Proof of the Sun King

?On the plains, the armies fight, and the champions meet in the chaos.

Ryan held the hammer in both hands. He took a deep breath and silently looked at the blood-red plate armor all over his body, like Agil Steelbjorn who had descended into the world, looking at his tall and invincible figure. The spikes and hoop are covered with skulls, among them the head of Jules.

The god-chosen champion of the Fairy in the Lake knew that he should not be careless, or he would end up with these losers.

And Agil was also looking at Ryan.

This young man is almost 1.85 meters tall, which is much shorter than his 2.4 meters tall. He holds a golden gryphon warhammer in his hand, wears a fine plate armor, and hangs on his chest with the Holy Grail Knight Commander. badge.

The false **** in the lake... God's chosen champion? Just a warrior at the pinnacle of legend, his breath is unstable, and it is a sign of an imminent breakthrough, Egil thought.

On the surface, Ryan's strength is not even as good as Eulers, but Aegir has never been an idiot. He knows that the fairy in the lake will not name such a young man as her god-chosen champion for no reason. Under a series of feats, this young man must have his own uniqueness.

The encounter between the two God-chosen champions caused the troops to move away automatically. Both the barbarians and the Bretons attached great importance to the duel of champions. Once a champion met, the army would automatically move out of the way for them to duel.

"One after another, one after another, Bretons, do you know how many mortals I have killed? How many powerful enemies have I killed? Dragon demons have been beheaded by me, sea monsters have been pierced by my heart, countless champions of chaos have died by my hands , your arrogant knight commander has also become my collection." Aegir's face was grim, just behind him, the barbarians were completely defeated.

"One after another, one after another, Scalings, do you know how much evil I've wiped out? Chaos Champion Bireg, Khorne Champion Killer, Nurgle, and now you're no worse than Khorne. God's Chosen Champion." Ryan's face was lightly mocked: "What about your disabled master? Is his **** sticking to his toilet?"

"Ah!" Aegir only felt that Ryan's words made him angry. He is the God-chosen champion of Khorne. He can't bear Ryan's irony of his beliefs. Glory to Khorne!

Khorne's Chosen Champion is not a particularly good talker, and he decided to cut down on his nonsense.

Aegir raised the **** battle axe and pointed it directly at Ryan's face. Ryan also knew that he could only take advantage of words at most, and everything had to be measured on the battlefield.

"Huh~" A gust of wind with a strong smell of blood blew through Ryan and Agil's body. The Chosen Champion of Khorne knew that his army was going to fail here, but he would not fail.

He would remove Ryan's head, then slay from the army, and return to Scullins by boat with his son.

Now, Ryan and Aegir face to face, both the most honored warriors of their respective nations, the objects of favor of their respective gods, the pride of their own race, and their stories will live on in the songs of the northern barbarians and in the songs of Brittany for hundreds of thousands of years. in the folk songs of Asia.

This is true immortality, their stories will live on in this world long after they pass away, until the end of the years, the duel between the two god-chosen champions will become an immortal epic, apparently only one of them can survive.

Aegir first launched a furious attack on Ryan. The **** battle axe in his hand slashed the sound barrier in the air like a whirlwind, ripping apart the space.

Ryan stepped back a little, dodging Aegir's attack.

In the other hand, the **** battle axe Garm continued to slam into Ryan's chest.

Ryan stepped back again, dodging Aegir's attack again.

Next, Ryan seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and he immediately turned over to dodge before Aegir's axe was cut off.

Aegir's onslaught was again empty.

Next, Egil launched a violent attack like a whirlwind, but Ryan did not take the initiative to fight him at all. He was like a loach, and seemed to have an extraordinary prediction of Egil's attack, no matter how Egil tried. The attack, Ryan quickly dodged.

"???Damn southerners, face me!" Khorne's chosen champion has never faced this kind of battle. He once carried the ancient dragon demon, and he once fought with the Chaos Giants, and he once withstood Tzeentch. The wizard's magic decapitated the opponent, but he had never met such an opponent who only knew how to avoid his own attack: "Face me! Ryan Malcador! Are you a knight like this?"

"Humph!" The corners of Ryan's mouth were raised, and his face was full of ridicule: "Continue to attack! Disabled, even I can't beat you, you can be considered the champion of Khorne's God's Choice? I often confront the devil prince of Khorne. I've never seen such a weak God's Choice champion."

"Uhhhhhh!" Aegir roared, the whispering battle axe in his hand drew **** hurricanes, a big tree was broken in two, Ryan easily dodged again, he rolled to avoid the hot The axe blade, then trot a few steps, and dodge Aegir's attack again.

