Warhammer Throne

Unlike Targris, Tyrion's perception of humans has undergone several changes before and after.

The first time he saw humans was when he arrived in Lothern when he was young, he saw humans in the alien activity area.

Before that, Tyrion's impression of humans was that of monkeys.

The young phoenix prince recklessly broke into the alien activity area and clashed with the mercenaries there. In the end, it was a big businessman who came forward to mediate. Tyrion didn’t understand. It was me who took the initiative to pick things up. Why did it end up being human? Mercenary apologize?

The big businessman happily told Tyrion, yes, it was indeed you who took the initiative to pick things up, but it was his fault that he tried to attack you, he was an idiot, and what he did would cause the entire Chamber of Commerce to be expelled from Osuan. In the process of trading with elves, friendliness is a power comparable to gold, and the stupid behavior of an ignorant fool while drunk can ruin all of this.

This incident gave Tyrion two impressions. The first is that human monkeys have never been as stupid and ignorant as many high elves imagined. At least they know the long-term vision and pros and cons.

The second is that elves are inherently superior to humans, both in race and talent. They take the initiative to choose things, but it is humans who apologize in the end. As the last blood of the Phoenix King, he is still noble. It's awe-inspiring.

Therefore, in terms of attitude towards humans, Tyrion does not feel that contact with humans is a shame like many high elves, and it is a waste of time to reason with monkeys, but Tyrion does not advocate being comprehensive with humans like Targris does. Cooperate, fight side by side and build strong alliances.

In Tyrion’s view, the situation is difficult and crises. Cooperating with humans for a short period of time, they should be regarded as auxiliary soldiers or mercenaries. Borrow their power so that the high elves can have breathing space, so that the high elves will have less casualties and less casualties. Loss, it is totally possible to drop.

And like Targris, treating humans as equal comrades-in-arms, partners or even brothers of life and death, and placing elves and humans in equal positions, this is impossible.

Therefore, when he saw Ryan single-handedly kill the evil demon, surrounded by stars like heroes, and enjoying the cheers of the great mages and the sword saints of the Safri Kingdom, Tyrion felt a little in his heart. accurate.

This was originally his stage.

He led the army to march all the way forcibly, but not only did he get out of the air, but he also watched Ryan's curtain call and received the award.

How can this not make the war lord feel unhappy, being charged like this, the joy of victory is not much left, he said to the adjutant Bella Ryan: "Okay, just win, you go call these lotters The archmages of Si Baita don't forget their shape, what if Chaos suddenly counterattacks!?"

"Counter-attack? It's... impossible, war lord." Bella Ryan thought that even if Chaos is a counterattack, he must talk about the basic law. Ryan has just expelled a big evil spirit and an entire army of evil spirits. This is the situation. Xia lost the connection point with the mortal world, it is almost impossible for Chaos to suddenly spawn an entire army.

"Impossible! Can you guarantee the impossible? Who can guarantee the impossible? Stand up!" Tyrion shouted at Bella Ryan.

"Yes." Bella Ryan understood immediately. He led the silver helmet knight into the post-war battlefield, ordered to stop celebrating and prepare for defense. Before the end of the night of witchcraft, there must be no slack.

Tyrion stood still, and he looked at Ryan intently, a little admired and jealous.

The war lord understands his own strength, and Tyrion is not particularly difficult to defeat the evil demon, he has this confidence.

But it is very difficult to be as clean as Ryan and basically harmless.

Some kind of whisper appeared again, and a crazy and bloodthirsty voice haunted Tyrion.

"Kill him, kill him! Killing this **** human, he took the credit that should belong to you!"

"Kill him, kill this human!"

"As a true king, you must be decisive!"

"Go and pull out that sword, kill him, kill all those who dare to be your enemy!"

Tyrion could hardly control himself, and the war lord tried to calm himself with the blood pouring in his head.

"There is a lot of darkness hidden in your heart, warlord." At this moment, something else attracted Tyrion's attention.

Ryan's brother, the commander of the Ash Legion, "Purple Phoenix" Fukun did not know when he appeared behind Tyrion. Fukun was very handsome, but his gorgeous and handsome face was dignified, so he stared at him. Looking at Tyrion, it seemed that the silver helmeted knight defending by his side did not exist.

Unexplained anger was directed at Fugen in an instant, and Tyrion said impatiently: "You don't need to take care of my affairs, human beings, take care of your own affairs, maybe you really played a role in this war, but Don’t forget that it was our Assul’s army that defended the White Tower of Hoss and created the opportunity for you..."

