Proof of the Sun King

The Griffin True Silver Holy Sword slashed down towards Ryan with the power of thunder. .. !

The goddess of vengeance was burning white flames, Ryan clenched the hilt, the bright silver blade emitting a light blue light, the huge psychic energy was injected into the holy sword, and it exploded The energy of 'sex' moved Duke Griffin: "Is this your strongest blow?"

Ryan didn't answer, he stepped forward, the goddess of revenge was connected to his bloodline, he could feel the excitement of the holy sword, it was eager to fight side by side with him!

The power of the godfather was wrapped in the cold wind of winter and hit the godson's heart. The godson's will resisted the godfather's power like steel.

With the holy sword waving, Ryan met Ivan's sharp gaze, and the goddess of revenge greeted the Griffin real silver holy sword head-on.

The swords 'crossed', and in an instant, the Amber Avenue was as bright as day.

Anton was 'forced' to retreat by the dazzling light, and the eldest son of Duke Griffin had to cover his eyes with his hands.

"Boom!!!" The violent explosion blew the place where Ryan and Ivan 'fight' to pieces, and large pieces of rubble flew up in the sky. The huge sound woke up many nobles who had been sleeping.

A figure flew out from the heart of the source of light. He landed on one knee, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth dripped with a hint of bright red. Holding the right hand of the goddess of vengeance, all the sleeves from the coat to the inner lining turned into fly ash, completely. Showing his sturdy arms, he took several steps back in succession, then stood up without saying a word, the flame of the goddess of revenge weakened slightly, but the light emitted by the blade became more and more shining.

It's Lane! The Primarch stood proudly, looking into the depths of the light source.

The smoke and light gradually disappeared, and the figure of Ivan gradually appeared. The Duke Griffin of the Sanctuary stepped out intact. He raised his right hand, and the right glove gradually fell off under Anton's surprised eyes, and then turned into ashes.

Ivan fixed his eyes on his godson, as if to get to know him again.

After a long time, Ivan let out a long sigh, and he put away the Griffin True Silver Holy Sword: "As expected, the wings are hard, and I want to fly by myself."

"I wonder if the stinky boy's strength can be recognized by you?" Ryan also put away the goddess of revenge. His internal organs received a lot of shock just now, but as a genetic primarch, his resilience is amazing. Does not come out to have an impact.

"Your strength is already stronger than the average Holy Grail Knight, no wonder... no wonder you have such thoughts." Ivan's face was serious, he looked at Ryan silently for a while, and then sighed: "You better Find a time to explain it to your adoptive father, I can't control you otherwise."

"Okay, I see, Ivan, Anton, good night!" Ryan knew that he had won the approval of the godfather, he took the initiative to say goodnight to Ivan and Anton, and then left alone in the other direction.

The bright moonlight fell on the streets of Amber Avenue. Ivan looked at Ryan's leaving back and stood there without saying a word.

Another eagle flew away from under his wings.

His wings are safe and warm, but it is a kind of restraint. Where will this little eagle named Ryan fly in the future? Will his enormous ambition bring him unparalleled glory...or tragic destruction?

no one knows.

"Ryan's growth rate is beyond my imagination, father." Anton broke the silence, and the always confident Earl Griffin suddenly showed some frustration: "I always thought I was good enough until I met Lane."

"Lion's existence is an anomaly. I really rarely see a young man as good as him." Duke Griffin nodded, then looked at his eldest son: "The empire has Kaldor, Nord has Ryan, There is Julius in Brittany. These powerful young people will lead the human race to move forward. It is only because of the excellent backgrounds of Kaldor and Julius that Ryan is so excellent as the adopted son of a Nord country bumpkin, indeed It's beyond my imagination, Anton, do you know how much I've spent on cultivating you?"

"That must be an astonishing number, father." Anton is thirty-three years old this year, and he can't be regarded as entering the year in terms of passing the first-level strength, but he is mature enough. He knows that his father is 'flower' in order to cultivate himself. How much pain.

"That's ignoring the cost, so you understand how precious it is that Ryan can get to this point as the adopted son of a Nord country bumpkin? You need to be better, my son." Ivan took this opportunity to educate himself The heir, Anton finally became a successor in the past two years, which is indeed relatively fast, so his heir was a little flirtatious, and he just used Ryan to beat him.