"Boom!" A big stone was chopped into pieces by Aegir, and the rubble splashed around. Taking advantage of Ryan's unstable landing, Aegir finally attacked Ryan.

"Clang!" Ryan quickly raised the warhammer and blocked Aegir's onslaught. At this time, Khorne's God's Choice champion had opened the door because of the continuous gun attacks. Seeing this, Ryan clenched his golden griffin warhammer tightly. , after parrying Aegir's attack, he picked up the warhammer and launched his own counterattack.

Aegir's **** battle axe was deflected, Ryan's eyes were red, he held the hammer in both hands, and took the war hammer to the back of his head.

"What?!" Aegir hadn't withdrawn his strength, and the golden griffin warhammer smashed directly into his face.

The blow was heavy, and the king of Scalings was knocked out more than a meter on the spot, and his helmet was shattered, revealing his face under the helmet.

"Crack it~" Aegir's left face was hit with full force by the Griffon Warhammer. In the tragic howl, half of his face was directly smashed into a hole by the huge force on the warhammer, and two teeth flew out of his mouth. out, blood splashed.

Seeing this, Ryan wanted to pursue the victory, but Khorne's chosen champion immediately launched a brutal counterattack. Seeing this, Aegir's Hell Axe in his left hand slashed directly at Ryan's rib.

Ryan quickly dodged his eyes again, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and Agil cut the air again.

After so many rounds, Aegir felt like he was losing his mind.

"Despicable southerners! Only know how to survive!" Aegir began to feel extreme anger, and Khorne's chosen champion shouted at Ryan: "It's useless, I will catch you, defeat you, and tear you apart. To pieces! Dodging blindly will not bring victory, die!"

"Blindly defeating people can't bring you victory, chaos." Ryan smiled mockingly at Aegir: "Champion of the Blood God, you can't even beat people, how can you win?"

Ryan and Angron have both practiced for an unknown number of times. Although Aegir is strong, his attack has traces in Ryan's eyes, and it is not so difficult to avoid.

The battle fell into a stalemate. The battle between the two gods and the champions was like a gorgeous performance. Aegir's onslaught was like a rolling steel storm, the axe blades were spinning, and the space was torn apart. A giant loomed behind him. The voice of the blood-colored demon, he is like a blood **** coming into the world, exuding a terrifying blood-colored power.

Ryan's figure is like a smart phantom. He precisely avoided Aegir's series of onslaughts, and then looked for an opportunity to counterattack. Although Aegir attacked Ryan only once to fight back once, but from the beginning to the end, the initiative in this battle. It's all in Ryan's hands.

On the battlefield, the barbarians have collapsed. Now, the last three thousand barbarian troops are gradually retreating towards the sea. They are posing as if they are going to fight to the death, waiting for the final attack of the knights.

"Go to hell! Go to die! Go to die!" The battle between Egil and Ryan continued.

And Aegir hadn't won Ryan yet. Khorne's God's Chosen Champion was anxious. He subconsciously increased the strength of his battle axe by two points, and there was no doubt that Ryan continued to avoid his attack. On the contrary, Ryan's war hammer A deep cut was left in Aegir's shoulder armor.

Impossible, from the current point of view, Ryan Macado's strength is not even as good as Euless! Egil's heart is full of irritability and madness, but why can't I attack him?

Because the speed is not enough!

Why isn't the speed enough?

Because the power is too strong!

Got it, this southerner in front of me is irritating me!

Egil immediately understood that this was Ryan's plan. He angered himself, and then due to his anger, Egil couldn't help but increase his strength. If the strength is too strong, the speed will decrease.

So when the next attack came, Egil finally confronted Ryan, the battle axe and the warhammer contacted, and there was a fierce spark. When Egil's second attack hit Ryan, Ryan also realized that Egil had found his tactics.

So the two champions of their respective gods finally went head-to-head.

Now, in the eyes of all the troops on the battlefield, the figures of the two God-chosen champions appear in front of everyone.

Aegir's tall figure is holding a double axe. He is like the incarnation of the blood god's will walking in the world. Every movement is turned into a whirlwind of death and a torrent of steel, sending a series of deadly attacks towards Ryan.

Ryan held the warhammer high in both hands, and his face was hideous. He was the embodiment of the will of the Lake God in the mortal world. In the fierce attack of the Blood God God's Choice Champion like a torrent of steel, the Lake God's God's Choice Champion had no fear, and his hands turned into warhammers. Making a golden trajectory, the lightning flashed, constantly defusing Aegir's violent attacks.

