Warhammer Divine Throne

PS;The North Barbarian Race is the four gods. Everyone only worships one of the four chaotic gods. It's not that tribes that mainly believe in fear and abuse will have no wizards.

When the chaos warriors of Egil and dozens Scarlins stepped into the ruined village, news came from the frontline scouts.

In the storm and cold wind, a robber rider galloped up on a war horse. A series of human heads hung behind his mount, and many of the heads’ expressions remained in extreme fear before dying. At that moment, blood was still oozing below.

"My king! Our fleet has surrounded this island. No living person will escape, and no one will send the letter from here." The scout moved towards Egil. Said.

"What about the war?" Egil's voice was calm. The king's battle axe was eager for blood, but such a weak southerner couldn't satisfy Egil.

"All the stubborn southerners on the island have retreated to a temple." The scout continued: "That is the Goddess Temple in the lake on this Landry Island."

"Goddess Temple in the Lake?" Egil asked suspiciously.

The king of Scarlins has repeatedly looted south, but he has always felt deeply contemptuous of the low beliefs of southerners, so he has never tried to understand the beliefs here.

"Let me do it, father." His son, Chaos Wizard Chakoi took the conversation. He calmly moved towards Egil and said, "The fairy in the lake is believed to be from Knight. Symbol and model... About a thousand years ago, a lord of Bastogne, Arthur, was blessed by the god when he was defeated..."

On the road, Chakoi Explaining the faith of the fairy in the lake in detail, Egil only felt contempt and disgust. The champion of the horror and abuse god chose disdainfully said: "A hypocritical little god, weak and depraved, caring for the loser. There is nothing like the true gods in the north. Profound mystery and wise and enterprising, only satisfied with his own weak rule, this deity is destined to be destroyed."

On the island, only the guards in the temple of Goddess in the lake are still resisting, robber We used simple siege pillars to hit the gate of the temple, and the wooden gate heard the sound of cracking, and Egil could even hear helpless prayers and crying in the temple.

This made him hate these low-level southerners even more.

Soon, the gate of the temple was smashed. Hundreds of Barbarian Race robber rushed into the temple and carried out a frantic massacre. No one was spared. A lake god Saintess worked hard to free the divine to protect the divine The technique wanted to protect civilians, but an oncoming axe knocked her to the ground, blood dyed her white dress.

Egil came to the lake god Saintess surrounded by the Scarlet Guard. The king of Scalins looked at the fallen lake god Saintess with contempt.

"You will be cursed! Disgusting barbarian!" The lake god Saintess said in a vicious tone: "You destroy the lady's Holy Land, you will be cursed by the lady, and your head will be cursed by the lady. Knight, the noble holy grail, was cut down and became the spoils of war for the lady."

"Ha! hahaha!" Egil laughed loudly. The laughter was indescribably cruel and bloody. He was not at all angry. On the contrary, the horrified god-chosen champion had a hideous and playful face. He motioned to his men not to kill the lake god Saintess, but to let her witness the tragedy in the temple with her own eyes.

The original clean and tidy temple has been covered in blood. All the serfs and freemen who hid in the Goddess Temple in the lake were slaughtered. The Barbarian Race fighters laughed and lifted their heads from their heads. Take it down, chop down the guards, and tear the refugees out of their hiding place.

"Before you die, you have understood that your death is not meaningless. The great blood god will enjoy your blood and heart. Soon, the will of the gods will be in Brittany. Walking on the land of Asia, Power of Primal Chaos will sweep the world, your proud Legion will be slaughtered, and at the last moment, the great horror will use his brass axe to chop down your fairy in the lake, Her head will fall on the ground with her pride." Egil said slowly, his tall body blocked the sun, leaving only a shadow: "Now, you know the truth."

After the words were finished, the hell battle axe fell, and the deathless head of the lake god Saintess rolled down the steps of the temple and landed beside Divine Idol in the temple.

The Barbarian Race fighters flooded the temple like a tide.

Egil stepped on the head of the lake god Saintess. He lifts the head, watching with satisfaction the gift he presented to the horror-a feast of blood.

The god-chosen champion of fear of abuse immediately noticed something unpleasant. It was a statue in the middle of the temple. This statue depicts a fairy in the lake crying for the common people.

Divine Idol seems to have spirituality, Egil seems to feel that a pair of cold eyes is looking at him directly through the statue, and the horrifying god-chosen champion feels a sense of irritation for no reason, and he is full of anger. , The battle axe was swung, and the fairy Divine Idol in the lake was chopped into two pieces and smashed to the ground.

And in fact, as Egil imagined, nothing happened.

This undoubtedly verified the superiority of the northern gods, and Egil yelled: "blood sacrifice, blood god! Skull sacrifice!"

"blood sacrifice blood god! Skull Offerings!!!" In the endless gunpowder and ruins, all the Barbarian Race troops roared loudly, shaking the sky, as if swearing that the wrath of the north would come.

Chakoy, the wizard of Chaos, simply used magic to foretell the woman who was destined to give birth to the heir to the God of Horror Chosen Champion.

This woman was hiding in a cave on a coastal cliff on the Isle of Landry. Egil immediately ordered his powerful chaos champion Kovindev to lead his guard to the cave.

About an hour later, Kovindev brought back a young and beautiful woman. She had a beautiful appearance and a charming temperament. When she saw this woman, Egil realized immediately , She is the woman who can give birth to a son for herself in the oracle of fear: "Who are you?"

