Warhammer Throne

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The audience was silent, and no one thought that this battle would be the result of such a result.

Everyone was looking forward to a wonderful spell duel, but what they were looking forward to was not a spell duel where the winner would be decided within ten seconds.

It seemed that Cernus Gehrman had only time to release a pyroblast and prepare a three-flame skull, and then he was transformed into a gilded statue by Gelt.

Suddenly, an idea came to the minds of all the audience.

This game, shouldn't it be a counterfeit match?

However, the audience quickly rejected this idea.

There are many ways to fight the counterfeit match. If the counterfeit match is really fought, it is possible for Gelt to use a certain method or promise to let Gehrman give up the position of the royal chief wizard, but it will never be head-on with this kind of magic. Way.

Casting is risky! No one can guarantee that there will be no accidents. In this level of magic duel, if you are careless, you will be desperate on the spot. As long as Gelt and Gehrman are smarter, they will not use this method to fight fake matches.

So, since it's not a fake match, it's true?

Gelt, really defeated Gehrman through a big spell!

This is really shocking. As we all know, once the strength of a mortal reaches the sanctuary level, it will complete a certain qualitative change. Every sanctuary level powerhouse will have a special kind of individual that belongs to him. Ability, and for the Sanctuary level duel, it is easy to defeat the opponent, but it is very difficult to kill the opponent. However, according to the current situation, Gehrman's whole person has been turned into a gilded statue, and everyone even I don't know if he is still alive!

Archbishop Vikmar’s face is a bit ugly. It is not what he wants to see Gelt becoming the chief royal wizard, but now, he has no alternative to this result. Seeing Gelt actually solved the problem with one move. Ulman, Vicma thought that Gelt was really suspicious, and now he has nothing to do with Gelt, but afterwards he must send the battle priest and the demon hunter to check him out.

On the other side, Emperor Karl-Franz happily stood up and clapped vigorously. He stepped down from the main stand and said loudly: "It seems that the victory and defeat are already divided! Let us congratulate the new chief royal wizard, our great Alchemist, Baiershaze-Geert!"

"Congratulations!" The waves on the scene were louder and louder. Although he could not witness a wonderful magical duel, Gelt's more than ten years of business is more or less useful, and his supporters are also not a few.

The metal wizards of the Alchemy Academy shouted Galt's name enthusiastically, and there was a roar of "fortheemperor! fortheImperiumofmanfortheholyterra".

Ryan, Emilia, and Sulia all applauded. Emilia clearly supports Gelt, because Ms. Nur’s Black and Nur Ordnance Factory have alliances with Gelt, and Gelt is also Xiao Fu. Ryan, Rederick’s magician, secretly supported. As for Su Liya, she had no stand, and the female knight applauded when she saw her husband applaud.

"Congratulations, Gelt." Karl Franz came to the Great Alchemist. He smiled and said, "You are the new owner of Volan's Staff. From now on, you are the Royal Chief Great Wizard. The Supreme Dean of the Royal Wizarding Academy of the Empire."

"It's a great honor, my majesty." The great alchemist was a little excited. It must be a fake to say that Galt did not want to be the chief royal wizard. After the realization of his life's dream, Galt couldn't suppress his excitement. He lowered his head. , Expressed obedience to the emperor.

Karl-Franz did not immediately hand over the wand of Volan to Gelt. The emperor put his gaze on the ring with concern: "Tell me, Gelt, Gehrman is... okay?"

"It's okay." Galt knew that the emperor was worried about the safety of the flame-type sanctuary great wizard. Gehrman, after all, served as the elder of the three dynasties of the empire since Emperor Karl's grandfather Leopold. As the chief royal wizard, even though Karl Franz doesn't like Gehrman a little, he never hopes that something will happen to him. The empire originally lacks the sanctuary-level powerhouses who can shock the world.

The great alchemist chanted a spell. How did Gehrman, who had been turned into a gilded statue, turned into a golden statue? How did he regain his flesh and blood? Cernus Gehrman, who was still invincible just now, recovered. , The Supreme Dean of the Flame Academy is still unwilling to admit his failure: "This...how is it possible..."

Before he finished speaking, Gehrman, who had lost all his magical power, rolled his eyes and fainted on the ring on the spot. It seems that in the next few months, the Great Sacred Wizard will have a good rest for a while.

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief. He no longer hesitated, and took Volan's staff from the attendant's hand and handed it to Galt's hand: "Then, congratulations again, Galt, do you remember our agreement? ?"

The emperor was talking about the agreement between him and Gelt after defeating the barbarian army on Nord’s sea front eleven years ago. At that time, he expressed his hope that Gelt could become the chief royal wizard.

"Of course I remember, Your Majesty." Gail turned his head. He took Volan's staff and knelt on one knee.

