Warhammer

[I have seen your potential and the grandeur of the mortal kingdom you will create in the future: it will rise from the dense forest, originate from the South China Sea, develop along the mountains, advance eastward and northward, and encompass thousands of miles of territory! ]

[With millions of soldiers, he commands one region! With millions of people, he is the subject of one master! ]

[All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people in the land are his subjects! ]

[Like a giant in the world! Standing tall and unshakable! ]

[Like the Kingdom of God on earth! It lasts forever! ]

Al suddenly stood up from the throne, his chest heaving and his eyes flickering, but he still didn't say a word.

[From my perspective, it will only take you a hundred years to accomplish such a career.]

[Such a career... What a pity... The disaster of chaos is lingering outside, and the trouble of internal strife is lying beside; outside there is the Anointed One, the Lord of the End, and the army of world destruction ready to fight at any time, and inside there are the mortals, with sinister hearts and their own ulterior motives...]

[Natural disasters are hanging over your head like the sword of Damocles! ]

[The trouble is within you, like a maggot on your tarsal bone, following you like a shadow, it is hard to rest! ]

[The great destruction is imminent, and you, my innocent child, how are you going to buy yourself that hundred years? ]

Al was about to slam the table and shout, "Mom, save me!"

However, he was still able to control his emotions and not be shaken by Lilith's loud words, which came with all the supporting emotions, background music, scenes, etc.

However, the sense of imminent danger did involuntarily rise to Al's mind.

In that nightmare-like omen, beneath the four realms, there was a man riding a black horse, holding a flaming sword, and the divine light from his three eyes could penetrate the realm of chaos... Behind him, there stood a vast army of chaos, standing quietly and waiting like mercenaries, as if they were boundless and endless...

El is destined to face the super, ultimate boss and the doomsday crisis of the medieval world.

The air fell into a deathly silence.

The four mothers still did not show up, as if they were all watching Lilith's "earnest persuasion" to El.

"please......"

Time seemed to pass for an eternity before Al finally spoke slowly.

"Goddess, teach me!"

written request for leave

As the title says, I will go to Chengdu to take an exam early tomorrow morning. The fee is 2,000 yuan per exam. I am very nervous. I have been studying from morning to night today.

I will finish my exams at 6pm tomorrow and then go back to my house. I will probably be home around 9-10pm. I will rush out an update and resume updating twice a week the day after tomorrow. I will make up for the updates and hentai in about the new year.

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Chapter 179: The Transaction with Lilith

The guards opened the palace gate, and the sunlight came in, shining on Al's body.

The boy opened his arms, made a hugging gesture, and took a deep breath of the fresh air outside.

Just now, he and a goddess who was very enthusiastic in door-to-door sales—even paying for her services—was so beautiful, intelligent, gentle, kind, honest, friendly, caring, etc. that she could be described with all the beautiful words.

stepmother......

A huge deal was struck.

Maybe there will be negative consequences, and maybe they won't erupt until a long time later... Maybe there won't be any, and they will be very minor, or Al will find a way to eliminate them before the hidden dangers erupt.

Or maybe, one day, Al will cry out in pain and deeply regret his past decision:

"Lilith! Give me back my empire!"

"And you? My mother......"

But no matter what, the results of this transaction and the huge amount of "shareholding" and "investment" will not be seen until a long time later.

The person involved, Al, felt like an entrepreneur who lacked funds and successfully raised a huge amount of funds from a wealthy company. He had just signed the contract and walked out of the company with a copy of it. He felt relieved, had high expectations for the future, but also faced a huge invisible pressure.

The promises made by both parties cannot be fulfilled immediately. The "elite talents" and material resources provided by Lilith must at least wait until Elnan succeeds and gains a foothold in the civilized area - to drive out the slavery and destruction of the greenskins from the locals.

The tribe will act as a savior and exercise initial and effective rule over the local Estalia people.

When the only orthodoxy was far away in the north and the southern world of Estalia fell into silence and isolation due to the fall of the capital city, he entered as an ally, savior, and protector, replacing the old kingdom system's control over various places.

Only then would they enter the Southern Kingdom in a reasonable manner, such as under the name of "Chivalrous Legion" or "Chivalric Expeditionary Force", and serve under El.

This made Al a little dissatisfied. He thought that Lilith would find a way to send a group of elites over now, so that he could build and improve the framework of all aspects of the tribe as soon as possible.

Especially for the elves, it would be a pity if their wisdom was imprisoned in the sea of ​​books and the wizard tower, isolated from the outside world, or wasted on endless wrangling, conspiracy, and attacks at the Phoenix King Court Citizens Assembly.

And those who understand professions like mages and scholars will understand.

Every one of them can be said to be a reserve of Tzeentch's followers. The forbidden, corrupted knowledge and mysterious whispers are constantly threatening the independent personality and mortal hearts of those who seek knowledge.

