Laing had ordered the "Enterprise" from the Dwarven Engineering Association of Sea Gate. It was 137 meters long and 25 meters wide. Its main cannon was a triple-mounted heavy obsidian cannon from the Dwarven Engineering Association of Sea Gate. It was also equipped with dozens of Dwarven cannons, ten Dwarven Revolving Sulfur Machine Guns, and two independent Dwarven helipads. It could carry three Dwarven Rotary Sulfur Gun helicopters or bombers.
Compared to Forgen's Saint Sophia, the Enterprise was not only equipped with a ram and a church with a statue of the Goddess of the Lake, but also equipped with the latest torpedo launchers made by the Dwarven Engineering Association of Sea Gate and rune reinforcement on the hull.
On the other hand, the Saint Sophia was a gift from the Lizardmen. Strictly speaking, the combat power of the two ships was roughly the same. After all, they were both blueprints given by the Emperor.
The two gigantic ironclad warships seemed to be on par with each other. Their appearance caused the entire city of Bordero to boil with excitement. The citizens rushed out to see the ironclad warships. They looked down on the Bordero Galleon. Many of the Sea God's Knights grumbled in dissatisfaction. At the same time, they secretly made up their minds to continue expanding the Mannan Dry Dock and build their own ironclad warships.
The Enterprise could carry an army of up to 1,500 people, including sailors, gunners, crew members, and soldiers. Of course, the ship had specially made a king's suite with two bedrooms and one living room for Laing. The officers had a single room, while the ordinary sailors and soldiers could only squeeze into a shared bunk.
The eldest son of Bellegar, Solgrin Ironhammer, led more than 50 bearded dwarves on the deck. Solgrin Ironhammer was less than 60 years old this year, and was considered too young and unreliable among the dwarves. Therefore, these 50 dwarves were specially formed into a "Bearded Avengers" team by Bellegar and sent to Laing to serve him. Bellegar hoped that his son could gain more experience so that he could inherit his throne. After all, he was already more than 300 years old this year, and for a Sanctuary-level dwarf …
Well, he still had at least 600 years to live.
Solgrin Ironhammer stood in front of Laing, Forgen, and Anglo. The little bearded man proudly puffed out his belly, and his beard just reached his chest. The eldest son of Bellegar said to Laing, "I bring greetings from my father, the real King of Eight Peaks Mountain, Bellegar. How is Brother Laing doing recently? How are you doing? Has your beard grown long? I send my son and the sons of many dwarves to be your men, and to train with you. Please pay them well and give them plenty of ale. "
"Welcome, welcome, Mister Solgrin." Laing bent down and shook hands with Solgrin Ironhammer. The Knight King was a little annoyed by Bellegar's naming. The eldest son and the Supreme King of the Dwarves had the same name … Isn't this making it difficult for me to distinguish?
Thus, Solgrin Ironhammer and the 50 or so little bearded men he led joined Laing. They also brought a scroll of hatred and were ready to go to Marlin Castle with Laing to seek revenge. "Sir Laing, let us know when you are ready."
"No problem. It must have been a long journey. I've already arranged a banquet. Have a good rest after eating." Laing nodded and motioned for the little bearded men to go and rest first.
The attendants brought a large table, a whole bottle of Bordero red wine, two barrels of Bagman beer, and some side dishes. The three of them started the banquet on the deck. Karona stood behind Forgen, while Olica brought a chair and sat directly beside Laing.
"I've heard a lot of people say that dwarves are more trustworthy than humans," Angor said. An Gelang shouted, "The contract is written in black and yellow. I'll give you as much as you do. I like simplicity and trustworthiness."
"Dwarves are indeed more trustworthy than humans and elves, but sometimes it also means that they are inflexible and inflexible." Laing nodded and smiled. "It's a bit like when dealing with machine guys."
"I hate dealing with machine guys. I only use an axe to deal with machine guys." Angor shrugged his shoulders. He reached out and stroked the cannons and the dwarf's revolving sulfur gun on the deck, patting them with satisfaction. "Hey, I remember my Conqueror. Unfortunately, I lost it later. It's said that the Conqueror has passed through many owners, but what does it matter? I have my farm now, my people, and my family. Other things, it doesn't matter. I'll give it to them. "
"My Emperor's Pride is still in the Eye of Fear." Forgen also smiled meaningfully. "It's said that Lucius and Fabius are using it now. It doesn't matter. I'll get it back sooner or later."
"Hey, Lucius? Are you sure you won't become the new Lucius after killing Lucius? "Angor chuckled.
"Mystery will lose its meaning in the face of a higher level of mystery. Perverted's tricks won't affect me," Forgen said with great certainty.
"Is our great father more mysterious than the Four Gods of Chaos? I don't think so! " When Angor mentioned the Emperor, his face was full of disgust and a kind of heartfelt displeasure. "What did he do? When he created the original body, he already made an unforgivable mistake. Does he think I will obey him absolutely? Don't even think about it! If he wants to destroy my current happiness, I will set off my storm. "
"It seems that Father is sometimes very negligent as a father," Laing said with a grin as he poured a glass of red wine for Forgen.
