Crown of Chaos

Aaron opened fire, and from his fingertips, chaos missiles were produced out of thin air piece by piece, launching towards the enemy like a storm. The wind of heaven magic blessed Disma and Eleanor, making their agility Their attributes have been strengthened, and the thorn shield from the life system protects them from being penetrated by orc arrows.

Scattered arrows were continuously fired from high places in the inner courtyard. Chaos missiles broke the arm of an orc. He twitched and struggled and fell from the second floor. Many orcs tried to find cover. But in the past few months, they had basically destroyed everything in the temple that could be destroyed or used it as firewood. When they needed to find a table, they couldn't find anything.

At this time, Maximian had also dealt with the remaining orcs outside the hall. He strode into the inner courtyard, raised his hand and fired an arrow, directly cutting off half of an orc's head.

The explosion of flames diverted Aaron's attention, and he saw Disma jumping down the stairs in a somewhat embarrassed manner. The hem of his clothes was ignited, and the hair on his head was electrocuted into an afro. The second senior student shouted angrily. Shout: "Aaron! There is an orc shaman on the second floor!"

Orc shaman?

"Stand back and leave the spell caster to me!" Aaron motioned Disma and Eleanor not to go up to the second floor yet. Although it's hard to say how strong the orc shaman who appears here will be, once he is hit by a spell, he will Countless variables appeared. They came to activate the temple, not to eliminate the orcs.

Disma spat and could only retreat, while Eleanor continued to chant Suellen's holy name. The priest's whole body was shrouded in the light of the moonlight, and she was summoning divine guards.

The retreat of the two gave the orc shaman on the second floor some breathing space. He roared and signaled the orc soldiers to reorganize their formation, and he began to recite a spell, and a long lightning was taking shape in his hand.

Three-ring magic, lightning beam?

Aaron immediately recognized this magic, and the orcs were also boosted in morale by the orc shaman's spell. They howled and rushed out of the second floor. A dozen orc soldiers wearing leather armor and iron waistcoats shouted "Ge" in unison. The Holy Name of Ush was covered in blood except for their hateful eyes.

One of them couldn't wait to jump down from the second floor, brandishing a machete and rushed towards Eleanor. He seemed to think that this woman was the best to bully. As a result, Eleanor smashed the orc's head with his shield and helmet. Smashing them together, the priestess shouted angrily and used the power of the divine guard to lift the orc and smash it to the side, listening to the sound of the orc's bones breaking.

Disma laughed wildly. The second senior could only show such a joyful smile in the midst of the bloody storm. His scimitar danced in a whirlwind, beheading one orc on the spot, and then stabbed the other orc's abdomen with a dagger, killing him. The orc's body was pulled in front of him, and the two flying crossbow bolts and arrows immediately hit the orc's body. Disma then threw him into a pile of rags, watching the orc throw away the rest in his dying state. The chair was shattered into pieces.

Finally, the orc shaman's magic was ready, and a twenty-foot-long lightning beam was summoned. Then, in the orc shaman's horrified eyes, it reversed its direction and headed towards him, crackling and thick. The electric current swept through the crowd of orcs, knocking down rows of orcs on the spot. They were burned into balls by the electric current as they howled.

Not from pain, but from shameful failure.

Maximian continued to seize the opportunity to shoot, and the Sword Saint Sect monk fired arrow after arrow, until two orcs came up from the side. The cousin was not in a hurry. He held the longbow in one hand and swept across. Infused with the power of Qi, the long bow made of willow wood cut a large hole in the orc's body like a machete, so deep that the bones could be seen.

Maximian retracted his longbow and blocked the incoming dagger with his back. The Sword Saint Sect monk formed a seal with one hand. Following the strength of the intruder, he formed a seal with one hand and punched out.

The monk's combat skill - Red Lotus Seal.

The flames of the explosion exploded from the fist and the orc's ribs. The entire orc's body was like a watermelon. The filth mixed with flesh, organs, brains, and bones was splashed across a large area in the explosion, directly staining the body. A strong stench of blood filled the entire wall, and bright red unknown turbid objects on the wall slid downwards along with gravity.

