Warhammer Throne

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Targris was thin in stature and was almost 1.75 meters tall. He wore the crown of Safri’s battle on his head. From the peaked wing helmet and crescent crown that are typical of high elves, Ryan could not fully see Targris’s. Face, but he still saw Taigris's appearance roughly.

The supreme master of the elves had indifference and calm on his face. It seemed that everything in the world could not shake him. Compared with normal elves, Targris was not arrogant, but seemed wise and profound, unpredictable.

What's more special is that Targris's features are neither exquisite nor handsome. His features are relatively simple, and he has a pair of not-so-good-looking dead fish eyes. If this feature is placed among humans, he would be considered a little handsome. , But in the high elves of many handsome men and beautiful women, his appearance can only be regarded as a middle-to-lower bourgeoisie.

According to Lilith, the fairy in the lake, Tarion’s brother, Tyrion, is a real super handsome guy. His handsome and charming looks are the top elves among the high elves. In addition, he was bohemian and humorous when he was young. , The temperament is cheerful, but also a little shy, which makes Tyrion become the most popular elven prince in Osuan. Wherever he went, countless elven girls showed him kindness and gave him wine and fruit.

Brother Sunshine is always a welcome object and admirer wherever everyone goes. Lilith couldn’t help laughing when she said it. She said that whenever Tyrion went to do business, the elves of every kingdom would sing around him and talk to him. He talked, gave him all kinds of small gifts, and even recommended a pillow seat, and Targris was always ignored.

Targris had learned how to strike up a conversation with the elf girl, but the elf girls were not interested in this ugly and a little lame guy, ignored him and ran away.

Lilith told Ryan that Targris had suffered a major blow in this matter. Since this incident, he has taken an indifferent attitude towards men and women. It does not matter if he has it or not. It will be easy to follow. If someone recommends a pillow, he usually does not care about it. Do not refuse, but never leave a woman by her side.

Of course, the times are different. What I said before was what they did when they were minors. Now Tyrion and Targris are the guardians of Osuan, honorable, and famous.

Tyrion is the overlord of the High Elf War Council. Phoenix King Fenuba has actually given him the power of the Phoenix King, and Taigris is already the Highest Division, a high-precision division. The leader of the mage, now Taigris is full of the city and majesty of the upper person, and his every move is full of moving power. He is the hero of this world, and his reputation is the supreme master of the world.

While Ryan was looking at Targris, the Supreme Master was also looking at him.

This human looks twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with black hair and blue eyes, with good features and very handsome, but there is not the slightest flashiness in his eyes. His eyes are full of confidence, a kind of extreme confidence, and Ryan's face is a little shameless. He was more confident. His eyes radiated the light of psychic energy, and the wind of pure psychic energy flowed out of his body. Targris had a three-point favor in an instant, and this favor was brought about by the identity of the caster.

Ryan obviously possessed a kind of self-confidence that he had built up in blood and fire after many battles. Following his actions, the surrounding space was fluctuating and slightly sinking, which showed that he was already a sanctuary. The powerhouse of the order.

At this level, even the elves will look straight at each other.

There is no doubt about the Supreme Master, Ryan must be the one predicted by Lilith.

Being able to kill "Red Eye" Egil Steelbjorn is a great achievement, and it is also a great achievement for the elves. When Prince Siegwald, the champion of the gods of choice, the "beauty", was defeated by the elves, the elves tried their best. The failure to keep him is the proof.

"Hello, Ryan Makado, I am here because of you. It seems that people are as their name is. In Osu'an, we heard your name. You killed the Great Demon Nur and ended the'Red Eye'. The legendary story of Gil-Steelbjorn for centuries, Azul congratulates you and congratulates you on your happy wedding.” Targris raised his head and looked at Anglang behind Ryan: "Who is this?"

"This is my brother, Anglang." Ryan introduced with a smile.

"Hello, great elves fight." Anglang's elves are not very standard, with a smell of dirt, and can only barely understand.

Big Si war? Targris raised his eyebrows, thinking what it was: "Hello, Mr. Angelang, I feel your strength."

The faces of the high elves behind him changed.

Judging from the extremely terrifying aura exuding from Anglang, this Ryan Macadoo's elder brother is even stronger?

"It seems that human beings are not as weak as imagined." In the army formation, an elf secretly said: "I mean, even monkeys, there are special fighters in them."

"Yes, it seems that we were out of luck today and met two at a time."

"This big guy scares me. Isn't he really the incarnation of certain gods?"

"He looks like a barbarian!"

The high elves were whispering. The appearance of Anglang unexpectedly reminded them of their own deity, the incarnation of the forbidden **** of blood and war, Kane.

"Please go into the details." Ryan motioned for Targris to enter the castle to speak, and the Supreme Master nodded. He ordered the high elven army to be stationed outside the town of Jean, near the wood elven observatory, with only Hess. Zoltan, the magic swordsman, followed Ryan towards the castle.

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The main material universe, the Milky Way, the heart of the human empire, the Holy Terra, the Royal Palace, the Throne Hall.

On the golden throne of countless skulls and gold piles, hundreds of cables and iron rings firmly bound a red figure. This red figure is tall and concentrated. He is concentrated and has no time to speak. His eyes are tightly closed, constantly An electric arc is blowing around his head.

