Proof of the Sun King

"Not good! Fire Shield!" Veronica took out a scroll from her bosom at the fastest speed and tore it open. The red flames formed a protective cover that protected her and Ryan. Pinshu.com

"This little flame, this little flame, how can it hurt me!!!" The roar of the fallen hunter resounded inside the orphanage, the flame shield was shattered by his axe, and Ryan immediately waved the warhammer and Belt fought again into a group.

"You... cut off the flames?!" Veronica's eyes widened, and the witch immediately stepped back, despite her pale face, she was ready to cast spells again.

"My lord didn't give up on me after all!" Belt forced Ryan back with a whirlwind slash, and he laughed frantically: "It's a wonderful battle, my lord has noticed me! From today, there will be no Belt, Only the Khorne Champion, the Killer!"

After he finished speaking, Belt, who was charred all over his body with burnt wounds and internal organs everywhere, suddenly stretched out his long sword and cut a wound on his left flank.

He then incised another wound on his right shoulder.

An unreasonable amount of blood suddenly spewed out of the two wounds, and the blood flew in the air and surrounded Belt.

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

"Damn! Sure enough! Belt's actions along the way have attracted the attention of the Blood God!" Ryan had to stop.

After a few seconds, it exploded and the blood faded.

Iron gray replaced the color of the original skin, two huge horns protruded from the side of the head, a bone spur pierced from the middle of Belt's head and rose high, and at the top of the bone spur hung his mentor - the demon hunter Skull of Master Jacob.

His breath has been promoted from rank to high rank.

Belt's one hand turned into a huge sharp claw, and the other hand held a giant axe that was taller than a man. The muscles in his whole body bulged, and he swung an axe towards Ryan. The axe pierced the sound barrier and hit him hard. The warhammer that hit Ryan, when Ryan was about to continue to fight, Belt stopped.

Fallen Hunter Belt, no, it should be said Khorne Champion Killer proudly: "The road to honor is **** and long, and every battle is a step to the top. At the end of the road is a reward that mortals can't imagine, only Those who are brave and courageous and who are personally blessed by the Blood God are worthy of it, you are not worthy, I am worthy!"

"Mortal, do you want to be full of power like me? Do you want to have endless honor and blessings like me? I will give you a chance. If you can throw yourself into the arms of my lord, I can spare you and this witch from dying. "

"..." Ryan was silent, and he suddenly said softly to Veronica: "Veronica, back off a little."

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

Are you going to use that?

Um!

So Witch Garland stepped back slowly, while Ryan reached out and grabbed the hilt of the one-handed long sword behind him.

Veronica's beautiful almond eyes are all the shadows of men.

Ryan seemed to be thinking about a choice, and the killer did not launch an attack. The Primarch took out the potion holy water given to him by the lake fairy, and the holy water immediately played a role, forming a heavy fog in the warp, blocking the sight of the evil god.

"The endless warp rifts and the surging Chaos forces are the lingering and eternal nightmare of the material world. The gods and demons use fear to tear the fragile veil of chaos and reality, and the great Emperor foresees that if Let it be arbitrarily plundered, and in no time, countless creatures will be ruined, and countless splendor will be reduced to ruins. The evil **** of chaos will return to the world, bringing endless and endless eternal nightmares." Veronica gently raised her voice in her mind. A passage was read in Gothic.

This passage records secrets about Ryan's background and his surname.

"At this time of darkness, the Emperor has found his most loyal servant, the Mageweave-Malcador. The Emperor's most loyal servant has passed through the blockade and completed this impossible task."

"The Grey Knights were born. They are like the light piercing the darkness. They are the last and final redemption of mankind, the last gift of the Emperor."

"Ryan Machado."

Ryan held the hilt in his right hand, and under his willless drive, the long sword with one hand was unsheathed, and there was a pleasant sound between the blade and the scabbard.

"I've never dared to use this sword, because at one point I didn't think I was worthy of it, and at one point I felt it was too heavy for me, and my shoulders couldn't bear this weight." Ryan muttered to himself, as if to say Listen to the killers.

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

The long sword was unsheathed and held in Ryan's hand.