The remaining arm of the Explosive Orc was kicked away easily by the Sword Saint Sect monk.

This scene is so beautiful, it’s simply art.

Aaron and others took advantage of the situation to clear the inner courtyard hall. At this time, Aaron could no longer save firepower. He called out one after another Tzeentchian flames to sweep away all the shadows that might be hiding. The four-person team advanced steadily, and the remaining beasts The people were retreating steadily, and they continued to retreat under the leadership of the "Eye of Gruumsh", leaving behind corpses one after another.

From the inner courtyard hall to the living area, the sound of fierce exchanges of fire between the four-man team and the remaining orc soldiers became louder and louder.

Finally, the back of the scarred Eye of Gruumsh hit the wall of an inner hall. He gasped for air, with two arrows stuck in his body, and a wound on his shoulder was still smoking - that It's proof that the Tzeentch Fire Demon bit it.

The seriously injured Gruumsh Blesser naturally only had one eye. He held his double-edged ax in one hand and kept saying in a voice full of anger and hatred that he could still fight.

"Who among you is coming to fight me?"

"Glory, duel?"

"Come?"

"In the name of Gruumsh, with the will of Ruzeko, let's fight!"

The Eye of Gruumsh roared crazily, and his battle ax whirled around the four people, indicating that he had the ability to challenge them one on one! How powerful is a group fight?

Aaron had no intention of paying attention to the screams of the Eye of Gruumsh. On the contrary, he had already raised his hand and was ready to give him a good pleasure.

"Wait!" At this moment, Disma became interested. He stretched out his hand to signal you to wait: "I'll do it."

With one strike and one strike, the second senior stood opposite the Eye of Gruumsh. He raised his dagger and pointed it upward, indicating that I accept your challenge.

"Senior?" Aaron frowned: "We don't have that much extra time!"

"Don't worry, I'll end it right away." Disma told you not to rush, I have my own sense of discretion.

He came to the Eye of Gruumsh and signaled that it was time to start: "Orcs, come to duel, just you and me."

"Okay! Come!" When the Eye of Gruumsh saw someone really coming up to duel with him, his ferocious face couldn't help but reveal a smug smile. The orc god's blessinger quietly sucked a mouthful of mucus from his throat, Ready for battle.

Both sides stood still, and the duel was about to begin.

"Three, two, one." Disma yelled, "Start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Disma rushed away like an arrow. The dagger in his hand was raised from bottom to top, and it went straight to the chest of the Eye of Gruumsh!

The orc's speed seemed to be full, and it seemed that the battle was about to end.

However, in the middle of the thrust, Disma suddenly took a step sideways, forcibly stopped his thrust, forced himself to move sideways in the air, and threw himself away abruptly.

The Aaron trio were puzzled by the scene in front of them, until the orc's body had already made a series of reactions in response to Disma's sudden advance.

Gruumsh's Blessing - Blind Battle!

Orcs rage!

Blind whirlwind!

The power of ritual scars!

Blinding saliva!

Just like instinct, the Eye of Gruumsh opened with all its strength at the moment Disma was approaching. He launched his last violent power. The orc's body bones made bursts of rattling sounds, and the whole body suddenly shook. After pulling out a section, the muscles on the body expanded rapidly, and the injured area healed quickly, with bursts of white smoke coming out of the wound.

This is the fury of the orcs enhanced by the blessing power of the one-eyed Gruumsh!

Every Gruumsh Eye is the owner of the blessing of the orc god. According to normal rules, if any creature loses an eye, its field of vision and vision will be greatly reduced, and it will be restricted in combat. .

But the Eyes of Gruumsh have this ability. When they dedicate their eyes to the orc god, the orc god will grant them the ability to "fight blindly". With this ability, the Eyes of Gruumsh can be used in battles. They will not be limited by one eye, and some outstanding players can easily fight enemies without even needing vision!

