Crown of Chaos

Outside Misdrannor, an army of more than a hundred people arrayed around a large tent. Ten meters long and two meters high tents surrounded the tent from four directions.

The first divine son of Bane, Iciatu Shamu, was sitting cross-legged in the tent. Sitting opposite him was also a celebrity of the Zhentarim, the tyrant of the Moon Sea, Fuzor Chebery. The legendary tyrant second only to the mage Manson in the Tallinn Society.

Outside the tent, a line of Ben priests were chanting divine spells. Inside the tent, Chamu and Fuzuo'er were talking.

"According to their information, there is no problem with Dark Sun's spirit. On the contrary, he seems to have gotten something crucial from outer space and is mobilizing the priests to make a new artifact."

Shamu paced in front of Fu Zuoer with his hands behind his back. He had great trust in this high-ranking priest who had been possessed by his father. Compared to Manson who turned to Cyric, Fu Zuoer always hid. A Bane loyalist, he secretly protected many of Bane's old men.

Just like Ben's teachings, Chamu was also not stingy with generous rewards. Regardless of his physical weakness just after escaping from trouble, he immediately gave Fu Zuoer a trace of divinity as a reward, elevating him to a level below one person and above ten thousand people. Location.

"Judging from the current intelligence, it seems like this." Fu Zuoer was very respectful and cautious towards Chamu. He had been possessed by Bane and knew how moody the God of Tyranny was.

"Here comes the wine," Chamu shouted to his personal attendant.

The personal attendant of the tyrannical son of God is surprisingly the champion knight Disma who ran away from Susar!

"I don't know why, but I still think Anri has gone crazy." After Chamu walked a few steps and sat down, the Son of Tyranny said casually.

The two of them finally made contact near Zhentil Keep. Cyric's pursuers arrived soon after. After going through many hardships, they managed to break out of the siege and escaped into the Cormanthor Forest in the south to reunite. I want to go to Ser in the East. There are many remaining Bane beliefs in the red-robed country.

"Yes, I feel the same way." Fu Zuoer nodded.

"What? Why?!" Chamu is really a moody person. His evil and arrogant face immediately showed a irritable and restless look. He turned from calm to violent almost instantly, and there was a vaguely ferocious questioning posture: "Do you have other sources of information?!"

"I don't know." The tyrant of the Moon Sea looked puzzled: "I have no evidence to prove it. My lord, this is just my feeling."

Shamu and Fu Zuoer looked at each other for a while, and the tyrannical son of God turned from anger to joy and laughed: "You don't know? I know! I know why!

"Because we all hope that He is really crazy. Only if He is really crazy, we will be more sure of winning the final victory." Chamu smiled and supported the ground with his hands: "Perhaps, it is such a simple reason, so we Everyone would rather believe that Anri is really crazy."

After saying that, Chamu laughed happily. When he saw Shenzi laughing, Fu Zuoer also laughed.

Disma brought the wine, and Chamu and Fuzuoer each drank a glass.

"I'll leave it to you regarding the Moon Sea." Shamu motioned to his subordinates to open dozens of boxes of treasures and signed for a white dragon mount: "This dragon and the extraordinary elven items taken out of these dozens of boxes will be given as a reward for loyalty. Here it is, after that, thirty white dragons will come to your account to listen to you and make good use of their power."

"Never doubt my generosity, and never doubt the cost of betraying me, Fu Zuoer."

"I'm going to Ser in the east to reorganize my father's power. I'll see you later."

The tyrant of the Moon Sea left with his subordinates, and now only some priests of Bane were left. Disma stood silently behind Shamu.

"As you can see, Disma, you made a right decision. His today is your tomorrow." Chamu said to Disma: "Don't doubt my generosity, I can give everything to you." I share with you wealth, status, beauty, magic, everything, and the only thing you have to repay me is loyalty, only loyalty."

"Show me." Disma muttered.

"Soon, soon~" Chamu smiled evilly.

The two strolled by the creek for a while. Suddenly, the ruins of Myth Drannor in the distance shot a dazzling light toward the sky!

Fireworks rose in the sky.

Shamu's eyes were fixed on the colorful fireworks. The firelights rose into the sky. They briefly dispelled the fog and lit up the ruins of the city.

what happened? Who did this? Who could do this in Myth Drannor?

Lathander? Suellen? Or Chandiya? Or, Dark Sun?

"Let's go and have a look!"

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Time goes back to an hour ago.

Aaron followed the map given by Barrel and moved forward in Myth Drannor, looking for his goal.

After meeting with the emperor, Aaron decisively changed his itinerary.

The first goal of his adventure had been accomplished.

Disma not only defected to the Zhentarim, but also became a servant of Shamu, the son of Bane. Seeing Shamu like this, he admired him quite a lot.

