Proof of the Sun King

Speaking of fine wine, the Emperor, Fulgen and Clarkson opened the conversation, recalling the years of the Great Crusade 10,000 years ago. Clarkson is bleak. Crazy Sand Literature Network

"Everyone likes wine." After a while of silence, Fulgan tasted the preserved dinosaurs, raisins and nuts brought by the lizardmen, his tone was full of bitterness: "Father, do you remember? I used to be with Horus. Share a glass of wine, he likes wine, so do I, and Ferrus, he likes spirits."

"Khan, Sanguinius, Magnus, there is no one among us who doesn't like wine." Clarkson's tone was a little sensible: "Khan likes horse wine, Sanguinius likes bitterness A full-bodied red wine, and as for Magnus, he and Ahriman used psychic powers to search for recipes early on.”

"Everyone likes wine, but only the idiot of Leman Russ and the madman of Angron are not suitable for drinking wine." The Emperor nodded, he looked at the contents of the cup, and the Lord of Humanity backdated his thinking to 10,000 years ago. : "That idiot Ruth only knows how to drink cows. He and his wolf cubs don't care whether they drink first-class wine or horse urine. Anyway, it's enough."

"That's why I never take my treasure out and drink it with Ruth, I only let him drink the inferior ale and the Fenris blood wine he brought." It seems that he remembered Ruth drinking too much. When he went to the battlefield to cut people, Fugan smiled: "No matter how good the wine is that needs to be savored, Ruth will always bite the cork out with his teeth, then suffocate and blow it clean, how stupid, "

"As for Angron, we don't want to let him touch alcohol. He is usually a lunatic. Who knows what will happen after drinking." Clarkson added: "I don't want to be one-on-one with him."

"Besides Angron, Petrabo also likes fine wine." The Emperor nodded: "Whenever Petrabo was assigned to conquer the strongest fortresses and carry out his most sophisticated and proud designs, he would drink Wine, and vent your dissatisfaction while drinking it.”

Forgan agrees: "That's probably the only time Petrabo is a little bit unhappy of all time, and that's when he's drinking."

"But when it comes to who of us has the most wine collections, it's undoubtedly Guilliman and Jonson." Clarkson nodded: "I was lucky enough to go to Macragge to have a drink with Guilliman, just in The sluggish, gold-stacked reception room in his palace raised a glass, not like Fulgan's flagship was a fist dipped in perfume, Guilliman's palace was a block inlaid with gold leather."

"You have such a deep memory of everyone, Clarkson, and I'm glad to hear you say that about me." Forgan replied, "Better than your black-and-white residence with a bunch of strange statues. Well, it's a prison there, and you live in the biggest cell."

"Oh~ Yes, we are all like this, proud, complacent, and extremely confident." A deep sarcasm flashed across Clarkson's pale face: "This kind of personality makes you degenerate, and it also makes me make a big mistake."

Although the Raven Guard Primarch said so, he felt very comfortable in his heart.

The brothers returned one by one, and he no longer felt alone.

"Enough, let's get back to the wine." The Emperor realized immediately that his sons were about to start a quarrel again, and the Lord of Men wisely curbed the momentum: "No one is ever the same."

"Guilliman's cellar wine is called Feronas. It is full-bodied, full-bodied, and has a certain sweetness. It is very pleasant to the mouth." Clarkson obeyed the Emperor's order of course, as if he hadn't said it just now. That quote: "As for Jonson, no one knows where he keeps his treasures in Caliban, but there is no doubt that Jonson must have a private wine cellar in the deepest part of Caliban, full of Whiskey and gin and beer, oh, and a cow."

"A cow?" Forgan asked curiously. "Why is there another cow?"

"Last time Ryan's big wedding ceremony, Jonson came from Angron." Speaking of this, Clarkson's face rarely showed some helplessness: "Jonson doesn't know what to do with this cow. , so the cow was handed over to Azrael, the great mentor of the dark angel, to let him rest well. As a result, Azrael ordered the inner circle of the dark angel to gather for a meeting and listed the fact that the dark angel had a cow. Top secret, except for the members of the inner ring, no one knows where the cow is, where it came from, and what it looks like. All materials related to this cow have been secretly destroyed, and all the soldiers who saw the cow that day were forced to Take a poisonous oath to never reveal anything about this cow, and that's what Jonson told me."

