Warhammer Throne

"Not good! Fire shield!" Veronica pulled out a scroll from her arms as quickly as possible, and the red flame formed a protective cover, protecting her and Ryan in it.

"This little flame, this little flame, how can it hurt me !!!" The roar of the fallen hunter rang through the orphanage, the fire shield was broken by him, and Ryan immediately waved the warhammer and Belt to fight again In a ball.

"You ... cut the flame ?!" Veronica opened her eyes wide and the witch retreated immediately, and despite her pale face, she was ready to cast spells again.

"My Lord didn't give up on me after all!" Belter drove Ryan back with a whirlwind, and he laughed wildly: "It's a wonderful fight. My Lord has noticed me! From today, there will be no Belter, Only the fearful champion, the fatalist! "

After finishing his speech, he was scorched and black, with burnt wounds and viscera everywhere, and Belter suddenly extended his long sword and cut a wound in his left rib.

Then he cut another wound on his right shoulder.

Suddenly, a large amount of blood spewed out of the two wounds, and after the blood flew in the air, he surrounded Belt.

Ryan also wanted to attack, Veronica quickly pulled him: "Don't! Ryan, that thing is full of explosive energy!"

"Damn! Sure enough! Belt's actions along the way have received the attention of the blood god!" Lane had to stop.

Within seconds, the blood color faded in the explosion.

Iron gray replaces the color of the original skin. Two huge horns protrude from the head. A bone spur pierces from the middle of Belt's head and rises high. The top of the bone spur hangs his instructor-the devil The skull of master Jacob.

His breath has been promoted from legendary mid-level to legendary high-level.

Belter's one hand turned into a huge pointed claw, and the other hand held a giant axe taller than a person. The muscles of the whole body bulged up. He waved an axe towards Ryan. The axe cut the sound barrier and was heavy. Hitting on Ryan's warhammer, while Ryan was ready to continue the battle, Belte stopped.

The depraved hunter Belt, no, it should be said that the terrible champion killer proudly said: "The road to honor is **** and long, and every battle is a step to the top. The end of the road is a reward that mortals cannot imagine, only Those who are brave and courageous and blessed by the blood **** personally deserve it, and you deserve it, I deserve it! "

"Mortal, do you want to be full of power like me? Do you want to have endless honors and blessings like me? I give you a chance, if you can fall into the arms of my Lord together, I can spare you and this witch immortal . "

"..." Ryan was silent, and he said softly towards Veronica: "Veronica, back slightly."

"Ryan?" Veronica nodded gently to Ryan, and the two gave a wink.

Do you want to use that?

Ok!

The Witch of Galan slowly backed away, while Ryan reached out and grasped the hilt of the one-handed sword behind him.

Veronica's beautiful apricot eyes are full of men's shadows.

Ryan seemed to be thinking about choices, and the killer did not attack. The genetic primitives took out the potion holy water given to him by the fairy in the lake. The holy water immediately played a role, forming heavy mist in the subspace, blocking the vision of the evil god.

"Infinite cracks in the subspace and the power of chaos rushing through them are eternal nightmares that are lingering in the main material world. Evil gods and demons tear the fragile veil of chaos and real space with fear. The great emperor foresaw, if No matter how long he arbitrarily rushes, countless souls will be burnt and countless glory will be reduced to ruins. Chaos Evil God will return to the world, bringing an endless and endless nightmare. "Veronica used it gently in her mind. The Gothic recitation read a passage.

This passage records secrets about Lane's life and his surname.

"At this time of darkness, the emperor found his most loyal servant-Mowen-Makado, the emperor's most loyal servant crossed the heavy blockade and completed this impossible task."

"The gray knight was born, they were like piercing the light of darkness, they were the last and final salvation of mankind, the last gift of the emperor."

"Ryan Makado."

Ryan held the sword handle in his right hand, and under the impetus of his supreme will, the long sword with one hand came out of the sheath, and there was a pleasant sound between the blade and the sheath.

"I haven't dared to use this sword, because I once felt that I was not worthy of it, and I felt that what it brought me was too heavy, and my shoulder could not bear this weight." Lane murmured, like Speak to the fatalists.

"So, are you going to fight?" The fatalist knew Ryan's choice.

The long sword came out of the sheath and was held in the hand by Ryan.

