Warhammer Throne

ps. In order to celebrate the over 1,000 orders, two changes today, and the second one after seven o'clock in the evening.

Morjana raised the holy grail of potion in her hand.

The energy in the Holy Grail of the potion was tumbling, and the stored magical wind energy was released by the lake **** witch. There was a thunderous thunder in the clouds, and Morjana chanted magic spells in a low voice, guiding the power of lightning.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ghost.

Zombies are the lowest level of undead after the corpse is immediately resurrected. These undeads have lost their minds and even lost their instincts. They only know how to attack the enemy under the control of a necromancer or a vampire leader. The eyes of these corpses are blue. The Soul Sword was held by Morjana, and the Lake God Witch sternly said: "Enough! Just there, don't come near me!"

"Yes, yes!" The serf stopped his steps quickly. He was about to raise his head and say something. Mojianna suddenly heard a footstep coming from behind him and the exclamation of the prophet Clement of the Lake. : "His Royal Highness Morgiana, behind you!"

A dire wolf with a blue fire in its eyes rushed towards Morjana at a very fast speed. It roared, kicked **** its hind legs, and rushed directly towards the back of Morjana. It smelled fishy and disgusting. His saliva spouted from its big mouth in the blood basin.

Morjana twisted her eyes without any panic. She firmly held the hilt of the rune sword in her right hand, and the sharp sword straightened out, the sharp rune sword body went straight into the mouth of the dire wolf, and then followed the dire wolf's body. Stabbed in.

In the **** wind, the dire wolf was so pierced by Morgia’s sword, his intestines and blood spilled all over the floor. Under the protection of the golden belt, these dry blood and disgusting body fluids could not get close to Morgia. The body is blocked by the shield.

"His Majesty Mojana? Are you okay?" The Lake God Prophet hurriedly hit the horse and came to Mojana's side.

"It's okay..." Morjana Qingcheng's appearance was all serious. She glanced at the corpse of the dire wolf: "It's just a despicable sneak attacker."

Then, the Lake God Witch turned her gaze back to the serf in front of her. It seemed that she was being chased by the vampire creature. The mirror of Maugiana told her that the serf in front of her was also full of the disgusting smell of vampires and traces of undead magic. : "Are you a villager nearby?"

"Yes, I am a villager in nearby Feuerbach, my name is Alan." The serf knelt on the ground and kowtow: "Thank you very much, my Highness, you saved my life!"

"Feuerbach..." Mogiana and Clemente glanced at each other. That is the village they are going to. The girl predicted is in Feuerbach: "Where are you a resident? How is Feuerbach now?"

"The situation is not so good, my lord, since the continuous wars, the number of residents in the town has dropped sharply. There were three to five hundred people. Now there may not even be two hundred people." The serf kept kowtow: "This year's knight. The lord is about to collect taxes again, and we see that we can't live anymore, so I want to go into the woods to see if I can find something to eat, but I met the undead again, hey, if it weren't for your highness to save me, I would definitely be dead. , It’s just that there is some rye and bran left in the house..."

"Enough, shut up, take us to Feuerbach." The prophet of the Lake God didn't bother to listen to serfs' complaints. If the Saints' Convent was a charitable organization that let serfs complain, then Bretania was lined up to complain. The serf could go around the old world for a half and a half, so she decisively stopped the serf's next words.

Morgiana's face was stern, and she never said a word, obviously she didn't take the serf's words to heart.

So the serf took the Lake God Witch and the Lake God Prophet to Feuerbach.

This is a village that has shown signs of decline. In the rain and snow, there are still a few militiamen and guards standing on the low wooden walls and sentry posts, but the residents are rarely seen. Looking around, the whole village Almost buried in the snow, like a half-dead old man, breathing hard, trying to find his last chance.

The big tree people at the entrance of the village were covered with a staggering number of corpses. Army from Estalia, unwelcome outsiders, and criminal serfs made up these corpses. Morgiana looked up and knew that there were at least three or four. Ten.

The authority of the lake **** witch is absolute. Under her order, the kingdom knight who was sealed in this village immediately ordered all the serfs to come out of the house and accept the lake **** witch's question.

In the mid-winter, heavy snow fell, and all the townspeople in the early 200s were called out. Morjana immediately found the girl with excellent spell-casting talent, and then she ignored the serf parents’ kneeling and crying and ordered Clement took the girl away.

This is not Mojana's cold-blooded ruthlessness, but the Lake God Witch knows that if these children with magical talents are not taken away early and sent to the fairyland of the lake to be cultivated, then they will almost have the ending after they grow up in the future. Destined-in the process of trying to cast spells by themselves, they are corroded by chaos and then fall. Eventually these children will become high-quality portals for chaos demons, helping demons to appear on the main material plane.

There are very few exceptions, and being corrupted is only a matter of time.

When serf parents begged not to take these children away, do they understand in their hearts whether they have the right to let these children live? Then watch them become a portal to the devil? Will it ultimately bring destruction to the entire village or even the country?

No, the serfs would not understand, so Morjana would not explain. The lake **** witch has given a chance. If these child prodigies have the ability to send them to the Imperial Royal Wizarding Academy to study, neither would Morjana. Prevent.

