Crown of Chaos

In the Silver Virgin Temple on the outskirts of Arabelle, a one-eyed orc was holding a banquet. A group of strong orcs sat in a circle around the one-eyed orc, and a sheep, a human and a dwarf were boiling in the pot.

"Gulu gulu gulu~" The dwarf's head floated from the cauldron, and a leg floated with it. The orcs' cooking method is very primitive. Boil the water, throw things in, and don't care if they are cooked to pieces. A thick layer of scum and blood foam floated on the pot, and the orcs feasted on it, not caring about the taste.

The main hall is empty and windy. The main hall that once could be filled with hundreds of nobles is now empty. All the places that can be destroyed have been destroyed by orcs. A huge orc battle flag is hung in the temple, deep in the temple. Deep into a mass of black rags and covered with thick dust, only the collapsed ruins and rubble of the temple where priests once held sermons and sermons are now left.

The only light source in the hall is the light falling from above the temple.

In the open space next to the banquet, the orcs used simple wooden structures to set up many skins that were drying. They would use these skins to make simple armors and weapons. Some of the skins were animal and some were human. , there is a pointed pillar in the temple, with twenty or thirty human heads on it like a gourd.

This is wealth in the orc sense, dwarf heads, human heads, elven heads.

Orcs firmly believe that might is justice, truth is the axe, and morality is the shackles.

"Truth exists only within the stroke of my battle axe."

——Orcs’ favorite principle

The pool has dried up and been replaced by orc excrement. Most of the books in the library have been burned cleanly by the orcs as firewood. A small number of books are piled up in disorder in the corners of the temple, conveying the smell of decay and corruption. .

Civilization has been destroyed by barbarism. The weapons of criticism cannot fight the criticism of weapons. The orcs have occupied this place. They destroy everything and rule its embers. The vitality of this place is quickly disappearing. In just a few months, the orcs have already conquered Ara. Bell and its surrounding areas were left empty-handed, and it was only a matter of time before they stripped the area of ​​all its food and natural resources.

So Aaron understands why Ms. Raul is eager to regain lost ground, because the destructive power of the orcs is so terrifying.

They quietly eliminated several goblins and hobgoblins standing guard outside, but when they sneaked into the hall, Aaron and others knew that they could no longer hide themselves no matter what.

"Ready." Hiding behind a railing, Aaron spread his arms, and a whirlpool of pink-purple light balls quickly formed in his chest. The Viscount signaled his teammates to get ready, but his teammates paid attention. All the energy was focused on Aaron's weird magic.

Disma was so excited that the second senior thought that Aaron would use large-scale evocation magic to directly blast the orcs at the banquet into the sky.

Maximian's face was solemn, and his cousin felt uneasy about Aaron's power. He felt the original evil power from the vortex of the pink-purple light ball, and the wild and indulgent desire made him a monk. He was afraid.

Aaron...what exactly have he experienced? How did he become a warlock?

The cousin forced himself to divert his attention. The most important thing now was to deal with the orcs.

Eleanor performed her final prayers to the Silver Virgin Suellen.

"The light of the silver moon leads me to the path. I can leave my body, but my heart will never give up. The Silver Virgin Sullun is above me. My Lord, please give me the strength to fight!"

After a few seconds of charging, Aaron's magic was ready.

go!

Following Aaron's order, the five-ring magic Slaanesh's Torment spread across the center of the hall, sucking in all the orcs who were preparing for the banquet. The pink mist caused countless waves among the orcs.

The orcs were enjoying delicacies made of meat, but the world in the eyes of many orcs had unknowingly changed. The image of their compatriots suddenly changed from orcs to pointy-eared elves, laughing at them maliciously. .

The orcs were first shocked, then furious, but after a brief moment of anger, the emotion rising deep in their hearts was ecstasy!

The orc god Gruumsh was once blinded in one eye by the elf god Corellon, and Corellon cursed Gruumsh to never recover. As a result, Gruumsh suffered great humiliation, and the orc god hated Corellon to the extreme. Any slaying of elves greatly pleases Gruumsh.

To obtain Gruumsh's blessing, the first condition is to kill an elf with your own hands. The second condition is to perform Gruumsh's ritual, and personally dig out one of your own eyes and offer it to Gruumsh during the ceremony.

If the orc performing the ritual makes any sound during the process, the ritual will fail.

And if the orc can persist without saying a word until the end, he will become Gruumsh's well-wisher by dedicating one eye, which is also the "Eye of Gruumsh".

So many elves! So many sacrifices!

Everyone has an elf to kill, everyone has an eye to sacrifice, and everyone can become the Eye of Gruumsh!

The scene in the entire hall instantly fell into chaos. The orcs were fighting each other, and fierce internal strife broke out on the ugly, dirty stone floor. They fought together and attacked all nearby creatures like crazy.

The one-eyed orc at the head was Gruumsh's well-wisher. He was stunned by the sudden chaos in front of him. He only had time to shout, "You want to rebel!" before the double-edged ax flying from behind forced him to take action. withstand.

The cauldron was overturned on the ground, and the orcs fought among themselves. Some of the orcs hacked and killed without hesitation, while the other orcs fought back without hesitation.

"Now! Do it!" Aaron shouted.