This one-handed long sword is about one meter three in length, the body is bright silver, the sword is engraved with mysterious runes, sacred and full of majesty, the whole sword is covered by a nearly transparent white flame and emits a pale blue Colored light.

"But now, I will embrace my destiny!"

"I am the original body! I am the Grey Knight Ryan-Makado !!!" Ryan held his sword high and stretched towards the sky.

The world changes color.

The one-handed sword continued to sound, and it seemed that in response to Ryan's words, the white flame on the sword became more and more vigorous.

Outside the orphanage, Schultz and Aldridge were waiting for the battle to end. They could feel the huge energy flowing in the ruins of the orphanage. The Grand Duke Mariin sighed: "Lane, what a great young man."

"Yes, his talents are not as talented in the entire old world ... do we need to help him?" Aldridge was also worried about Ryan's safety.

"No, he must be able to deal with it." Schultz rejected this opinion, he has absolute confidence in Ryan.

Ryan is God's parent-child.

What the two did not notice was that in the distance, Amelia, dressed in a maid costume, was hiding behind a tree, secretly observing the movement inside the orphanage, and the little maid looked complicated.

"Sure enough, that sword is the goddess of revenge."

Emilia found that her one-handed long sword behind her was restlessly restless, so she held the long sword in her arms: "Is it? Do you feel it too?"

"I'm sorry! I'm really sorry, I want you to suffer with me, I'm really sorry !!" Big tears fell on the cloth wrapped with long swords: "But in any case, I won't let you fall into others In hand. "

It seems that the girl ’s tears played a role, the long sword stopped and the girl held the long sword tightly into her arms: "Let ’s go, let ’s go home, go home."

...

"What about using a sword, what about using a hammer? I will burn this city, and then grab your skull!" The fatalist finally saw enough of Ryan's "performance", and he felt that Ryan was nothing but a bluff.

"I'm the Devil's Blade!" The goddess of revenge waved, the dazzling white light illuminating the inside of the orphanage ruins. The silver sword blade and the giant axe of the death fighter confronted the goddess of revenge. mark.

Seeing the frightening death, the battle axe blessed by terror cannot resist the power of this sword? !

The white flame touched the body of the fatalist slightly, leaving behind a painful bone pain. The fatalist found that he had never felt so painful since he believed in the blood god, which increased its violent and fatal The attacker launched a continuous attack towards Ryan.

"I am the light of dawn!" The silver sword edge crossed the fatal chest, leaving only a white flame in the air, evaporating blood.

The fatalist stepped back in the scream, leaving a deep bone wound on his chest. This wound covered the previous wound. That was the death of Jacob ’s death before the death. Even if he became the champion of terror, the wound of Belt has not healed completely.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!! with the fatal sensation of burning soul, the white flame is like the gangrene of the bones, it is attached to its wound.

The believer of the blood **** will not admit defeat after all, and he rises again and starts a fierce battle with Ryan.

Ryan's swordsmanship is amazing, the one-handed long sword is like a silver fire dragon in his hand, spraying the dragon breath constantly.

This sword is too strong, and every sword that Ryan wields gives it a sense of extreme danger. The divine energy attached to the sword continuously burns its soul and destroys its body. Face the enemy head on, because even the Battle Axe blessed by the Blood God can't fight the power of the Vengeful Goddess.

Holding the vengeful goddess in his hand, Ryan felt a **** connection.

This is a sword exclusive to him. This is the emperor's preference for Ryan. Very few primitives can get the emperor's true love like a father. Horus counts one, he counts one. This sword is made by the emperor himself. He tailored it, and the surname of Makado was also given by the emperor himself.

Warhammer is only Ryan's secondary weapon, and the Holy Sword Vengeance is his main weapon.

Under Ryan's steady progress, the space of the killer was compressed to the limit, and it knew that it would die without doubt.

"Dance of death!" It launched its strongest fighting skills, with its axe claws out, rushing towards Ryan.

Ryan took out the shotgun without a haste and pulled the trigger.

The strong impact of the shotgun interrupted the killer's combat skills. The exploding mercury bullets let the killer retreat again and again. The old force is gone, the new force is not born, and the killer is hit by a short period of rigidity.

"Amintok's Web!" The Witch of Galan's spell arrived. The white magic thread extended from Veronica's good figure, taking advantage of this opportunity to entangle the fatal.

