In Ulric Castle, the fire of the white wolf god Ulric is still burning.

Except for the small number of Order troops who are still resisting in the city due to Middenheim's special terrain, the vast majority of the Order's remnant troops are here. In total, there are still thousands of them, echoing the 500,000 Chaos army outside the city.

In the middle of the White Wolf God's Hall, a golden sphere is rotating rapidly. This sphere looks like it is alive. While it is constantly rotating back and forth, new mechanisms and ancient holy runes are constantly being activated on its surface. That is the ancient

And the original power.

Ryan has only seen this kind of power in Bealak. At this time, the original body was seriously injured. Although Ryan's self-recovery ability is very strong, he still needs help from others. The Fairy of the Lake and Orika supported Ryan on the left and right.

, and then Lidya Su came to take the place of the fairy in the lake: "Ryan, are you okay?"

"Do you think I'm okay, madam?" Ryan smiled.

"It seems that you are indeed fine, and you know how to joke." Sulia glanced at her husband angrily: "The ceremony has begun, and the lady must stay here to maintain the ceremony."

Eight people bound by the wind of magic are standing around the golden sphere, with different expressions on their faces.

Tyrion, the incarnation of the wind of light, has a very relaxed expression. For him, this is the last thing he wants to complete.

Charlemagne, the embodiment of the wind from heaven, was tired and bitter. His empire had lost too much in this war. What made him even more tired was that he had to reach a "gentleman's agreement" with Vlad.

Recognize Vlad's right to rule Sylvania in exchange for Vlad's promise to continue to summon the undead to eliminate the remaining chaos forces in the empire after the war. Otherwise, with the current state of the empire, it will take at least fifty years to completely clear out Chaos.

Teclis, the incarnation of the wind of fire, was relieved. From the beginning, Teddy had made up his mind to be the substitute for the incarnation of the eight winds. Not only did he come in handy, but with the blessing of the power of the god Lilith, the ritual failed.

The possibility has been reduced to a minimum, as long as the ritual is completed, the world will be saved.

Alarielle, the incarnation of the wind of life, looked miserable. The elves had already lost too much in this war. What made the Eternal Queen even more sad was the complex triangle between her and Tyrion Malekith, and she had no heir.

, so after the war, she not only had to try to give birth to a daughter for Malekith, but she also had to preside over the reconstruction of the elven clan.

Malekith, the incarnation of the wind of shadow, looked at the golden sphere greedily. Malekith knew the relics of the ancient saints and what the power of the subspace rift symbolized. If he could seize and control this power, Malekith would become the world's

The most powerful existence.

However, Malekith's inner restlessness calmed down. The figures of his father Alario and brother Snorri Whitebeard flashed before his eyes. The former told him not to be a slave of honor, but to be his own master.

The latter awakened the sense of responsibility and honor in his heart. The Eternal King sighed. When did the traitor Malekith become a good guy?

Forget it, deal with the threat of Chaos first, and then discuss the rest with the goddess Lilith.

Galt, the incarnation of the wind of metal, is probably the most optimistic and excited of all the incarnations. Galt always feels very hopeful and the future is very bright. As a great alchemist and the Emperor's Chosen, all of Galt's goals have been achieved.

He firmly believed that everything would be fine this time.

Vlad, the incarnation of the wind of death, smiled, with his wife standing next to him. Isabella, who was successfully resurrected and escaped the control of Chaos, was the same as Geert. Although he encountered some troubles on the way, Vlad

Germany's goal has been basically achieved, but unlike Gelt, Vlad still maintains a mockery of the living deep in his heart. He knows that after thousands of years, most of the incarnations present will pass away, and he will continue to

As he advances towards becoming the Emperor of the Empire, not even the elves can match him in terms of lifespan.

Even if you are all dead, I am still alive! Living people!

