Surtur, Mschaibel.
The Palace of Flames rises from the ground on the Great Plains of Musheber. The most eye-catching thing about the entire Palace of Flames is the Flame Titan in the middle. Surtur, the god of flames and fire giants, is as tall and majestic as a mountain. Colossus. Although this colossus, which is more than two thousand meters high, is still not as good as the real Titan, it can still show some of the majesty of the gods.
And following the point pointed by the sword of the giant statue holding a thorn sword, the beautiful and fertile Ergun River winds around the waist of the Great Plains. This never-ending river of magma shines with red brilliance like a ribbon of gods, rushing forward. From time to time, the waves will roll out various magical mineral deposits, and then submerge them again in an instant.
At this time, a large number of ancient sailing-style warships fell from the distant horizon and landed on the Ergun River. The outer armor on the right side of the ship was opened, and one team after another was fully armed and wearing power armor, holding high-energy weapons. The fire giants with rifles came out. Because they only had one basic amount of ammunition, they all also carried melee weapons such as chain swords and power axes on their backs.
The surface of their battle armor is smooth and tidy. Except for a small amount of necessary magic lines and spray paint to indicate their identity and achievements, even the rivets have been carefully polished. At first glance, they are elite warriors. At the same time, the warriors who can enter these troops are all elites with the specialty of [Fire Walking], so they walk directly on the surface of the lava river, steadily moving towards the Palace of Flames and gathering on the bank of the Ergun River. The square formation is rigorous and the lineup is strict.
There were also a large number of shuttle ships from other giant races landing on both sides of the Flame Palace. Under the leadership of the waiting fire giants, they quickly entered the Flame Palace according to their routes. It didn't take long for the entire Palace of Flames to be filled with flags from all tribes, tribes and even armies. Blown by the slightly violent hot wind from the Mushebel Plain, the flags fluttered in the wind and made a hunting sound. It really looks quite solemn and majestic.
The palace building of the Flame Palace is very high. If it were in an ordinary planet country, ordinary mortals would not dare to stand on the exposed height of the palace building without protection. Although it is not cold on Surtur at such an altitude, it is very windy.
Gerla Hephaestus, who was wearing a flaming red armor and standing at a high place, looked at the man holding him with some indifference. His face was rough, and he only frowned slightly to look a little ferocious. He could only look at the person beside him. Only when you are the eldest son will you show a fleeting warmth.
"Father, are we really waiting here?"
Guilliman Hephaestus asked worriedly. The cloudless sky was so pleasing to the eye, but it made his originally handsome and resolute face look so hesitant.
"Guilliman, my son, this is politics and ideals. At this time, we cannot hesitate." Gerla said to his eldest son seriously. His eyes looked at his son seriously. For a moment he was no longer the king of fire giants, just a father.
He knew how brave his son was on the battlefield and how calm and decisive he was on weekdays. In his life, having such a perfect son was already the greatest achievement.
Yes, in Gerla's opinion, his son Guilliman is the most proud achievement in his life.
Therefore, he knew more clearly that the reason why Guilliman was so worried that he could hardly hide it was just because he was worried about himself. What's wrong with a son worrying about his father? What's more, the father is himself, so how can he blame him?
"When I decided to stand up, I had already made up my mind. Therefore, we cannot and should not appear in Icarus." Gerla Hephaestus told the truth that both father and son knew very well, and just said firmly .
He probably should apologize to this very good son, but he didn't
The Jirong Kingdom, the land of Annan, has been centralized by successive emperors. In fact, the emperor's authority over the entire empire has reached a considerable height. Especially when the reigning emperor has sufficient capabilities, the entire empire has become accustomed to obeying the emperor's will. If the Emperor of Halle had not revealed his intention to pass on the bloodline, in fact, the current phenomenon would not be possible at all.
Gerla Hephaestus could accept two or even three generations of Hari clan as emperors, but he could not accept that from now on there would only be Hari clan emperors!