"Hah!" The witch's spell only bound the death fighter for a short moment. The muscles of the death fighter were stretched, the filthy energy extended, the magic thread was torn off, and Veronica's spell failed. It does not mean that she has failed. The giant sword burning with white flames has crossed the neck of the fatalist.

"Come to trial! Demon!"

The good head fell to the ground, the tall body of the killer fell to the ground, and after two convulsions, he lost his vitality.

A glass jar fell to the ground, shattered into pieces, and the meat inside was evaporated by sacred flame and turned to ashes.

The master deer Hunter, who has been famous for more than ten years, the shameless depraved hunter Belter, the chaotic champion killer of the **** fear, has officially turned into history in the hands of Ryan, and his soul has been shocked by the use of psionic energy Fragments, all his past turned into dust.

The battle is over.

"Hoo ~" Veronica's face was pale, and she was standing beside Ryan's feet, leaning on his shoulders: "You should draw your sword early so that you don't have so much trouble."

"A lot of times I'm evading subconsciously, but I figured it out now. The period of humiliation is over, and I no longer hide my real name. From today, I will walk in the name of Ryan-Makado. "Ryan took the goddess of revenge back into his scabbard, and his voice was a little bit panting:" Also, using this sword is really exhausting. "

Many times before Ryan did not want to use the goddess of revenge, but once this holy sword was sheathed, it absorbed his physical strength and psionic energy like a bottomless hole. With his original strength, he could not support the consumption of the goddess of revenge. He didn't draw his sword when he was a bull and Brigger because he had to kill with one blow, otherwise he would be exhausted immediately.

But now he is different. After being promoted to the middle level of the legend, his physical strength has increased exponentially. Under the blessing of the Holy Grail, Lane has been able to use the goddess of revenge for a longer time.

Picking up Bert ’s head, Ryan removed Jacob ’s skull from the bone spur. Under his pale blue psionic flame, the vice president ’s skull gently turned into dust: “Master Jacob ,very sorry."

The only answer to him was the blue smoke drifting away.

"The President of the Aesthetic Society Aneda-Klausner has already given the first prize! The terrifying champion Belter has died in the hands of the great human hero Ryan!" Archduke Marienburg and Archbishop Neptune came in, Schultz said loudly : "Thank you Mr. Ryan for your help. Here I officially declare Ryan to be another guardian of Marinburg as the Grand Duke of Mariinburg. Mr. Lane will always be a friend of Mariinburg!"

"I am very honored." Ryan did not refuse. He immediately agreed that the Duke was helping him continue to build his reputation in this way. The two had a tacit understanding. To some extent, Schultz was in Serve him.

"The Ocean Church is willing to be fair to this." Archbishop Aldridge also came up and shook hands with Ryan: "We will go back now to clean up the remnants of the Aesthetic Society. UU reading www.uukakanshu.com completely wipes out this chaotic sect and seizes its property. , Of which 50% of the wealth will be paid to Mr. Lane. "

It is unclear how much Ryan will have for 50% of the wealth of Aestheticism, but he can guess that it should be an amazing number, which is what he deserves, and he does not have any psychological burden for this.

A group of people left a part of the army to clean the battlefield, and the remaining people immediately rushed to the headquarters of the Aesthetic Society in Dunbi Street. With the help of the Poseidon Knight and the Iris Guard, the headquarters of the Aesthetic Society was immediately sealed. The Poseidon Mannan obviously It was really angry, all the objects that dared to rebel, whether they were merchants or artists, were uniformly killed on the spot.

The aristocratic merchants in Marienburg opened their eyes and closed their eyes on this matter, which was considered a tacit consent. They are vested interests in the new round of reshuffle. There is no need to be unhappy with this kind of thing and the Ocean Church.

"What are you doing! What are you doing?" A famous artist's face was shocked. He stopped in front of everyone: "Stop it! You are destroying art! You are trampling on civilization!"

Answering him was the indifferent and cold voice of the Grand Duke Marienburg: "We are guarding civilization, this gentleman, if you don't want to die, let go."

Between life and death and art, the artist bravely stood on the side of art.

Schultz gave a wink. Sir Robert's hands rose and fell, and the artist instantly fell to the ground. The artists around him were shocked by this brutal move.

"Go, let's go in!"

Ask for votes! Some people say that the protagonist's body is not tall and mighty, that's because he is a human in nature ... a human who has not undergone genetic modification surgery, and if he is really as tall as two meters, three or four ... you want a witch. Life?