Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Gulanberg.

More than 20,000 years ago, there was nothing but a wilderness in the Eternal Frozen Pole.

In the four thousand one hundred and eighty-nine years of the Nova Star Era, the National League for Freedom broke down and the Shining Dynasty was founded.

The bloodthirsty tyrant Hanton Iron King took advantage of the riot army to attack the newly established Shining Dynasty, trying to take away the blood extractor, but one of them crashed into an ambush under Kushanbu and hit his head with a bloodshed, causing heavy losses, and fled back to Javier Prairie after losing 80% of his troops. Gu Zhuo led the army to cover up, took down the storm fortress, and the riots were forced to abandon the Javier prairie and retreat after exiting the prairie until they reached the far north.

At that time, the mob had reached its final point of depletion and was in the most desolate polar region, where even the mob itself had given up hope of survival.

That's when the miracle happened.

An insurgent soldier accidentally fell into a hole and, after passing through a deep, narrow underground corridor, saw a land full of seasons.

There are blue skies, crystal clear lake waters, green plants on the grasslands, running all kinds of life, like paradise.

Since that day, the fate of the mob has changed.

They call it the Golan, and in the tyrant language, it means the Holy Land.

From that day on, the Golan became the sacred site of the tyranny, the capital of the nation, the eternal kingdom of joy.

After the arrival of the Golan, the mob began a long process of nation-building.

This period of construction, which lasted about 1,800 years before and after the coup d 'état, subversion, bloodshed and other ordeals, eventually evolved into a glorious capital city, now called the Gulanberg.

In the Nova Era, in the year 4212, the tyrant general Tariq Massacre's axe slaughtered the Iron King in the Golan, followed by the throne, known as "The Golan Thing”.

In the 7900 years of the Nova Star Era, Salna Red Eagle killed Utred Slaughter Axe and declared herself the new tyrant queen. The Steel family took the lead in opposing Barnard Steel, who led his forces out of Gulanberg, into the bloody wasteland, stepped in the footsteps of the ancestors, conquered the indigenous people and formed the Steel Clan.

These indigenous peoples were later referred to as wildlings.

With the formation of the Iron Bone tribe, new tyrant generals soon left.

Blood Hand Tribes, Thunder Blade Tribes, Dry Hammer Tribes, Black Yang Tribes, Slaughter Axe Tribes, Hurricane Tribes, Iron King Tribes, etc.

In the eight thousand and four hundred years of the Nova Star Era, Salna Red Eagle went to Meizu to meet the King of Meizu.

In the 8,500 years of the Nova Star Era, with the help of the Meizu, Salna Red Eagle launched the second unification war.

In the eight thousand and eight hundred years of the Nova Era, the Red Eagle Tribe defeated the Dry Hammer Tribe. The Black Yang tribe, the Axe of the Massacre tribe and other major tribes began to unite.

In the eight thousand and nine hundred years of the Nova Star Era, the Red Eagle clan fought with tribal allies, the Red Eagle was victorious and Salna was seriously injured. Coalition forces retreated to the bloody wasteland.

In the 9400 years of the Nova Star Era, Bobbett Red Eagle led the army into the bloody wilderness and was ambushed and defeated.

In the 10,000 years of the Nova Star Era, Tajit Steel Shield announced the formation of the Steel Shield tribe, breaking away from the Red Eagle.

In the 11th millennium of the Nova Star Era, the second Tribal Alliance strike, the Red Eagle Tribe's defeat, the Battle of Bobbett Red Eagle's death in Gulanberg, and the Red Eagle Era's end. Thirteen tribes, including the Black Yang Massacre Axe Tribe, the Steel Shield Tribe, the Hurricane Tribe and the Iron King Tribe, waged war for the rule of Gulanberg. Kritch Fury Rock became the final winner. The mob entered the Age of Rage Rocks.

In the 11,200 years of the Nova Star Era, the tyrants who had just experienced civil war were invaded and defeated by the Yu clan. But this defeat also led to the proactive union of tribes.