"I didn't say this, I didn't even mention this war, young man." Fogen frowned. If it weren't for the fact that this man is Targris's own brother, he wouldn't say this: "There is something else hidden in your heart."

"Huh!" Tyrion knew what it was. It was Kane's curse. Ever since the original Phoenix King Ainario pulled out Kane's sword, the Phoenix King's bloodline carried this kind of curse. There is a big gap between different people, such as Targris is almost completely unaffected, and another example is that he is troubled all day long.

I can defeat it, Tyrion said to himself, the war lord was uncomfortably forced to raise his head and look up at Fugen's handsome face: "Yes, but what does this have to do with you? Young man? How old are you? Humans, judging by your appearance, won't you be over eighty years old? Do you know how old I am? Even you, dare to teach me?"

"How old am I? God, I thought Tyrion, as a war lord, must have a high opinion, but I didn't expect to say such a vulgar language! Since you said that, I have a good proposal." Amused, Primarch, the son of the emperor, looked at the warlord with contempt: "If the elves only use age to calculate their wisdom, then I sincerely recommend that you immediately surrender to the Witch King Malekis."

"Enough! Shut up, because your brother supported the White Tower of Hoss, I will forgive your rudeness for the time being!" Tyrion became more and more impatient.

"Ah, I'm sorry I was wrong. Malekis was almost right. Our Lord Tyrion should be obedient to the words of the Queen Morathi. After all, she may be the oldest elf. Everyone said, right? Huh?" Faugan got his enthusiasm. He seized the loopholes in Tyrion's words and chased after him. He went on to say: "What is my proposal, do you consider it?"

Tyrion was so angry that he laughed. He even felt that he wanted to thank Fugen, because Fugen's words temporarily freed him from Kane's influence. He now feels that he is not forced to be angry, but instinctively angry: "Fu Commander of the Root Legion, don't think that I will not kill people in front of the White Tower of Hoss. I tell you! I have killed people in the Asuyan Temple!"

The strong smell of gunpowder also made the swords of both sides drawn. The remaining silver-helmed knights all drew their weapons, and Fukun also stretched out his hands to hold down the hilt, the golden power sword gleamed with glory, and the zombie who was backed by him was so lifted. The zombie storm surged on Ge's Spear.

This person, is he still the **** of choice for the snake **** Sotego? Tyrion noticed this scene. The war lord likes to use emotions, but he is not a fool. The existence of the snake **** Sotego is also very jealous of the high-quality gods, because among the lizard-men gods only Sotego still exists. You can bypass the restrictions of Asu Yan and enter the world's activities.

Tyrion resisted his anger. He turned around in Fogen's slightly surprised gaze, and signaled the Silver Helmeted Knights to put away their weapons. He was going to the White Tower of Hoss to discuss the strategic plan with Targris.

Fugen looked at Tyrion’s back, and the emperor’s son Gene Primarch lightly sighed. He saw the curse on Tyrion. Originally, he had some experience and insights to share. As an elder, he thought I have to convey to Tyrion a little bit of life experience. It’s how to fight this curse summed up by the original gene with a lifespan of more than 10,000 years. Since Tyrion doesn’t appreciate it, then forget it. Anyway, the Scroll of Phoenix Mantra is already there. Get started.

It's my shit?

What Tyrion didn't know was that Fugen was more proud than he was in his bones, but the man was lighter and he really felt it down to earth. The war lord walked towards the White Tower of Hess while thinking in his heart that Ryan and Fugen should be arranged. The group had left Osu'an, and it was annoying to dangle in front of them all day.

The naval battle has been finished. No matter how fast the undead pirates are, they will not be able to make up for the losses of the Great Dragon Fjord sea battle in at least 20 years, and the two iron armored ships have also burned out their shells, which is of no use value.

Arranging a wave of gifts and supplies is their hard work, Tyrion thought in his heart, let Finnuba grant more, it is not easy for humans to come from afar, let them get enough benefits and leave as soon as possible.

Hmm [58 novel www.58xs.info], I will arrange it when I go back.

…………I am the dividing line arranged immediately…………

Three days after the end of the Night of Witchcraft, the Safri Kingdom, the Moon Spire in the depths of the White Tower of Hoss.

A very, very simple wedding was held in the Spire of the Moon.

There were only three guests present at the meeting, namely Targris, Sulia and Olica.

After many delays, the fairy in the lake finally married Ryan as she wished.

