Proof of the Sun King

  Chapter 1370, Eternal God chooses Archaen to command troops

   In fact, the day after Boris left Middenheim, the army of the Skaven surrounded Middenheim.

The skinny camel was bigger than a horse. Even if it suffered a fatal blow, the Skaven still had hundreds of thousands of troops. In order to capture Middenheim, the Skaven prepared more than 600 dimensional stone cannons. All the behemoths of the De clan were pulled out to prepare for the Middenheim Armageddon.

As the spokesperson of the will of the Big Horned Rat, Chuanquillo constantly emphasized that this was the battle that decided the fate of the Skaven Rat, requiring all clans to use all their forces, and it also opened the treasury of the Council of Thirteen, and took half of the wealth in it. divided out.

After seeing the battle of the Skaven, the heroes of Middenheim did not dare to neglect. Without much hesitation, Wotten ordered as the Lord of Middenheim to activate the mechanism and lead to Middenheim. The four suspended long bridges collapsed in an instant.

Once again, Middenheim was isolated, and there was almost nothing to reach White Wolf City. Perhaps only a few paths in the complex maze-like mine tunnel under the mountain range could reach the ground of White Wolf City, but Wo Teng had already Strict surveillance was ordered, and the White Wolf Sacred Fire was burning, just above Fort Urick.

   Having lost the Plague Clan, the Skaven couldn't throw the plague, and could only use the lightning cannons and the artillery on the city wall in vain. Chuanquillo tried several methods to no avail, and the situation was stalemate.

   "Eternal God's Chosen, esteemed Eternal God's Chosen Your Excellency, my master told me to tell you that you must hurry up."

On the outskirts of Middenheim, in the camp of Chaos, Carlos, the chief demon life-weaver under Tzeentch, whispered to Archaen: "The enemy is already on the way, if you can't take Middenheim, then What you're going to face next is a dilemma."

"Oh? Is it? So what?" Archaon was indeed annoyed by the poor progress of the Skaven, but Middenheim's easy defense and hard to attack are obvious, the Eternal God's Choice has no frustration, it sees Wearing the life weaver Carlos is like looking at a piece of garbage: "What did your master tell you? What does that have to do with me?"

   The disintegration of the Maelstrom and the mortal wars are always good for Chaos, and Carlos has only been exiled by Caldo-Diego for more than a year, which can already be re-summoned.

"He is always keenly aware of all things, and he is always able to read all the threads of fate clearly." The Fate Weaver mocked: "You, Archaon, you did not fight for the gods at all, you just because Your poor, wounded pride is a revenge, your revenge against the Empire, against Charlemagne."

   "So what?" Archaon said without hesitation: "That's all? He's not satisfied with me? Then why not change people?"

   There was a little displeased expression on the face of the chief demon of Tzeentch. The biggest difference between this eternal **** and other eternal gods is that there is almost nothing that can let him break the defense.

   "My master is not dissatisfied with you." Carlos could not represent Tzeentch: "But you could have done better."

   "Better? Heh." Archain sneered: "Isn't your master a prophet? What can I do, He can't predict it?"

"This is not a prophecy, this is an unresolved number. Your deafness cannot change the flow of the river of fate. Do you want me to show you the end of your war?" The Fate Weaver continued slyly, " There are many plots to the story, and they don't always go your way."

   "If this is the fate of all warriors, then I accept it." Archaen said lightly: "I came for this."

"How stupid, Eternal God's Choice." Archain's actions made Carlos unable to help but sarcastically: "But your struggle is in vain, I have foreseen that you will kneel before him, forever, this is what you owe The debt to my master must be repaid."

   "Debt? Prophecy?" Archain smiled: "Then did you predict this?"

"What?" Before Carlos could relax, the Kingslayer unsheathed and the sword edge sank directly into Carlos' neck. The head of the chief demon under Tzeentch fell to the ground, and the demon blood sprayed all over Archaen. All, Carlos screamed: "How dare you! Eternal God's Choice, are you not afraid of the master's magic?!"

"This time, it's not magic!" Carlos is still trying to condense magic power to release spells, but Archain's speed is extremely fast, and the powerful blessings of the Four Chaos Gods are not comparable to Carlos' temporary condensed spells, Eternal God Choosing to withstand the vortex of Chaos Magic with ease, the remaining head of Carlos also fell to the ground.

  The big bird's head rolled on the ground a few times, Archaen was bathed in the blood of Tzeentch and under the three-eyed helmet, Archain grinned: "How about this sacrifice?"

