Warhammer Throne

Matthew Bard was dead after all. The psychic vortex created by Ryan engulfed his soul, and he would never be resurrected. Mobile phone hps:.

All the souls awakened by his magic art will return to death. Every ghost, zombie, skeleton and ghoul will tremble, and their resurrected corpses will collapse and disintegrate into dust and fall.

It was a hard fight, and Ryan was seriously injured. He leaned on the ground with the goddess of Nemesis, panting for breath, his mind was a little confused.

Mathieubad is indeed very powerful. His talent is excellent, and the training he has received is the best training. Arkhan has returned the power of the black holy grail knights to him, and he has cultivated it at an extremely fast speed. One such strong man in the sanctuary.

If it weren't for the last Ryan's whim, this battle may be a long time to go, and the outcome is still unknowable.

Blood, isn't it? Ryan looked at the fallen corpse and said nothing.

He knew the power contained in his blood best, watching his wounds, Ryan shook his head repeatedly.

This is an extraordinary method in extraordinary times. It cannot be used frequently. Using your blood as a weapon or smearing it on a weapon is a matter of Chaos. It is still a tribute to the blood **** terrorism. This kind of thing is done once or twice occasionally Now, if it is always like this, sooner or later he will become the choice of horror.

Or if you want to use your own blood all day long or worship blood as a holy thing, it is the holy blood angel, not the gray knight. Ryan has always disliked the mysterious recruiting ceremony of those guys, even if necessary.

Black furious warning.

In the distance, the Green Knight, the Duke of Pershmond, and the Duke of Francois led the remaining army to sweep everything. Those remaining human army had already become a mob. Ryan noticed that the Knight King Richard was madly charging and killing. The old figure rushed to the front, using the most vicious tactics, and Richard's every strike was a life-for-life style of play.

He wanted to die.

Ryan understood Richard's thoughts, he smiled, because it affected the wound, this smile looked particularly hideous. Obviously this old knight king could not do what he wanted because of the Green Knight, François and Bohemond. Three people charge forward, how can those mobs resist.

Moreover, this guy Calad is very ignorantly guarding Richard by his side to protect him. With such a sanctuary strong guard, where Richard might be in danger, the old knight king's face is obviously ugly, and he can't speak. Reprimand, can only use all of his strength to kill the enemy awkwardly.

"Hahahaha~" Ryan burst out laughing.

"Are you still smiling? Damn, you got so badly hurt!" The female warlock leaned on her staff and walked quickly closer. Teresa's black leather coat outlined her proud figure, her long legs swayed one after another, and she took a small step. Run quickly to Ryan: "Are you okay?"

"Don't worry, he can't die!" Veronica wears a fiery red leather jacket. Compared to the anxious warlock, the witch is obviously not so nervous. She said with a little sarcasm: "On this level, I want Ryan His life is far away."

Although she said so, Veronica's eyes were full of concern. The witch tore off her long skirt without caring at all. The long skirt worth a dozen gold crowns was torn in this way and used to bandage Ryan. Wound.

"It's okay, just take a few days off." Ryan was covered in blood and looked embarrassed. He stalked the ground with the goddess of vengeance. When the war ended, Ryan saw his two courtiers coming over and said, " Don’t believe me? You all come over tonight, I want you to see mine..."

"Shut up! Ryan, Taal's tooth! You are still full of thoughts at this time!" Teresa said reproachfully. The Sorceress was obviously not happy with Ryan's performance, and Veronica She patted Ryan's shoulder gently. She was about to say something, and a sharp cry came from a distance: "Oh! No! No!!!"

The granddaughter of Theodoric, Duke of Berleon, Fiona trot from a distance carrying her skirt. She crossed the fighting crowd, because she was dressed in a luxurious Bretonian female noble costume. The knights also avoided her automatically.

"Mathubad...no! No!" Fiona trot into the championship duel with her skirt in both hands. She immediately found Mathiebad's body and the head thrown on the ground by Ryan. .

Her face turned pale, and Fiona slowly approached step by step in disbelief. She knelt on the ground: "Mathubad? No, you can't just die like this, you can't just die like this! Our wedding What? You promised my wedding!!!"