"I understand, father." Anton suddenly asked: "I have seen Kaldor, but I have never met Julius, the son of Duke Winford who is so amazing."

"...If nothing else, you'll see you soon."

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When Ryan returned home, the dark wound on his body had completely healed. Ryan let out a long sigh of relief, looking at his fully exposed arm, and there was a flash of 'fine' in his eyes.

The strength of the godfather is obvious to all, even in the top part of the human race, getting his approval is an important hard indicator.

Open the big 'door', it's not too late today, the three 'maids' are all there. Seeing Ryan's return, Emilia immediately lifted the skirt and made a courtesy: "Mr. Ryan!"

"Master!" This is Miranda, and the little 'maid' smiled sweetly.

"..." The dark 'elf' Orika saw Ryan's return, and raised her skirt in the same manner, but didn't say a word.

"Amelia! I'm back!" Ryan was in a good mood. He stretched out his hands to embrace the 'girl' and gave her a big hug. Emilia let out an "ah" and blushed. hugs Ryan.

Just gently hug Ryan and let go of the 'girl'. Seeing the blood and broken clothes on the corner of Ryan's mouth, Emilia exclaimed: "What's wrong? Mr. Ryan, are you in a fight?"

"It's nothing, I have a little hand with the godfather." Ryan didn't really care. He first went to bathe and changed into clean clothes, and then called Emilia and Olika to his room. Come inside.

It was late at night outside. After hearing Ryan's call, Emilia and Olika both came to Ryan's room.

"You guys are here, sit down." After changing into clean clothes, Ryan motioned for Emilia and Orika to sit down.

Not to mention Emilia, Orika looked at Ryan for a while with suspicious eyes, but she knew that she had no ability to resist, so she could only sit down obediently.

The cold moonlight shines through the windows, the fireplace in the warm bedroom is blazing, the room is covered with a thick carpet imported from the southern kingdom, and the comfortable velvet 'bed' is placed in the main room of the room. Many times, Orika can still feel the prosperity of human life.

"Olica, you seem to be in pain recently?" Ryan asked, and Emilia also looked at the dark 'elf' with worried eyes.

"...This matter has nothing to do with you, human." Olika said coldly, she used the spirit language, but just after she finished speaking, the dark spirit clutched her chest in pain and lifted her head up. He looked at Ryan with hatred.

Ryan raised his eyebrows, and the contract mark on his hand was shining: "First, you have to call me master, and then, as master, I order you to tell me why you have nightmares every night, and then from Awakened from a nightmare."

"Human, do you think you've got me?" Olika put her hand on her 'chest', resisting the torture of the slave mark in pain, she laughed suddenly, with a hard smile: "Although you have been reduced to a prisoner, but you Don't try to defile me, human!"

After finishing speaking, Olika suddenly chanted a series of incantations, trying to condense a little magic power with extreme difficulty, but her fragile soul made this process very slow.

"This is it!" Ryan suddenly felt the signs of magic 'wave' movement, he immediately put Emilia behind him, and then raised his hand gently, the warp psychic energy was released, Orika was surprised to find that I can no longer feel any magic power: "Ah! This! This is impossible!"

"Haha~" Ryan walked towards Orika step by step, and the Gene Primarch sneered: "Nothing is impossible."

After finishing speaking, Ryan waved his hand gently, and in the painful voice of the dark 'elf', he 'sucked' the last bit of Olika's magic power: "In this way, you have lost the last bit of capital."

"Don't! Don't! Don't come here!" Olika stepped back in panic, the dark 'elf' hair was a little messy, sitting on the carpet, the black 'maid' skirt had many wrinkles , The slender and beautiful 'legs' wearing white 'color' stockings under the skirt are all in front of Ryan, and the slender feet wearing deerskin boots are 'chaotic', trying to help himself back.

But Ryan's approach was like the sound of the doomsday bell, and the dark 'spirit' was powerless to resist, until the man stretched out his arms, picked up the dark 'spirit' by the waist, and then motioned Emilia to come over: "Emilia? Help Orika take off her boots."

"Yes, Mr. Ryan!" Emilia came over and took off Olika's pair of deerskin booties, revealing her dark and beautiful white silk feet, but she still kept stomping on: "Let go of me! Let go of me!"