The incarnation of the wind of the beast, Yurik who resides in the body of the empire's chief wizard, Matak, is concentrating on his work. The White Wolf God has no other thoughts in his mind at this time. Yurik doesn't even know how to complete the ritual. Fortunately, Tiger

Reese had already prepared. The Supreme Mage had written a "step-by-step ritual tutorial that even a fool could understand" in advance. Yurick only needed to follow the steps.

So now, the eight winds gather together, and each incarnation injects his own power into the ancient holy instrument. The golden sphere rotates at an extremely fast speed, and two eight-color magic ties connect the north and south poles from the depths of the golden sphere.

The Chaos Rifts at the North and South Poles are connected by magical ties. The shattered subspace rifts and collapsed Ancient Saint portals finally showed signs of repair thanks to the efforts of the incarnations of the Eight Winds. The rifts opened by the Chaos Evil God were invisible to the naked eye.

The speed slowly decreased, and the wind of chaos blowing into the mortal world gradually weakened.

Lilith, the moon god, was standing nearby. The goddess also devoted all her strength to maintaining the stability of the ceremony. Seeing this, Ryan and others knew that there was nothing they could do, so they walked to the side and sat down.

"The Nemesis is broken?" Leman Russ was covered in blood. The Wolf King let out a long breath. The Space Wolf Primarch looked at the broken hilt of the sword in Ryan's hand, feeling very regretful: "That is a treasure given to you by your father.

, you shouldn’t treat it like this.”

"Perhaps it will have a chance to be recast, but the mission of this sword from the moment my father handed it to me is to prevent this scene from happening." Veronica was applying medicine to Ryan, and the jagged edges were

The sight of the sword blade made the female speaker burst into tears, but Ryan forced out a smile: "So that's it? We're just going to hide under Yurik's protection until the ceremony is completed?"

"I really hope so, but sir, maybe Chaos will not give us this opportunity." The Gray Knights' Supreme Master Kaldo Diego poked his head out of the crenellations of the city wall.

Before he finished speaking, a heavy crashing sound suddenly sounded from the gate of Urick Castle. The thick gate made of steel and dwarven technology shook violently.

The faces of the avatars who were performing the ceremony in the hall changed drastically, and the soldiers of the Order Alliance immediately stood up.

The refugees hiding in the inner fort were on the verge of collapse. They could hear cries, calls for help, and prayers all the time.

"Boom!" There was another banging sound from the castle gate.

"If Fort Ulric is breached, then we are all doomed." Neferata, the blood ancestor of Lahmia who was standing not far away, said mockingly to everyone present. Not far from her, Lybaras

Queen Khalida remained silent.

The battle between the two little sisters outside the city continued until Emperor Settra died in battle and all the Tomb King armies collapsed. They were forced to give up the duel and retreat into Ulric Keep.

"Hey, White Wolf God! Don't you claim that the White Wolf God's fire is immortal and Middenheim will never fall?" Prince Imric of Caledor couldn't help but come out and shouted: "What's going on?"

"They are talking nonsense, do you believe it? Wow, you point-eared idiot is a real idiot!" White Wolf God Yurik said: "I have never said such a thing. Back then this boy (referring to Charlemagne)

If you don’t believe this evil, he personally climbed the cliff and came to my great temple, smashed Otto’s head and stepped into my divine fire. Didn’t this place fall once?”

"Fuck! You damn liar! Damn monkeys are never reliable!" Imrik was furious: "Monkey God too!"

"What the hell are you going to say again?" Yurik was also angry: "Did I say that?"

"Shut up!" High King Thorgrin spoke. The dwarf glared at Imrik, and then asked the new elector Harland: "There is no path through which women, children, and the elderly can escape.

What?"

"..." Harland opened his mouth: "There is no way...it can't be said that there is no way."

"Then there is or there isn't!" the white dwarf Grim Brindel roared.

"Middenheim has always had underground passages, and some paths can lead to the outside of the city, but they are useless. At most, two or three people can walk parallel to each other on the paths, and there are Skaven and Chaos hybrids everywhere." Harland said bitterly.

