Crown of Chaos

With the death of the Great Khan of the Orcs, the human coalition forces, which had already experienced huge casualties, finally defeated the Orcs with successive heavy losses. Thousands of people on both sides lost their lives. The human coalition forces faced collapse several times, but at this time there were no more orcs on the battlefield. The figure of the orc appeared.

Mercenaries from all over the world crowded together, many of them were so tired that they couldn't breathe. Some were cursing the orcs, some were thankful that they were already thinking about how many rewards they could get after the disaster, and some were cursing Ms. Raul. , claimed the woman never stated how dangerous the war was.

That's what mercenaries are like, they do head-turning work with high returns but high risks.

Ms. Raul cut off Turgeon's head with a knife. At this moment, she finally felt that she was qualified to comfort the soldiers who died in the battle, the territorial residents lost in a series of wars, and the displaced souls. She took Turgeon's head and Put the head in a bag, and the head will be hung at the door of her castle in the future.

On the battlefield, the orcs had been completely defeated. A few cavalry and the remaining Cormyr soldiers were still pursuing them. They were eager to gain some military exploits. Most of the soldiers were so tired that they sat down on the ground. There were wounds everywhere. The Falcon Legion and the Phoenix Legion also suffered more than 300 casualties, most of whom died during the siege of Turgeon. These soldiers, composed of locals from Cormyr and locals from Arabelle, did not let go of any of them. Opportunity, they turned over the corpses of the orcs on the battlefield, whether dead or alive, and then chopped off the heads with a sword.

Bag after bag of orc heads will be collected and piled up outside the city of Arabelle. On the one hand, it shows the result of the victory in the Battle of Arabelle, and on the other hand, it also deters enemies who may come back.

The Jingguan, composed of thousands of orc heads, will warn nearby enemies who plan to provoke Cormyr in the coming days, and what will be the consequences of trying to challenge them.

By the way, this suggestion was made by Aaron. Although Ms. Raul felt it was a little cruel, she felt relieved after thinking about what the orcs had done to her city.

The so-called homomorphic revenge is a mark engraved deep in the human soul.

Priests and paladins are treating the wounded on the battlefield. In fact, many priests and paladins no longer have magical powers. All they can do is to stop bleeding and bandage. This is useful for those with minor injuries and for those with amputated limbs. Some wealthy people will be better off in the future. There is still an opportunity to spend a lot of money to hire a priest to recover, while the poor hide their faces and cry bitterly, because this not only means that their military careers are over, but also means that they will be disabled in the future and can only live on pensions.

As for those who were mortally wounded and were just hanging on for a breath, the soldiers would even give them a good time.

The magic of resurrecting the dead is not uncommon in the country, but those who can release this kind of magic are all high-level specialized priests. Asking them to take action is expensive, and this is destined to be the privilege of the rich.

Priest... Thinking of this, Ms. Raul looked into the distance. The priest girl who symbolized the miracle and blew the counterattack horn - Eleanor - was still standing there.

Great Pastor Suellen, thank you!

Ms. Raul whispered silently, in her mind, she had already drawn up a list of military exploits.

Eleanor struggled to stand in the cheering crowd. The pain of resurrection almost made the pastor lady faint. She stood there with difficulty, using up all her strength just to hold the flagpole with her hands.

She heard someone calling her, and the pastor reluctantly turned her head and saw Pink Hair in the crowd.

Their eyes met.

After such a battle, the eldest lady's appearance and posture are not as flawless as before. Her hair is a little messy, her face is stained with many stains, and her robe has a few inconspicuous gaps, but even so, she It is also much stronger than Eleanor's condition.

Damn it, facing this guy, only facing this guy, I absolutely cannot fall!

Eleanor knew that Aaron could do it by himself, and he asked her to do it just to share the credit with her and give himself part of the huge amount of prestige he earned.

The priest lady finally agreed, because there is always some reason to be promoted from an ordinary priest to the high priest of a temple.

"Where's my brother? Aren't you two together?" Charlotte asked directly as she pushed away the crowd nearby.

"..." Eleanor was about to answer, but the pastor's eyes felt dark. Her body slid down the flagpole involuntarily, and her legs trembled.

Damn it, my body, my body doesn’t obey its orders, why are you in front of this woman?

Miss Pastor felt aggrieved.

"Hey? What's wrong with you?" Charlotte finally noticed what was wrong with Eleanor. The eldest lady hesitated for a moment, then reached out and hugged Eleanor who almost fainted. She was about to say that she didn't have to say anything if she didn't want to. , when I went to look for it myself, I saw the hideous wounds under Eleanor’s broken Suellen robe, as well as the traces of fatal wounds that had just healed and remained on her chest.

The magic power on it hadn't dissipated yet, and the warlock lady smelled her brother's scent.