And it was precisely relying on this instinctive judgment that the Eye of Gruumsh launched its strongest combat skill the moment Disma attacked. A two-handed battle ax whirled rapidly in the air, scraping out one after another. A hurricane of death!

As the hurricane swirls, there is also saliva that is constantly sprayed from the mouths of the orcs. This saliva has a strong corrosive effect, and the stench attached to it can also cause certain trouble to the enemy.

However, these stunts had no effect. As Disma forcibly moved his body away, the cunning expression on the Eye of Gruumsh's face suddenly stopped.

The enemy didn't fall into his trap?

"Fancy!" Disma spat coldly. The second senior planted the dagger on the ground. He pulled the bolt of the shotgun and watched the orcs perform a gorgeous performance. He kept a safe distance and pulled the trigger. .

Get close and shoot!

"boom!"

The Eye of Gruumsh was hit by a shot, and a long flame erupted from the muzzle of the shotgun. The shotgun blasted out in pieces, blowing the orc away. He hit the wall on the spot, and his violent body smashed the stone wall. , diving headfirst into wood and plaster.

Withstanding a large amount of recoil, Disma allowed his body to slide for a while before pursuing the pursuit. He drew his dagger from the ground. Before the orc could recover, the second senior struck out with a sword to remove the remainder of the Eye of Gruumsh. That eye passed through the skull.

The sky was filled with blood, and a long column of blood spurted out from the socket of the Eye of Gruumsh. Disma's sword had blood grooves on it. The second senior's weapon was always afraid that the opponent's blood would not flow out. .

"Damn, I've long heard that these orc god's blessings are very cunning." Disma spat again, admiring the orc's dying struggle: "Did you see it? Junior, he can deceive one after another. You have to remember not to give them that chance.”

"Only dead orcs are good orcs." The second senior pulled the gun bolt again: "I have wanted to try the firepower of this weapon for a long time. Now it seems that the craftsman you introduced to me is not bad. Ammunition is expensive.”

"All the belongings on this orc may not be worth the ammunition of these two rounds of bullets." Disma calculated how much ammunition he still had on him: "These are orcs, junior, don't try to get anything valuable from them. "

The Eye of Gruumsh is not dead yet. He is still trying to struggle. Even though his body is exhausted and his head is pierced, the orc is still alive. He is still struggling. The more he struggles, the more he bleeds. The more he bleeds. The more he twists and turns.

This is the case with orcs' rage. In a state of rage, unless they are beheaded or their most important life-support organs are destroyed, the orcs will not die as long as they are still violent.

It is said that among barbarians there is also an advanced profession for fanatics called "Immortal Fury". As long as these people are still in a state of rage, they can ignore any fatal blow and any terrible damage (unless it is a direct blow). Neither limbs nor beheading can render them incapacitated. They are natural killers.

After the undead rage ends, these fanatics can also quickly recover all injuries to non-fatal levels and go into shock and coma on the spot, falling into a state of suspended animation and waiting for rescue by others.

Is it very strong?

This is the country, where there are all kinds of strange and weird advanced professions.

However, the advancement conditions for zealots are also very demanding, requiring the power and recognition of gods. For professionals like barbarians who are born with low intelligence, low perception and low charm, it is very difficult to gain the attention and recognition of gods.

The fury of the Eye of Gruumsh lasted for about thirty seconds after falling to the ground. Aaron didn't even know if the orc had spurted a big bucket of blood before he finally died of endless resentment and curses.

Disma smiled happily. His body was covered with the blood of the orcs, but he smiled happier than ever. It seemed that admiring the orcs' death struggle was a very pleasant thing for him.

Only fighting and good weapons can make Disma smile.

In contrast, Eleanor and Maximian both frowned. They didn't like this scene. The orcs were enemies, so just kill them. They didn't like Disma's torture.

"Why are you doing this? It's just a matter of cutting more." Maximian spoke, and his cousin clasped his hands: "Sir, the orcs are cruel, hateful, despicable, and evil. It is our duty to destroy them, but if we also follow They behave the same way, so what’s the difference between us and them?”

