Warhammer Throne

The atmosphere under the open camp began to be strange. The wind of the great forests blew through the forest. The leaves swayed. The sound of several primitives became not right after Fuggen opened. When Fuggen was proud and proud When announcing their desire for support, several primitives looked at each other and fell silent.

Fugen frowned slightly, and he urged everyone to express his attitude with his eyes.

"Okay! I support you!" The first statement was Luo Jia, who was wearing a tattered robe with the golden scriptures all over his body. Luo Jia raised his golden double The eagle scepter said excitedly: "I support you, my brother, let go and do it, and I will always be your solid backing! Conquer Nottingham, kill Kiliman!"

Sure enough, Luo Jia certainly supported himself unconditionally, and Fuggen nodded with a smile. This need not be questioned. Since Luo Jia supports, then Angelo, who has the best relationship with Luo Jia, must also support himself unconditionally.

Anglang listened to Luo Jia most, and the two sides established an excellent friendship in the Great Rebellion.

By analogy, Lane, who has the best relationship with Angel, will certainly support himself!

This is three votes!

"Does anyone want to be a regent this year?" This was Clarkson's reaction. The Dark Raven guarded the gene primitives, and then gave up and said: "I think Kiriman is doing well now, there is no need to replace it. He, after the Horus Rebellion, led the reconstruction of the empire. After his father returned, he was also the first original body to be awakened, and was also designated by his father as a regent. I think he is the most suitable."

"Yes, my father appointed Kiriman as the regent of the empire, but he was not appointed to be re-elected." Fugen retorted: "I mean he can do it until the end of his unyielding expedition, I also want to When all the things in this series are over, I'll take up the post at that time, Clarkson, don't be like this, saying that my father has appointed Kiriman to take office, and he still has to listen to everyone's opinions at that time, according to Tyra's basic law Go for elections, get elected, and decide who will be the regent, right?"

Obviously, Fugan was better at talking. Clarkson thought about it and thought that Fuggen was right, but he still shook his head and expressed his firm support for Kiliman: "I still support Kiliman."

For Clarkson's attitude, Fuggen was not surprised. He also knew that Clarkson and Kiliman were very close to each other, so he turned his eyes to the black-faced Johnson and Vulcan.

"Hey~Hey, I don't care about this, whoever is a regent has nothing to do with me. I think neither you nor Kiliman are good." Vulcan smiled politely, and he scratched his head and raised his own. Weapon Dawnbringer: "Brother, where is your armor? Let me help you reforge and forge!"

"In the big tent, walk along this road and turn right. There is a lizardman's forge nearby, and my father has told Lord Croke that we can borrow it at any time." Fuggen thought Vulcan was indeed a nonchalant guy, so he pointed the way, and with a polite smile on his face, Vulcan quickly slipped away.

Very good, neutral one.

"The traitor is not qualified to speak." Johnson said coldly: "You stinky brother, I am not interested in discussing this with you."

"Traitor? Oh, yes, I did a lot of wrong things, and I am ashamed of it, and I am trying to atone for it." Fugian sneered: "I confess that I am guilty, and I have repented for this, I don't believe you to ask Father? It's as if you also ask your father to forgive me for something undescribable and non-existent after waking up?"

"...!" The murderous intention flashed in Zhuang Sen's eyes, and he reached out to touch the giant sword behind him.

Clarkson stopped him between electro-optical flints: "Johnson! Don't let me remind you a second time!"

"Who do you support, Johnson?" Fugan faced Johnson's black face with no fear: "Tell me, just give me an answer."

"I'm not interested in participating in the fight between you and Kiliman. Whoever wants to be a regent will be the one you and Kiriman have. It has nothing to do with me." Johnson understood that the emperor still had a task for Fuggen, and he let go. The hand holding the hilt: "If you want to fight, then fight."

Very good, the second neutral, Fugen is very satisfied, he originally thought that Johnson might be on the side of Kiliman, and now Johnson chose to be neutral, which is another victory for Fugen.

However, this victory was also expected. Fugan analyzed that Johnson was not interested in the regency at all. It was not surprising that he was only interested in that position.

Fukugen’s grand and bright words made the atmosphere of the original chat suddenly unable to continue. Vulcan went to the forging furnace. Clarkson walked not far away to carefully browse the abandoned stone columns and murals. Luo Jia was very interested. The earth and the accompanying spirit lizard priests talked, asking about the belief requirements and taboos of the gods and ancient sages they believed in, and the snake **** Sotigo. As for Johnson, he found a tent to meditate. Fugan was left alone in the air.

Obviously, Luo Jia, Angle, and Lane will all be my strong supporters. According to this calculation, Donne and Magnus will certainly support me. Forgen thought of it because Dorn clearly opposed Kiriman. Of the Holy Scripture, while Magnus and Ruth have a deep hatred.

As for Kiriman’s staunch supporters, it should be Clarkson, Khan, Rus, and possible future St. Giles. Russ and Khan should undoubtedly be Kiriman’s supporters, and St. Giles Personal contact with Kiriman is also excellent.

Neutral are Johnson, Vulcan, and possible future Petrabo, Motarian, which Motalian can fight for, this poor guy only wants a home! Then give him!