"Only sometimes?" Angor and Forgen said almost at the same time.
The three original bodies looked at each other and laughed helplessly together.
"Six letters to type something that Father hates and is most disappointed in!" Angor was the first to raise his glass. "I'll go first! Angron! "
"Rorgar!" Fu Gen also raised his wine glass.
"Magnus!" Laing also raised his glass.
"I declare that Laing has won this time!" Angor laughed until he almost bent over. He raised his glass for the second time. "Very good. Next, twelve letters to type something that Father hates and is most disappointed in!"
"Magnus the Red Son!" Forgen immediately answered.
"Hahahahaha!"
The deck was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
"It's my turn. Everyone, if Angor and Rorgar fall into the Eye of Fear together, who do you think Father will save?" It was Forgen's turn to ask the question.
"Not one," Angor said gloomily. "He will conserve his time and energy to do more important things." Angelo said gloomily.
"Correct!" Forgen nodded repeatedly.
"Very good, it's my turn." Laing also said with a smile, "Kirriman made a wish to Father that he needed the most beautiful angel, a loyal ally and brother, a good brother who would never betray him, so Father sent Kirriman?"
"Saint Giles?" Angor thought of something. He looked at the Sun Fire Talisman on Olica's chest.
"Wrong. Father sent Zhuang Sen." Forgen was the first to react.
"Hahahaha!"
"Next question. One day, when Riemann Rousse flipped through his diary, he was immediately certain that someone had secretly read his diary. Why was that?" Forgen continued.
"Because he discovered that someone had corrected his spelling and grammar mistakes!" Angor immediately said. "Hey, Magnus loves to correct this!"
"Ahahaha!"
The banquet on the deck continued for a while. After Laing and Angor's mood had risen, Forgen found an opportunity and finally said, "Angor, Laing, I have a request."
"Go ahead." Angor and Laing both nodded.
"When everything in this world is over, I want to be the regent of the Empire," Forgen said openly. Fu Gen said openly, "I need your support, Ryan, and Angelo. Your support is very important to whether I can take over the position, especially Ryan. You know that you are unique to Father, and the power and will of the Bearer that you represent is also an important bargaining chip."
"You want to kill Kirriman?" Before Laing could respond, Angor woke up. The World Eater geno prototype frowned and said, "Okay, let me think … You have seen Luo Jia. What did Luo Jia say?"
"Luo Jia said he supports me." Forgen thought Angor listened to Luo Jia the most. "You know, brother."
"Very good. In that case, I will support you," Angor said without hesitation. "Laing, what about you?"
"Huh? Do I have to say something?" Laing awkwardly said, "I am not like you, brothers. I do not know much about you and Father's Empire. I do not think I should make a decision in such a hurry."
"Kirriman is an idiot. A * shole." Angor was not happy. "Look at the holy book he wrote. Zhuang Sen would be silent when he read it. Luce would cry when he read it. He was just born in a good place. If it were anyone else, given his environment, they would … "
"Don't say that. If I was still here, I would have agreed to split into a group instead of an army. But I would have been more flexible. I would not have been so rigid." What Ryan found interesting was that on this issue, Forgen spoke up for Kirriman, "In the absence of the original body, splitting is the general trend."
"I do not want to hear this," Angor said with a wave of his hand. "When Father brings this to the meeting, I will vote for you. That is, if Father wants to ask me."
"What about you? Laing, what would you do with your children? "Forgen turned around and asked Laing.
Laing did not know how to answer. Although he was Gray Knight's geno prototype, he was only 40 years old. He was not as good as the Gray Knight's geno prototype. His power was only at the level of a Gray Knight Brotherhood's captain. He was not ready to face his children. Because of this, King had only told a few people about Laing's existence.
At this time, Olica's Sun Fire Amulet suddenly lit up.
The symbol of a pair of white wings and fresh blood within the amulet emitted a bright light. It was an incomparably warm, sincere, and loving power. This light was very dazzling, but it would not hurt anyone. Even Olica was touched by this light. The dark elf looked at the amulet on her chest in surprise. "Master, this is?!"
"We are all brothers. We are all Father's sons. Why do you always want to see who is better? Forgen! Angor! And my new brother, the bearer's legacy, Laing Macado! " A familiar voice came from the amulet. "I hate to see this. I have always hated it."
“！！！”
The three geno prototypes suddenly stood up.
"St. Giles, you have woken up?"
… "I am the dividing line of the internal strife …"
At the same time, in the eastern part of Brittany, in the Duchy of Palawon, in the middle of the Gray Mountains, Sangratz Village.
The two uninvited guests walked along the muddy road and the desolate grassland toward the village that had been forgotten by history for many years.
Sangratz Village was located at the foot of the Gray Mountains. It was a village of about eight hundred people. The village was most famous for its proximity to the Eternal One's Dragonrock Castle. This notorious castle had brought many painful memories to the people of the Empire and the Brittany.