Today Lilith is wearing a flower bud angel slender white beautiful tube top oblique wedding dress. The back of the long wedding dress stretches out for seven or eight meters. It needs Sulia and Olica to support it to move forward. Lilith did not use it at this time. The face of the fairy in the lake directly uses the appearance of the goddess of the moon. The goddess's wedding dress is antique and full of classical sentiment. The long white hair of the moon is sprinkled to the ground from the back of her head, and the beauty of the goddess is covered on her head. Under the yarn, her face was reddened, her hands were holding flowers, and she was shaking slightly, obviously excited about it, her blue eyes were shining brightly, she lowered her head, her eyes filled with water-like softness.

Melancholy brings tranquility, and restraint brings shyness.

Finally, this day has finally come.

Ryan was also dressed simply. He just put on a specially-made elf dress robe. Lilith meant everything was simple, Ryan couldn’t ask for it. He looked at the fairy in the lake, and Sulia and Olica behind her. , Couldn't help but laugh.

Su Liya is wearing a single leaf lily forged white shirt with a dark blue pleated skirt. Under the skirt are beautiful long legs wrapped in ultra-thin white unicorn velvet suspender stockings. Her eyes are shining brightly, female The knight was very happy that his beloved goddess and her husband were finally about to perform this ceremony.

On the contrary, Olica was quite unhappy. The Dark Elf pouted her mouth today, her face puffed up high, she was wearing an Ink Dai embroidered collar, vertical buckle, fragrant sleeve, Wanyue fishtail dress, and more Rarely wearing flesh-colored pantyhose and black pearl-studded high heels, Olica was obviously unwilling to do this. She was just forced to do it. The dark elves were a little envious and jealous, and she wanted to.

The fairy in the lake walked up to Ryan and was about to say something, but she lowered her head shyly, without saying a word, just indicating that Targris could start.

Ryan looked at Lilith like this and really didn’t know if she was pretending to be really shy. The Knight King just smiled and reached out to hold Lilith’s hand: "We have finally reached this point, madam, remember us. Did you meet for the first time in Moon Lake?"

"Remember, I remember all of them." Lilith lowered her head and dared not raise her head to look at Ryan.

When Ryan heard these words, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something. For a moment, there was nothing to say.

Only the high crystal windows of the Moon Spire showed the glimmer of light.

There is also a huge statue of Lilith standing in the palace, which is quite mysterious under the gleam of light.

It is also quite interesting that the goddess marries her goddess champion before her statue. Ryan watched Lilith fall to the ground, her long white hair that was as magnificent as a waterfall and smooth as silk.

I don't know why, Ryan always feels that compared to blond hair, it seems that the white hair of the goddess is also very beautiful, which suits his appetite.

Sure enough, are all Chongguo people controlled by white hair?

The whole process is really simple. Ryan is like a robot. Under the reminder of Targris, he is carrying out the wedding ceremony belonging to the elves. Everything that can be simplified is simplified. After only ten minutes, all the rituals have been completed.

Ryan took out the eternal brilliance crown made of green leaf white gold gemstones obtained from the treasure house of Bafeng Mountain, and the king of knight smiled: "My lady, I don't have a golden double-headed eagle wedding ring for you now, but fortunately I still have this. Hope you like it."

"This is?!" The fairy in the lake quickly eased from her dazedness. She looked at this crown that had been lost for five thousand years, and her expression quickly changed from shock to ecstasy. This crown symbolized the elf. The supreme authority of the queen and the supreme friendship with the tree spirits of Asoloron are sacred objects that the elves have spent countless energy and painstaking efforts to create!

Hundreds of godhead fragments and the blessings of two ancient treants are stored in this crown! That was the blessing left by Dursu, who had already fallen into violent turmoil and lost his senses, and the late Adanhu, the treant who chose to sacrifice themselves to purify and corrode in order to calm Alain.

"It's my turn to crown you this time, madam." Ryan gently placed the crown of eternal glory on Lilith's head.

"Now, I announce that the bridegroom can hug and kiss the beautiful bride." Targris's voice is a little weird. To be fair, the Supreme Mage actually doesn't want to see this scene.

But Targris is still willing to preside over the marriage of Ryan and Lilith, as long as the overall situation is favorable, he doesn't care.

Even for the Supreme Master, Lilith took the initiative to sacrifice Hue and tied Ryan to the chariot of the League of Order. It was a great achievement and a beautiful job.

May the light of love last forever, and love each other for life.

Ryan thought that this wedding was so thin, calm and pure, like transparent air, like clear water.

Water in the moon, moon in the water.

Lilith walked up to Ryan, stood on tiptoe, and kissed her husband.

At this time, there was only one thought left in Ryan's mind.

Is the culture of elves different?

Why did she stick her tongue in?