In his opinion, although the entire empire has a certain degree of internal friction during the succession of emperors due to this competition mechanism, this is acceptable under the watchful eyes of the Titans! The empire's emperor selection mechanism effectively guarantees the lower limit of each emperor's abilities. This is the prerequisite for the entire land of Annan to become more prosperous and strong.
What he opposed was the bloodline transmission, not the emperor of Halle. However, from the current point of view, this is no different from opposing Emperor Halle Dashi. This is what politics is like. Overcorrection must be too much. If the flag is not clear enough, there is no flag.
However, the danger of opposing a powerful emperor needs no more.
In this matter, how aggrieved Emperor Haller Dashi was, how dangerous Gerla and Guilliman were.
Isn’t it clear to Gerla? He knows it very well!
However, he never looked back.
The only thing that makes me regret a little is that maybe all this will involve Guilliman. This outstanding son should have more possibilities. However, since he is his son, that's all.
How can I apologize to my son?
Gerla Hephaestus closed his eyes to hide some emotions. He raised his head and looked at the sky, which was where the Icarus Airport should have been.
Icarus is a super large airport. Due to some considerations, the fire giant kings of the past generations have not agreed to the construction of other airports. No matter how crowded it is, they only agree to expand Ikaros and reject the construction plans of other airports. Therefore, this is also the only airport in Sirte.
According to etiquette, Gerla should greet His Majesty the Imperial Emperor's fleet at the Icarus Airport to show respect for the Imperial Emperor. Therefore, he ordered the Icarus airport to be moved to the back of the planet, and then led his army to wait directly at the Mushebel Plain. He firmly expressed his attitude and completely rejected the possibility of a negotiated settlement this time.
The beauty of the flaming red Surtur in the sea of stars is beyond ordinary imagination. It is a kind of breathtaking beauty, where danger and temptation are intertwined. Everyone who sees it has to marvel at the uncanny craftsmanship and miraculous power of the people who passed it down.
At this moment, a huge space fleet came from the sea of stars and slowly approached the Surtur star, admiring the beauty of the flame earth unscrupulously.
"Your Majesty, we found Icarus, but it is not at the specified coordinates, but on the back side of the Surtur planet, and it has not responded to any messages from us."
After hearing the herald's report, Harle Dashi did not get angry. Instead, he smiled jokingly and self-deprecatingly, tilted his head and said to Wang Yuanheng, who was also standing in front of the window admiring the beautiful scenery.
"I thought we were being aggressive, but I didn't expect that the governors gave me a blow."
"Now that the matter has come to this, we can only let the Privy Council understand that 'dominating and blessing' is an exclusive term. It is only a compliment when His Majesty the Emperor uses it."
Harle Dashi had confidence in Wang Yuanheng, and also in his own judgment. Of course Wang Yuanheng would not be nervous, so he smiled easily and said, "It's not good to be polite first and then be polite. It's not a bad idea to be polite first and then be polite."
"After all, thunder, rain and dew are the authority of the Titan, and they are also the authority of the empire."
The two looked at each other and then laughed.
Then Haller Dashi turned around, flicked his clothes, and said sternly.
"Pass on my oral instructions, try to support the Japanese army to land directly on orbit, and cut out the guards of the Heart Department to take over Icarus. The troops of the tents and the Thousand Head Guards of the Heart Department will follow me on the expedition!"
"Woo~"
The majestic and resonant horn sound sounded in the deep space, and even the vacuum could not stop its spread. Not only this fleet still in space, but also all intelligent creatures on Surtur heard this sound that represented the majesty of the empire. notify.
A brilliant meteor shower suddenly began to fall in the red and blue sky of Surtel. The soldiers of the Japanese Second Army turned into meteors, heading towards the Mushaiber Plain with long flames. At the same time, there were a large number of landing craft and Thunderhawk air superiority fighters surrounding them, obviously for protection.
