Crown of Chaos

The beam bombarded the surface of the continent, and Aaron, Drizzt, and Nestia landed smoothly.

The Chariot of Fire of Tzeentch disintegrated in the air, and the Nine-Headed Flying Shark exhausted all its power and was annihilated into fly ash. After the three of them landed smoothly, Drizzt and Nestia looked at Aaron with worry, Cui Heizi pulled out Double Knife: "Are you okay? Aaron Salian?"

"It's okay, I just used a little more magic power." Aaron's face looked very calm, but the Son of Chaos's heart was not very calm.

Made in Heaven has overdrawn his Tzeentch Divine Spark, and within a short period of time, Aaron will no longer be able to transform into the All-Changing Demon Lord.

Other powers are not affected, and Aaron still retains most of his combat effectiveness.

The roars of the Chaos Demons echoed on the ground of the continent. When Aaron raised his eyes and looked up, he saw the person coming.

The Holy Emblem of the Dark Sun has replaced the Holy Emblem of Chaos and enveloped the continent. Groups of Chaos Demons emerged from the ruined buildings. Without exception, their eyes have turned into completely black pupils like Cyric's incarnation. .

The first group of approaching enemies was a group of Khorne vampires. These crimson demons with slender heads and holding hell swords were deadly warriors. In those ancient tribes that were sealed in ancient battle legends, the ancient tribes that believed in Khorne When the battle is at its most intense, they will attract these vampires. They are extremely furious and thirsty for blood. They fight like Khorne coming to the world. When fighting, every time the vampires hunt for heads and drink blood, It will make a sharp cry.

When these messengers of the Blood God continue to roar on the battlefield, even the bravest and most determined warriors will feel fear.

The second group of approaching enemies is a group of strange abandoned people. These poor people are undoubtedly the objects of the Lord of Change. Tzeentch has deceived his foolish followers through false promises and despicable lies, and will Too much knowledge crowded into their brains and bestowed distortion on their bodies. These monsters, which were so mutated from their heads to their feet that they could no longer be seen as humanoid, ultimately failed to withstand Tzeentch's "blessing" and turned into these Weird monsters.

The third team is approaching are some happy little cuties. They are born from the entrails of the Great Unclean One of Nurgle. These parts filled with pus and disease continue to give birth to more little devils. They are cute. Nurglings, these little cuties inherit the nature of their loving father and optimistic family, and seem to have a deep passion for everything in the world.

Nurglings gather around a Nurgling war shrine, clapping their hands and playing games under a rotting tree.

"Nurgle Fruit on the Nurgle Tree~ You and I, playing games in front of the Nurgle Tree, there is so much joy~"

With the sound of hoofbeats and war roars, a group of cavalry approached quickly, and the Slaanesh Walkers from under the Prince of Darkness came in ecstasy to kill with the fused Slaanesh beasts.

Slaanesh Walkers are all mortals without exception. When a mortal's heart is shrouded in despair and boredom and cannot feel any enthusiasm for life, Slaanesh will always deal with them generously and give them the greatest stimulation to start anew. Ignite hope for life.

However, everything comes at a price. When the deal is completed, the Slaanesh Walkers are born. As the price of regaining their lives, they must ride on the Slaanesh beast and never come down again, fighting one battle after another. The wild hunting of the field, constantly dedicates victory, soul and fresh experience to the prince of darkness, in exchange for more powerful stimulation, or...destruction.

Four teams of demons, four origins, the only thing in common is that their eyes have turned into completely black pupils, which means that they have been controlled by Cyric the Dark Sun.

"There are more than four hundred enemies, and there are only three of us. What should we do? Aaron?" Nestia took out her sword and dagger. The dark elf sister licked her lips with bloodthirsty, and the power of the sword song was under her skin. Emerged from the magic tattoo, sometimes like a wolf, sometimes like a tiger.

"What should I do? Give me some advice, Drizzt." Aaron raised his weapon and asked the drow ranger.

"It's very simple. We can kill more than a hundred demons alone." Drizzt said coolly: "Don't you have confidence in yourself? The Fairy Princess's Flower Knight?"

"Very good, that's what I thought too." Aaron laughed heartily. At a certain moment, his eyes vaguely returned to the phantom of the Webway War, where, in front of the Golden Throne, Ra-Endymion, the Emperor The Emperor's Imperial Guard Tribunes are fighting to the death against the Chaos Daemons.

"Then let's get started!"

"Let's see who among us reaches the gate of the temple first. If you win, you will be rewarded, if you lose, you will be punished!"

An encounter breaks out!

Aaron ignored the Khorne vampires, for that was Drizzt's target, and he motioned for Nestria to deal with the Forsaken of Tzeentch.

He himself took the lead and rushed straight to the Nurgle Shrine!

Keeper of Secrets, transform!

With one sword and one staff, the moment Aaron hit the ground, the charge of the Slaanesh Walkers was blown away. He easily pulled out the long moon blade of the Dark Moon Sword and swept it through the air, and the heads of the Slaanesh Walkers rose into the sky.

