Crown of Chaos

"In the name of God I will purify all uncleanness!"

"I'm sorry, lost mortals. In order to maintain your purity, I can only do this. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

The tall, broad-shouldered, holy-faced Bishop walked holyly into the battlefield in the blizzard that had not yet faded. His pure white robes with golden edges, his humble and loving face, and his firm steps made the soldiers look puzzled.

Is this human who looks like a priest an enemy?

But why does it look so sacred and beautiful? So...like an extremist priest of Lathander, the God of Dawn?

Seeing him crying over the bloodshed on the battlefield, many people thought of a sentence in their hearts.

"My heart and my actions are as clear as a clear mirror, and everything I do is righteous."

However, the figure of the tall bishop did not stop at all. He floated past the adventurer at the front, like a piece of moving white marble, without encountering any obstacles.

Because all the adventurers who stood in his way exploded on the spot and shattered into bones.

"Boom!"

Scarlet blood flowed on the white marble, and the remaining flesh exploded one after another. All the adventurers who were close to the bishop were unable to accept the "sacred knowledge" in him and blew themselves up on the spot.

"God, God, please save these lost mortals."

Seeing these heretics dying in front of him, the bishop couldn't stop crying. He cried bitterly with snot coming out one after another: "Come, come with me and pray to God~"

"Repent to God and worship God. God will bless us all."

The Bishop's body moved sideways on the ground, and in an instant he passed by a Purple Dragon Knight. He let go of the heavy book in his hand, and two white rays of light swept over the Purple Dragon Knight's body and cut through the air.

The bishop's movements did not pause at all. He continued to move forward, leaving only many adventurers standing on the ground on both sides of the road.

thump.

Along the way, the perfectly cut corpses of more than a dozen adventurers and a Purple Dragon Knight slowly left. The snow on the ground was dyed red with blood. The bishop kept walking and rushed straight to the survey chariot: "Towards the rugged road. Sinner on the road, do you need to hear a piece of God’s gospel?”

In the snowstorm, hundreds of people had fallen in front of the bishop, with no body intact.

What answered him was the survey chariot coming towards him. Pulled by the eight Tzeentch flying sharks, the scimitar rollers on both sides of the survey chariot cut through the blizzard from the air, and pushed a row of emblems that followed the bishop forward. The people's heads were chopped into pieces, and the figure of Viscount Aaron of the Sunset Territory jumped out of the car window. The Dark Moon Sword was full of Suellen's divine power. The cut moon blade spread out in pieces like an elegantly flying butterfly, cutting off all the Bishop's possessions. Moving route.

At this moment, the eyes on the battlefield were completely attracted by the two figures. The morale that had been hit by the bishop was revived. The soldiers looked at Aaron who was looking at the bishop with hope.

"Who are you?" Aaron stepped out of the sky survey chariot. He signaled Eleanor and Nestia to deal with the enemy on the other end - the Druid Holy Land Army had already exchanged fire with the rear army, and the sky was restored. The great dragon Egil, who has taken on the body of a dragon, is fighting the legendary druid Daba-Bramble. On the ground, a gray-haired and white-bellied kobold wearing a red scarf holds an invisible sword in both hands. Every time the sword fell, it splashed snow and blood.

"I am the messenger of God, Mozgov." The bishop closed the book and shook his head with compassion: "Stop it, sir, you have lost too deeply on the path of heresy."

"Word Bearers, Dark Apostle, don't think I can't recognize you." Aaron pointed the Dark Moon Sword at Mozgov's face, full of hatred: "Where is Lorgar? Lorgar-O Rilian!”

The bishop's expression was startled for a moment, and then he could no longer control the modest and kind expression on his face. His veins popped out nervously, like a crazy bull. The muscles on his face were twitching constantly, and his appearance was unpretentious. Polite humans turned into bloodthirsty and violent beasts.

"Who is it? Who allowed you to call His Excellency Hand of God by his first name?!"

"You mean Master Luojia? You heretic!!!"

"Woooooooo~" After being furious, the bishop continued to cry: "I'm sorry, Mr. Luojia, I failed to protect your name. Please allow me to repent. Please allow me to atone for my sins. I will spend my whole life to To make up for this sin, please forgive me!"

Receiving the name of Lorgar, the original body of the Word Bearers, from the Bishop's mouth made Aaron's expression solemn.

Sure enough, as his influence on the kingdom became deeper and deeper, the spread of the Four Gods of Chaos became wider and wider, and the dirty things from the 40K universe began to appear in the kingdom.

Lorca! Lorgar Aurelion, Primarch of the Word Bearers, Primarch of the Ascended Demons, good son of the Emperor, good leader of the Word Bearers, good adopted son of Erebus, great benefactor of the Imperium of Man, evangelist, Imperium Regent Guilliman wanted to kiss him in his dreams.

Among all the twenty-one Imperial Primarchs, there are some who are eccentric, some who are overly enthusiastic, some who are perverse, some who are aboveboard, some who are pretentious, and some who are even violent and murderous.

