. Gerrod and Alfred are quickly suppressed by the blood knight. Alfred's body plate armor is cut open by the blood knight's filthy blade, the flesh is rolled, blood dripping, paladin The holy light that is good at these blood knights is no longer useful, the only effective is the long sword coated with holy water, relying on the long sword, Alfred barely dealt with the blood knights, and Gerrod’s body was already covered. After the wound, the kingdom knight's thigh, arm, chest, and shoulder were all injured, but he continued to fight as a lady.

withstand! withstand! Ryan yelled in his heart, they must hold the blood knights to ensure that Veronica and others can retreat smoothly. The Holy Grail knight bravely confronted five or six blood knights alone. The blade cut his face and he also hung up. The color.

Inside the camp, the fierce battle is raging. This is a golden opportunity of a lifetime, and Manfred vowed to die to Ryan.

After persisting for five minutes, the situation was extremely critical. Ryan and the others were forced to a corner of the camp and were struggling with the siege of dozens of blood knights and vampire Earl Manfred.

The blood knights crowded in the camp to fight against Ryan and others, while Manfred launched a spell showdown with Teresa in Sora: "Nagash's gaze!"

"Crystal cloak!" Teresa summoned a twinkling vortex of crushed ice, layers of ice mist wrapped around the slender body of the sorcerer, resisting Manfred's spell, the sorcerer's silver teeth clenched, and the crystal cloak was still there. When resisting Manfred's spell, she had already released the next spell: "Soika's call!"

Soyka’s call, the eight-ring magic, came from the original spell created by Soyka, the first ice sanctuary witch. The camp burst, and then an eight-meter-high ice tornado appeared, and the fighting blood knights were They rolled up greatly and blew the sky. Their stiff bodies were slightly frozen by the frost, but after only ten seconds passed, the ice cracked, and the blood knights quickly broke free from the freezing, enough to make normal people freeze to death. Frostbite on their armor had no effect on them.

Manfred was also suppressed by the powerful magic so that he could not open his eyes. The Vampire Count clenched the Blade of Desecration. He chose to give up riding on the zombie dragon. The Vampire Count could feel that the Sorceress in front of him was passing a lot of magic potions. And the overdrawn vitality came to fight him, so he decided to fight melee.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! A halberd pierced directly towards his face, and the paladin finally activated the magic spell: "Holy shield spell!"

"Theresa, how long will it take!" Ryan's nemesis cut off the armor of a blood knight, and he could feel the blades of at least two sharp swords passing by near his head.

"Fifteen seconds!" Teresa's face was pale as paper, and the teleportation technique was about to start, but she had no magic power!

"Hmm!" The sorcerer once again overdrawn the blood's power, and a two-meter-high ice wall blocked between her and Manfred.

It was useless, Manfred stretched out his hand, and the powerful undead magic quickly melted the ice wall that Teresa had created with all his strength.

Are you going to lose? The sorcerer fell to her knees sullenly.

It seemed that she was going to die here today, Teresa's cold face showed a desperate expression.

There is no magic anymore.

The trend is over.

Manfred, standing in front of her, has raised the Blade of Blasphemy: "It's over! This is your graveyard!"!