Crown of Chaos

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More than an hour later, the rescued young man woke up in the bed of Xuesen Hotel.

Aaron and Sandra the Wind Chaser sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him with concern.

"It's great that you're awake, Taimora." Wind Chaser Sandra patted her chest thankfully: "Are you okay?"

"Where is this place?" The young man's appearance is not outstanding and can only be considered average. He has a black mane and short beard. He is a little over 1.7 meters tall and has scars all over his body.

"Only one of you survived, my dear, I'm sorry." The Harper said with regret: "We tried our best to rescue you."

"...I didn't ask you for help." The young man closed his eyes: "But no matter what, I would like to thank you as the son of the pashas."

After saying that, the young man turned his head to face the wall. His meaning was obvious: Are you okay? It's okay, I'm going to rest.

"Son of Pasha?" Aaron noticed the key words in the young man's words, and he immediately asked: "Are you from Calimshan?"

"Do you know Calimshan?" The young man's eyes immediately brightened a lot, and he turned over.

Aaron nodded.

Calimshan, a desert country in the southwest of the country, is a country dominated by humans, but it is famous for elementals, gods and monsters, and powerful fire magic.

In ancient times, the current area of ​​Calimshan is said to have descended from two godlike monsters, the air god Karin and the fire god Menon. The two gods and monsters launched a protracted war for the dominance of Calishan , turning most of Calishan into a vast desert.

In the end, the elves from outside the country couldn't stand it anymore. With the arrival and intervention of the elves, the two gods and monsters were sealed one after another, ending this long conflict. Humanity gradually became the master of the Calimshan region. Later Calishan became the overlord of the southwestern region of the country in a series of dynasty changes. In its heyday, it ruled many lands including Amn, Tethyr and Calishan, but was lost in a series of civil strife. , but Calimshan always maintained the area it controlled at the beginning, namely the Calim Desert.

The entire Calimshan Kingdom is composed of one Sir-Pasha (the head of all pashas, ​​also translated as the Pasha of Pashas), dozens of big pashas and thousands of small pashas. When facing foreign enemies, They were a united kingdom, but when it came to internal governance, they were loose city-states, with great pashas ruling their domains as city-state sultans and appointing viziers as acting viziers.

This is a country that is deeply influenced by gods and monsters. It has more elementals than anywhere else on the continent, and the research on elemental magic also far exceeds that of other countries.

It is worth mentioning that Aaron's interest in Calimshan comes from an interesting story: During the Turbulent Years, the cat goddess Charis was captured by the lady of the night, Shar, and was almost spoiled, although the fire-haired lady later took her Saved from the darkness, the cat goddess immediately attached herself to the favorite concubine of a great pasha in Calimport (the capital of Calimshan), day and night, day and night.

After the end of the Year of Turbulence, all the gods were eager to return to their own kingdoms to regain their divine power. As a result, the Cat Goddess was still obsessed with unrestrained lust and the extremely luxurious life in the Grand Pasha's palace, and was unwilling to leave for a long time. It wasn't until Shuni couldn't stand it anymore and took him back personally that Xia Ruisi reluctantly returned to her own kingdom.

"Huh, feel honored. You saved a pasha's son." Seeing that Aaron knew his noble status, the young man immediately raised his head to show his pride: "My name is Anomin. As you know, I come from Calimshan.”

"Why did you travel thousands of kilometers to show up here?" Aaron ignored the arrogant young man and asked coldly: "I don't believe you don't know where this place is. Also, Your strength is too weak, you can’t even deal with a few bandits.”

Sure enough, as soon as Aaron said this, the son of the pasha showed a look of despair. He gritted his teeth and said a few words that seemed to be complaints in the local language of Kalishan. He seemed a little frustrated, but he still shook his head firmly. : "Sir, I thank you for saving me, but this is my personal privacy and I don't want to say it."

An Nuoming didn't want to say it, and Aaron and Sandra didn't force him. They got the young man some food, and then they heard the young man say: "By the way, can I know your name? I will I will definitely repay you.”

"My name is Aaron Salian, Viscount of the Sunset Territory, and this is Ms. Sandra the Wind Chaser."