"..." After hearing this, Fugen almost spit out all the red wine in his mouth. He shook his head speechlessly, and after forcing himself to swallow the red wine, the Emperor's Son Gene Primarch said: "Then what's next? Are you going to be silenced? All the others who have seen the existence of this cow and heard about this cow have all taken back Caliban to interrogate and make them repent, and finally be loyal?"

"If it's not surprising, yes," Clarkson agreed. "That's how Jonson handles things, isn't it?"

"Okay, let's get back to the wine." In Forgan's view, Jonson was too rigid and boring to do so. There are many perfect ways to solve the problem of a cow, and Jonson has always only There are two ways to deal with all the problems. Forgan didn't want to criticize Jonson's style, he had to move the topic away: "Father, if you talk about your understanding and joy about wine, it is undoubtedly your closest friend, Empire. Prime Minister Macado, I heard that in his storage room there are countless rare and fine wines from the history of mankind, and even you sigh with his collection."

"Yes, Macado's collection covers the entire history of mankind. Many of his collections can be traced back to the era of Gutera and vineyards and wineries. His collection is no longer as simple as a drink, but a reproduction of human civilization. ." The emperor raised his glass, and he tasted the best wine of the old world, Lusalis: "The collection of Macardo still exists, his collection is placed in the static force field, these fine wines Wine and brew carry countless memories.”

"It is said that only Dorn often has the opportunity to drink with Macado." Forgan is obviously very interested in this: "I hope I also have the opportunity to taste the treasure of Macado."

"Malcador's treasures belong to Ryan." The emperor said in a cold tone: "All of them belong to Ryan."

Forgan: "..."

Clarkson: "..."

"So...when are we going to get Mortarion and Petrabo back? I can't wait." Clarkson asked a topic of concern after a brief silence: "Why do they know that father, you are already there Summoning all the Primarchs, as well as a way to purify them, are you unwilling to return to the Empire?"

"Angron has returned, but what do you think of his current state?" Fugan brushed his long smooth silver hair with his fingers: "Like an old farmer, he has long been disappointed with everything, including the empire, including Chaos, and Mortarion and Petrabo too, if we can't solve Petrabo and Mortarion's problems perfectly, it's better to wait for the moment and find a solution that can solve the problem, otherwise it will be purified Now, they won't be willing to serve their father's empire again."

"Angron won't talk about him. As for Mortarion and Petrabo...the price is too high." The emperor opened his mouth, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked into the sky: "When I think of it Before a detailed plan, there is no plan for the time being."

"What about Don?"

"Can't find it."

"All right."

…………I am the dividing line of loyalty…………

The next day, the Emperor and Clarkson left, leaving only Forgan.

Part of the Ash Legion, about 10,000 people have been teleported directly to Itaza by Mazda Moody's teleportation spell, and right here, the Lizardmen will defend Itaza at all costs, until the Lord Kroc is fully resurrected .

The rotting corpse in the shield of the ancient saint is gradually exuding vitality, just above the streets of Itaza, echoing the ancient echoes, it is the murmur of the soul of the venerable Kroc, at the call of the emperor Next, the soul of Venerable Crocker is gradually returning to the body.

Putting on his purple full-plate armor, he hung the golden power sword Glory around his waist, combed his long silver hair, and fastened his purple-gold cloak. Fugen came out of the room arranged by the lizardmen.

The Emperor's Children Primarch was quickly struck by the sight before him.

The entire city now has the largest army of Lizardmen in history, tens of thousands of Lizardmen and Skinks are preparing for battle, ancient instruments are being activated, and rays of light are shining in the tall ancient holy pyramid. Straight sky.

The human army of the Ash Legion assembled on the square. Although the human army was shocked by the existence of these ancient species in the rainforest and their once glorious civilization, no soldier had any idea of ​​retreating. Below, they are ready to fight for glory.

"Your Excellency Fugan." Hadrian, president of the Luigi Chamber of Commerce, was obviously not in a good mood. He came to Fugan and bowed to salute: "Good morning."

"Good morning." Fugen was half a rank taller than Hadrian, and Hadrian's height was only as high as Fugen's mouth. Seeing the appearance of the businessman, Fugen smiled in return: "Stay. Are you still accustomed here?"

"I don't get used to it, especially the food provided by the residents here has a lot of bugs." Hadrian shook his head with a wry smile. The big businessman is controlling his watch. Appropriate complaints can gain a sense of recognition and empathy. And complaining too much will only make people annoying.