"Quiet, or I'll really **** you!" Ryan threatened fiercely in Olika's ear, making Emilia snicker.

Olika didn't dare to move now: "Human, I won't move, you are not allowed to do that kind of thing to me!"

"Slave is not qualified to negotiate conditions! But if you behave better, I might consider it." Ryan said lightly, the dark 'elves' really did not move, but looked at him with fear and hatred. But she soon found that Ryan just carried her back to the sofa and put her down, letting her lie down: "Human! What the **** do you want to do?"

"I just want to find out, why do you have nightmares late? Why do you wake up from nightmares?" Ryan went back to Emilia to sit down and continued to ask.

"...Forget it, it's okay to tell you." Olika finally gave in. The dark 'elf' knew that if she didn't behave better, she would most likely be 'played' by the powerful humans in front of her, so she sneered. A voice: "It is the great enemy of our clan, the master of pleasure of the Four Gods of Chaos, Sensual Abuse, he wants to devour my soul."

"Devouring your soul?" Ryan thought for a moment, he felt that the dark 'elves' did not lie.

The slave contract can guarantee that the slave cannot lie to the master, but she can selectively avoid some questions and hide some key things, but in this question, Ryan feels that the dark 'elf' told the truth.

The soul of 'Jing' Ling is nothing but delicious to the Chaos God. If the taste of human soul is a university cafeteria, then the soul of 'Jing' Ling is the seafood buffet in star-rated hotels, and the soul of 'Jing' Ling nobles. It is a Michelin restaurant, so the Chaos God always tries his best to devour all the souls of the spirits.

The higher 'elves' under the protection of Asuryan, the lord of the phoenix, and the wood 'elves' under the protection of the World Tree, the dark 'elves' are more corrupt and depraved, and the dark 'elves thirsting for blood and slaughter' The 'spirits believe in Kane, the **** of blood and murder. This deity's inexhaustible thirst for blood and heads makes the dark 'spirits' extremely vulnerable to the corruption of 'chaos', and at the level of the dark 'spirits' Society, hedonism and the rampage of 'lust' ideas also lead to the rampant corruption, which makes the dark 'elves' a tyrannical and depraved race... At least that's what the higher 'elves' told humans.

There is a lot of water in it, but the relationship between the dark 'spirit' and 'chaotic' chaos is the deepest. For example, Ryan once learned from the White Wolf Archbishop Maras that Kane, the **** of blood and 'chaotic' Khorne, one of the Four Chaos Gods, is actually the two sides of the coin. If the White Wolf God of War and Khorne are completely different understandings and confrontations of survival of the fittest, courage and glory, then Kane and Khorne are essentially the same thing. ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ What they emphasize and show is basically the same.

Therefore, the dark 'elves' often allied with the northern barbarians to wreak havoc on the coastline, and of course there is never a shortage of wars between them.

"Don't you Duluzi have any countermeasures to deal with this situation?" Ryan continued to ask.

"...It used to be there, but now it's gone. The vicious Ashurs have destroyed my soul through mysticism. I can feel the gaze of the Lord of Pleasure every night now, and he is greedily watching my Soul." Olika covered her face with lingering fear: "The ubiquitous darkness, the deepest fear in your heart, this kind of fear you humans cannot understand, because your soul is worthless."

"If that's the case, I think I can help you." Ryan said calmly, while Emilia looked at Ryan well and wanted to know how he planned to help this dark 'fine'.

"Help me? Oh! Stupid humans, what can your short life and superficial knowledge help me? Stop joking..." Olika said disdainfully.

"I don't want a 'maid' who was bought for more than 10,000 gold marks to become the food of the evil god!" Ryan's hand suddenly burned with a light blue flame, and the huge energy contained in it made the The dark 'elf' was very surprised, and at the same time was deeply afraid: "Human! What are you doing?! Don't come here!"

"First of all, to me, you have to call the master, and secondly, I am saving your soul." Ryan approached slowly: "Amelia? Hold her down!"

"Okay, Mr. Ryan!" The little 'maid' came over and pressed Orika firmly on the sofa, ignoring her screaming and struggling.

Then, Ryan's palm burning with light blue 'color' flame directly pressed it on the forehead of the dark 'elf'.

"Huh? This is?"