Proof of the Sun King

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In the muddy and rotting environment of the Blighted Marsh, Angron led his hippogryph and moved carefully with the bounty hunter Brenner, Angron was clearly interested in the bounty hunter's life: "So , you know this is a dangerous commission, but you still want to follow up?"

The bounty hunter was walking extremely fast. His attention was highly focused, and he was vigilant about everything around him. Listening to Angron's words, Brenner nodded: "There are not many chances to earn a thousand kroner in one reconnaissance. I'm a bounty hunter, Mr. Angron, and I want to live."

"I've heard your name many times, Brenner, you single-handedly took down a dark prince in Musillon, you single-handedly took down a greenskin warlord that ravaged the Black Mountains, and you were in the dwarves Take the relics of the high elves from the mines." Angron had heard of Brenner in Tyrell, the bounty hunter who moved the Old World with his reputation and skill.

"This is nothing, in our business, the most important thing is reputation." The bounty hunter was curious instead: "Mr. Angron, I have never heard your name. Judging from your skills, you should never It's so anonymous."

"Oh, who knows." Angron disagreed: "I'm Ryan's brother, you should know this, right?"

"Lion? Count of Glamorgan, Ryan Maccador? The Lady of the Lake's God's Choice Champion?!" The bounty hunter said with surprise, but then he said very understandingly: "No wonder, no wonder you are so powerful, I will How can such a powerful human suddenly appear."

"Hehehe~" Angron thought to himself that it would be nice to have a famous little brother, and he felt that his face was bright.

The two walked for a while. Brenner seemed to be a guy who didn't like to talk too much. Angron had to ask: "How long have you been investigating?"

"It's been two weeks, Mr. Angron." The logo on Brenner's golden scorching sun helmet is exuding powerful divine power. Since this is a mission without confidentiality requirements, coupled with Angron's strength, the bounty will be rewarded. The hunter is also willing to say a few more words: "I encountered several troubles along the way. The **** rat discovered my existence. After I dealt with a gray prophet and two rat trolls, the rat sent an assassin to assassinate me. I almost died several times."

"So I helped you stop the assassination of the Rat Man assassin?" Angron's face was a little dark.

"The Rat Man Assassin will destroy all other creatures that enter this land." The bounty hunter knew what Angron meant, his falcon-like eyes watching the swamp roads and marches that had become so inconspicuous Trace: "Even if it's not my reason, you will definitely encounter them, so I ask for your help, it will be safer for us to act together, and I will give you three hundred gold kronor as a reward after the event is completed. It's a deal."

"Hmm." This was a relatively acceptable explanation, and Angron nodded.

Actual combat is not a game. Even if the bounty hunter Brenner is a strong Sanctuary, he will still be killed by a precise backstab by the Rat Man Assassin. It does not mean that if he has Sanctuary strength, he has more than normal people. Ten times the health value can take dozens of knives with a dimensional stone dagger, or the rat man assassin can't break through his defense and can only deal a little damage, which does not exist.

Completely unbreakable is the treatment of artifact armor, such as the Seiko vibration gold plate armor from the emperor's blessing that Surya has.

Bounty hunter Brenner's strength at best allows him to have faster reflexes, more vitality and more room for error, and more attack power.

"Almost two or three years ago, there was a war in the depths of the swamp, and a vampire count led an army to try to find something here." Brenner introduced the situation of the mission: "For this reason, the Rat Man's The army has fought against the undead army many times, and even the vampire earl was killed once at the hands of the rat man, but the war continued, and the vampire earl was resurrected and led the army to look for something in the swamp again."

"Just last year, the situation of the war changed. The Rat Man army began to no longer have an absolute advantage in the war. The Vampire Count seemed to have found his goal. He gathered more undead troops and stepped up the offensive." The golden hunter continued, "That's why His Majesty Prince Miragliano asked me to come here to investigate."

"No longer an absolute advantage?"

"Well, the information I have learned is that the rat gods believed by the rat people seem to have been severely damaged by some very powerful beings last year. Recently, the gray prophets of the rat people have not been able to obtain oracles, nor can they receive divine blessings, and they have lost Suppressed by the will of the Rat God, the Rat Man warlords started a large-scale civil war, which severely weakened the number and strength of the Rat Man army, and I don't know which almighty was able to inflict heavy damage on the Rat God."

Angron: "..."

He seemed to remember something.