   "Master is very satisfied with your sacrifice, very satisfied." In the darkness, the three-headed Khorne Demon appeared in the darkness.

   The most powerful monster under Khorne, Angrath!

  Khorne's Chief Demon, Kabanha!

  Khorne's next-level demon, Vogaroth!

   "Give your order, Eternal God's Choice, the Lord of Skulls asks us to obey you." Angrath roared.

  The lizardmen have left, the great guardian has failed, and the mortal world has become a playground of chaos, where the Khorne will live forever.

"Kill, I want to kill! Eternal God's Choice! A full eight Khorne Legion will serve you, now, it's your turn to give orders!" Kabanha spit out brimstone flames: "Quick, we, who are we going to kill, go Where to kill? Say it!"

   Archaon turned a deaf ear to Kabanha's question, leaning back on his Chaos Throne without saying a word.

"Drink! Woah! Answer my question, mortal, I'm going to kill!" Kabanha couldn't bear Archaen's ignorance of himself, and the bloodthirsty demon almost rushed to the stage and took Archain's head with him The throne was chopped down together.

   But it can't, the person in front of him is the eternal god's choice, the person favored by the blood god, and the satisfied contractor of the skull king, it can't hurt Archaen.

Kabanha continued to be furious, and Archaon looked at the Khorne Chief Demon with contempt. He couldn't help laughing at the way he was furious but couldn't do anything. He wasn't a servant of a god, he wasn't anything. The slave of the gods, he chose the Chaos Four Gods and gave them a chance to destroy the mortal world, not the Chaos Four Gods who chose him Archaen to give him a chance for revenge.

   He pitied the Four Chaos Gods.

  The former Didric was just a poor man who was tricked by fate.

   And the current Archaen is the master of destiny!

   The three-headed Khorne demons all glared at Archaen, who are they? They portend roaring death, definitive destruction. It exists only to slaughter, maim, and destroy everything it encounters. It is the embodied form of battle fury, the embodied body of the unrestrained primal anger of this world.

   Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull offering skull seat!

   But now the three-headed Khorne Demon is not counted by a mortal, and this mortal doesn't even want to pay attention to them. What kind of shame is this?

   At this moment, a member of the Sword of Chaos walked in. He seemed to have something to report. Kabanha immediately rushed up and knocked the guy to the ground with a whip: "Go to your horse land!"

"Go away!" Archaen finally made a move, Eternal God chose to get up from the throne, his slaying sword swept across, a black light and shadow swept down, knocking the whole guy out of Kabanha, the bloodthirsty demon only felt himself Hit by an irresistible force, it flew upside down, broke the pillars in the room, and fell into the rubble.

"If there is a next time, I will kill you myself and let you go back to your brass fortress." Archaen said lightly: "I warn you, don't do it next time, or you plan to be like Scarbrand. My lord Kabanha?"

  "..." Kabanha was furious, and it rose from the ground: "There is no master! You are just a post! If you can kill us, I will serve you!"

   "So you know now, who's the boss?" Archaen was still disdainful.

   The three bloodthirsty demons were helpless, they stood there, Kaban grunted twice, still furious but could only obey Archaen, it emphasized: "To kill, to bleed, and to have a head!"

   "There will be killing, there will be bloodshed, there will be heads, and everything will come."

   "Not enough, far from enough, the Skull Lord is not satisfied with the progress you have made so far, you have killed a lot of people, and there are still a lot of people, valuable heads."

   "Yes, there are still many people alive." Archaon rarely agreed to Khorne: "So we will set off soon, go there, and harvest everything, including the whole world."

   "That's it, that's right." Angras roared: "Ryan Macado's head is mine!"

"Very good, then I'll leave it to you, I hope you don't fail a second time." Archain nodded, he stood up, and stepped off the throne: "His skull belongs to you, and his skin and flesh belong to me, I'll skin him and Karl Franz and hang them on my armor."

   "It's a word!"

   "It's a word!"

The Khorne demons are satisfied, Archaen is amused, if it is the other three gods, this contract has almost no credit at all, but Khorne is different, the blood **** is most concerned about honor and equivalent exchange, you Killing him, offering skulls, and showing glory, no matter what believer he is, the Blood God never stings with rewards, but from the moment the contract is signed, it means that believers must continue to satisfy Khorne's endless pursuit of blood-killing skulls until he Completely overwhelmed by thirst.

   "So, what happened." At this time Archain finally turned his attention to the members of the Chaos Sword.

"Two armies are rapidly approaching Middenheim." Chaos Sword members reported: "One of them seems to be a bone shelf from the Nicohara Desert. There are a lot of them, and it is estimated that there are hundreds of thousands. And some war machines that we don't understand at all."