Volan is the first royal chief wizard. For all wizards, the symbol of authority that inherits his mantle is his development, which can make the wind of magic user yield! It can not only greatly reduce the basic probability of spell errors, but also increase the storage capacity of the wind of magic, and at the critical moment, the wand of Volan can even draw an astonishing amount of magic power to the user in a short time!

"Hope you don't forget your original intention and remember your mission!" Karl Franz nodded.

"Yes!"

At this point, the Night of Thousand Dharma came to an end in an informal way, and the capital of the empire restored its former calm.

Ryan and others began to prepare to set off for Noor.

…………I am the dividing line that keeps the mission in mind…………

At the same time, traverse the super-large eternal subspace storm surrounding the entire planet.

The main material universe, the sacred Terra, the palace, the throne room.

The wide, deep and golden throne room still maintains its original appearance. Countless mechanical priests and monks are working hard to maintain the operation of the Golden Throne. The air is full of the smell of ozone, and hundreds of cables are connected. Golden Throne, sparks and malfunctioning sounds erupted from many cables.

The ground in front of the Golden Throne was very empty. Except for some patrolling forbidden troops and armed servants, there were no people here. This is a very rare thing for the already extremely crowded planet of Holy Terra.

The long years have made Magnus, the Son of Thousand Sores, the Gene Primarch, a little unable to remember what the divine Tyra he saw in the era of the Great Expedition. His memory is sometimes sober and sometimes fuzzy, and Magnus can feel it. Then, there is still a certain darkness hidden deep in my heart. In this darkness, you can hear the angry roars and curses of Yin Qi. The **** of darkness seems to be condemning the lord of mankind for taking away his favorite toy. After his cursing, Tecchi will try to seduce Magnus again and let him return to his arms.

It is a pity that Magnus has been the demon prince for Tiki for ten thousand years. He knows Tiki’s tricks more clearly. He knows that Tiki’s promise may not be a lie, but Cthulhu will never do the way believers hope. To realize his wish, at least Magnus was able to control himself at the moment. He closed his eyes, and the Cthulhu’s whisper quickly went away. Qi has only a few chances to reach here.

Just above the golden throne, Magnus closed his eyes and controlled the operation of this machine. He often dreamed back to the days and nights of the Burning of Prospero and saw his sons being slaughtered, over and over again. At the end of the illusion, the ugly face of Riemann Ruth will appear in Magnus's illusion.

Sure enough, the person who hates the most is him.

Similarly, after sitting on the golden throne, Magnus began to understand the magnificent achievements of the former imperial prime minister Makado, because the emperor also worked in the throne room. The lord of mankind has always been this huge empire. The undisputed master, he is the only one who can solve all problems. He can suppress the over-inflated authority of the court, negate the decision made by the Supreme Lords Council in one sentence, and stop the worst cruelty of the Gray Knight or the Dark Angel. Ruthless, or the endless long talks of Luo Jia and the imperial state religion, only the emperor and the former Makado have the ability to deal with these.

If Magnus is willing to be more honest, he might tell his god-like father that he now understands Makado’s great achievements. Within the years of sitting on the Golden Throne, Magnus witnessed it with his own eyes. The arrival of countless people, the Primarch, the leader of the Star Warrior, the presiding officer of the Executive Yuan, the Pope of the State, the sage of the mechanical gods, the representative of the court, the command of the Astral Army, the special envoy of the Ministry of Justice, the special envoy of the navigator, and the host of the Star Language Institute , Assassin’s Court special envoy, Imperial Navy generals, Imperial Guard generals, Political commissars of the Loyalty Academy, those fighting nuns who worship the Emperor, the commander of the Merchant Ronin Dynasty with a trade license, the imperial imperial army who completed the mission, and those empires Chamber of Commerce spokespersons and so on.

These people came to the throne hall incessantly one after another, and made their own requests and suggestions to the emperor. Some were vital, some were worthless, and countless affairs needed to be handled by the emperor. The Inquisition and the Supreme Lord's Council conveyed his will to all the places where the Star Torch Light can currently illuminate.

The courts regarded the emperor’s return as an opportunity for them to enterprisingly and further regulate the code of conduct, while the Supreme Lord’s Council believed that the emperor’s return was a guarantee for their regaining power. The Imperial State Church was conspiring and sniffing something. There is no doubt that they all must obey the emperor’s will to obtain benefits, but this does not mean that they have no ideas of their own.

The emperor has always dealt with all this calmly and coldly. The imperial regent, His Excellency Killiman, is now on an unyielding expedition. The matter must be handled by him. The lord of mankind seems to have never seen a trace of fatigue. Time is in the throne room. It seems to have lost its meaning.

But finally, after not knowing how long passed, the Lord of Mankind temporarily finished all the things at hand, staring at a report with a cold face: "It's harassing you again?"

"Get used to it." Magnus opened his eyes. He knew what the emperor was talking about: "It feels like telling a joke. It's funny. I used to be annoying, but now I am a little expecting what it will say next time."