In the 12,000 years of the Nova Star Era, the unified tribe led by Kritch Rage Rock came west into the Harma jungle, killing wandering hunters and mutant greens and bringing the land under rule.

In the 17,400 years of the Nova Era, the assassination of Edith Rage Rock by the tyrant general Barham Rage failed.

Nineteen thousand years of the Nova era, the invasion of the people.

Ben Wrath Rock died in battle.

Creo Blackfox fought back in the Plains, united the feathers and defeated the people.

Creo Blackfox killed Shalit Fury Rock in the 19,200 years of the Nova Era, and the Fury Rock Era ended.

In the 20,000 years of the Nova Era, the steel lava tribe rebelled, the beech tribe rebelled.

In the 20,800 years of the Nova Star Era, the Red Wolf tribe rebelled, the Sand Lizard tribe rebelled.

In 2900 years of the Nova Era, Mark Black Fox was poisoned and Fett Blue Eyed became the new king. Shortly thereafter, Patrick Flame launched a rebellion and with the Flame Tribe began an expedition to acquire vast tracts of land.

In the 23,900 years of the Nova Star Era, Alexander Flame returned from the east to the east of the north, challenging the throne of the mob. He defeated the Blue-Eyed tribe on the front battlefield and became the new king.

Throughout the history of the tyranny, it is a naked history of civil war, of aggression, of barbarism, of insurgency, of conquest.

However, the Mulberry Mountains, history has changed, the mob rulers have changed countless times, but the mob's country will always be Gulanberg, and it will never change.

It is the history of the tyranny and their hope, representing the deepest beauty of this barbaric race.

In the middle of the flourishing and beautiful land of Gulanberg, the standing white dome is Iqtru, the mob royal palace.

Iqtru retains the usual characteristics of the mob architecture, the style is simple and clear, tall and powerful, but at the same time absorbs the gorgeous features of the feather architecture, making great progress in detail, presenting a unique or even non-mob ingenuity, and is therefore often sickened by the mob.

Anubi Flame did not like Iqtru very much and would prefer to live in the Vatican Palace if he could.

That's the place for flaming rioters.

But just as he couldn't choose his country, he couldn't choose his own castle.

“Sometimes I really want to burn it down so I can get myself a new house.” Lying on a bed made of white tiger skin, Anubi complained with his hands behind his head.

“Of course you can, my lord. You are the supreme king...” A gorgeous, near-naked tyrant woman, wrapped in the simplest cloth, sits beside Anubi, drawing a circle around Anubi's chest with her fingers.

She had a long neck and fingers, and the tattoo at the corner of her eyes slanted upwards, making her eyes look extra glamorous, with a red mole lit in her eyebrows and a demonic smell in her feet raised.

Seventy-eight other women under this woman are also wrapped in the simplest cloth strips, or sitting or lying around Anubi, occasionally with tempting delicacies and gasps, making the whole room full of lust.

Eating a grape of fresh milk from the woman, Anubi sighed: “If that were the case, I would be a faint king. ”

“What does that matter? Let's faint. What matters is happiness.” The charming woman makes a seductive sound.

Anubi Flame laughed: "My dear Lady Alyosha, if you speak like this to my loyal sons, you will surely say that you are the red face of the people who bewitched the kingdom, and let me hang you. I hear people like to do this. ”

“If I had to be your wife or concubine first, but the fact is I'm not either, just a little general lady, and I'm not qualified to seduce the king.” Mrs. Alyosha smiled with her mouth covered.

“But you're in my arms now.” Anubi's hands touched the woman's lower body dishonestly.

Mrs. Alyosha shook her head and said, "That makes me more of a poor innocent, forcibly usurped woman. ”

A woman makes a pathetic appearance on her face.

Anubi laughed out loud: "I like the way you are, beautiful, sexy, evil and alluring, with evil charm all over you! ”

“I'm just a weak helpless woman…" Alyosha lay in Anubi's arms.

So Anubi felt an unstoppable force rising in his body, and he lifted Alyosha up and threw her over the bed, and then he burst into Alyosha's body like this.