   "Nicohara Desert, interesting." Archaen ordered: "Let the dragon demon army of Kerik-Sun Eater be dispatched."

"The second army is from Nur in the south. The main body is composed of humans, elves, and dwarves, and there are also a large number of dead armies. The leader claims to be the incarnation council. , the Emperor Karl Franz, the Eternal King Malekith, the Dwarf High King Thorgrin, and the self-proclaimed Lord of Death Vlad von Carstein."

   "Hey, it's all coming together." Archaon laughed, yes, this is my main stage, and everyone has to make footnotes for this grand show.

   This is great, really great.

   He couldn't wait.

   Stepping out of the hall, the largest chaotic world-destroying army in history is gathering under Archaen's command, and he begins to order troops:

   Commander-in-chief of the Chaos Three Armies, Eternal God chose Archaen's pro-army Chaos Sword Chapter and its 38 Chaos Legions.

  Join the Chaos Demon Army:

   Primordial Demon Prince Billak and his Chaos Indiscriminate Legion.

   Khorne's most powerful demon, Angrath, and his 3 Khorne demon legions.

  Khorne Chief Demon Kabanha and his 3 Khorne Demon Legions.

  Khorne First-Order Great Demon Vogaroth and his 2 Khorne Demon Legions.

   Nurgle's chief great magic library-Gass and his 4 Nurgle demon legions.

   Nurgle's first-order Great Demon Rain Father Nagros and his 3 Nurgle Demon Legions.

   Slaanesh's chief archer, Lucius, and his 3 Slaanesh demon legions.

   Slaanesh's most powerful demon, Sharashi - The Bane and his 3 Slaanesh demon legions.

  Join the Chaos Lord:

   Nurgle's chosen Space Marine, Typhons, Lord of the Hive.

  Khorne Chosen Space Marine, Karn the Betrayal.

   Slaanesh's Chosen Space Marine, Lucius.

   Khorne Bride, Bloody Valkyrie.

  Khorne God's Choice Champion, Skal - Blood Rage.

   The Great Nurgle possessor, Isabella.

   Troll King Thorong.

  The King of Dragons and Demons, Ke Lie Ri - The Sun Devourer.

   Tzeentch's Chosen Champion, Cha-Zanek.

   Beastman Dark Prophet Malago.

  Wind of Beasts Groll - Battlehoof.

   Slaanesh Demon Prince Betrayer Dessara.

   Tzeentch's Chosen Willich - The Curse of the World.

   Chaos Four Gods chose Ulfric the Wanderer.

   has a total of 338 legions, chapters, war gangs, and guards under his command.

   To fight the Skaven Lords:

   Chief Greyclaw Great Prophet Tranquillo.

  The right claw of the Mord clan (now the suzerain) Slot - the unclean one.

   The right claw of the Eshin clan (current suzerain) Death Master Snitch.

   has a total of 143 legions, battle teams, battle groups, and rat groups under his command.

   The final battle is approaching. The two armies, the tomb king army of Settra and the army of the Alliance of Order, are attacking Middenheim at the same time.

   Archaon stood on the high platform and looked at his army. He believed that everything would come to an end in Middenheim.

everything.

  …………I am the dividing line where everything will come to an end…………

   Five days later, near Middenheim, the Great Forest of Dracowald.

   Incarnated as the Grand Marshal of the Council, the Sun King, the Grey Knight Primarch Ryan Malcador rode on his own Great Griffin Imperius~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and a group of commanders looked at the Chaos army in the distance.

Lightning pierced the sky, dark clouds condensed unnaturally over Middenheim, the face of the chaotic demon was visible in the changing clouds, and the multicolored aurora illuminated the turbid black forest, from one end of the line to the other. , the army of Chaos filled every corner of the field of vision, and its number was so large that it was impossible to estimate its number, only Middenheim stood alone, like an island in the ocean, in the name of Rat and Chaos. There was barely a small spot in the frenzy roll.

"Now you know how many enemies we have? Archaen, worthy of being called the last and strongest eternal god, the Lord of the End, the butcher of the kings, the **** chosen by the gods, his army is as large as the sea. , those of us have really become the fine sand on the coast." Ryan smiled at the representatives of the incarnation council.

   "Everyone, pass my order, let your troops take their places, and then come to the central army tent for the final military meeting!"

   "The Battle of Middenheim, no, the Battle of the Worlds, the Battle of the End is imminent."

   "The warriors of the old world! Fight for the world!"

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   (end of this chapter)