"That's right." Charlotte is such a smart person. The eldest lady quickly guessed what happened. She sighed softly: "It seems that you have worked very hard."

"Okay, sister, I'll help you reluctantly."

"Only for a moment!"

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"Samir, how are you? Are you feeling better?"

In the camp, Aaron held Samir's hand tightly. The surrounding soldiers were already cleaning the battlefield. They looked at the orc camp that was almost razed to the ground with surprised eyes. It looked like it had been gnawed by dogs. Wooden piles, orc corpses that were chopped into pure pieces of flesh, it was hard to believe that this was what Aaron and others would do.

This great war will soon be sung by bards, and the epic battle of Arabelle will soon appear in the tavern. The names of Aaron and others will be spread throughout the country, and they will compete with Raul, He Tu Gold, was mentioned along with Cormyr and Orcs.

But for the time being, Aaron is not the protagonist of this story. Maybe one day he will become the protagonist of various legends and myths in the country. But in this war, Ms. Raul and Turgeon are still the ones taking the C position, and Aaron is only the second male lead. Responsible for accompanying runners.

The first special ability to unlock the power of Khorne is the Chaos War Shrine. Aaron has embodied it on Eleanor's flag. The silver eight-pointed star flag is the embodiment of the power of the Chaos War Shrine.

Khorne is the god of war, he is best at war and combat.

Aaron doesn't have time to keep checking to see what new special abilities he has because Samir is in bad shape!

He had obviously released the healing magic, but Samir was still seriously injured and dying. The magician was leaning against the wall, dying.

"Don't treat it. It's hopeless. Just wait to die."

Samir leaned against the wall, vomiting blood, looking at the wound left by Skarbrand on his chest that could not stop bleeding, and gave Aaron a twisted expression: "It seems that I Ah, I’m really going to die this time!”

"Samir! It's already this time, are you still talking nonsense?" Aaron was so angry that he patted Samir's head with his hand. He knew that Samir liked to joke, but at this time, he said, "I have no regrets in my life." What's the deal with expressions?

"Hehehe~" Samir looked at the dark sky, and the magician shook his head laboriously. When he saw Aaron and planned to cast a spell on him, he raised his hand to say no: "Fish and dragons will eventually return to the sea, and everyone will die. , Aaron, there is no need to waste your magic power on me anymore. I am hopeless. Really, ever since I was sent to hell by Asmodeus, the Lord of Nine Hells, I knew that this day would come. Sooner or later, it would happen. Come, I can see with my own eyes that Arabelle has been recaptured, my life has been worth it."

"Samir?! What's going on? Why can't I stop the bleeding?" Aaron was still trying to save Samir. He released all the remaining magic power on Samir. This magic power was enough to kill three people who were on the verge of death. The injury was stabilized, but Samir was still bleeding.

"The balance has been broken, brother." Samir shook his head, and the magician said in a self-deprecating tone: "Brother, if you think about it with ass, you will know how I, a professional who does not even have a master level, destroyed it. How did the conspiracy of the Lord of Nine Hells go first into hell and then into the abyss, and finally escape unscathed?"

"Because my strength has never been just that of an elite professional. It's just that after I arrived at the abyss, I met Elyu. She was a lost soul who had just been transformed into a succubus by the succubus queen Mecanshut. I In order to save her, I made her my sect master, my second sect master."

"It's a pity that the two powers cannot be blended together after all, and my strength has seriously declined as a result. I have been barely maintaining the balance of the two powers. The Balor Fire Demon you summoned broke the balance in me. , my death is already destined, don’t save me, Aaron.”

Samir said feebly that he also felt that Skarbrand was a Balor Balrog. Well, it looked like he was at least a high-level Balor Balor or even an abyss lord level Balor Balor. He had divinity in him. That kind of thing.

So that’s it! Only then did Aaron understand why Samir was able to deal with the Lord of the Nine Hells with only his elite strength, going first to hell, then to the abyss, and then back to the mortal world.

"Where's Ai Liu? Why isn't she with you?" Aaron held Samir's hand tightly.

"Malkanthet will not let go of any succubus who wants to escape her control." Samir smiled bitterly: "This is not the first time she has dealt with the succubus queen, and it will not be the last. I really want to help her...it’s such a shame.”

Aaron was silent. He looked at Samir and was about to close his eyes with satisfaction, knowing that the warlock was already ready to die.

"So, is it really worth it?" Aaron asked, "Did you..."

"Oh, please, brother, can you let me die like a hero?" Samir reluctantly opened his eyes, his expression already a little impatient: "I have thought about my ending many times in my mind , it’s time for me to end this.”

After saying that, Samir shook off Aaron's hand, with relief on his face: "People, you have to live for yourself, but you can't live just for yourself. Brother, I have nothing to regret. I have given up my life." Dedicated to the cause of the Harpers and the justice of the multiverse, that is enough."

that's enough?