Rather than waiting until the Chaos Wave rises again and corruption returns, degenerating into a Chaos believer and becoming an insignificant puppet of the Lord of Change, it is better...

As long as I surrender to Chaos first!

Chaos cannot corrupt me!

Tzeentch? No!

Know-it-all mom? OK!

Our tribe is so awesome!

......

Although Al was dissatisfied with Lilith's approach of "picking peaches" and "you go first when the situation is unfavorable, and I rush forward when you take advantage of the victory", he could do nothing about it.

After all, he was the one who needed help, and Lilith's explanation did convince Al.

[I cannot suddenly interfere too much in worldly affairs, as this will arouse the awareness of the gods, and once they notice, it is bound to cause unpredictable changes.]

[I need a reasonable reason to enter here without causing any reaction from them, such as flowers, swords, and the Holy Grail... My child, do you understand? ]

In a word.

"You don't want everyone to know that you are the eternally chosen child of Chaos, right?"

The following sentence is thought-provoking.

Al had been quite curious before, but the question was hidden in his heart and not spoken out, that is, the Foil Holy Grail Knights, such a powerful force, which should be worthy of a separate chapter in the setting and worthy of writing a glorious war for them, would be inspired by a "lady" whose face had been severely rubbed and whose purpose was to "wash away the stain".

They traveled thousands of miles south and attacked the base of the Skaven, who seemed to be the real culprit behind the assassination of the City Prince, in Estalia. After a bloody battle, they captured him. Without any publicity to the world, they came directly to Aiur, and even the assassination seemed to be just a stepping stone to his loyalty.

After a circle, the knights paid a sacrifice, the Skaven were burned and an underground city was destroyed, and El got a knight troop of 500 people... the Estalia. It was El who took the initiative to reveal the information about the assassination of the ratmen from the Estalia. The knights reacted coldly and did not explain. If it was not El's request, they would not even bother to send an envoy to Bilbari to explain in detail.

Looks like he doesn't care at all.

In the end, El got new troops, and the Estalia had a barely acceptable version of the truth, but it was difficult to accept because of the other party's mysterious attitude. Only the knights paid the sacrifice, and the stain was not completely washed away. El had no idea about the "world of virtue" that was to be established in the slogan. He came all the way from Bartor... It looked like a world where only knights were hurt.

Oh, right.

And there are rats.

The master assassin, the engineer, and a pair of slave rats who didn't need to be pitied died, and an underground city was set on fire by the tin cans.

After combining the before and after, Al also vaguely understood Lilith's concerns.

I was even shocked suddenly - damn it, it's impossible that the Prince of the Estalia city was stabbed quietly, leaving a mark of the Hermit Knights on the spot, throwing dirty water on the Bretonnians, causing a confrontation between the two countries and a series of problems afterwards. There must be a green tea goddess involved in this matter...

Think carefully.

Just to give his own camp a group of 500 powerful knights to move southwards into the heart of Estalia in a reasonable manner?

Al thought it was exaggerated, but when he thought about Lilith's personality, it was not impossible for her to do such a thing, and there must be a very crucial role behind it. Just this group of big tin-can guys were an outstanding unit among mortals, and they would definitely be of great use in the future.

So you have to pay attention.

Al himself didn't want to become the second Unlucky Prince, that would be too inferior, it would be better for him to be beheaded by Acha in the final battle.

The "reward" that Al promised Lilith would not be realized until later.

And the difficulty seems to be, how to say it, difficult to define, but it seems to be greater.

He promised a goddess away...

Literal meaning.

Chapter 180: Gods of the South

Estalia and Tyrell, the twin kingdoms of the South.

They have great similarities in culture, religion, and thought, and their customs and traditions are similar and closely connected.

Many festivals have only changed their names between the two kingdoms, with almost no difference in time and specific content, from folk customs to systems. If the Estalia people had not learned from their mistakes and reflected deeply after the Great War, deciding that they could no longer act independently as they did in the past, they would be called a country, but in fact it would be even more fragmented than the Empire's electoral system.

So the remaining Estalia people discussed behind closed doors, established a city-prince system, elected a nominal leader, and at the same time, each place ceded some power, weakening the former kingdoms and the degree of autonomy of the city-states that now make up Estalia.

Finally, a strange system was formed which was half city-state autonomy and half union of cities.

Nevertheless, compared to the neighboring Kingdom of Tyrell, which is still loosely governed by local governments, each city is an independent small kingdom. It's just that everyone lives together in this house called "Tyrell Kingdom", which is a big step forward...

The two southern kingdoms of Estalia and Tyrell have strong blood ties with each other. According to historians and scholars, the two kingdoms were actually one tribe in ancient times:

That is, those humans who first appeared in the south were discovered by both the elves and the dwarves. After the elves withdrew from the continent, they took over those magnificent elven ruins that looked like temples of gods to the savages who were still in tribal society.