"You are all like this, do you live on tasks?" Angron rudely changed the topic: "A person of your level can win a noble title no matter where you are, right?"

"Actually, I already have a title of nobility, but I like taking risks, and I can't earn that much just by sitting at home." The bounty hunter was obviously impatient with this question: "How much can I earn just by collecting rent? Wealth? I am willing to sell my knives and guns to anyone, as long as the price is right, and I do not accept the assassination and slaughter of human beings."

"Then you still have some bottom line and conscience."

"We are all about credibility in this industry, and having no bottom line means that it is difficult to gain trust."

The two of them walked in the swamp for three hours.

"You and your hippogryph are too conspicuous." Soon, the bounty hunter found five Skaven halberd storm rats patrolling not far away, and two plagues were mixed among them. The monk, as well as a Skaven dimensional stone machine gunner, Brenner carefully calculated for a long time, he found that due to Angron's large size and his mount, it was impossible for the two of them to pass by without disturbing the group of patrols. here.

The bounty hunter snorted coldly: "We should change the way of infiltration."

"Another one? Tell me, what are you going to do?" Angron took off a pair of axes from his back.

"Destroy them, so no one will know we sneaked in." Brenner smiled, and he took out an eight-shot rune revolving fire gun: "So, Mr. Angron, you help me pay attention to what's behind me, When I'm concentrating, it's hard to get behind me."

"You're going to kill them all in one go?" Angron nodded in agreement.

"Okay." The bounty hunter nodded proudly, and he started his own calculations, distance, wind, and light.

After calculating, Brenner's body flew out like an arrow from the string. In the blink of an eye, he rushed out more than 30 meters, and then rolled over and landed not far from the patrol.

That's how the bounty hunter came face to face with the patrol.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The Skaven Skaven patrol immediately noticed the appearance of the bounty hunter, and the leader of the patrol team screamed: "Enemy! Enemy! Skaven! gogo!"

“额啊啊啊啊！！”瘟疫僧释放出尖锐的叫声，次元石机枪手举起了机枪，暴风鼠们手持长戟，发狠地同时朝着布伦纳冲去。

The bounty hunter's falcon-like eyes are full of strong fighting intent, blood and wildness are boiling in his chest, facing this Skaven patrol, this Tyrell's strongest bounty The hunter raised the eight-shot gun in his hand and pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang~"

The gun went off, eight shots in a row.

The swampy plain was quiet again.

The eight Skaven fell dead on the spot, each leaving a smoking hole in the center of their forehead.

Eight bullets, eight rat people, all headshots.

The battle is over.

"This is your technique? Not bad, I would say." Angron put away his axe.

"This is just the basic skills." The bounty hunter frowned: "If my expectations are not bad, the battlefield should be not far from here!"

"let's go!"

Sure enough, after walking for more than 30 minutes, Angron and Brenner came to a huge swamp basin.

A terrible war is going on here.

"It looks like the undead and the rat people are in a fierce competition, but I don't know what they are fighting for." Lying behind the hillside, the bounty hunter turned towards Angron, who was eager to try, and said, "But We shouldn't get involved in this war anyway, it's not good for us."

"Undead, Rat Man, I really want to hack them all together." Angron muttered, "Well, maybe you're right."

Thousands of clan rats and slave rats are entering the battlefield one after another, and the army of the Skaven is in position on one side of the basin, ready to meet the attack of the undead army, and the Skaven warlord is riding on a storm rat. On the body, it commanded the army loudly.

In the Rat Man camp, three Plague Claw Catapults threw cannonballs carrying a highly poisonous plague into the undead army, and four Dimensional Lightning Cannons are using Dimension Stones to charge.

The Skaven armies were terrifyingly large, and even as a Primarch, Angron could hardly estimate how many Skaven had joined the war, protruding from unknown tunnels and the interior of the swampy forest. , One after another, the rat-man legion joined the battlefield, and after the countless slave rats and clan rats, there were groups of the storm rat legion and the plague monk legion.

One by one rat trolls and storm rats are entering the battlefield. The cannonballs from the Plague Claw Catapult and the spell of the Plague Priest have turned the entire battlefield into a mortal **** covered by the plague of the rat people. If the opponents of the rat people are Ordinary people, then they may have already succeeded.

But their opponents are the undead.