"Aaron Salian? Are you a king supporter?!" The young man looked at Aaron in surprise and murmured: "No wonder, just like the rumored god of abundance, his eyes are like distant stars!"

"Sir Salian, can you do me a favor?" As if grasping a life-saving straw, the young man immediately grabbed Aaron's sleeve.

"Please forgive me for refusing."

"Why? I didn't even say what it was about!"

"You are the son of a pasha, right? Someone will help you solve the problems that can be solved. I'm afraid I can't do anything that can't be solved." Aaron didn't intend to show his love indiscriminately. He stood up and said goodbye: "By the way, your We found all the equipment and put it on the table.”

"Ms. Sandra, my mission is accomplished."

"Okay, your Excellency, take a rest first and get ready. I will take you into the Cormanzo Forest tomorrow morning." Sandra the Wind Chaser nodded.

"Wait a minute, you are going to the Cormanzo Forest?" Annuoming immediately caught the key words: "Please be sure to take me with you!"

"I'm going to get in there no matter what, no matter what the cost."

"This is my lifelong request."

…………

That night, Aaron was lying on the hotel bed to rest. For some reason, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

While half asleep, he faintly heard a soft voice.

"Help……"

"Traveller in a foreign land, I need your help..."

A weak and petite voice resounded in Aaron's ears. This voice was very weak and inaudible. Even if Aaron relied on the divinity of the four gods of chaos, he could only hear the intermittent murmuring echo.

"Who are you?" Aaron relayed the message according to the other party's response.

"Tree of Mist, Place of Rot...save me..."

The voice echoed for a while and then disappeared: "Help..."

The Riddler, right?

Aaron tried to call the other party again, but this time there was no response. So he followed the source of the other party's call to him and immersed his mind into the void, trying to detect who was calling him.

Following the disturbing soul threads and the fragments of words leaked out of the void, the light of Aaron's soul crossed the barrier between the mortal world and the astral world, and came to a rotten land in the north.

On the surface, this place looks peaceful and peaceful, with everything in order, but as long as you observe it from the perspective of Aaron as a divine creature, you will know how much filth is hidden under the surface tranquility.

There are pustules, tumors and twisted mutant plants everywhere under the withered bark. The smelly ground under the bushes is densely populated with mosquitoes and flies. The winding paths in the garden are filled with diseased mud and worms. The air is filled with thick smoke and buzz. A swarm of flies that buzz incessantly.

Plaguemouth bushes, bloated fungi, and wildly blooming flowers jostle each other. Dim light was scattered among the sporangia floating in the mire and the slimy vines of swaying pus-thorn bushes. There's dripping slime everywhere, buzzing bugs and disgusting exploding bubbles.

Fountains of rotten bones rose from the stagnant lake, and jets of putrid filth erupted from the neighing animal sphincters.

This filth is enough to corrupt a person's soul.

Any mortal who sees this kind of scene may be greatly shocked mentally and may go crazy on the spot.

It's just that Aaron doesn't accept this. At most, he is surprised, even a little excited.

Yes, he was excited.

Is there such a good place in the Cormanzo Forest? !

It seems that I came to the right place this time in Myth Drannor.

Do you need a gardener for your garden?

I just need something to activate my Nurgle powers!

Aaron was still waiting to see more, but suddenly, a giant tree located in the forest canyon attracted his attention.

The giant tree, densely covered with twisted sarcoma and spewing rotten pus, looked dead and was more than twenty meters tall. The surface of the giant tree was bound by a magic circle composed of iron chains and other unknown substances.

Only a small section in the middle of the giant tree still maintained a weak vitality, and something was sleeping there.

As he slowly came closer, Aaron could see more clearly. In a protective cover like a greenhouse, sleeping was a little person. She looked like a young girl, with a pair of elf ears and a white slant. Her long gray hair was tied into a side ponytail, with an obvious green gradient at the end.

She looks like she is only ten years old and is still very immature.

Aaron felt a special temperament from her body.

Absolute purity, absolute kindness, if you want to use one word to describe her, then Aaron can only use "pure kindness" to describe her.

"Are you calling me?" Aaron tried to communicate with the other party.

"careful……"

careful? !