Then they gradually grew and expanded, and part of this ethnic group later crossed the Tamoto Pass in the Abasca Mountains and began to take root in the area now collectively known as the "Kingdom of Estalia".

Of course, this statement is not very popular in Estalia. Their ancestors came from the East, or they were the remnants who were expelled after a failed struggle... This would be difficult for the proud southerners - in both kingdoms - to accept.

So this statement is the opposite in Estalia.

The tribesmen heading south first reached Estalia, then went east through the Tamoto Pass and the ocean and entered what is now Tirell, before turning around one after another.

The two sides have been arguing over the issue of who is the eldest brother and who is the younger brother, or who is the father and who is the son.

The twin kingdoms, which originally had the same origin, had the same beliefs, similar customs, and similar culture, but they unexpectedly attached great importance to the "independence" of their own nation. If someone mistook an Estalia for a Tyrell, or vice versa, mistook a Tyrell for an Estalia, and the latter was not a timid coward, he would most likely draw his sword and challenge the person who made the mistake to a duel.

After learning this, Al sighed that Southerners are as aggressive as geese and as arrogant as roosters—even if they are stepping on feces, they can still sing loudly.

It would be very difficult to conquer this country by violence alone if we do not resort to absolute violence, just like the way the Tartars killed people in their infancy, draining away the vitality of the entire kingdom and nation, breaking their backbones, and leaving permanent scars on the souls and material traditions of the Estalia people.

If that were the case, with massive killings and yet “not enough killings,” then under the rule of the South, red and black flags were bound to fly everywhere.

Therefore, he has been keenly controlling and gaining the hearts of the people of Estalia. Here he has to thank the green-skinned warlord who he has never met but with whom the boy has had a "spiritual connection for a long time".

Assassinations, confrontations between the North and the South, an atmosphere of division... a tug-of-war of siege without attack, forcing Margarita to surrender, this series of operations took a heavy toll on the spirit of the Estalia people. After their pride had been trampled and destroyed, the not-so-"respectful" treatment became a life-saving straw for which they could be grateful.

The greenskin raid undoubtedly created a favorable opportunity for Aiur to take over the southern kingdom.

Consider leaving an intact body for your good brother warlord in the future...

The best proof that the twin kingdoms share the same blood is the evidence of a twin lotus.

It's their completely and basically identical mythological beliefs.

Before the Great War elevated Myrmidia to the throne of "Protector of all the South, Almighty Goddess of the South", there was widespread worship of the "classical gods" in both kingdoms.

If the beliefs circulated in the empire, including the White Wolf God, were a reflection and illumination of the harsh life, then the "classical gods" worshipped by the southerners represented a more sophisticated and directional conceptual belief.

Kindness, wisdom, justice, murder, honor, copying, revenge, agriculture... and the most widespread and well-known: war.

Many of these classical gods, who were passed down orally among the ancients and had prescribed rituals and sacrifices, may have been like the gods of Nehekhara, silent in the long river of time, until one day they suddenly resurrect and jump around, and then continue to lie down; some may simply no longer exist in the world, such as the "Scribe Sponsor", who seems to be no better than a "demigod" vest that the Tzeentch demons disguised themselves as.

But some of these gods are truly rich in divinity and divinity, and are well-deserved and undoubtedly gods.

Not to mention gods like Isha (Aisha), Kanos (Tal), the god of death Mor, and Matan (Mannan), who appeared earlier than the southerners but were worshipped locally because of their great power and miracles.

There are also some classical gods that are deeply related to the southerners. Although their power is not as strong as those great gods that transcend ethnic groups and regions and are widely spread around the world, they still have their own uniqueness and divine personality.

In the deal between Lilith and Al, the promise she demanded from the boy involved these two people:

Verena, goddess of justice and knowledge, is the wife of More, god of death, in the mythology of the southerners;

Aurora, an El had to search through the knowledge base opened up to him by the Omniscient One to find very few words mentioning the goddess - the traces of her existence were very, very faint, so much so that there was no carrier that could carry her traces.

According to this scarce knowledge, this mysterious goddess named "Aurora", which means the goddess of dawn, lives in seclusion in the two mountains of Inara and Abascar. She moves to another mountain range every fifty years. At the top of the mountains, there is a palace like a nest built for her by a condor.

Only a very small number of mortal warriors who are not afraid of hardships, life and death, are fearless and cautious, possess strength and wisdom, and have the triple symbols of luck can overcome numerous difficulties and obstacles and climb to the highest peak of the mountains. After nine days and nights, when the sunlight of the tenth day pierces the fog, these warriors can see the magnificent temple that is shaped like an eagle's nest, shrouded in sunlight.

At the same time, you can also see the mysterious goddess, pushing open her palace and sending sunlight into the mortal world. All the warriors who see the incomparable charming figure will walk towards a glorious and blessed life afterwards.......

that's all.