Faced with terrifying firepower, the vampire Count Manfred von Carstein chose to strike. He and his undead army became unstoppable under a powerful spell, and dozens of corpse carts burned with cyan. Ghost fires, wanton collisions, tomb ghouls and tomb demons wielding sticks, the little rats were shot directly into the sky by these monsters, and the giant bloodthirsty bat wolves stretched out their claws and smashed the rats in front of them. The troll smashed and tore in half.

The undead are not afraid of the plague. These dead creatures will not die again. In the poisonous fog, they move forward unconsciously, crushing all the rat people who hinder them. Zombies and skeleton warriors form a tide of undead, The Tomb Guards formed a solid line, crushing any resistance of the Skaven.

"Nagash's gaze!" Manfred chanted the incantation, and the Vampire Count directly destroyed two dimensional lightning cannons by releasing a beam of light. Then, the Vampire Count summoned a purple dark sun.

The front line of the ratmen was shattered, and countless ratmen were swept into the purple evil sun and turned into dust. The barren tomb guards and skeleton warriors rushed into the array of ratmen with the flame of the dimension stone and opened it. One gap after another, the corpse tide smashed the resistance of the rat people like water, and the dire wolves rushed into the rat man army, biting the body of the Skaven rat man.

However, defeating the Rat Man resistance was the attack from the Black Knights. The iron hoofs of these undead knights smashed the heads of the Rat Man army and penetrated the body. Facing the group charge of these Black Knights, the Skaven warlords were quite a bit. In a hurry, the storm rat army was called back and forth to resist the offensive of the black knights. The rat generation soon found that they were unable to confront the undead army of the vampire earl, but it was too late, and the entire basin had become In a slaughterhouse, only one side can escape.

It appears that Manfred and his undead army have the upper hand in this war, the Rat Men are retreating, and the undead tide is advancing.

After the hillside, the bounty hunter Brenner lay on the ground, his eyes fixed on the battlefield: "It seems that this vampire earl's army has the upper hand."

"No..." Angron shook his head: "Look at it again."

The war continued, Manfred and his army did seem to have a big advantage, and the tide of the undead reached deep into the Skaven army at one point, even the wildest and most determined plague monks. Start to shake.

However, the Rat Man's reinforcements are endless. Every minute, every second, more Rat Man legions and war machines are pouring out from the underground and the swamp forest. Under the endless support and attack of the Rat Man, Man Fred and his undead army began to be forced to undergo severe trials.

The Skeleton Guard Corps and the Tomb Guard Corps were gradually overwhelmed by the rat tide. After suffering astonishing losses, the rat people finally got the undead into a melee, and gradually divided and surrounded them to destroy them. The Rat Legion and the Lance Clan Rat Legion were surrounded and fell into a hard fight~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Manfred's bloodthirsty bat wolves and tomb demons gradually felt powerless. Hundreds of wounds were drawn from the Rat Man's weapons, especially the vile roaming attacks of the gutter runners, which suffered countless stabs and spears, and the bites and scratches of the rat tide. , as well as the volley of the dimensional stone machine gun and the attacks of various poisonous mists.

The rat troll was still joining the battlefield endlessly. The storm rat raised his arm that had been transformed into a dimensional stone cannon. The gushing shells brought a fatal blow to the bloodthirsty bat wolf, and the undead beasts wailed. , fell one by one, and fell in front of the Skaven.

The undead army collapsed one by one. After more than four hours of hard fighting, the army of more than 20,000 undead was completely defeated by the rat tide and turned into dust.

"Yesyes! The Age of Plague! It's destined to come! Bone thing! It's destined, diedie!" The Skaven warlord was still cheering his victory, and the dimensional stone phone on his body suddenly rang: "Crooked? For the horned rat!"

"Idiot!" A very angry cry came from the phone: "nono! Na, the sword of Nagash was taken away by that bald thing!"

"What?!" The Skaven warlord raised his head sharply, and it recalled for a moment, only then did it recall that the vampire Earl Manfred disappeared two hours after the battle.

Western Black Mountains, high altitude.

The vampire Count Manfred, who was riding on the undead dragon, had a faintly contented face. He played with the sword of Nagash in his hand and wanted to know the secret of his master.

Taking advantage of the Rat Man's focus on the war, Manfred sacrificed his own army, entered Skaven, and took the Sword of Nagash by himself.

"The thing is in hand, it's time to find Arkhan and plan the next step."