The length of this one-handed long sword is about one meter three. The whole body is bright silver. The body of the sword is engraved with mysterious talismans. It is sacred and full of majesty. of light.

"But now, I will embrace my destiny!"

"I am the Primarch! I am the Grey Knight Ryan Malcador!!!" Ryan raised his long sword and stretched out to the sky.

Heaven and earth change color.

The one-handed long sword kept making sounds, as if responding to Ryan's words, and the white flames of the sword became more and more vigorous.

Outside the orphanage, Schultz and Audrey were waiting for the end of the battle. They could faintly feel the huge energy flowing in the ruins of the orphanage. The Grand Duke of Marienburg sighed, "Lane, what an amazing young man."

"Yes, there are few talents in the entire old world... Do we need to help him?" Audrey was still worried about Ryan's safety.

"No, he can definitely handle it." Schultz rejected this opinion, he had absolute confidence in Ryan.

Ryan is the son of God.

What the two did not notice was that in the distance, Emilia in a maid outfit was hiding behind a tree, secretly observing the movement inside the orphanage. The little maid looked complicated.

"Sure enough, that sword is Nemesis."

Emilia found that the one-handed long sword she was carrying behind her was restless, so she embraced the long sword in her arms: "Really? Did you feel it too?"

"I'm sorry! I'm really sorry, I want you to suffer with me, I'm really sorry!!" Big teardrops fell on the cloth wrapped around the long sword: "But no matter what, I can't let you fall into the hands of others. ."

It seems that the girl's tears played a role, the long sword stopped beating, and the girl hugged the long sword tightly in her arms: "Let's go, let's go home, go home."

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"What about a sword, what about a hammer? I will burn this city and then take your skulls!" The Killer finally had enough of Ryan's "performance", and it felt that Ryan was just bluffing.

"I am the blade of breaking the devil!" The goddess of nemesis waved, and the dazzling white light illuminated the entire ruins of the orphanage. The silver blade clashed with the giant axe of the killer, and the goddess of nemesis made a deep engraving on the body of the axe. mark.

The killers were horrified when they saw this, and even the battle axe blessed by Khorne could not resist the might of this sword? !

The white flame slightly touched the body of the killer, leaving behind the pain of eroding the bones. The killer found that he had never felt such pain since he believed in the blood god, which increased its rage, Launched continuous attacks towards Ryan.

"I am the light of dawn!" The silver blade slashed across the chest of the killer, leaving only white flames in the air, evaporating blood.

The killer was screaming back, leaving a deep bone wound on its chest. This wound covered the previous wound, which was the wound left by Jacob's fatal blow before he died on Belt. , Even if he became the champion of Khorne, Belt's wound has not fully healed.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" The killer felt the pain of burning his soul, and the white flame was like gangrene attached to the bone, attached to its wound.

After all, the believers of the Blood God would not admit defeat because of this. It rose up again and started a fierce battle with Ryan.

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

This sword is too strong, and every sword that Ryan wields gives it a feeling of extreme danger. The sacred energy attached to the sword body constantly burns its soul and destroys its body, and the killers dare not dare. Face the enemy head-on, because not even the battle axe blessed by the Blood God can stand against the might of the Nemesis.

Holding the Nemesis in his hand, Ryan had a sense of blood connection.

This is his own sword. This is the Emperor's preference for Ryan. Very few Primarchs can receive the Emperor's true fatherly love. Horus counts as one, and he counts as one. This sword is made by the Emperor himself. He was tailor-made, and Malcador's last name was given by the Emperor himself.

The warhammer is only Ryan's secondary weapon, and the holy sword Nemesis is his main weapon.

With Ryan's steady progress, the space of the killer was compressed to the limit, and it knew that it would definitely die if it went on like this.

"Dance of Death!" It launched its strongest combat technique, and the axe and claws came out, rushing towards Ryan.

Ryan unhurriedly took out the shotgun and pulled the trigger.

The strong impact of the shotgun interrupted the life-killer's combat skills, and the exploding mercury bullets made the life-killer retreat again and again.

"Amintok!" Witch Garland's spell arrived, and white magic threads stretched out from Veronica's beautiful figure, taking this opportunity to entangle the killer.