But no Primarch was as special as Lorgar.

"You actually dare to call His Excellency Hand of God by his name, you heretic!"

There was a crazy roar.

The figures of the Hui people flew up from the ground, and each of them had a strange ring of runes on their heads. These Hui people with magical power once made Aaron very curious, but when he saw it in person When he saw them, Aaron felt only disappointment.

Chaos corruption spread from the Word Bearers Primarch Lorgar to Bishop Mozgov, and then from the Bishop to these Hui people. They are no longer the Hui people created by the legendary monk and scholar Talmud. Well, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call them "Chaos Huimin".

After receiving the bishop's order, the Chaos Huimin people rushed forward without hesitation. There was no emotion in their eyes at all. Compared to living creatures, Aaron felt that they were more like a programmed AI processor. Only the inheritance The instinctive rage and evil of Chaos are fully preserved.

“A foolish mind is more easily filled with loyalty and faith.”

——Lorgar Aurelion, this passage has been quoted over and over again by the Imperium of Man for countless years.

Eight black shadows swept past and pounced on Aaron, trying to strangle this heretic who blasphemed the "Hand of God" in the blizzard.

"Ah!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Aaron's mouth. Facing the Chaos Hui people attacking from all directions, watching the rune rings showing different patterns on the tops of their heads, stimulating different rune powers, the Son of Chaos could only face it with a mocking expression. Danger.

With a turn of his big hand, the staff of Lightless Night appeared in Aaron's palm.

The Ever-Changing Demon Lord, transform!

"siuuuuuuu~" The Lord Bishop roared with unknown meaning.

A violent arcane torrent exploded from the sky. Aaron stepped on the Tzeentch Frisbee and spiraled into the sky. His whole body shot out colorful rain of magic while spinning at high speed. A sword and a staff turned into cold light all over the sky, and the hem of a clean viscount's dress fluttered. Starting, Aaron's body spiraled around the Chaos Huimin, and the magical energy in the air was violent and restless. Behind him, it was either frozen, burned, corroded, radiant, or... Dark shadows, blood flowed from the air into rivers of blood, and with the sound of pieces falling to the ground, the bodies of the Chaos Hui people fell from mid-air to the ground, and no one survived.

The Tzeentch Frisbee was still spinning. Aaron frowned and looked at the Bishop who used his body to hit his metal torrent. He looked coldly at the remaining Chaos Huimin, controlling the Tzeentch Frisbee to turn into an afterimage from low altitude. Passing by, hundreds of chaos missiles appeared from the top of the staff like strong winds and roaring waves. Wherever he passed, all Hui people corrupted by Chaos had their heads exploded and died.

In just a few blinks of an eye, the Huimin Church, which killed people like chickens and dogs, was suppressed!

With just a patrolling action, dozens of Chaos Hui people were all killed suddenly. Their physical fitness was obviously stronger than that of mortals. None of the powerful enemies with magic could survive Aaron's rainstorm of chaos missiles for two seconds. !

The battlefield was completely silent.

Aaron's movements did not stop. He immediately turned around and raised his hand to summon a large group of dark blue crows. These magical creatures with a large number of irregular eyeballs on their faces and bodies moved directly under Aaron's order. Take the bishop.

"Tell me, where is Lorgar Aurelion?!" Aaron yelled at Bishop Mozgov.

Lorgar is really too dangerous and must be resolutely destroyed before the other party, like Beelak, has fully adapted to the rules of the country!

Perhaps, he would also like to tell the emperor this news.

Mozgov did not answer Aaron's question. He just shed tears and held the thick book in his hand tightly in rage, pressing the cover of the book against his chest.

"God loves the world, God has mercy on the world..."

Instead, a tall shadow full of elegance and impeccable posture, with dark red scriptures imprinted on his bronze bald face, stood in front of Mozgov. He lightly swept away Aaron's summons with the scepter in his hand. A swarm of Tzeentch ravens, all smiles on their faces and making disgusting wisecracks in unskilled accents.

"kokodayo (here)~"

"It is a pleasure to meet you, the chosen one of the original truth. My name is Lorgar, Lorgar Aurelion. Thank you for revealing to me such a grand, beautiful, and... uncivilized world!"

The phantom of the Word Bearers Primarch sent his most sincere greetings to Aaron: "How is it? Do you like my little gift?"

After saying that, Lorgar's shadow stretched out an arm and held Bishop Mozgov's head in his arms with a gesture like holding a baby.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, he is a heretic!," the bishop cried. appear above.

Aaron was able to peek into the writing.

That line of text was very familiar. Aaron dared to say that there were few people in the human empire who had not read it.

"Rejoice, for we have brought you the glorious gospel."

"A god, a true god walks among us."

——"Book of Sacred Words" by Lorgar Aurelion

The demon primarch Lorgar Aurelion is really here!

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