Aaron, the keeper of secrets in the air, directly turned his body into a twisted silver light and shadow, and a twisted light blade could be seen in the air scraping along the bodies of the Slain Walkers.

A row of Slaanesh Walkers lost their heads without even touching a hair on Aaron's head!

Keeper of the Secrets Aaron forcibly cut a bloody path among the Slaanesh Walkers. He circled repeatedly in the air, and the Dark Moon Sword glowed brightly. Following his rotation, the six moon blades flew past the ranks of the Slaanesh Walkers. Nurgle War Altar.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Nurgle and evil~"

The Nurglings defended the altar desperately, and they did not hesitate to use their bodies to resist the flying moon blades.

But this was only temporary. The swirling moonlight soon cut a path among the Slaanesh Walkers.

Aaron, holding a sword in one hand and a staff in the other, also entered into a rage at this time. He had become an unstoppable force. As he relied on his own power to summon the fire of Tzeentch to engulf the enemy, he released Slaanesh's whip swept away the broken bodies of the Slaanesh Walkers, and Aaron finally reached the shrine of Nurgle.

The Nurglings spewed yellow-green poisonous mist at Aaron, and the twisted disease rays hit Aaron's body, leaving a "pin"-shaped wound mark on his arm.

Aaron didn't respond.

He stood upright on the spot, and the Tzeentch Frisbee was summoned and landed in front of him. The sharp teeth on the edge spun faster, and the Frisbee flipped over, aiming its bottom at Aaron's finger.

The flying disc unfolded, and the Eye of Tzeentch in the center glowed with arcane light!

Power of Tzeentch - Magical Amplifier!

Three-ring mutation magic - fireball!

A burst of crimson light hit the Tzeentch Frisbee from the back, passed through the Eye of Tzeentch, and split the crimson light into three.

boom!

Boom boom boom!

The War Shrine of Nurgle exploded, rattling every stone around it.

The participating Slaanesh Walkers fled. Aaron then used Chaos Missiles to kill the remaining Nurglings one by one, and then turned his attention to Drizzt and Nestia.

Relying on the power of the Matron's scepter and the power of the sword song, Nestia drove the group of Tzeentch outcasts to defeat.

And Drizzt, the drow ranger, was directly in the queue of the Khorne vampires, brutally splitting a river of blood with ice death and flash. His voice directly overwhelmed the screams of the vampires. , like the incarnation of the God of Death, slashing and killing unstoppably along the way, without encountering any demon that could resist him!

This guy is simply more evil than a devil!

The drow ranger fought his way to the door of the temple. When he thrust a vampire through his chest and stuck it on the door of the temple, with another scimitar, he lifted the flesh-and-blood iron fist and hung it on the tip of the knife, ready to declare his victory. Aaron also arrived.

"Who won?" Drizzt dropped the vampire's head from the steps.

"Let's call it a tie." Aaron dropped a bunch of heads of Slaanesh Walkers and said with a smile: "Not bad, ranger."

"If I don't have enough strength, there is only a dead end waiting for me." Drizzt turned the blade over and raised his head arrogantly: "We still have a chance to compete again, right?"

"certainly."

At the end of the stairs filled with demon blood, a door stood there, and all the demon guards were chopped into pieces - Drizzt forcibly cut a path of blood along the ground.

The gate was tall enough for a Goliath to pass through, and wide enough for a team of vampires to pass through.

The door is carved from mahogany, and the panels depict the evolution and struggle between physical gods and creatures of the warp. The stripes are decorated with brass.

The runes and chains on both sides of the door had been destroyed, as if an ancient evil had been released. Waves of extremely uncomfortable energy emitted from the cracks in the door. Drizzt quickly stepped forward to try the handle. , but the door handle wouldn't turn and it was bolted on the other side.

"How to open it?" Drizzt asked Aaron naturally.

"I'm a warlock and ranger. You ask me about opening the door?" Aaron made a joke. He waited for Nastia to rush over, and then signaled: "Be careful, there is an enemy on the other side of the door. There are many, many enemies!”

"Have we come this far? Are we going to be unable to retreat?" Nastia licked her lips with satisfaction. The battle just now made her very satisfied.

The outcasts of Tzeentch are very fond of Nastia - cutting down one becomes two, and cutting down two becomes four!

Cutting the enemy into mincemeat is one of the hobbies of the Dark Elf sister's life.

"Prepare!"

Aaron stretched out his finger and pressed it on the mural on the door. Following his finger, silver light lit up from the surface of the text and flowed along the door three times.

As soon as the door opened, a giant sword came through the air. Drizzt and Nestia immediately moved out of the way. The giant sword was covered with sharp serrations and burned with dirty yellow flames.

"Ho~hoho~~~"

A demon prince strode out of the temple. He was five meters tall, with a demon face, a pair of bat wings, a big tail, and his whole body was purple. A huge ax full of pustules and rust followed. It swept past.

Drizzt narrowly dodged the giant axe. The drow ranger roared angrily and plunged Ice Death into the demon prince's arm. Nestia's sword song played, and a phantom tiger's sharp teeth penetrated the demon prince's arm. Shoulder.