Aaron's mind recalled his cousin Robert, who had the same expression after the previous battle.

The highest human ideal is often the realization of self-worth.

So, has Aaron Sallian’s self-worth been realized?

How can it be so easy?

Aaron stretched out his hand, and the gold ring pattern and the silver eight-pointed star pattern floated in his palm. The Son of Chaos recited a spell, and circles of chaos runes flowed along the gold ring and silver eight-pointed star, forming a magic circle. .

"Brother, don't be in a hurry to die." Aaron forced Samir to look at him: "If I can save your life, let you have a body that can combine the power of the two sect masters, and let you regain your life, the price is Are you willing to work for me in the future?"

Samir's eyes suddenly opened, and the Warlock tried to answer, but he could not exert much strength due to excessive blood loss, but once again, his eyes were full of hope for survival. He opened his eyes wide, as if Check with Aaron that he's serious.

"of course it's true."

To resurrect a warlock who has conflicting powers and possesses both the Celestial Sect Master and the Demonic Sect Master, can he still merge the two powers?

This is something only gods can do!

However, seeing that Aaron didn't have any joking look on his face, and his hope for life quickly outweighed the calmness of death, Samir struggled to nod his head vigorously, and quickly said: "Then...then I'd better choose to live, hehehehe~"

"Very good." Aaron showed a smile. He pointed his finger and took out a drop of fresh blood of chaos from his heart. Under the mysterious ritual, the blood of chaos passed through the golden ring constructed by Aaron. Passing through the silver eight-pointed star, it finally turned into a scorching holy symbol of chaos and was imprinted on Samir's body.

This is the second ability that the power of Khorne brings to Aaron.

Chaos Warrior, promotion ceremony!

Samir, the warlock of the dual masters, a descendant of the Dragonthorn family, and the head of the Harper Alliance in the Cormyr region, volunteered to become the first Chaos Warrior under Aaron.

Aaron's own Chaos Warriors!

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The Terror Blade stood in a sea of ​​shadows. He fell painfully into the weightless space, and the collapse of his body almost made him lose his mind.

The legendary assassin knows that he is very lucky to be alive. The high-level Balor Fire Demon is really too powerful, more powerful than some abyss lords he has seen! He has never faced such a powerful enemy!

Never in his long life had Dreadblade experienced anything like this.

His senses were so battered that they were no more than a maggot, and he didn't even realize he existed.

The legendary assassin paid a heavy price to escape Skarbrand's attack. When he forcibly teleported himself to the Shadow Realm, the brass chain connecting him to Skarbrand exploded and broke. Three of his two legs and one hand, the once invincible legendary assassin of the Moon Sea, were broken off. Only his right arm holding the dagger was still intact, and he almost became a human stick.

This was pretty good, but what really made him heartbroken was...

Gone! Nothing is gone, the mission is gone, the divinity is gone!

His space ring was also lost, along with his decades of wealth! And that Nese legendary treasure map that he spent countless costs to obtain!

What's worse, he's cursed! A true god's curse mark was left on his body, which was as painful as a red-hot iron. His strength attributes were reduced to weaker than a cat. He now has the strength to even hold a carton of eggs. Can't get up.

For Dreadblade, the most painful and humiliating thing is to admit that you are in trouble.

No wonder the Dark Sun Prince's reward is a bit of divinity. This assassination mission is as difficult as removing a hair from the head of Saint-Cubost.

I shouldn't have accepted this commission.

"Ouch~Who is this?"

A strange female voice sounded, and the ghostly enchantress in a silk purple robe chuckled and emerged in the sea of ​​shadows. She let out a terrifying giggle. Under her long purple-black hair, her stunning amethyst-like beauty There was a vicious light in his eyes: "Isn't this the legendary assassin of the Moon Sea, Oswald the Terror Blade?"

When Fear Blade saw the appearance of this stunning enchantress, not only did she not show any surprise, but she was extremely frightened.

If Aaron could only feel close to this figure when he saw her, then the Fear Blade who often came and went from the Shadow Realm obviously knew what kind of existence she was.

"Ah?! Yes, it's you!"

"Giggle~ Oswald, I only give you three seconds, either give up your soul mark and become my slave, or die!"

"One..." The stunning enchantress pointed out a finger.

"Wait, me." Fear Blade also wanted to make conditions.

"Two..." The second green-white jade finger painted with black nail polish stood up.

"I surrender, I surrender!" Fear Blade immediately lowered his head. He surrendered in front of the ghostly enchantress and presented his soul mark.

"Kekeke~ That's it." The ghostly enchantress took the golden soul mark into her hand.

The plan goes through!

In this way, you kill three birds with one stone!

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