Six to four, three abstentions, this will be my victory! Fugan analyzed it carefully and finally smiled.

You wait, Kiriman, I will prove that I am much better than you!

"Ding~dang~" By the Lizardman's ancient holy forging furnace, a black man was using his hammer to help Fuggen recast and build a new armor. The power of the flame was burning on his hammer. It is a deep red purgatory fire, and above his violent hammering and colorful flames from the ancient holy, Fukugen's original purple phoenix plate armor is gradually being recast.

Because Vulcan is about four meters tall, and his skin is black like black jade, the forging movement is extremely large, and the shape is extremely oppressive. The ashes legion soldiers attracted by his forging action only dare to watch from a distance. Dare not to get close. There is a lot of discussion about this black man. Many people suspect that Vulcan is likely to be a Kurgan, because only the closest to the chaotic waste soil, the Kurgan after the chaotic mutation can have such a high, Despite the news that Vulcan was the brother of the head of the Fuggen Army, everyone expressed disbelief. Until someone confirmed that Fuggen had shouted a brother at Vulcan, everyone was still talking about it. Brothers.

In this way, everyone watched the black man continue to forge for two hours.

Everyone was a little scared, but watching Vulcan inject the power of lava and flames into the plate armor, the ancient sacred multicolored forging flame was tamed into a fire lizard spinning around in the air under Vulcan's hammer Everyone was also amazed by the black man’s forging craftsmanship, but no matter how everyone shouted and pleaded, Vulcan was deaf and always focused on his forging behavior, and his forehead soon sweated out intimately. Bead: "Spread!"

"Boom!" The messenger of dawn fell, the flames rushed to the sky, the crowd onlookers were all startled, and quickly dispersed, everyone discussed for a while, and finally gave up onlookers, and left one by one, and there were only a few left to help the scene. Lizard.

Until a Brittany knight approached slowly, he ignored the waves of flames and was not afraid of Vulcan's anger. He said in a tone of appreciation and approval: "Good craftsmanship."

"..." Vulcan concentrated on helping Fugen rebuild his armor.

"Sir, I'm talking to you." The Expedition Knight wore a gentleman's suit made of simple canvas and linen, with long golden hair dripping from the back of the head, and the broad bladed sword hilt of the hands behind him was as bright as new.

"..." Vulcan still ignored the coming man. He suddenly slammed **** Fuggen's armor, and a dark red sun spewed directly into the air!

"Mr. Vulcan!" the man shouted, "Can you help me rebuild a new armor and sword? Mr. Vulcan?!"

Ten minutes later.

"Who is this man?" Vulcan finally stopped his movements. He looked at his results with satisfaction. The Salamander Legionnaire's Genetics raised his head and looked at the Brittany knight in front of him.

"I am Julius Cumani-Antrie de Winford, do you remember me? We have met!" Julius raised his head and said loudly to Vulcan: "Lane When I was married, I was Suria's brother! Remember?"

"Oh! I remember, you are Ryan's uncle!" Vulcan froze for a moment. He patted his head, and finally remembered it. Uncle Black immediately showed a standard polite smile: "Uncle, How are you doing recently? What's the matter?"

"I ask you, can you help me recast my plate armor and sword?" Julius said with a little arrogance in his voice, but said politely: "I think your craft is very good, Can you do me a favor? I can provide raw materials and pay you!"

"Of course! Ryan's uncle, the fire lizard is at your service!" Since it is Ryan's uncle, Vulcan naturally has no words, he immediately signaled the lizard to re-blow and relight the forge: "Take the armor Come, give me the sword together and tell me, how do you want to recast?"

Upon seeing this, Julius immediately released the two-handed broad-bladed sword behind his back, delivered it with armor, and also sent a lot of meteorite and mitre silver raw materials. He said his requirements, and Vulgan was full of mouth. Promised, in the end, Julius also asked: "How much is it, Mr. Vulcan?"

"Hey~Hey, don't need money, it's okay, even this time the service is free." Vulcan smiled happily, looking harmless to humans and animals, full of goodwill: "Everyone is relatives, talking about money is sad."

But Julius insisted on giving: "No~www.ltnovel.com~ Ms. taught me not to do this. In this way, I will give you a hundred gold crowns that our Ashes cast themselves! This is all my savings. ."

"... Then just give me eighteen pieces." Vulcan took the small bag and ordered eighteen pieces, and the rest was given to Julius, who relocated Julius' armor and giant sword On the anvil: "Okay, start work~"

"Ding~Dang~"

A few days later, the emperor emerged from the great pyramid in Itaza.

"Fugan!"

"father?"

"The Sunfire Amulet is within the maelstrom of the Burial Ship Cemetery, but my power will disintegrate the maelstrom, so that I can never find where the Sunfire Amulet is." The emperor asked Fugen: " Therefore, the task of retrieving the Sunfire Charm is left to you. Let the dwarves help you build a naval fleet to destroy the undead in the burial place of the funeral ship. Take that thing back. You know what to do, I I have designed new drawings for you and your legion. At the same time, I brought an additional 30 emperor gene seeds to make good use of it and the ancient incubation pool!"

"Yes!"