Demon blood splashed, and when the air was filled with the smell of demon blood, the demon prince took a deep breath and sprayed a five-meter-long chaotic flame from his mouth to counterattack.

But at this time, Aaron had already freed his hands. He looked at the familiar flame and released magic on the demon prince without hesitation.

Four-ring magic - Tzeentch's stolen spell!

The flames lost control and in turn engulfed its owner. The demon prince's whole body was covered in the flames he breathed out. He kept retreating. The serrated sword and the pustule ax fell to the ground, scratching randomly with his claws. own body.

"Mom, dog! Bro!"

"Pasha, dog, money."

"Mother."

Surprisingly, what came out of the Demon Prince's mouth was actually a string of common languages? !

And, so weak!

Aaron was the first to realize something was wrong.

The Demon Prince is the end of the long journey for Chaos believers to become gods. Demonic advancement is the highest level reward for mortals. Through the Demonic Ascension Ceremony, mortals will complete their transformation from mortal objects to immortal subspace creatures. Therefore, they have great influence on Chaos. For believers, if anyone can successfully become a demon, it means that they have gained everything.

Although it cannot be verified whether the demon prince after becoming a demon is an evolved version of the previous mortal, or a brand new chaotic creature that has no connection with the past, it is impossible for the demon prince to be so weak in any sense!

Being beaten down by his own Chaos Flame?

What a joke, if the Demon Prince is so weak, how could there be so many people who want to become a demon!

Drizzt went up and held the scimitar upside down, intending to give the demon prince the final blow.

"Aaron, Buyel, Be'lak." The Demon Prince was still saying this in his own broken Common Tongue. He scratched his burned face with his claws in pain: "Mother, Calimport, mother!"

"Wait! Drizzt!"

The moment the scimitar fell, Aaron suddenly recalled something. His Dark Moon Sword threw out a moon blade, which bounced Drizzt's scimitar away.

Buyer's Flower Knight quickly ran to the side of the demon prince. Under the demon prince's burned skin, he vaguely saw the outline of a human face.

"Anomin?"

"It's you!"

…………

Within the Central Temple of Chaos, the main hall is where the portal is located.

The incarnation of Cyric the Dark Sun stood in front of the portal. Beside him, the Chaos Demons fell to their knees and surrendered before the High Throne of the Dark Sun.

The Great Demon of Tzeentch, Thasorel-Eternal Watch, was the first Chaos Demon to surrender to Cyric. Under the brainwashing effect of Cyric, Thathorel now firmly believes that Cyric is someone of the Lord of Change. With this appearance, naturally, it and its Eternal Watch Legion have bowed their knees to the Dark Sun.

The Great Demon of Khorne, Terrorx, is the second Great Demon of Chaos to surrender to Cyric. Terrorx is not the highest level demon under Khorne. Even in the order of eight skulls, Terrorx is only It can only be ranked at the fourth or fifth level. It once served as the adjutant of Khorne's greatest demon, Kabanha, and hunted a large number of heads with its giant ax and brass whip.

Cyric easily convinced Fearks to serve him - there were countless skulls and blood for him to hunt in the realm.

The murderous priesthood of Baal, the Lord of Slaughter, is still in the hands of Cyric. All the priesthoods of the three gods of death belong to the Dark Sun at this time, and the surrender of Khorne has become inevitable.

The more troublesome ones are Nurgle and Slaanesh. Cyric has no corresponding priesthood, so his control over these two Chaos Demons is much weaker.

The black sun is burning under the incarnation of Cyric. The sinister and cunning figure of the Prince of Lies is like a void. He wears three crowns on his head, symbolizing Bane, the God of Tyranny, Melkor, the Lord of Skulls, and Slaughter. The priesthood of Lord Baal.

"This is my destiny!" Looking at the portal that was about to open, Cyric spread his arms and looked at the scenery on the other side of the portal intoxicated: "The only true god of the country, the master who created a new era, Cyric, Niu Batch!"

The Prince of Lies is in such extreme complacency that he cannot even hear what others are saying.

The whole country must surrender to me.

Paradise Mountain? Mechanical realm? Bottomless abyss? Joseph Garden? Sea of ​​Chaos?

Or the Pantheon, AO’s Pole Star Camp?

With this book in hand, who can refuse to surrender to the supreme Cyric?

Doesn't exist at all!

Of course, if you surrender, you will still die!

Anyone who does not believe in me, Cyric, does not deserve to live. As for whether those who believe in me, Cyric, can live, that depends on my mood.

"The Supreme Holy Lord of the Dark Sun." The Great Demon of Tzeentch, Thasorel-Eternal Watch, repeated to him: "Aaron Salian and others have broken into the temple from the southeast."

"Very good." The incarnation of Cyric smiled grimly. He moved forward and opened his arms, as if to welcome and praise the demons who were still pouring into the secret room.

Cyric found that he was just one step away from controlling the billions of demons in the Chaos Demon Realm.

Seize the divinity of the four gods from Aaron Salian and become the true Lord of Chaos!

Midnight, you bitch hiding behind a ley line, you're screwed!

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