Speaking of the end, Fiona's tone and expression have gone crazy, she grabbed the chest of the headless corpse of Mathewbad and shook it vigorously.

The beautiful noblewoman was crying now, but her boyfriend could never answer her words.

"This woman?" Veronica subconsciously held full vigilance towards Fiona. She clenched the Gentian's staff in her hand and pointed it at Fiona. A standard fireball technique was condensing, the fire element air mass. It burns in the air and emits fiery temperature.

Ryan laughed loudly. He stretched out his hand to signal Veronica not to be so nervous, and the champion of the lake fairies laughed: "Don't be like this, my dear, what do you think I am? I don't need help."

Veronica nodded and backed away. The witch had confidence in Ryan, and she had confidence in it for no reason. It was true that the female nobleman in front of her was only 25 or 26 years old, but her strength was not very good. , Veronica, who is already the pinnacle of the legend, or Teresa, who is the legendary high-level, did not feel pressure.

"What are you?" At this moment, Fiona interrupted Ryan, and the girl looked up from Mathieubad's body: "You are a murderer! Ryan Makado! You killed my fiance, You ruined my marriage!"

"You say yes, so be it." Ryan didn't care about Fiona's accusation at all. On the contrary, he looked at Fiona like a little girl who was not growing up.

At this moment, what else can the girl in front of him do to him?

After this championship duel, Lane's momentum was like a rushing ocean wave, and the entire knight kingdom was unstoppable.

Putting his gaze on Mathieubad's corpse, Ryan sighed. This was a respectable opponent. The duel with Mathieubad gave him a deeper understanding of his fighting skills and combat experience.

"Yeah, you have won, you have completely won, this kingdom, no one can stop you." Fiona said in a bitter tone: "Now, you have everything, you are a duke, you Get the righteous status, you murderer, you have won everything, you finally got what you want, are you satisfied? Are you happy?"

"No, I have nothing. You took everything from me. You made me lose my fiance. Do you know that we are going to get married soon?!" Fiona stood up and turned to Ryan hysterically Roared: "You ruined my happiness with your own hands, are you happy?"

Fiona's question caused Teresa and Veronica's displeasure. The two witches were really unimaginable. From what angle did the female nobleman speak such words?

Didn't she see the huge losses that the entire kingdom has caused due to the turmoil in Marshbad? Thousands of people fell, thousands of knights died in battle, this country shed too much blood to resist Mathewbad, didn't she know?

"She won't care." Ryan shook his head, still beckoning Veronica and Teresa not to act rashly: "All she can see is herself, and that's the case with exquisite egoists."

After speaking, Ryan turned his gaze to Fiona, with a flat smile on his face: "Dear Miss Fiona, do you think this is funny? Do you think I will feel guilty if you say this? I will sympathize with you after you say this?"

"You think too much, did I almost laugh out loud?" Ryan said indifferently: "Mahubard's death is well deserved. I have brought him to justice on behalf of the entire kingdom and the lady. He and his ambitions Go to **** together, it's that simple!"

The girl's face froze, her face turned from flushing to purple due to the violent emotional fluctuations: "You...you...inhuman scum! Scum! Beast!"

The aristocratic girl with insufficient vocabulary soon couldn't scold more.

"Are you finished?" Ryan squinted, and he sighed: "If you are finished, the single room in the nursing home of the Goddess of Mercy Church will have enough space for you to spend the second half of your life."

After speaking, Ryan waved to the distance, motioned the two kingdom knights who were guarding the distance to come over and take Fiona away.

Ryan has never sympathized with Matthew Bard, and he has never sympathized with a traitor and a former human who has fallen into a vampire.

He is just a recognition of Matthew Bard. He recognizes his position and goals, and recognizes him as his opponent. The two sides have some minimum respect in the championship duel, because respecting the opponent is equal to respecting themselves. Deserving of the most basic respect, his life is a life of revenge. Even Ryan is moved by his obsession and persistence. For revenge, he is willing to give everything he has, even if he gives up his human identity, even if he is killed by the library. Rona did not hesitate before.