"To die! To die!" Aegir controlled his anger, his double axe was as fast as lightning, and in a single breath he attacked Ryan's warhammer a dozen times in a row, making Ryan almost unable to lift his head. His arms gradually went numb from Aegir's frantic attacks, and he began to have a tendency to lose the warhammer.

Your Excellency Jules... Was he fighting against such a powerful enemy before? Ryan gritted his teeth, and he poured his power into his warhammer. Taking advantage of Aegir's offensive stop temporarily, he first slammed down, hit Aegir's wrist, and then swept in reverse.

The hammer head of the warhammer hit Aegir in the chest, and the Chosen Champion of Khorne spat out a mouthful of blood, who in turn used the Hell Axe to hit Ryan in the right shoulder.

Both sides of the duel were injured together, but there was no doubt that Aegir recovered faster, and the Chosen Champion of Khorne let out a roar, and then released the flame of Khorne in the battle axe at Ryan, the black and red flames filled with With the filthy chaotic energy, Ryan was directly submerged in the flames.

"Ryan!" Surya was wielding her sword to kill a barbarian warrior. Seeing that Ryan was enveloped in flames, she couldn't help but exclaimed.

Black and red flames burned around Ryan, and everyone's eyes on the entire battlefield focused on the battle between Ryan and Aegir.

Ryan did not disappoint the knights. The black and red flames were torn apart by him directly. Ryan's eyes were full of light blue psionic vortexes. He raised his hand towards Aegir: "Psionic storm!"

The bucket-thick psionic storm lightning directly hit Aegir's body, and the flesh rolled over. The psionic storm burned Aegir's body up and down, and the whole body was burned by the lightning, causing the king of Scalings to scream. Voice.

But he persevered. Aegir overcame his senses in this extreme pain. He rushed towards Ryan directly against the psionic storm. The **** battle axe in both hands was used to resist the attack of the psionic storm and could not move. , but he still has his own body!

Savage Clash!

Aegir's head was directly on Ryan's chest. Ryan was hit before he could even react. The **** battle axe was then slashed into his chest. Ryan was injured on the spot and was knocked over a dozen meters, and his head hit the reef on the coast. The blood was broken, and a lot of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth: "Hmm~"

The god-chosen champion of the fairy in the lake was dizzy due to the collision. He barely got up, and just reached out to wipe off the blood, but looked up and saw a terrifying scene.

The wounds on Aegir's body were all healing, and the blessing from Khorne helped him recover quickly. In the blink of an eye, Aegir, who was covered in blood, immediately healed all his injuries. Now, he strode towards Ryan.

"Mortal, you are very powerful and brave." Aegir strode towards Ryan: "But you can't understand the superiority of real gods after all, the **** end is a reward that mortals can't imagine, I have already received it. My lord's oracle, Ryan Malcador, as long as you are willing to surrender and dedicate your loyalty and glory to the Blood God, the Ascension is just around the corner."

"Ascension?" Ryan sneered in his heart. Does he still not know what happened to Ascension?

Ascension is indeed a supreme reward for Chaos believers~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Because it means that the strength will be directly promoted by the evil **** to the peak of the sanctuary, and can also have immortality and immortality, truly rising from mortal to Chaos Four The subordinates of God, the subordinates who will make the evil gods care a little.

This is an unimaginable reward for mortals.

But these things are not attractive to Ryan. On the contrary, after ascending to the devil, life and death are in the hands of the evil god.

Agil approached slowly, and he wanted to say something.

The oncoming was a mass of **** spit. Ryan spit a mouthful of spit on Aegir's face with a contemptuous face, and then the warhammer swept across. While Aegir wanted to negotiate, he slammed the hammer directly into his right face.

"@%#%&*!"

King Scalings' face was smashed into mud by the warhammer, and several large teeth flew out of his mouth.

"Ah ah ah! Go to hell!" Aegir was really provoked at this time, he slammed Ryan's warhammer with an axe, and then, the voice of Khorne's God's Choice champion turned into a boundless violent hurricane.

Whirlwind!

"Ding ding ding~" Ryan's face was hideous, he released all his strength, the golden warhammer resisted Aegir's powerful attack inconceivably, and then, the psychic storm launched again directly hit Aegir's body, all over The lightning of his body forced Aegir to stop the offensive.

At this time, Ryan had also been forced to the side of the cliff on the coast.

Aegir's mouth showed a bloodthirsty smile, he raised his right arm, the **** battle axe bloomed in blood, and the earth-shattering anger sounded.

"Behead!"

The golden gryphon warhammer that accompanied Ryan for nearly ten years turned into pieces in the sky in this angry shout. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "", WeChat pays attention to "Youdu Literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~