When the great necromancer Heinrich Kaimler was at his peak, this castle was one of his branches in the Gray Mountains. He sent an army of the undead to occupy this place and slaughter the residents of Sangratz. After Kaimler was defeated and killed at the Blackstone Stronghold and La Messenelle Abbey, the Eternal One's Dragonrock Castle was once again reclaimed by the humans. But because of the castle's ancient and strange nature, neither the Brittany knights nor the dwarves intended to stay here for long. They swept away all the remaining wealth of Kaimler and the Eternal One's Dragonrock Castle and handed it over to the dwarves for purification. Then they sealed the entire castle and forbade anyone from approaching.
A few years later, many Brittany and the Empire came to Sangratz Village to live in a dignified new life. Although the village did not regain its former prosperity, it regained some of its former size because there were no nobles ruling it. About two to three hundred people lived here. The Church of Justice saw an opportunity to preach here and built a temple for the twin-tailed comet.
And today, an especially tall saint, wearing a tattered ascetic robe and holding a golden double-headed eagle scepter, walked into the village on foot.
He was a living saint. He had a big bald head, and his face was engraved with sacred scriptures that emitted golden light. His tattered clothes were sealed with dozens of parchments, on which were written the same terrible sacred words and burning platinum flames. His face was full of sorrow and compassion.
With every step he took, the land affected by the undead castle nearby seemed to be liberated. The decay faded away, and the sacred power purified every inch of the land. The fragrance of laurel wafted in the air, and his footprints left sacred runes on the ground. These runes would disappear after a few minutes. Around him were words praising a certain lord of mankind, praising his great achievements and power. As he walked, the sound of hymns and chants came from his mouth. The mountains and plants bowed to him, and even time stopped. Around him, golden angels flew back and forth, forming a net of light.
Originally, the people were full of hostility and vigilance toward these two especially tall foreigners. But when they saw the living saint descending to the mortal world, the Brittany serfs and residents of the Empire immediately knelt down, offered their best things, and begged the living saint for god's blessing.
The Living Saint was especially kind and warm. He only asked for a little water and a basket of black bread. He was also very generous. A few sick villagers prayed for God's grace. He softly uttered a few words of mantras, and the sick villagers immediately recovered. Some villagers prayed for good luck, and the Living Saint generously blessed them. There were also villagers who prayed for protection. The Living Saint personally brought a parchment and wrote sacred runes on it.
There were also greedy people who asked for a lot. At this time, the living saint smiled and said nothing. The greedy villagers immediately felt a sense of shame and inferiority deep in their souls. They knelt down on the ground and cried, begging for forgiveness.
Just like that, in less than two hours, the entire village willingly knelt down in front of the living saint. When the living saint asked about the location of Eternal Dragon Rock's castle, how to enter, and the history of the castle, the villagers fought to tell him everything they knew.
After everything was over, the living saint quietly left the village.
Two miles away from the village, under an oak tree, a black-robed man was waiting. When he saw the living saint appear, the human leader coldly and patiently said, "Did you find out? Luo Jia? "
"Yes, father." The Prophecy Prophecy Geno Prototype's face had a mocking smile. "It turns out that my method is more effective against mortals. What do you think?"
"Before my patience runs out, tell me everything." The king's eyes were full of disgust. Clearly, he did not like Luo Jia's method. "Time is precious."
"Yes." Luo Jia nodded lightly. He knew when to stop. He was not Magnus, who would only be satisfied after being beaten up. "The information is accurate. Father, the previous owner of the Eternal Dragon Rock is called Drakenfels. He is an Eternal Being and is over 15,000 years old. It is said that before the Ancient Saint came to this world, Drakenfels was already living in this world and saw the Ancient Saint descend with his own eyes."
"Eternal Being, 15,000 years old. That means this person was probably in the golden era. At least, he came to this world before the rebellion of the iron men." The king nodded. "Keep talking, Luo Jia. Keep talking. What else do you know?"
"It is said that this Eternal Being's castle still has many secrets." Luo Jia sat down. He took out the king's statue and prayed. Then, he poured the purified water into a canteen. "Drakenfels was killed by a mortal of this world 50 years ago. He was led by Prince Oswald. After that, Prince Oswald failed. He only killed the Eternal Being's body. After that, Prince Oswald, who failed, committed suicide. He wanted to get rid of the Eternal Being's influence."
"Now, this castle is in a mountain 15 miles away from here. There are endless monsters, green skins, mutants, wild beastmen, Skaven ratmen, minotaurs, and dead creatures. There are also chaos demons." Luo Jia laughed. He laughed and said, "You gave your sword to Kirriman. Can you deal with these enemies?"
"Let's go, Luo Jia." The king stood up. Just as Luo Jia said, he had given his sword to Kirriman. The king of humans ignored Luo Jia's mockery. "Let's go to the castle and see what this Eternal Being's background is."
"By the way, this is also Ryan's request. His female head of the court wanted a new Parliament headquarters. After looking around, he felt that this place was the best."
"Oh, his little sorcerer girlfriend? You really like Laing. I'm a bit jealous. "
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