He said: "Your Excellency Boris and Lord Tyrion must have a say."

"Boom!!!" A more violent banging sound came from the castle gate, and the dwarf steam engine made an abnormal cry.

"So this is it?" Russ shouted: "We are like staying in a coffin, waiting to die? That Eldar God? How long will it take for the ceremony to be completed?"

"It will take at least a few hours." Lilith said helplessly.

"How many hours? Haha! It would be great if all my descendants were by my side." Russ shook his head helplessly: "That's it, the incarnations of the Eight Winds cannot move at will, and most of our important combat capabilities have been affected.

limit……"

"Boom!" The soldiers blocking the gate flew out upside down. There were cracks in the door bolts of Fort Urick and the steam power device. The steam engine screamed incessantly, and some pipes cracked, spewing out white smoke.

At this time, everyone's eyes were looking at Ryan, the Grand Marshal of the Order Alliance.

Ryan frowned. He stood up slowly and looked at the castle gate in the distance. The Chaos Army was outside the door.

Belega, the king of the Eight Peaks Mountain, suddenly said: "Brother Ryan, do you still remember how we won?"

"Of course." Ryan nodded.

"Don't lose courage, Brother Ryan, we will always be with you. Everyone has given their trust to you. Your decision is our decision." Belegar waved the Hammer of Angrond and shouted: "Quickly

Listen, what's the sound outside?"

"Boom!!!" There was another heavy hammer, and the door had deformed, but everyone could hear it. In addition to the sound of the battering ram hitting the door, there were other sounds that could not be heard clearly.

"Then, let's charge again." Ryan looked at everyone in the hall, the Imperials, the Brittanians, the elves, the dwarves, the undead, and Lybaras's remnant army.

"That's right!" The white dwarf Grim Brindel was very excited. He hammered his armor with his fist: "That's right! That's right, it smells bad! It doesn't even have any blood, you are just a loser.

Generalissimo?"

"Rush out! Charge out and face the army of the Eternal Chosen!" Ryan slammed my lord on the ground, and the original body roared: "For Middenheim, for the whole world, for all who died fighting for world peace and Chaos.

People, let us blow our horns for the last time!"

"Yes! Yes!" The dwarves were excited, and High King Thorgreen nodded slowly. No wonder Ryan could please the dwarves.

"We have one more Caledor!" Imrik finally showed a smile on his extremely arrogant face: "If you want to die, Caledor man, you must die on the way to charge!"

"Urik is here, and the White Wolf Knights are willing to fight for you!" Redsfield, the new grand leader of the White Wolf Knights, roared.

"If it ends like this, that's not bad." Alaros came up and patted Ryan on the shoulder: "My people and I will follow you."

"Charging is not my strength, but I would rather die than regret it." Shadow King Aris strode forward.

"My Nether Walker and I will follow you. This is for you, for us, and for the whole world." As soon as Khalida, Queen of Lybaras, came out of the queue, Neferrata immediately followed: "Laimi

Sisters of Ya, give me Archaon!"

"Count me in, and Gul." Seeing that Neferata was about to go up, Arkhan also came, and Gul.

"The Old Guard will always be loyal to His Majesty Ryan!" The Old Guards, who had only two battalions left, also expressed their determination.

A marshal followed closely behind: "Please give the order, Your Majesty!"

"Okay! Little Thor Green!" Ryan ordered: "Blow the horn!"

"Put it on me." Belegar's legitimate son and only son, little Thorgrin was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He rolled and crawled, and rushed towards the horn tower amidst the laughter and curses of a group of dwarf elders.

Following the winding spiral staircase, Little Thorgreen arrived at the height of Urick Castle. The holy fire of the White Wolf God was always burning. Mustache took a deep breath and blew the horn.

"Too~oooooo~ doooooooooooooo!"
To be continued...