Crown of Chaos

The incoming arrows hit the divine spark shield of Tzeentch, forcing Aaron to shift his attention from the previous memories to the enemy in front of him.

Sharp barking sounds came from the nearby forest, and several large forest dogs roared crazily and rushed towards him.

Behind the vicious dog, several figures slowly stepped out of the forest.

Aaron immediately determined that there were four enemies, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Traveling long distances and walking through deep forests, it was already November of the year 1361 in the valley calendar. After returning to the territory and taking a short rest for a day, Aaron prepared non-stop to set off for the Great Forest of Cormanzo.

As Disma and Leonard left one after another, Aaron found that he could not find a suitable teammate to go to the Cormanzo Forest with him.

When he decided to leave Eleanor behind, Aaron had very few teammates he could find, so he quickly turned to his magical advisor, Barrel Moonflower.

Unsurprisingly, Barrier-Moonflower refused.

"My Lord, you only pay me 500 gold coins every month. Even if you pay me 5,000 gold coins, 50,000 gold coins, I will not take this job." The short and fat sun elf shook his head repeatedly: "Spare me, I can provide All the help except traveling together, but you want me to go with you to Myth Drannor to meet your runaway junior? I don’t want to return to Avandor right now."

Barrel-Moonflower said nothing about going, but in exchange, the pudgy sun elf escaped from Gentle Township and Fengyue Field, and spent half a day telling Aaron about the information about Myth Drannor in detail. The history of the Elf Komando Empire, and at the end, he personally wrote a "letter of introduction" stamped with the Moonflower family ring.

"If you are in trouble, this letter of introduction may be able to help you. Remember, this letter is useless against monsters, demons, aberrations and those evil aliens, but if you encounter powerful neutral magical creatures Or Spell Shadow, Elf Lich, you can try to give them my letter of introduction. Although they may not be willing to assist you, at least they will not regard you as an enemy."

Aaron had to admit that it was very shocking to hear the history of the Cormanthor Empire from its birth to its destruction from the mouth of a Sun Elf, especially the "Crying War" that could be called an epic battle.

The tragic and tragic epic battle consisted of 12 large-scale battles, more than 80 recorded battles and countless small-scale conflicts, which made Aaron relive it again and again on the road.

Until his attention was interrupted by these vicious dogs.

The vicious dogs were obviously large dogs raised by someone. When they saw Aaron, their eyes turned red. The ferocity and wildness in the dogs' eyes were chilling.

Obviously, this is not the first time these beasts have attacked humans, or even eaten human flesh.

Judging from the bright red eyes of these evil dogs and their breath, they should have the blood of evil spirits in their bodies!

Seeing that Aaron was stopped by the vicious dogs they had unleashed, the four "kind friends" continued to shoot. Following the rustling of leaves in late autumn, several arrows penetrated the open space near Aaron's body and were inserted into the humus-covered ground. on the ground.

"..." Aaron squinted his eyes. He stared at the four humans in front of him. On the road from Cormyr to the valley, four humans were wearing tattered leather armor, holding long swords and daggers, and carrying large bows. The man looked at him with an unkind expression, and the leader was obviously a ranger. He whistled, and several vicious dogs immediately surrounded Aaron in the middle.

"Keep the money and weapons and get out!"

The ranger yelled at Aaron, machete in hand.

"Hurry up, idiot, or we will kill you!" Seeing Aaron's hesitation, the ranger pointed at Aaron's nose proudly: "We are in a good mood today and don't want to bleed."

Aaron quickly looked at the surrounding environment. He made sure that no one was outflanking him. He immediately recited a spell, then held the hilt of the Dark Moon Sword with one hand and the Lightless Night Staff with the other hand.

"Brothers, please lend me a way! I am passing by in a hurry and don't want to pay attention to you. You'd better not come looking for death!"

Aaron said coldly.

Although he wore a cloak and hood, his charisma still made several bandits hesitate, especially the flames of Tzeentch burning in the lightless night, which were far more intimidating than words.

The idea is prickly, this man is a spell caster!

Seeing the magic flame at the top of the staff, the bandits couldn't help but retreat.

Aaron didn't want to kill indiscriminately, so he then signaled: "Get out of the way, now."

The four robbers obviously hesitated. They looked at each other, the greed and hostility in their eyes did not disappear.

In this business, who hasn’t had blood on their hands?

It's just that the person in front of them is a spell caster, and they don't want to die.

A younger robber spat: "Brother, where did it come from?"

"I came from Baldur's Gate and went to Shadow Valley." Aaron said coldly.

The leading ranger whistled intermittently. When he saw Aaron's calm demeanor, his face became even more confused. He made eye contact with his companions, as if they were discussing whether to retreat.

But when his eyes fell on Aaron's weapons and staff, the strong look of greed gradually overcame his caution.

Spellcasters mean danger, but they also mean rich loot!

As for the opponent who may be very powerful... Don't be kidding. When traveling, a truly powerful master would either have a large group of followers calling out for him or teleport directly or summon a mount. How could he walk alone?