Aaron did not rush up to die. He understood the reason for Disma's choice - Shamu was far more powerful than Disma's superiors in Cormyr, and the Son of Tyranny, like Bane, was always incredibly generous.

Without a chance to talk to Disma, he decided to complete his goal first.

In the mist, Aaron approached the alliance area of ​​Myth Drannor.

The emperor was right. Myst Drannor has become a symbol of remembrance over the long years. Whether they are humans, elves, dwarves, halflings or even other kind races, they all miss this city infinitely. Even the real history is ignored intentionally or unintentionally.

Although the city is a model of inclusiveness and a symbol of the ultimate in multiculturalism, there are rules that separate elves from non-elves.

For example, some sun elves who are unwilling to open up never talk to aliens, and aliens have no right to require them to respond to them.

Another example is that the Sun Elf nobles have priority in most matters. The law stipulates that unless the Sun Elf nobles look directly at others or take the initiative to ask questions, non-nobles are not allowed to intersect with their eyes.

These are all compromises made by King Mian in order to make the elves accept outsiders.

Aaron believes that such rules are understandable, because in essence, Cormanthor has always been an empire established by the elves, and they have no obligation to share their land with outsiders. Since King Mian requires them to share, naturally The rights and interests of these indigenous people must also be properly protected.

It's impossible for the elves to share the ice cream at the Midsummer Night Fire Celebration only for the human brothers and the dwarf brothers. The elves come up to ask for it and say it's gone, right?

So how did Myth Drannor become a symbol of the pinnacle of multi-civilization?

The alliance area is the area designated by Myth Drannor for the activities of the aliens. It is already in ruins. Only a group of Lathander believers have established a small stronghold here. They rely on the power of the sun stone to protect themselves and let the Those evil spirits and undead creatures dare not approach.

Aaron knew what he was looking for. Su Lun Mama had already told him: a pool surrounded by steps, which was the public temple of the fire-haired lady Suni. The pool once had rippling blue waves and was covered with countless exquisite carvings. , inlaid with colorful glass, the windows are carved with moving landscapes, minstrelsy, flying unicorns, and stags passing through the moss-covered halls.

The temple of Goddess Suni has never had walls, but trees and fences are surrounded along the way, forming a natural protective fence. The scenery inside has deteriorated due to repeated looting and abandonment. Even so, Aaron can still vaguely See those broken glass windows with brilliant light, those wood carvings and stone statues flying in the air, depicting smart curves, not to mention those exquisite broken carvings.

There were some undead creatures in the withered pool. Aaron didn't hesitate at all when he saw this. He immediately held his waist.

The Ever-Changing Demon Lord, transform!

The faint blue light followed Aaron's body and enveloped him, and Tzeentch's divine spark began to overload.

First, a holy symbol of the Eye of Tzeentch appeared under Aaron's left eye. It burned as vividly as life, and then two brand-new magic arm phantoms stretched out from under Aaron's arms. One of his arms held a book and the other hand held a pen. A cape covered with sky-blue eagle feathers covered Aaron from his shoulders to his back, hanging straight to the ground.

There was a hint of blue highlights in the hair on his forehead.

Finally, a golden single-piece round-framed glasses hung on Aaron's right eye along a gold chain, and two chaotic-style earrings appeared out of thin air on his earlobes, burning with the colorful flames of Tzeentch.

The power of the Lord of Change is unstoppable!

In the first transformation of the All-Changing Demon Lord, Aaron was the first to master the three powers.

[Twin Magic: When Aaron is in the state of the All-Changing Demon Lord, he can release a spell at will, and he can release the exact same spell again without any magic power. He can choose to release it immediately or delay the release. 】

[Derivative magic: After Aaron releases a magic at will in the state of the All-Changing Demon King, he can release the magic by one level while reducing the casting distance, the number of casting units and the release range. 】

[Dual focus: Aaron in the state of the All-Changing Demon King can maintain two focused spellcastings at the same time, or perform any actions without being affected while performing one focused spellcasting, unless he is stunned, frightened, shocked, etc. and loses control. status. 】

Aaron had just finished his transformation when his enemy appeared.

It's a binding spirit.

Elite undead creature!

Dark shadows filled the pool of Suni Temple, and groups of black shadow creatures had yellow eyes and stared at the unwelcome guest with malice.

They are all over two meters tall and appear to be half foggy and half solid. Their lower bodies and arms have been completely fogged. The upper body wrapped in the black mist can still see some outlines of the past. The only thing that is not wrapped in the black mist is What is visible is their heads, and those yellow glowing eyes exude absolute malice towards the living.

The bound spirit is an undead body that manifests malice. When a mortal lives a depraved life and joins a contract with the devil, and his soul collapses due to absorbing too much negative energy, he will not go to the Nine Hells or to the Nine Hells. The underworld has turned into a wraith. At this time, it is full of hatred for everything and will only try to destroy all living creatures.

