Chapter 683: The Queen finally appears.
Aralos feels extremely pressured. This is not only about strength, but also about courage. He has experienced the temperament of two leaders from Imrik and Magnus respectively.
The former is domineering and the latter is resolute, but they all have one thing in common, absolute confidence in themselves, and if they dare to provoke, then come and not be afraid of anything.
I am not suitable to stay here, I do not have the spirit of a king.
The Sisters of Thorns, who were watching not far away, sighed silently, because some of Araloth's stupid moves had pushed Asrai into the forefront of the storm.
As the Lord of Tarsain, what he did was not wrong, protecting his family and honor, but for Athel Loren, it was an embarrassing task.
A suitable warrior and general, but by no means a qualified negotiator. When faced with complex situations, he lacks the ability to adapt.
Imric and Magnus, these two alone have the ability to turn tables, and Araloth even dreamed of being in the same position as them.
"Your Majesty, it's time for you to come forward."
Seeing no one reply, Magnus took a step forward with his warhammer in hand, loudly declaring the majesty of the Emperor.
"The empire respects every race. As long as it is willing to live in peace, we welcome interactions with any race that is interested in maintaining world stability. I like what Imrik said very much. We do not seek intimacy, but seek mutual understanding and respect. But
this Understanding and respect are by no means a dirty trick used in a championship duel, using shameful hidden weapons to slander this battle that Sigma, Ulric, and Tal are all watching! If anyone provokes the
empire, this land will suffer!"
Mag Nus bent his right leg, his muscles bulged high, and the light of divine power shone like the sun. He raised his war hammer high and struck down with both hands.
A landslide sound came from the hammering surface, and with him as the center, the entire duel ground began to shatter and collapse layer by layer, turning into rubble no more than the size of a fist.
But even with such exaggerated power, not a single piece of gravel was splashed out. After the shaking, it quickly became abnormally smooth. Except for the cracks, it was no different from the original venue.
This feat obviously surprised everyone, even Imric.
This time, Imrik finally began to take a serious look at his old friend, and the scarlet gaze he had not seen for a long time appeared.
It was discovered that behind Magnus, there were subtle threads connecting the accompanying knights, especially those knights of the Blood of Sigmar, which were particularly obvious.
"Interesting, Sigma is taking the initiative to create a god, and has given Magnus the power of faith that should be attributed to him. Maybe if Acha comes over, this old boy will not necessarily lose." "For the Empire! For the Warhammer! For the
Horse Genus!" A chorus of shouts came from the mouths of the imperial knights, and even in the sky, the fanatical calls of the gryphon knights could still be heard clearly.
Magnus held the war hammer sideways and handed over the decision to Aslay. Whether he is willing to live in peace with the empire or follow his wild and unrestrained nature and treat the lives of other races as insignificant depends on the answer this time.
Perhaps Aslay could say that based on their racial characteristics, the use of hidden weapons and poisons was also part of the duel, but who cares about this matter? Whoever has the bigger fist is justified.
But obviously this time, Aslay has no one who can arm-wrestle with Magnus.
There was a roaring sound in the woods, and it seemed that a giant creature was moving. This situation made the Imperial Knight a little nervous, but after seeing the determined back in front of him, this nervousness disappeared.
It was the devout ones who commanded the coalition forces and destroyed the unprecedented Chaos army. But this time, they were just some wild monkeys hiding in the woods. No one could resist the emperor's authority!
But the roar stopped instantly, and instead, a woman with dark purple skin and illusory butterfly wings behind her appeared together with a giant eagle on the outskirts of the forest.
"Ariel..." The corner of Imrik's mouth raised. Now he had found his answer. The last barrier protecting Orion had left.
He made a vague gesture to Tyrion, indicating that the plan could officially begin. The two Tai brothers would "borrow" some negligible power from the Oak of Time to make up for Tigris's natural disability.
Tyrion nodded with suppressed emotion. The original plan was extremely risky. The three of them were going to pretend to be missing in Tasain, so that the Assur ambassadors would mistakenly think that the Dragon Prince and the Supreme Mage had been assassinated.
The best evidence is that he died of unknown reasons, at the hands of a shadow crown whose location is obscure but can allow people to find the body.
Imrik's prior revelation of his interest in the Oak of Era must have aroused great concern among the Aslays, who sent a large number of manpower to find the location.
But the people in the embassy will definitely order the missing prince to be handed over on the grounds that Aslay is stalling for time. If there is any hesitation, Tasain will be captured on the spot.
This little time difference is enough to complete the stealing steps, but the biggest problem is Ariel.
The original plan was to have Sklarzak appear, create a commotion and attract Ariel's attention, and send the Twilight sisters to investigate the situation.
The Shadow King will take Teclis to the foot of the Oak of Ages and use the power of the ritual to rebirth his brother.
Although he didn't know why the Shadow King was involved in this matter, Tyrion didn't bother to care. He had only one purpose.
Even if he loses his future and hides around the world from now on, he still wants his brother to have a healthy body!
The Sword Master of Hoth left without anyone noticing, and an Asul who was dressed the same as him took his place.
Ariel looked very calm as he landed on the field, and the awe-inspiring majesty from Magnus seemed to have no impact. The long-black and white-haired Twilight twins pulled the bow strings and stared at the human in front of the queen like eagles.
"Magnus, Emperor of the Empire, chosen by Sigmar and Ulric, you should not have participated in this matter." There was no trace of coercion. Ariel undoubtedly knew what a leader was better than Araloth, questioning Ma Genus's decision.
This was supposed to be an internal matter among the elves, but with the addition of Bretonnia and the Empire, the situation became more and more complicated, not to mention the addition of a Sotek sect whose details were unknown, so she had no choice but to put down what she was doing. Fight for peace in Athel Loren.
"The empire has the right and the obligation to maintain the stability of the old world." Magnus spoke word by word. He didn't know who this tall woman was, but so what. Could it be that Aslay thought that someone important was here? How much can change.
"Your Majesty the Queen." Alaros walked to the Queen's side and defended the monarch together with the woodland lords. If the Emperor of the Empire made any offense, he would have to pay the price with his life.
Ariel did not speak immediately and turned his attention to Imrik who was watching the play. Perhaps Asul would respect the incarnation of the mother goddess, but it would definitely not include the Dragon Prince.
Athel Loren was the only one who could give him any respect.
"Descendants of Caledor, do you think so too?"
(End of Chapter)