Although the emperor came in a dignified manner, he obviously had enough precautions to avoid leaving any hidden dangers for himself. Although both sides have been operating within the scope of tacit understanding so far, the empire is also prepared for the opposition forces to suddenly turn against each other.
However, everything is already destined to be talked about.
Just as there are many people in the imperialist camp who do not want to have a military confrontation with the opposition, how many in the opposition camp are willing to have a head-on conflict with the emperor. However, reform is not a treat. If their voices were loud enough, both parties would not have reached this point.
Therefore, the emperor saw Gerla who came to see him under the canopy of the flying chariot. Every move of this pair of monarchs and ministers, who had not seen each other for a long time, perfectly complied with the etiquette of the empire. Although no one knew what they did, it must not be in the interests of the empire. After all, they no longer have unity and only have their own political intentions.
The two parties met peacefully and separated peacefully.
It was originally a peaceful afternoon, no different from other afternoons on weekdays.
In addition to the numerous forged spears and flags covering the sky, the Palace of Flames competed with the huge group of warships in the distant sky without giving in at all.
"Boom."
"Boom."
"Boom."
When the war drums sounded, a force from the Fire Giant clan quickly and smoothly poured out from the Fire Giant Legion, like a ball of flowing flames. But what made the leaders of the armies in the Palace of Flames a little uproar was that the Palace of Flames The arch suddenly opened, and a figure wearing flaming red armor riding a flaming bronze bull shot out arrows, heading towards the formation of the troops, which was also the most elite force in the fire giant's palace tent [Flame Hands].
And this figure turned out to be Gerla Hephaestus, who was supposed to be the final figure in the opposition camp!
Many people were cursing on the palace wall, some were asking around anxiously, and there were even a few grumpy people who immediately wanted to ask Guiliman Hephaestus who was still on the palace wall. . However, they were soon caught by others, because Guilliman, who was usually as warm and gentle as the sun, was as cold as a piece of ice that rarely appeared in Surtur.
At the same time, the Imperialist camp was also in a commotion, not only because Gerla Hephaestus unexpectedly took the lead in the battle, but also because a "short" figure suddenly appeared in front of the own camp, and it was obviously To fight on your own behalf.
At such a time when the future direction of the empire will be determined and will surely be recorded in the history of the empire, the emperor actually sends a non-giant species to fight!
"You have no shame!" This is not only the voice of the opposition, but also the voice of the vast majority of the imperialists.
At this moment, regardless of camp, everyone was filled with endless anger towards Emperor Hall Dashi. For the royal families, armies and tribes, allowing a non-giant species to participate in such a sacred moment is an insult to all races and a great disrespect to the Titans. Even the non-giant species watching the battle on the spot None of the important ministers thought this was a good opportunity to improve the status of the non-giant races, but thought that the emperor had lost his mind.
Such sudden and radical behavior will only intensify the already deeply buried racial conflicts again.
At this moment, not only the Flame Hands who came out were furious, but also many sergeants in the Imperial Party's various armies were furious. However, Emperor Haller Dashi's prestige was enough after all, so he just raised his hand gently to signal peace. Don't be impatient, the team that seemed restless quickly calmed down. However, although they shut up, there were still a large number of sergeants staring at the short figure in front of them with unkind eyes. It was not until the other party summoned an army of frost giants that they relaxed slightly.
As the elite troops of the empire, most of their sergeants have been able to recognize that this frost giant army is a formal army based on the rules of the masters. Judging from the status and momentum of this team, it is already a formed team. With such a legion, its commander can be recognized by all the world.
What's more, this is an army of frost giants. You can tell from their appearance that they are a very good frost giant army.
However, many people still don't understand it. However, Haller Dashi was no longer interested in explaining to them.