Therefore, Ryan respected Mathewbad, and his way of respect was to show all his strength and completely wipe out this viper from the mortal world and the subspace!

"No need." Fiona's lips shed black blood: "He's dead, I... don't want to live anymore... You all hate me... Only Mathieubad treats me sincerely... Only him..."

The girl lay on the corpse of Mathieubad, as if she wanted to absorb the last bit of warmth, she gradually stopped moving.

Ryan, Teresa, and Veronica felt silent. Duke Moussilon looked at Fiona, who was martyrdom. This noble girl once caused him a lot of trouble and was disgusting. She was selfish, she was arrogant, and she couldn’t. Rationale.

But in the face of the death of Matthew Bard, she, an exquisite egoist, chose to die for love.

Human feelings are always so unpredictable, as Ryan thought, love is the most selfless thing, but the conditions that produce love are the most selfish.

The sky was blue, and the flames under the sky were endless. At this time, the mobs had all surrendered. The knights were cleaning the battlefield. The Marshbad Rebellion was over, and the chaos and pain he brought to the Knights Kingdom came to an end.

The history of Brittany has turned a new page.

…………I am the dividing line of the historical process…………

That night, Ryan and others were settled in the palace of Curona to rest.

The champion of the Lake Fairy’s selection was severely injured. The most serious injuries were punctured lungs, several broken ribs, and pierced shoulders twice, so he was arranged to recuperate. The Lake God Witch Mogiana smeared him. The wound medicine and the bandage were tied, and then he held a bowl of porridge in his hand and fed him bite by bite, forcing Ryan to finish the two bowls of porridge before giving up.

Maugiana obviously had a lot to do. The Lake God Witch got up and left after feeding the porridge, leaving Veronica sitting next to the bed to talk to Ryan.

"This room is really luxurious~" Veronica moved a bench to sit on the bedside, and she said with interest: "Ah, if only my room in the Wizard Tower was so luxurious."

"Puff, you think too much." Ryan couldn't stop laughing when he heard the words. He leaned on the soft pillow and shook his head repeatedly: "This is an accumulation of thousands of years."

The facilities in the room are extremely luxurious, and it can even be said to be extravagant. It is said that this room was used exclusively by Landuin, but later generations obviously misunderstood the true connotation of chivalry and blindly pursued luxury and enjoyment.

The Garland Witch wore an Elysee Angel Dream Butterfly Orchid dress at night. The low-cut long dress had high slits. She also tied a white bow ribbon around her neck. She was full of fairy spirit and wrapped her slender and straight legs. Wearing light white ultra-thin stockings and stepping on a pair of navy blue strappy high heels, Ryan could faintly see the white lace stockings of the stockings, and he couldn't help but glance again.

"Do you like it?" Of course Veronica noticed Ryan's eyes, and the witch approached with a smile.

"Of course I like it, I like everything you wear..." Ryan's eyes gradually changed.

"Then you want to..."

"Boom boom boom~" At this moment, the door of the room rang, and François' voice came from the door: "Ryan? Are you there? Can we come in?"

The two quickly separated, and Ryan shouted: "Please come in."

The two dukes of François and Pershmond walked into the room one after another. Veronica quickly stood up and greeted the old man and the Duke of Red Dragon. François simply nodded to the witch, and Pershmond De went straight to the point: "Ryan, there is a problem now, you need to make a choice."

"What's the problem?" Ryan knew that the appearance of the two dukes must be a major event.

"His Majesty Richard said that he is ready to abdicate." François took the conversation, and the old man stroked his goatee and smiled elegantly: "He asked us to ask if you are also ready. , If you think it over, you can prepare for the enthronement ceremony while most of the dukes are there."

Veronica's eyes lit up when she heard it. Is her man about to become a king at last?

Who knows that Ryan lowered his head to ponder for a while, then shook his head suddenly: "No, I can't be a king now, at least two or three years from now. Please tell Richard and let me refuse to take the throne now!"

The face of the new Duke Moussilon began to grow gloomy.

"The conditions for being king have not yet been fulfilled!"

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