The Ranger Bandit thought of this and said to Aaron: "Brother, you can go there if you want. This is our territory. If you want to go, you have to hand over something."

He pointed toward Aaron's sword and staff.

"Weapons and wands, you have to keep one!"

"?" Aaron didn't expect these bandits to be so wild. He even told them that he was a spell caster, and he still wanted to collect wool?

"Is this how the Valley welcomes strangers?" Aaron laughed: "I thought what I would hear was 'Welcome to the Valley, my friend,' but what I heard was 'I want money or my life.' '"

"So do you want money or your life?" The thinner warrior among the robbers pointed at Aaron and cursed: "Who the hell are you trying to scare? We have four people and eight big dogs! How many spells do you have?"

"Now, put all the weapons and staffs on the ground. We can let you live. Otherwise, why don't you give it a try?!"

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

Aaron suddenly took action, aiming the chaos missile at the heads of the four robbers, firing a dozen twisted beams in succession!

The four robbers couldn't react in time, but the two robbers even managed to struggle. In an instant, their heads exploded, and blood splattered all over the floor. The ranger robber screamed in agony, and he ran backwards into the grass. Before he could finish his words, the green forest was full of wasps. A cluster of sharp arrows flew out.

"Shining robe!"

Aaron turned around, and the golden cloak replaced his original cloak, blocking the arrows. Several vicious dogs rushed towards him one after another, and they used their sharp teeth to scrape a line on the golden cloak. A dent was made, and seven or eight vicious dogs were hung on Aaron's body in the blink of an eye. Each of the vicious dogs weighed at least 100 pounds. They were now violent beasts without intelligence.

If a novice spell caster comes, he will be frightened to the point of being helpless.

The Son of Chaos didn't panic. He took a deep breath and stamped his foot on the ground. The explosion of thorns in the sky knocked all the vicious dogs away.

He panted slightly and leaned against the roots of an old tree. It was already late autumn in the valley, and the first frost of the year had fallen, dyeing the leaves golden.

Aaron grabbed the moss-covered old tree bark and injected the wind of Jiren into his body. The thorns spread along the roots and penetrated from the ground when the Ranger Bandit shot the third arrow, piercing his wrist. , the sharp Dark Moon Sword cut the robber's neck open with one blow after charging up the moon blade light.

Now, with only one enemy and a few vicious dogs left, he turned around and tried to escape.

A precise flaming arrow flew from behind and penetrated his thigh. The robber looked at the terrifying traveler with horror. Now, all his hopes were pinned on a few vicious dogs.

Aaron didn't let him wait too long. He held the lightless night tightly and tapped his staff lightly on the ground.

Metal magic - golden retriever!

There are as many golden retrievers as there are vicious dogs. The fangs of vicious dogs are naturally unable to match the tougher golden retrievers.

In just a few seconds, only the corpses of vicious dogs that had been broken into pieces or disemboweled were left on the ground.

Aaron came to the last robber. Just as he was thinking about asking the robber something, he felt someone coming towards him not far away.

"You're done, the boss is here! You're done! Hahahahaha~ You're done!" the last robber laughed wildly.

"No, it's you who's finished!" Aaron put his hand on the robber's forehead. He softly chanted a few spells and then disappeared.

When the bandits who came to support finally approached, what they saw besides the extremely bloody scene was a large, rapidly expanding meat ball. They could only identify it from the twisted human face in the upper right corner of the meat ball. It had once been their accomplices.

"What's this?"

"What happened?!"

Without any time to think, the giant meat ball over two meters high waved its tentacles and headed towards the group of bandits.

"Ahhhhh~"

"Fight, fight!"

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The sky soon turned leaden gray, and a cold wind blew. Aaron felt that it might rain. He quickened his pace while thinking about the reason why the robber appeared here.

After creating a Chaos Egg to attract the attention of the bandits, he in turn figured out why there was a large army of bandits nearby - he saw many corpses on the roadside and overturned carriage boxes remaining from the caravan.

Apparently, this group of bandits ambushed a caravan, so only four of them ambush themselves.

These robbers are so brave.

Aaron complained in his mind.

Even though I, a master spellcaster, dare to come and rob you, I have already warned you.

If he hadn't sensed someone nearby, he would have taken all four guys away with just one fireball.

It’s just that Aaron had a vague feeling that the sanity of these bandits was a little abnormal, and coupled with the evil dogs with evil blood, the eight evil dogs were much stronger than the four bandits, but they were willing to obey that possibility. A ranger who is not even an elite.

There was a strange smell to the whole thing. He had deliberately spared a robber's life because he wanted to ask the robber what happened, but in the end, he had backup, so he let it go.

Following the information and map given by Ms. Raul, Aaron walked into a small valley. He saw smoke rising from the distance. A village was built among the wooden walls. Aaron noticed a lot of weeds at the door. , the village guards asked Aaron what he was doing here. Aaron took out an adventurer badge and told them that he was here to stay overnight. His charisma made it easy for him to be let in.

Under the guidance of the guard, Aaron looked for houses with brooms hanging upside down or signs hanging. He passed through several stone houses with smoke coming out, and finally stopped in front of a double-story house with words written on it. "Welcome to Snowson Inn".