"It's not your turn to take care of my affairs, Aaron's cousin." Disma said nonchalantly: "Furthermore, I remember that in the teachings of the Silver Virgin, there is also the saying 'an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth', right? Take a look. Children’s choir outside, you don’t really think I’m cruel, do you?”

"Sir! Of course we emphasize homomorphic revenge, but you are obviously not an eye for an eye or a tooth for a tooth. You are treating it as a kind of fun!" Maximian then accused: "The teachings of our Lord are in your state. It is also said in the book that this is called 'blood drunkenness' and if you don't control it, it will destroy you."

"I don't believe in your god." Disma sneered and said: "Preaching and preaching, why do you like preaching so much like the smelly old man? Am I familiar with you? Talk to others, not me."

Maximian was upset by what Disma said. He clasped his hands together, silently recited a few words of Suellen's name, and gave up persuasion.

Eleanor was held by Aaron's little hand. The priest lady opened her mouth and forced herself to turn her attention to the temple itself.

The enemies in the temple have been eliminated, and the next step is to conduct a ceremony to channel Selun's divine power.

Just after finding the place, Aaron was troubled by the situation in front of him.

He saw colorful ribbons fluttering on the ceiling, with Suellen's teachings written on them. On the floor of the inner hall in front of him, the original divine power transmission device had been severely damaged by the orcs. The floor and ceiling had been hollowed out, forming A cavernous hall.

Below is a tangled mess of burned-out remains, with a large number of evil emblems and heretical writings smeared with blood and filth hanging from the exposed rafters.

In the center of the inner hall, the statue of Suellen was smeared with orc excrement. Even Suellen's numb lips and eyebrows were specially smeared black and thick with excrement. His nose was smashed, and his cheeks were smeared with excrement. Three patterns were drawn like cat whiskers, and a bunch of "OOXX" patterns were drawn on the neck and skirt.

Eleanor used divine magic to summon clean water, barely cleaning the dirt on the statue, and then began to study how to channel the divine power. Aaron and Maximian were helping, while Disma was standing guard outside.

"How about it, is it okay?" After a while, Aaron asked in a low voice.

"It's possible, but the ceremony site was severely damaged." Eleanor carefully measured the trajectory of the divine power. The pastor's voice couldn't stop being angry, and her original aversion to Disma's cruelty also followed her investigation. The scene disappeared without a trace, but he felt that the death of the orcs was interesting enough: "We must be careful."

"The orcs destroyed four orbits, and only two orbits are still usable. It is best to activate the three gems at the same time. Otherwise, accidents may occur due to the uneven operation of the divine power." Eleanor moved the debris away.

"After several months of destruction, this temple is already crumbling. Aaron, cousin, please pay more attention, otherwise the operation will fail, the temple will collapse, and we will all be buried inside."

Aaron looked at the ceiling. There were indeed some cracks on it, and two of the load-bearing columns had been broken by the orcs.

"Okay, let's start preparing for the ceremony!"

…………

On the ruins of a house not far from the temple, a man wearing a long black trench coat hid himself in the shadows. The legendary assassin from the Moon Sea, Fear Blade, smiled and watched Aaron and others clean up the temple. of orcs.

"Not bad, Aaron Salian."

The legendary assassin chuckled and unfolded the magic scroll in his hand.

6-ring magic, micro-earthquake.

"It's a pity that you and your team are going to die inside today!"

"Besides, it wasn't me who did it!"

"It was the orcs who did it."

After saying that, the Fear Blade sent a signal into the distance.

A large orc patrol nearby immediately got the signal, and the two-headed ogre, which was more than four meters tall, yelled: "That end, that's the end, there's food coming!"

"Get ready to fight, you idiots!"

"Gather, gather!"

A team of 50 people composed of 5 ogres, 20 orcs, and some followers immediately turned back and began to advance towards the Temple of Sullun.

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