"Ha!" The witch's spell only bound the killer for a short moment. The muscles of the killer's body tightened, the filthy energy stretched out, the magic thread was torn off, and Veronica's spell failed. It does not mean that she failed, the huge sword burning with white flame has already slashed the neck of the killer.

"Be judged! Demon!"

Dahao's head fell to the ground, and the tall body of the killer fell to the ground with a bang, and lost his vitality after twitching twice.

A glass jar fell to the ground, smashed into pieces, and the flesh inside was vaporized by the divine flame and turned to ashes.

The famous demon hunter Belter for more than ten years, the shameless fallen hunter Belter, the blood **** Khorne's chaotic champion killer, officially turned into history in Ryan's hands, and his soul was also shaken to pieces by Ryan's psionic energy. , all his past was turned to dust.

The battle is over.

"Phew~" Veronica's face turned pale, and she stood beside Ryan unsteadily, leaning on his shoulder: "You should draw your sword earlier so that there won't be so much trouble."

"A lot of times I've been subconsciously avoiding, but I've figured it out now, the period of keeping a low profile is over, I'm no longer hiding my real name, and starting today, I'll be walking in the world in the name of Ryan Macado. Ryan took the nemesis back to the scabbard, and his voice was a little panting: "Also, using this sword is really exhausting."

Ryan did not want to use Nemesis in many previous battles, but once the holy sword was unsheathed, it absorbed his physical and spiritual energy like a bottomless pit. With his original strength, he could not support the consumption of Nemesis, so he was fighting against the four-armed bull. He didn't draw his sword when it was both Demon and Rigg, because when drawing a sword, he must kill with one blow, otherwise his physical strength would be exhausted immediately.

But now he is different. After being promoted to the rank, his physical strength has doubled. With the blessing of the Holy Grail engraving, Ryan has been able to use the Nemesis for a long time.

Picking up Belt's head, Ryan removed Jacob's skull from the bone spurs, and under the scorching of his pale blue psionic flame, the vice president's skull gently turned to dust: "Master Jacob, terribly sorry."

The only answer to him was the drifting green smoke.

"Aneda Klausner, the president of the Aesthetic Society, has given the head! Khorne champion Belt was killed by the great human hero Ryan!" The Grand Duke of Marienburg and the Archbishop of Poseidon walked in, and Schultz said loudly : "Thanks to Mr. Ryan for his help. As the Grand Duke of Marienburg, I hereby officially announce that Brian has become another guardian of Marienburg. Mr. Ryan will always be a friend of Marienburg!"

"I'm very honored by this." Ryan did not refuse, he immediately agreed, the Duke was helping him continue to build his reputation in this way, and the two had a tacit understanding, to a certain extent~www.wuxiamtl.com ~Schultz is serving him.

"The Ocean Church is willing to do justice." Seagod Archbishop Audrey also came over and shook hands with Ryan: "We will now go back to clean up the remnants of the Aesthetic Society, completely destroy this Chaos Sect, seal its property, and we will give 50% of its wealth to us. Mr Lane's remuneration."

It is not clear how much Ryan will have 50% of the wealth of Weimeihui, but he can guess that it should be an amazing number, which is what he deserves, and he has no psychological burden on it.

The group left part of the army to clean up the battlefield, and the rest immediately rushed to the headquarters of the Aesthetic Society in the Shield Street. With the help of the Seagod Knights and the Iris Guards, the headquarters of the Aesthetic Society was immediately sealed off. It was really angry, and all who dared to resist, whether it was a businessman or an artist, were killed by the Seagod Knight uniformly.

The aristocratic businessmen in Marienburg turned a blind eye to this matter, and acquiesced to it. They have vested interests in the new round of shuffling, and there is no need to be unhappy with the Ocean Church because of this kind of thing.

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

What answered him was the indifferent and cold voice of the Grand Duke of Marienburg: "We are guarding Ming, this gentleman, don't want to die."

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

Schultz winked, Sir Robert raised his knife and fell, the artist fell to the ground in an instant, and the surrounding artists were shocked by this brutal action.

"Come on, let's go in!"

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