"Trick, always give me some new tricks." The lord of humanity didn't say much, he just stood like this, took out a bottle of wine from the freezer in the nearby static force field for a drink, if anyone Recognized, the wine is printed with the coat of arms of the Duke of Winford "Pure Day Horse" and the name of the wine "Lüsalus".

This imperial special wine is now the top luxury in the entire Divine Terra. No one knows whether it is the best-tasting wine, but it is the emperor’s favorite, which is enough.

In addition to the Gene Progenitor, only three people have received a bottle of this wine as a reward when they meet the emperor. They are Political Commissar Sebastian-Jarric, Political Commissar Abraham Gunter, and Kay Fath Kane political commissar.

It is worth mentioning that after receiving the reward, the first two political commissars immediately drank Shane in trepidation. Only the Caifas-Kane political commissar called a group of his friends to taste it together, and even sold a small piece boldly. The cup is for the admiring business ronin.

This cargo was almost caught and burned by the state religion and the fighting nuns. Even though the emperor said that since the reward was given, how to deal with it was Kane's political commissar's own business, the entire state religion and the nuns' society were still itchy because of this matter.

Magnus licked his lips. "Father, can you give me a drink?"

"You can only drink this." The emperor picked up a can of green drink from the table.

The cylindrical jar was thrown directly towards Magnus. Not far from the Golden Throne, it stagnated under the psychic power of the Son of Thousand Sores. Magnus took the jar and took a look.

"Green Golden Bull canned liquid lifting and supplementary functional drink, let your muscles rise!"

"This is... the new work of the Mechanical God Cult?" Magnus looked at the six-legged, two-tailed and four-horned "Taurus" pattern on the jar. Hongzi hesitated for a long time if he wanted to drink it. He simply read the words on the jar. Once again: "The only liquid refreshing drink designated by the Ministry of Military Affairs! All natural ingredients! Provide healthy energy boost! Delicious and kill the enemy, feel the blessings brought by the name of the emperor!"

After thinking about it for a long time, Magnus always felt that something would happen if he drank too much. He put the jar aside and shook his head mockingly: "It's definitely not a good thing, father, if there is a good thing, you will only think about Ryan. , Not us."

"Zhuang Sen tried it, he likes it very much." The emperor was holding the "Tuan Qi Bao" in his hand, and the lord of mankind was looking at the newspaper: "The difference is that the green golden bull he drank was taken from Anglang. Made of cow’s milk."

"Angela..." Who knows that Magnus heard Anglang's name and complained with dissatisfaction: "Father, why would you let Angrand be an old farmer on Lane? It is now. When people need to be hired!"

Envy and jealousy radiated in the throne room.

"A disobedient Anglang? A brainless man?" The emperor looked indifferent: "The effect he can play is not even comparable to an ordinary imperial army!"

Magnus raised his eyebrows, and he wanted to ask again, but the emperor had no intention of going on this question: "Give you the opportunity to ask two more questions, Magnus."

"...Then can you tell me, what have you talked about with the death **** of the spirit race and the daughter-in-law of the spirit race of Kiliman?" Magnus pondered for a moment, and quickly asked: "Also, Lego, the laughing **** of the spirit race, I can perceive that you are talking to him in the network!"

The imperial imperial army that was on alert immediately glared at Magnus. Compared to Magnus, the imperial imperial army obviously favored Robert Killiman's ability, and it could be said that they hated Magnus most.

"No, by the way, Magnus, you have been a demon prince for Tecchi for ten thousand years. Your brain is really broken. These are two problems, not one." The emperor put his gaze back and forth in the air. Servant: "There is one question left."

"Oh~" Magnus thought to himself that you, **** father, with a soulless soul, deserved to sit on the golden throne for ten thousand years.

The Primarch of the Son of Thousand Sores no longer hopes that the emperor can answer his own questions, but is thinking about how to disgust his father.

"Father, I really congratulate you, your eldest grandson was born~" Magnus sat on the golden throne and said with a smile: "You don't even go to see? Your grandson is also called that alien **** called mother~ Hahahahaha~What does the great **** emperor think about this? Don't you think that alien **** is jumping?"

The imperial imperial army stationed in Lane’s territory regularly reported to the lord of mankind about Lane. Last time, a picture of a little baby was sent. This picture is now framed and placed in the throne room. The emperor occasionally Will look at the portrait of the little baby for a few seconds, and then continue to work.

"...Magnus, if you want to irritate me, then I can only tell you that you have failed." Unexpectedly, the emperor still maintained a calm and cold expression.

"I want you to answer the question, father!" Magnus was really furious: "You haven't answered me yet!"

"If I plan to kill her, I have countless opportunities to do it." The emperor said, and he looked at Magnus: "That time was just a threat and threat. I didn't plan to kill her from start to finish. I want to know. The reason? Magnus?"

"Of course, father!" Magnus could feel that the initiative of the topic had returned to the emperor's side. He thought about this **** old man, but couldn't help being curious.

"Because I found out..."