Wang Yuanheng, who had been hiding on the ship, found it boring to watch the monarch and his ministers salute, talk, and then part ways unhappily. So I took a quick look and continued drinking tea in the observation room. Although this was a historical moment that affected the entire land of Annan, to him, it was just a story with a predetermined ending.
Therefore, after seeing the herald of Halle Dashi, he put down the tea cup in his hand, took a step forward, and walked into the air.
He looked down at Gerla Hephaestus, looked at the fire giant king casually, and then made a move to call out his legion.
"The general will be named!"
The position where Wang Yuanheng appeared was obviously not polite, and he obviously had no intention of leaving, which made Gerla, who was not very good-tempered, a little annoyed. However, Gerla still didn't make any other move, her face only darkened, and she directly opened her mouth and asked loudly.
After hearing his shouting, Wang Yuanheng took a closer look at the veteran minister, privy envoy, and king of the fire giants of the Giant Molten Kingdom. He was a very serious old man.
So, he walked down from the air step by step, and in a few steps he came to the array of flaming hands. He was as tall as Gerla Hephaestus riding the flaming bronze bull. And he seemed to be close to the position, but the warriors of the Flame Hand did not make any disturbance at all, as if they were made of clay and iron. Only the staring eyes proved that they were not unsuspecting.
"I'll tell you if I win."
Wang Yuanheng said every word seriously.
When Gerla heard this, she felt her anger rising a little. Just as she was thinking of something, she suddenly felt a chill and looked up.
Snowing.
On the other side of the Ergun River, the originally bright sunshine disappeared without knowing when. Thick lead-gray clouds rolled in and obscured the sky. Wisps of lightning were revealed from time to time, but only audible could be heard. The sound of howling cold wind sounded like thunder lurking.
A stone cave appeared in a thick gray cloud on the ground, and a row of frost giant warriors who were obviously taller and stronger than their ordinary counterparts came out.
This is the frost giant warrior from the Winter Advent Legion.
After receiving military support from Emperor Haller Dashi from the treasurer, they all changed into full-coverage heavy-duty battle armor. Although these battle armors seemed too old-fashioned and lacked practicality, in fact they were all magic equipment. Although most of the components are produced through the magic production line, they are all supervised by the forging master and are by no means inferior to the Power Armor of the Flame Hand.
Of course, for the Frost Giant Legion, the greater increase comes from [Winter Crystallization].
At this moment, as the frost giant warriors advanced, a large amount of frost began to spread rapidly. Endless cold air seemed to spurt out from the ice abyss, causing the originally biting cold wind to quickly be mixed with a large number of snowflakes. The violent snowstorm caused Mschaibel, who had always been warm and genial, showed a dazzling whiteness.
At the same time, in addition to the brand-new and shiny magic armor, each warrior can also see white and crystal clear ice crystals, as if the ordinary armor has been pasted with a layer of tempered crystal film. Even the exposed parts of their bodies, including their faces, were covered with an almost thick layer of frost mist, making them feel as if they were covered in cotton robes and face towels.
And when all these warriors walked out, an even colder and wilder cold wind and thick mist spurted out from the cave, and tall and dangerous figures gradually emerged, shadowy and shadowy, with pairs of ice-blue eyes that were both wild and intelligent. Light from it.
Desperate winter wolf!
It was a super predator with a head and shoulders height of at least seven meters, like a beast chariot, much taller and more dangerous than other members of its race!
After these desperate winter wolves appeared, the air in the entire area east of the Ergun River suddenly changed more violently. Crazy thunder began to sound in the sky, like the roar of gods, and the snowflakes became larger and more numerous. In an instant, It turned into a blizzard, and the entire east bank of the river quickly turned into a vast expanse of white. Even the river of lava that was always rushing and swimming unexpectedly began to cool and freeze!
This is the combined skill of the [Winter is Coming] legion!
This is [ice and snow, doomsday thunder]!