Alyosha echoed with excitement, biting her hard on Anubi's shoulder without any traction, her sharp teeth could bite even steel, embedded in Anubi's muscles, but Anubi moaned soothingly.

He sucked and moved his body wildly, the power of the source of energy rose like a flame, wrapped around two people, converged into a raging air stream, the house began to shine, one source ban began to function. Those who have expended a great deal of precious resources and besieged the bans laid down here by countless banners of ethnic origin have the sole significance of ensuring that their lords do not overwhelm the palace while enjoying a pleasant feeling.

But just as Anubi was excited to do it, he rushed into a mob squire.

He knelt down and turned a blind eye to what was happening up there, "Southwest Express! ”

“Say it!" Anubi squeezed a low roar out of his voice as if he was gasping.

“Fort South is defeated, Your Highness… the battle is dead!” The concierge said a little trembling.

Anubi paused his movements.

It's like a stone sculpture in there.

For a while, he came out of Alyosha's body in love.

Sit down.

He said, "Yes, go down. ”

The nearest waiter dreams of amnesty.

Anubi Flame placed his elbows on his knees, bending his body and looking straight ahead.

He spoke heavily and slowly: "What do you think, day and night? ”

In the shadow of the room, a voice sounded softly: “The tide of beasts, though fierce, is not an extraordinary tide of beasts united by many demonic emperors, but the heart of colour itself is going mad. Although its offensive is fierce, it is not destined to last, and Fort South will return. ”

“Mm-hmm. But the South Fort collapsed, the tide of beasts raged, and my people were suffering, and I enjoyed it here, and it was not always good. Am I supposed to do something? ”

The voice said, "Your Majesty can kill a few small spills. ”

“Well, that's a good idea. Alyosha, point me at a target.” Anubi said.

So the fingers of the beautiful women in the bed fell on the maids below, pointing to one of the extraordinarily beautiful ones: “Just her. ”

“No, sire! ”

Boom!

Anubi's palm had fallen and the maid died instantly.

Back off, Anubi, that's when he grew up: "Now I feel much better. ”

Alyosha's arm snagged around Anubi's neck: "Will His Majesty continue? ”

“No.” Anubi shook his head: "All we've just solved is the breakdown of Fort South, and my own uncle died in the war. ”

“Then His Majesty will kill some more?” Alyosha threw up red lips and asked.

“Kill another one? How is that enough?” Anubi replied softly.

Ignoring the group of Cersei trembling maids below, Anubi said: "That's my uncle, my old god of war of the Flaming Tribe. I have been nurturing and teaching my great existence since I was a little girl. It's him, who trains me hard every day, exercises me, makes me a great warrior; it's him, who urges me to learn, not only martial arts, but also literature; it's him, who makes me the king of the kingdom of iron and blood; or him, who oversees me, who forbids me to become a complete demented king, who focuses on the affairs of the state every day...”

Anubi suddenly stood up and raised his hands: “It was him who made me what I am! And now he's dead! How can you let me...”

Anubiga stopped.

He looked up at the sky through the crystal ceiling and shouted with all his might:

“How can I be unhappy! ”

“… how can you be unhappy!!! ”

“… how can you be unhappy!!! ”

“… how can you be unhappy!!! ”

With thunderous sounds, the rumbling will spread all the way out.

And Anubihaha laughed, “This old thing is finally dead! It was because of him that I suffered so much. Even if I became a master, I would have to act on his face, even if I wanted to be a dazed king. Now that he's finally dead, who cares? ”

Alyosha sat up gently: "Congratulations, Your Majesty. Congratulations, Your Majesty! ”

“Whoops!” Anubi sighed, squeezing at the woman's chin: “So what's so good about killing one? You have to kill more! I'd rather kill someone I can't kill on a weekday! ”

Alyosha changed color suddenly: "No, Your Majesty! ”

“Knock!” Anubi has broken Alyosha's neck.

Then a blast of palm wind struck and all the women in the area were killed.

Intensely bloody all over the place.

Anubi took a long breath: "Great! ”

Then he raises his hand and whistles: "Let the storm come a little harder! ”