According to Raul, Sandra the Windseeker, a member of the Harper Alliance, is here. The owner of the Snowson Inn knows how to find her, and Sandra will be able to help Aaron find a way into Cormanthor. The road to the big woods - less fighting, less trouble.

However, Ms. Raul also told Aaron that she had not contacted Sandra for many years. If Aaron wanted Sandra to help, he might need to pay some benefits for it. These benefits could be pure money, or they could be Ask him to provide some help in exchange.

The Harpers are such a loose organization. The superiors do not have strong binding force on the subordinates. Everyone can come together because of moral constraints and the simple human sense of justice.

At the door of the hotel, a boy of about ten years old was peeling potatoes. He was humming a song. There was a basket of radishes and a bucket of water next to him. When he saw Aaron appear, he stared at Aaron's face with curiosity and took a closer look. After seeing his appearance, the little boy became even more excited: "Sir, do you want to stay in a hotel?"

"Yes." Aaron nodded.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang~" The boy rang the gong, and Aaron opened the door and stepped into the hotel.

"Welcome, guest."

The hotel was filled with a strong smell of pine trees, the stove had been lit, and there were sounds of voices coming from there. Aaron looked at the situation inside the house and for a moment thought he was back in the woods on the roadside. This hotel uses pine tree trunks as pillars. The room is dimly lit, with stone floors underfoot, sawdust filling the gaps, and many small hard-shelled bugs running around.

The smell of food, the stench of human body, the sour smell of beer and the musty smell of wood, but this time without Eleanor by his side, Aaron lost interest in the surrounding environment.

The hotel owner came: "Guest, do you want to eat or stay? Are you alone?"

"Yes, it's just me. Accommodation, single room, good food, no wine." Aaron took out eight silver coins.

"Very good, you made a right decision. We provide the best meals and accommodation here, but you have to take care of your own property. Also, don't do anything in the hotel. I can warn you, it is 20 miles away from here. The earth is the Valley of Shadows. If you dare to take action, our Great Sage Elminster, Lord Storm-Silverhand, and Lord Shiron-Silverhand will not ignore you. We will throw you out and declare you to be untouchable. Welcome object!" the hotel owner said half to show off, half to warn.

"Is it true? Have you ever seen the Great Sage Il?" Aaron smiled with interest: "I don't believe it."

"Everyone here has seen the Great Sage!" The hotel owner became a little angry. He shouted at the drinkers in the store: "Those who have seen the Great Sage, raise your hands!"

Everyone raised their hands, including Aaron.

"Young man, what's your name?" Seeing Aaron raise his hand, a trace of surprise flashed in the hotel owner's eyes.

"Aaron, Aaron Salian, from Sousal." Aaron held his chin and smiled.

The atmosphere in the hotel suddenly became suffocating.

The hotel owner opened his mouth wide: "Aaron Salian, are you the 'Kingmaker', Aaron Salian, one of the Five Heroes of Arabelle?"

"yes."

The expression of the previously arrogant boss changed dramatically. He immediately fastened the buttons on his chest with his hairy hands, straightened his body, and saluted Aaron: "Beglody Dale, I have heard your name! Lucy!" , Berger, come quickly to see His Excellency the King Supporter!"

"Here we come!" The landlady and the kid peeling potatoes outside both put down their work.

Aaron instantly became the focus of the audience.

He greeted everyone politely and thanked the hotel owner in particular. Then he ignored everyone's chatter and indicated that he wanted to eat something to fill his stomach first. Then he asked the hotel owner about the Wind Chaser. Sandra's thing.

"Please wait a moment, your Excellency, and enjoy your dinner first. I will send someone to find Sandra."

Aaron nodded, then he lowered his head to enjoy the local delicacies in the valley, and secretly looked at the people around him.

In a corner of the hotel, there were several burly men and women wearing burlap clothes, sweating and smelly. Aaron could tell at a glance that they were probably local farmers, because after harvesting the bankers, they It's the off-farm time. I should be returning from odd jobs and having dinner at the hotel.

On the other side of the hotel are several mercenaries and adventurers. Every year, many people want to try their luck in Myth Drannor. The funny thing is that their equipment and the wealth they carry often become new treasures for Discovered by latecomers.

Of course, maybe they are just ordinary mercenaries, taking on nearby tasks.

At this moment, the chat between the two adventurers caught Aaron's attention.

"Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear?"

"A few days ago, someone saw an elf in Cormanso! A living elf!"

"Living elves? Aren't all the elves in Cormanthor moved away?"

"Yes, all the elves should have moved away, but Alma said that he dared to swear to the King of War that he had really seen the elves, living elves. They gathered together and didn't know what they were discussing~ "

"Elves are just elves. What's all the fuss about? It's normal. It's said that the elves outside always want to take back Myth Drannor. A few spies will come from time to time."

"No, no, no, the elves Alma saw are different from the elves outside, completely different!"

"The elf he saw had red horns and black bat wings."

"Simply, like a devil!"

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