As early as the establishment of this legion, Wang Yuanheng chose a series of skills for them such as [Environment Change: Winter] and [Environment Change: Frost Descent]. The purpose was very clear, which was to form an ability to instantly change the battlefield environment, so that Frost giants and winter wolves can obtain the home environment anywhere, and other skills [Frost Gathering], [Frost Bloodline], etc. are all based on this to achieve maximum effect.
Of course, Wang Yuanheng is also very greedy. In addition to Li Chun's ability to change the environment, he also wants to have the ability to strike a decisive blow. After all, any combination of legion skills is very terrifying, and some direct lethal abilities will be very intuitive.
This is also the reason why the combination skills of the Winter Advent Legion have not been released for a long time. In addition to the speed of level improvement that cannot keep up with the God of God, the threshold of its combination skills is higher. Simply put, the synthesis route is even larger.
Fortunately, all this was solved by [Winter Crystal].
This super crystal, which is comparable to an artifact, was refined by Wang Yuanheng in a special way, completely binding the legion contract of "Winter is Coming" to the "Ice Cave". This means that from now on, the Winter Advent Legion will become an exclusive legion, and the legionnaires can only come from the ice caves of Frey's Frost Spine.
Although this method has some limitations on the army's violent force capabilities and diversity, it is not considered a loss to this army that was given a clear positioning by Wang Yuanheng from the beginning.
This special refining makes the most of [Winter Crystallization], which not only enhances the biological potential of the ice cave, but also greatly increases the racial heritage, so that according to the rules, they can all be classified into secondary categories. Have their own names: Frey Frost Giant and Extremis Winter Wolf! At the same time, he also obtained several additional key skills [Environmental Change: North Wind], [Environmental Change: Thunderstorm], [Winter], [Despair Thunder], etc., completing the legion's skill set in one fell swoop.
This was the first appearance of [Ice and Snow Land, Doomsday Thunder], and it immediately left a deep impression on the fire giants. These powerful warriors have not experienced the feeling of "cold" for a long time, and looking at those huge winter wolves that look like super tanks charging towards them, the wolf howls that come and go, faintly in time with the rhythm, are so hard to see. The heartbeats of the Flame Hands of the formation also began to accelerate.
The intelligence of winter wolves is no worse than that of humans. The hunting of prey often occurs silently. Only when there is no opportunity for the time being, will they howl to drive away and frighten the enemy. Now they are After the extension is strengthened into [Howl of Desperation], even powerful legions like the Flame Hands will be affected.
Gerla Hephaestus watched the cold wave rushing towards his own position like a tsunami that submerged the world. Everything froze and flames were extinguished wherever it went, even the river of lava was no exception, and he immediately realized We must not allow this extraordinary cold wave, wind and snow to invade our warriors at will, otherwise I am afraid that the combat effectiveness of the Flame Hands will be greatly reduced immediately.
Ice and fire are incompatible, not to mention that this wind and snow is definitely not an ordinary cold wave.
He gently lifted the reins in his hand, and the Blazing Bronze Bull immediately bared its teeth and chirped, its brows shrank, its nostrils enlarged, and it blew out two streams of white smoke with sparks, and then stood up.
At this time, Gerla was still sitting firmly on the copper bull, holding the reins with one hand, and with the other hand, he easily and freely hit the war hammer in his hand towards the huge rivet connecting the copper bull and the reins.
At the moment when the warhammer collided with the rivet, red light radiated out from the rivet, followed the lines engraved on the copper bull's body, quickly covered its body, and finally converged on the hooves that were raised high.
There was a bang.
The dazzling red hooves trampled heavily on the ground, and along with the trampling sound was a blood-red shock wave that spread out in all directions, forming a huge scarlet flame disk.
The front of the disk began to resist the cold wave, like a bull wrestling with a giant, and the eyes of all the flaming hands wrapped in the disk showed burning red flames, and the nose began to grow thick.
In the huge red radiant disk, a pair of horns that are also burning with scarlet flames begin to rise!