After the matter was handed over, Mogiana motioned to Clement to take the girl away. The Lake God Witch directly used her powerful mana to directly open the portal: "Clement, you go back first, I'm going to Burleon. The castle goes to Theodoric."

"Yes, my lord." The prophet of the lake **** disappeared in the portal with the girl.

Morgiana's face was indifferent, she nodded, and then rode Silfan towards the outside of the village, but in the wind and snow, a lonely figure stopped her: "Your Royal Highness, the Lake God Witch!"

"It's you, what's the matter?" Morgiana frowned. What is the serf going to do?

"My lord, thank you for saving my life!" said the serf named Allen on his knees.

"If this is what you want to say, then you don't have to say it again, I know." Mogiana said impatiently, and then motioned the unicorn to continue walking.

"Um, my Highness, I know I have nothing to repay you." What Mojana didn't expect was that the serf stopped her again, and he tremblingly took out something from his body.

A string of pearl chains strung together by silk thread.

"This is?" The pearl in the serf's hand looked bright and round, very beautiful.

"I picked this up at the beach, and I took it home and string it up by myself. I think about it and only this thing can repay the kindness of the lake **** and witch, please accept it!" The serf named Allen kowtows. , And then knelt on the ground.

When Morjana saw such a beautiful pearl, she liked it for three points. When she thought that the serf in front of her was indeed saved by herself, she sighed softly, and she got off Sylfin, under the gray dress. , The white short boots without slender dust stepped on the ground, the jade hand wrapped in lace gloves shook, and the pearl chain in Alan's hand flew into Mogiana's hand.

The cautious lake **** witch checked and confirmed that there were no traces of magic on the pearl, she nodded: "Okay, I will accept the things, you can go back."

After finishing speaking, Morjana ignored the serf and rode away on Silfan.

Allen watched the Lake God Witch walk away, and then he walked towards his town step by step.

At this time, some people began to talk about the serf who survived the catastrophe.

"I said Alan is really lucky. Three days ago, he met the dire wolves in the wild, but he was saved by a passing wizard, and today he was saved by the lord of the lake **** and witch."

"Yes, I doubt whether he is the favored one of Goddess of Luck?"

The serfs talked a lot, and Allen didn't respond at all. He walked towards his house step by step.

After closing the door, Alan looked at the four-armed house of his family numbly, and then walked to the middle of the room. Then, the serf fell to the ground as if his bones had been removed, losing all his vitality, hot blood. Flow all over the place.

In the rapid bleeding, he just turned into a mummy.

In the darkness of the room, a decayed and shriveled voice said, "Don't worry, everything is proceeding step by step."

"Yes, Godfather." The young voice was a little confused: "But... Godfather, the flood of the **** severely damaged Connaught’s economy. Our originally planned attack on Pordro next year can only be postponed. NS."

"It doesn't matter, for us, the most important thing is time...Morgiana is not that easy to win. We need patience, my godson." The shriveled voice said: "You have seen the power of Maugiana? "

"...Very powerful."

"As long as we fail to take her down immediately, nearby knights will come to support within fifteen minutes, and then more knights..."

"I see, godfather."

"Very well, then, according to the information sent back from Berleon, Theodoric will hold a singing meeting in Berleon’s singing hall tonight. Looking at this time, Maugiana will almost arrive at that time. Berleón Castle." The withered and shriveled voice continued, and it seemed to be pleased that the young voice could understand the key points: "At that time, it will be time for us to act."

"I will summon an army of undead to attack the singing hall of Berleon Castle, and you, take this opportunity, immediately look for the nine books hidden in Berleon Library! Haha~ hundreds of years Accumulation and lurking, it’s time to take effect."

"Yes!"

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At dusk that evening, the heavy snow finally stopped, and Maugiana also came to Berleón Castle.

The main castle of Berleón is located at the vantage point of the city and the mountain peaks of the island. There are many small turrets controlling the sea in the coordinated and integrated civilian buildings along the mountain. The towering and sturdy towers in the street can resist the army with only one person. Many gardens and houses are confined spaces, and the invaders will be cut off from each other by the above-mentioned structure and annihilated one by one. Therefore, the invaders of Estalia have attacked the castle several times but failed each time.

"Where is your Duke? I have something to find him." The gate of the castle opened, and Maugiana's face was as cold as frost, and she asked directly to the guard.

"My Royal Highness, Your Excellency the Duke is in the singing hall. There is a singing party tonight. You can go directly to him." The guard responded with some pride.

A displeasure flashed in Maugiana's eyes. Compared to the Red Dragon Duke Pershmond, who is a model of chivalry, Theodoric Duke of Berleon is simply the opposite of the coin. Two sides.

Theodoric charged with a huge battle axe in the battle, cruelly splitting the enemies who had lost their combat effectiveness, and throwing their bodies to the ground. He always attacked frontally but rarely returned with injuries. His knight claimed that the power of war had fallen on the Duke. As long as any opponent was knocked down by him, he would have to make up for it before he was finished.

He seems to like killing.

"Lead the way!"