"Hangers..." The woman calmly walked to Egil among countless chaos warriors. In front of me: "I also received Oracle, and the gods let us meet."

"Hangust? This is not your original name. You have golden hair and blue eyes. You used to be this kingdom. Noble." Egil said calmly: "Tell me, your original name."

"My original name was...Elizabeth, but it doesn’t matter anymore, I’m just a downright person now. "The woman trembled at Egil’s tall body and terrifying power, but she was still forced to calm down: "You need me, right?"

"I don't need you, but I need A son."

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Brittania, South, Count of Glamorgan.

In the early hours of the morning, the sky was dim, and Ryan was sleeping soundly with the dark elf in her arms on the large bed in the bedroom of the Earl’s Castle. Olica’s face was blushing, she put her arms around Ryan’s neck and leaned against On his chest.

"Ryan ~Ryan ~wake up~" A soft call resounded in the mind of the goddess pick champion in the lake.

Ryan woke up from his dream, and being awakened in the early morning made him feel a little uncomfortable, but the count still got up quickly: "My lady?"

"Ryan, come, come My tower, something happened in the north." The fairy in the lake's voice was a little urgent.

"I am coming!" Ryan got up, put on his clothes, Olica rubbed her eyes in a daze: "Master? What's the matter?"

"There is Oracle, you Rest first, Olica." Ryan kissed the dark elf affectionately on the lips.

"en." The dark elf and Ryan kissed gently, and then continued to rest. Ryan changed his clothes and hurriedly moved towards the fairy tower in the lake.

When Ryan rushed to the fairy tower in the lake, the fairy Lilith in the lake and Goddess Witch Morjana in the lake were all there. Seeing Ryan coming over, Morjana gave Ryan a worried look. , She apparently just like Ryan was just pulled up from the bed by the fairy in the lake.

"What's the matter, my lady?" Ryan strode to the lake fairy's side and said suspiciously.

The fairy in the lake was wearing a rose black gauze flower-carved black dress. She saw Ryan coming and was slightly sighed in relief: "Ryan, something happened. The Scarlins tribe in the north went south and they fell. Landry Island, slaughtered the residents there and destroyed my temple!"

A huge map was spread on the large table in the room, and the fairies in the lake pointed on the lush white jade. Lyonace is in an archipelago of Duchy Northwest.

"Barbarian Race, Scarlins..." Ryan narrowed his eyes.

He used to be Knight, the kingdom of Nord, and he is naturally no stranger to these northern Barbarian Races, but at this point in time is very strange. Clansman usually starts plundering in autumn and winter, and waits until the beginning of spring in February and March. Stop looting at the time and return to the northern wasteland.

Although it is known as the Northern Wasteland, this place is still warm for one month to one and a half months each year. This is the only opportunity for the northern Barbarian Races to grow land and replenish livestock.

And now it’s April, it’s actually a weird thing for clansman to go south this season.

"Lyonase is very weak now. The serfs occupy the castle of Barrymont in the north. The limited army in Duchy is stationed everywhere to counter the rebellion, and the problem lies here. Mousilon seized a lot of land. This duchy owns the longest stretch of coastline of all duchy in Brittania. It also has to face the cursed city of Mousilon in the south. Darheide has to face his own shortage of troops. Now the Barbarian Race in the north is invading, my lady, we must unite a sufficient number of Knight forces to defeat the Berserkers in Skullins." Ryan moved towards the lake fairy said.

"I know, I have entrusted a dream to Lord Jules of the Holy Grail Knight to lead a team of Knights and call for reinforcements to support Lyonace, and urge Dahlheide to organize an army to deal with Scarlin. The tribe of Si." The fairy nodded in the lake. She pointed to Kurona, the capital of the Knight Kingdom, where the Holy Grail Knight Lord Jules was stationed.

Curona is indeed much closer to Lyonasse duchy. Ryan has no opinion on this. In fact, he also lacks an excuse to intervene in this matter. The war in the north is a matter for the Duke of Lyonasse. If the king did not order, or Dalheide did not ask for help, Ryan could not intervene in this matter.

"Ryan, you don't need to be dispatched for the north for the time being." The fairy in the lake thought for a while, still shook her head.

Ryan is her chosen champion, and the fairy in the lake can't rely on him for everything.

"Well, I understand."

"But be prepared to mobilize your territory, my champion, I have a hunch." The lake fairy suddenly did not He said with certainty: "Maybe...this invasion doesn't look normal. Jules is the Lord of the Holy Grail Knight, and also a powerhouse whose sword technique can be compared with Ludwig, the leader of the Empire. It should be able to solve the problem."

"But if Ulles can't solve the problem, my champion, I need you at that time." The fairy in the lake turned her head and moved towards Mogiana and said: "Mo Jaina, send a message to Annara to let her act with Ulles."

"Yes!" Mojana took the lake fairy moved towards the third floor. Ryan remained on the fourth floor. Look at the map here.

The fairy in the lake followed Mogiana downstairs.

On the way down the stairs, the fairy in the lake said casually: "You seem to have a very good time during this time, Morgiana."

In the tone of the fairy in the lake There was a strange smell that couldn't be explained.

At the same time, her gaze was fixed on Mogiana's lower abdomen.

Mogiana blushed and couldn't look up: "I...my lady..."

"A lot will happen today, let Ryan leave."

"Yes...Yes."

The red face of Lake Goddess is almost buried in his full chest.