Disma couldn't wait anymore. The second senior shouted angrily and rushed to the front. His sword was dancing wildly, and he rushed into the battlefield, frantically slashing all the creatures in sight. Also charging with him was Ellie. No, the pastor lady shouted the name of Su Lun, and the moonlight fell.

The sound of arrows continued, and Maximian's longbow began to shoot. The vague cry meant that an orc had been hit by an arrow. The arrow weapon penetrated the armor with the blessing of the Qi power of the Sword Saint Sect monks, making a dull sound. .

There were also archers among the orcs. They realized that someone was attacking them and fought back. One arrow grazed Aaron's arm and stuck on the floor, and another stone hit Aaron's chest. The shield easily deflected the stone.

"Mark! Cover fire!" Aaron focused all his attention on the Gruumsh Blessed Orc - the Eye of Gruumsh. He saw that this guy was the first to wake up and called a few people who had just woken up. His subordinates planned to retreat. He saw Disma fighting two heavily armored orcs, while Eleanor was blocked outside by the chaotic battle.

The cousin immediately nodded in agreement. His longbow fired two arrows. With the blessing of the power of Qi, the arrows directly penetrated the arm of the heavily armored orc. Aaron summoned a swarm of chaos missiles, mixed with evil spirits. The strange flames advanced while firing, and the explosive lightning struck the crowd of orcs, burning their bodies to black and paralyzing them.

"Disma, Eleanor, don't get involved with the orcs! Pay attention to the one-eyed orc!" Aaron ordered. Wisps of flames and chaos missiles poured from his fingertips into the orc crowd. The heavily armored orc soldiers were struck by the flames. Tangled by the Tzeentch Horror that emerged from the cave, Disma and Eleanor had time to look for the one-eyed orc, only to find that the other party was escaping into the inner courtyard.

"Damn, you ran away very fast!" Disma kicked the orc soldier over, and Eleanor followed. Miss Priest raised the Hand of the Moon hammer, and the roaring moonlight instantly flooded the entire hall.

However, the door to the inner courtyard had slammed shut, and the sound of heavy objects was heard from the other side of the door.

Disma tried to kick open the door, but the inner courtyard door made of stone was extremely heavy, so he immediately took two steps back: "Aaron, break the door!"

Aaron nodded. He stretched out his hand and pointed his finger at the door of the inner courtyard. A blue beam of light shot out and hit the stone door.

3rd ring magic, fireball!

"boom!"

The stone door exploded in response. The orcs in the inner courtyard were shocked to see Disma rushing in. Eleanor appeared immediately. The priestess swung her war hammer and smashed the orc's head open, hammering the orc's skull into pieces. Flying broken brain fluid.

Aaron was the third to enter the hall. He first summoned a large area of ​​thorns to help Maximian continue to deal with the remaining orcs in the hall. Then he grabbed the Dark Moon Sword and stepped into the inner courtyard. In just one breath, he saw He became aware of his surroundings - there were several stairs leading to the upper floors near him, with orc handicrafts made of human skin hanging on them.

There is no doubt that there should be a statue of Su Lun standing on the fountain in the inner courtyard, standing in a fountain overlooking the entire foyer.

But what Aaron saw was that the hands of the Su Lun Mama sculpture were chopped off, the eyes were deliberately gouged out, the statue was broken into two parts in the middle, and the remaining half fell into the fountain.

The water in the fountain was as black as ink and stinky, and the water that spewed from the base of the sculpture was choked with corpses.

However, Aaron only took one more look and realized there was something in the fountain water.

It's the head! That’s a lot of heads!

These heads were smaller than normal human heads. The flesh and blood on their faces had been scraped clean by the orcs using weapons, leaving only the bones. Their resentment spread everywhere, dyeing the pool water black.

Where did all these heads come from? Aaron subconsciously summoned a golden cloak to protect himself, and patrolled the inner courtyard with his eyes.

Soon, he had the answer.

The wall carvings of the "Arabelle Children's Choir" were torn apart and scratched several times by the orcs, but they still stubbornly told Aaron what happened here.

Suellen loved children the most, and his church always adopted many orphans.

He is always selfless and He always gives the best to His children.

The orcs like to blaspheme the gods the most, and they also follow suit. They pile the heads of children together to blaspheme and mock Selun.

We orcs don’t raise trash!

Aaron held the blade in his hand tightly, and there was a crazy emotion in his brain that was driving him.

War is never peaceful and devours everything. The ruthless war frenzy is always the most efficient way of cultural exchange. It is the poison that destroys civilization, but it is also the cornerstone of the existence of civilization.

For the orcs, massacre, war, and plunder are the meaning of their existence.

Their roar of "Gruush" time and time again brought unparalleled disasters to the world. They once destroyed countries, slaughtered all creatures, and burned cities.

But Aaron has never seen these.

Today was the first time he saw the evil of the orcs with his own eyes.

Thousands of years of hatred, thousands of years of war. Long enough for new horrors to arise and for old evils to be forgotten.

Until the orcs appeared again, reminding humans of the terror of the past.

The only thing that can withstand Gruumsh's wave of destruction is the blood and sacrifice of the warriors.

Father, mother, do you also fight with such ideals?

Aaron didn't know, but he had already made up his mind, and there was a voice in his brain urging him.

Kill them all, kill every orc.

Kill them all!

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