Hadrian knew how huge and terrifying he was with a family. Just yesterday, the golden shining **** was right. After Hadrian firmly believed that the other party was sure and definitely a true **** appeared, he was even more concerned. is firm on this idea.

This family is God.

"I remember that I asked you to bring your own food." Fugan saw Hadrian's little trick at a glance, but he wisely did not reveal it, he just said the order he issued.

"Of course, according to your instructions, we all bring our own food, but many human warriors are obviously willing to try the delicacies of these ancient races. At least their raisins and various fruits taste good." Hadrian smiled. Said: "Follow your teachings, Legion Commander, we are all willing to try new things, believe me, and trade with the ancient races in the rainforest will give us unimaginable profits."

"That's good." Fulgan nodded, and he immediately noticed that his deputy commander Fernando Pilazzo was coming with the Ash Legion's foot knights and great swordsmen, and at the same time, Maz, the great lord of the demon toad. Da-Moody.

Mazda Moody sat on the golden throne, and the base of the golden throne was placed on an ancient triceratops Zerage. Obviously, the most powerful existence among the second-generation demon toads Also ready to fight, it looked at Fugan: "Young... the son of the Old Sage, come with me, the military meeting of the guardian of my mentor, the Venerable Master Crocker, is about to be held."

Following Mazda Moody, there was also a strong and fierce cold lizard. It roared, walked quickly to Fugan, and bent down actively.

This is Fulgrim's mount.

Ten minutes later, the military meeting was held in the Great Pyramid of Itaza. The participants included Mazda Moody, the great lord of the demon toad, the last guardian Kuga, and the saurus ancient blood warrior Tekeza who was in charge of the defense of Itaza. , and the remaining two second-generation demon toads.

The first generation of magic toads created by the ancient sages have all died, and there are only five second-generation magic toads left. The most powerful Mazda Moody rules the city of the sun, the lord Huahua sits in the city of mist, and Odu - Lord Teha sits in the city of the moon, and the two remaining second-generation toads are here.

"The mentor is recovering. At that time, his power will impact the magical winds of the whole world. The great defense net cannot cover up the terrifying power of His Holiness. We must prepare for war." Mazda Moody's voice was hoarse and full. It smelled obscure, and spoke slowly, fortunately there was a Skink Priest on the side to translate for Fulgrim.

"Our nemesis will surely send a terrifying army to prevent Respect Kroc's recovery," whispered another second-generation demon toad, who looked very old.

Fulgrim couldn't help but recall the Emperor's words. In theory, the servants of the Old Sage are immortal, and their lifespan is infinite. The only possibility of aging the toad is that its magic power and energy are overdrawn for a long time.

So that's the case, in order to maintain the "great guardian"?

Forgan's eyes flickered for a moment~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He remained silent.

"In addition to our mortal enemy, there will definitely be an army coming to interfere with the resurrection of the Venerable." Kuga opened his mouth, its tongue stuck out, and the last guardian and war lord unleashed his murderousness: "Sth Calvin Rat Man."

"The Skaven have been expelled from Lustria!" The Saurus Ancient Blood Warrior Tekza roared.

"Obviously they're back." Mazda Moody let out a long breath, with a strong wind of magic in his breath: "The horoscope shows that more Skaven are already in Ruschi. Ya's landing."

"Itaza's army can't resist the Chaos Demon and the Skaven Skaven at the same time, we need reinforcements from the City of the Mist and the City of the Moon!" Kuga knew after a little calculation what a terrible war they were about to face.

"The City of the Mist and the City of the Moon cannot send reinforcements." Another second-generation Demon Toad whispered: "Lord Huahua must maintain the defense of the City of the Mist, which has been attacked by Skaven and many people. The threat of undead pirates, and the soul of Lord Udu-Theha still sinks in the void, only when its soul returns to the body can the army of the city of the moon be mobilized."

"Then what should we do?" Tekeza, the ancient blood warrior of the lizard man, was only angry about this: "In any case, as long as my great master needs me, I can fight our mortal enemy to the end at any time."

"We will set up defenses on the Starlight Bridge to face the coalition of Skaven and Chaos Demons." Mazda Moody closed his eyes, and after spending five minutes, his eyes opened again: "Can Persistence until the mentor fully recovers is the key to victory."

"This war will be related to the survival of the world. If we fail, the darkness will completely erode this land."

"Now, let's fight to protect the master's legacy." Fu Pin Chinese