The spirit binding will only retain a little memory of the past in the form of echoes, and those strongest emotions and memories are just fleeting fragments in the eyes of the spirit binding. Only when they encounter the most fascinating things in the mortal period, their loved ones and loved ones. Only in the most unbreakable friendship can the spirit-binder temporarily put down its hatred and stop attacking, and this state will never last long.

If such creatures continue to evolve, they will be promoted to "immortal commanders". They will become quasi-legendary existences, leading army after army of shadows to bring blight and destruction to the mortal world.

So when Aaron sensed the presence of these creatures nearby, he activated the transformation of the All-Changing Demon Lord almost without hesitation.

Wraiths are known as one of the most difficult monsters to deal with among elites. These half-spirits are immune to strong acid, freezing, fire, lightning, thunder, non-magical attacks, bludgeoning, piercing, and slashing from non-silver weapons. Strong resistance!

The spirit is also completely immune to necrosis and poison, and does not suffer from most control effects.

The most troublesome thing is that there is an unconscious continuous energy-absorbing effect around the spirit. As long as you fight this kind of creature at close range, you have to constantly endure physical fitness tests. Every time you fail, you will be "absorbed" once, until you are absorbed into it. The withered man dies until he dies.

"Why are there so many bound spirits in the fire-haired lady's temple? Isn't this the source of happiness and the palace of joy?"

Aaron, who was in the state of the All-Changing Demon Lord, couldn't help but complain. He held a sword in one hand and a staff in the other, standing proudly among the dozens of rising spirits. The power of Tzeentch was at full strength, bombarded by the mana storm. here we go!

"Scorching Ray*2!"

"Tzeentch Blue Flame*2!"

"Tzeentch Lightning Bolt*2!"

"Chaos Missile*18!"

In the state of the All-Changing Demon King, Aaron is like a standing magic fort. His magic is simply one after another. The surrounding spirits have not had a chance to get close, but they are bombarded by Aaron. They were killed one by one.

The number of spirit bindings was really too much. Aaron killed a dozen of them in one breath, and more spirit bindings flew from behind him immediately. These dead people, with absolute hatred for the living, raised their arms and flew from behind. He pounced on Aaron from behind.

Wherever they passed, the water flow dried up, materials rotted, and even the stone ground left black marks.

The eagle feather cloak suddenly unfolded, and the All-Changing Demon Lord rose on the spot. Aaron made a gorgeous spin in the air, throwing away most of the shadows.

"Thorn Shield." "Divine Spark Shield."

The Dark Moon Sword came out, and the sharp blade condensed with moonlight chopped down a bound spirit with every attack and dropped it to the ground.

Su Lun Mama's power is just perfect to restrain these undead creatures!

It's just that there were too many of these binding spirits. After Aaron killed twenty or thirty of them in a row, one of the binding spirits finally succeeded in resisting his magic and moved closer.

Almost instantly, a burst of yellow light erupted from the spirit binding's eyes.

Spell-like abilities, energy-absorbing attacks!

Before Aaron had time to react, a sucking dark light hit his body. He immediately groaned and felt a slight stinging sensation in the area where he was hit.

Fortunately, the All-Changing Demon Lord's super magic resistance reduced most of the damage, and this magic only gave his body a slight beating.

But in just a moment, the bound spirits gathered and launched energy-absorbing attacks at him at the same time!

Normally, except for some perverts like Dragon Vein Warlocks, the physical attributes of spell casters are often not high. If this happens, even a master spell caster may be thrown into the street on the spot.

Fortunately, Aaron is not an ordinary master-level spellcaster. He clenched the staff with one fist. The wind of light was caught in his clenched fist. From within 30 meters around him, the dazzling bright light engulfed all the bound spirits. .

Exile the light!

Strong light enveloped the entire temple of the fire-haired lady. The bound spirits bathed in the light screamed and fell to the ground. The weaker bound spirits automatically disintegrated in the light.

The stronger spirit bindings were also dying and lost their ability to resist.

The next battle was much simpler. Aaron used chaos missiles to kill these binding spirits one by one.

After briefly cleaning the battlefield, Aaron got seven or eight shadow crystal fragments.

This is the essence of the bound spirits. It is full of power from the Shadowfell Underworld. It is one of the materials for high-level alchemy. It is especially loved by the Shadow Demon Web mages. Each shadow crystal fragment can easily be sold for 600. gold.

However, almost all of the spellcasters who like to use the Shadow Demonic Network are not good people. If you want to escape smoothly, it depends on whether you have the life to get money from these evil elements.

Okay, that's very Sharian.

Aaron put away these shadow crystal fragments. He needed money now.

Next, it’s time to set up the scene.

This temple of the fire-haired lady will become Beelak's sad place!

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