The Golden Throne is running at full speed. This ancient machine has been built since the rise of the human empire. It has been in operation for nearly 11,000 years. This machine is huge and extremely complicated. Hundreds of mechanical priests are constantly debugging and repairing them. Failure, the static arc bounces between the duct and the cable, and the air is full of the smell of ozone.

The emperor with a golden body and golden armor stood in front of the throne. His cold eyes stared at the red son Magnus who was controlling the golden throne. There was no emotion in his eyes, and no one knew what the lord of humanity was thinking. , Everyone only saw that Magnus was fully controlling the energy of the Golden Throne to ensure the continued operation of the Golden Throne.

There are many imperial troops standing behind the lord of mankind, but there is no doubt that these imperial troops are not qualified to stand beside the emperor, because there are more important people standing there now, and the imperial troops can only stand with admiring eyes and straight postures. , Watching the figures on the steps.

In a blue Seiko power armor, the 13th Army's ultimate fighter original Robote-Kiliman, who is currently the regent of the human empire, stood behind the emperor. He looked at Magnus in pain, and said with a bit of irritation: "Father, we have fixed the gap in the net under the palace. Does Magnus still need to sit on it?"

"As long as we rely on the Star Torch for subspace navigation for one day, Magnus or his father will sit on it for one day. Kiliman, this traitor has already been punished, and now we give him a chance to live. Kindness, not torture." The commander-in-chief of the human empire on the west side of the Great Rift, the First Legion Dark Angel Primarch Leon-El-Johnson said impatiently: "Or do you want your father to sit on it?"

Gilliman couldn't answer this, he could only shrug his shoulders: "Well, Leon, I didn't mean that."

"But I think that's what you mean, Gilliman." A guy with a loud voice and an unusually tall body spoke up. His skin was as dark as charcoal, and his voice was full of excitement: "For love There is still a dream of peace, and I came back here at the call of my father! So is Magnus! This is his duty!"

"Vulcan! Don't talk to me about responsibilities!" Magnus sitting on the golden throne suddenly opened his eyes, and he shouted angrily: "You are embarrassed to talk about responsibilities? You go out of the galaxy in a flying machine. Explore the places where the star torch can't shine and throw a mess at your heirs. Are you embarrassed to say that?!"

"That's not a mess, that's a glorious mission! Magnus~ I promised that I will only get back the nine holy artifacts I left, and I will return to fight with them again. There is no challenge, and the reward is worthless. … As a result, my father summoned me to come back in advance.” A **** man who was nearly four meters high said loudly: “This is my unfulfilled responsibility, because my father’s orders are more than everything! So I came back, bathed in the flames of war!”

"Bah! You guy! But I'm afraid of death because I don't have the immortal body, so I'm ashamed to say?" Magnus retorted unconvincedly: "Or you can change positions with me?"

Before he finished his words, a figure with white skin like snow and dark hair appeared in front of Magnus like a ghost. He had a pair of black feathers like black jade, and his pitch-black claws were lifted gently. Like the voice of the ghost: "Quiet~Magnus~."

"...You will be like this." Magnus put his gaze on the sharp black claws, closed his eyes as if giving up, and continued to manipulate the golden throne.

At this time, the emperor opened the mouth.

"...Are the things I ordered ready?" The emperor turned around and looked at the four Primarchs standing behind him.

"Ready, father." Kiliman took over the topic, Ultra Warrior Gene Primarch, the current imperial regent looked at the noise in the Throne Hall, and his heart was warm, although the Primogens inevitably quarreled when they stayed together. , But Gilliman is eager for this kind of quarrel. He needs someone who can negotiate too much: "According to your instructions."

A group of imperial soldiers came in from outside carrying several large boxes. The emperor opened the first box, attracting everyone's attention.

The black man opened his mouth in surprise:

"Gosh, this is?!"

Inside is a set of specially crafted vibrating gold plate armor, made by Mars Mechanical God. The plate armor is engraved with countless defensive engravings and added many technologies from the Great Expedition era. It is also filled with scriptures. The emperor will personally Blessings, this set of exquisite vibrating plate armor is Ryan's wedding gift, and the emperor specially gifted it to Ryan's wife, Suria, as Ryan's betrothal gift.

The remaining boxes were also opened. Inside were nine sets of amazing value jewelry, made of platinum, gold, jade, jade, diamonds, gems, crystals, pearls, and opals. The raw materials for each set of jewelry were Offered by the oldest family of Shang Langren dating back to the Great Expedition, and then refined by the emperor's secret method and blessed by the emperor himself, their total value is an astronomical figure.

These nine sets of jewellery were ordered by the emperor to be purchased by the nine supreme lords of the Council of the Supreme Lords of Terra, and were also a wedding gift prepared by the emperor for Ryan and presented to Sulia.

"Ryan is about to get married. I can't attend it in person, so you should all go to his wedding." After the emperor checked the gifts, his face finally got a little expression. : "On behalf of me, but also on behalf of the old friend who died because of me."

The four Primarchs all nodded: "We are ready to go, father."

"Wait... what about me? Father? Where about me?" Magnus suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of flattery: "Ryan is my brother too!"

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