Aaron realized he was in danger. He turned around suddenly, and his soul twisted around in the void at an extremely fast speed. Behind him, a huge black claw swept through the air, tearing apart the space and separating the mortal world and the outside world. The curtain of the layered world was torn open directly, tearing all matter to pieces!

Aaron dodged this surprise attack by a narrow margin. The Son of Chaos in his soul state summoned swarms of black crows to attack the despicable attacker. The crows turned into wriggling maggots halfway through the air and fell to the ground. There was a constant struggle on the ground.

"Ah, look at our lucky man, how far he has come on this road."

Gray smoke rose from the ground, covering the sky and the forest, and the flying wind covered every corner of the field of vision. The eight-pointed star of chaos emerged from the shadows, and the chaos demon with purple pupils and gray-black sharp horns appeared. in front of Aaron.

As soon as it appeared, it gave Aaron a huge sense of oppression. The surrounding corrupt plants collapsed and decayed under its huge pressure. Its shadow enveloped every inch of the land in the forest. It slowly moved towards Aaron to oppress: "Aaron Salian, the new toy of the Four Gods of Chaos? You can actually survive until now. What an amazing achievement. You are repeating the tragedy of those lucky people, but you don't know it."

"Bi! Pull! Gram!" Aaron recognized the demon prince in front of him.

The original demon prince, the King of Shadows, known as the oldest and strongest first demon prince, Be'lak.

Billak was not surprised that Aaron could recognize him: "Huh? Yes, Billak, I have had many names, and this is the one I use most."

"You are actually able to travel through the crystal wall system and come to this world..." Aaron looked heavy.

The original Demon Prince Be'lak, in his heyday, had been infinitely close to the existence of the Fifth God of Chaos. If the Four Gods of Chaos had not promoted many demon princes after that, and took away Be'lak's favor, Be'lak had a glimmer of hope to establish his own business.

In Be'lak's heyday, he was already able to bestow magical powers on his followers.

Whether or not believers can be granted magical powers is the most important distinction between demigods, divine creatures and true gods. Therefore, Beelak had at least reached the level of god-like power in his heyday.

Later, as the number of demon princes increased, Be'lak's strength declined, and he secretly turned behind the scenes, waiting for the opportunity.

"You are a clown, Aaron Salian. Do you think you were attracted by this thing? No, it was me who attracted you!" Bealak's shadow quickly approached, and he proudly spread his huge wings. This directly increased his height from five meters to at least eight meters. The devil's bat wings vibrated, and with a clanking sound, dozens of chains and skulls at the ends of the chains were revealed.

This is Beelak's trophy. Each skull has its own epic, a glorious story, a hero of ten thousand people, an unparalleled hero, and a great sage.

No matter how glorious their stories were, they were now merely trophies in Be'lak's wings.

"So, do you want to teach me how to do things today? Original Demon Prince?" Aaron mocked: "You seem to have mentored many people?"

By saying this, Aaron secretly planned to end this soul journey.

This is not a strong enemy that he can fight now!

"I brought you here just to tell you a fact." Bilak's huge shadow body gradually approached, and he stretched out his claws: "You are just another lucky person, you have won the favor of the gods, but you don't know The nature of the gods!”

"Gods are always selfish and always vicious. They will betray you at any time, just like they betrayed me!"

"Now, hand over the power of the Four Gods, and I can free you from the shackles of the Four Gods. Quick!"

Be'lak stretched out his huge claw towards Aaron.

call out!

A wound was opened on the giant claw, and black blood lay out from the wound, dripping on the ground, and a row of gray mushrooms grew instantly.

"Absolutely impossible." A two-meter-long brass blade of light stretched out from Aaron's fingertips. It was the super bloodline ability from Khorne that hurt Be'lakor in the shadow state.

All fools know what the outcome will be if you hand over your power.

Be'lakor is not a lawful person, he has the most flexible moral bottom line.

"Hehe, hehehe~" Bilak retracted his claws, stared at Aaron, and showed a ferocious smile.

At this point, both sides are insubstantial, and victory or defeat is meaningless.

"In that case, our story begins."

"Come on, use this world as a chessboard."

"Only one person can wear the crown of chaos and be crowned a god."

"The losers will be erased from history and completely forgotten!"

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