Crown of Chaos

In the High Council of Gods, the eyes of all the powerful gods are focused on Shar. The powerful gods are almost certain that Shar will definitely vote in favor. Let’s not consider whether to banish Aaron Salian, but he has no doubt. Will try to stop the Chaos Crusade. After all, Shar will do anything to weaken Suellen's influence.

But this time it was different. Shar was uncharacteristically silent. The stunning enchantress shrouded in the shadows was not as radiant as the fire-haired lady beside her. None of the gods present had the bold idea to pursue her. If Sune is a passionate, well-intentioned and ever-evolving heartthrob, then Shar is a femme fatale hiding in the shadows.

"Hey!" Talos, the Lord of Storms, became impatient and screamed: "Is it so difficult to make a decision? Heiye, you shouldn't need to think at all!"

"Or, after that failure, your sister's war hammer made you lose your judgment?" Talos suddenly remembered something, and the Storm Lord couldn't help but snickered: "Did your head get smashed?"

The Storm Lord wanted to continue to mock the oldest goddess, but War King Tempus patted him on the shoulder, indicating that it was not time to joke. Tempus' strong body in the armor narrowed his eyes and looked at the Lady of the Night. To be fair, Frank Paz admired the Chaos Crusade very much, but his reason told the War King that Shar would most likely not agree.

"Ms. Night, we are all waiting for your answer." Tyr, the God of Justice, frowned, and golden light glowed in his empty eyes. Being gouged out by the god AO did not affect the God of Justice. Vision, the righteous one said to Shar: "Only then can we move on to the next issue."

"If you don't want to vote, then I suggest that you don't come to attend the High Council of Gods in the future, Heiye." Suni shook her red hair, and the flames spread in the room. As the goddess of love and beauty, Shar Playing with Charis and almost causing the Cat Goddess to fall into evil has seriously offended her. "Especially after what she did to Charis and Suellen."

"Before making a decision, I want to remind everyone present one thing." Shar spoke, and the lady of the night revealed her figure in the shadow. With her elegant steps, Shar's long gauze dress swayed back and forth. , exuding a heart-stirring charm, with two slender legs exposed under the long skirt, and the shimmering black pearl stockings covering the smooth and white skin surface, reflecting a charming luster under the light.

Her small silk feet are wearing a pair of black patent leather high-heeled shoes. The round heels are separated from the heels as the jade feet are lifted, giving people a glimpse of the pink soles. The slender waist is swinging leisurely behind her. , showing that Shar was in a very relaxed and comfortable mood at this time.

Shar's charming and sultry appearance and sexy and graceful figure alone are enough to attract countless male gods to indulge in it, and an irresistible impulse arises in their hearts, wanting to conquer her and uncover the shadows she hides. The true face of Xia.

However, the gods who know Shar well know that this charming and charming body contains unimaginable dangers. Since its creation, countless male gods have fallen under her cunning and vicious curse. She has taken away their priesthood and reduced them to For the corpses floating in the astral world!

"Have you noticed recently that since Miss Lin (the second-generation magic goddess) left us and was replaced by Miss Midnight, the Magic Network seems to have become different?" Ms. Night raised the corners of her lips and turned the purple demon The colorful eyes locked on the goddess of magic: "People from the good camp always seem to be able to get favorable results in magic judgment, but those from the evil camp find it more difficult to cast spells?"

Magic Goddess Midnight's face changed slightly. She looked at Shar with a mixture of shock and anger, but she couldn't say anything.

What Shar said is right. As the controller of the magic net after becoming a god at midnight, he has been secretly trying to change the value of the magic net recently.

Those of the good alignment received midnight favor in the Spellcasting Sect, while those of the evil alignment were discriminated against in the Magic Network, especially the followers of Cyric, who did not realize that the success rate of their spellcasting was fixedly higher than that of others. About 10% lower.

These small changes were not immediately noticed by the gods, except for Shar who controlled the Shadow Demon Network.

"I hate my sister, that's true." Shar did not continue this topic: "But as Lathander said, the good thing about the Chaos Crusade is that it treats everyone equally, whether they are good people or good people. Villains, everyone can get three chances. Isn’t this the will of His Majesty AO?”

"What did Aaron Salian bring to us, astral magic? Treat everyone equally, no matter good or evil, Chaos Crusade? Treat everyone equally, no matter good or evil. Nine volumes of Salian? Treat everyone equally, no matter good or evil." Shar brought the net. Under the long black silk gloves with a plaid pattern, there is a slight flesh color. The gradient color of the gloves deepens from the arms to the fingers. If it were lighter, you might be able to see her slender fingertips clearly: "There is also the latest Chaos Raw Coke, Tyr , let me ask you, as long as the moment Raw Coke is sold, whether it is a good person who uses Raw Coke to save his life under the siege of a group of hungry wolves, or a villain drinks Raw Coke and starts committing crimes, everyone will sell it. Aaron who was born in Coke has nothing to do with it, right?"

The expression on Tyr's face was tangled for a moment, and the righteous man was forced to nod and admit that Shar was right: "Yes."

"That's right." Shar raised his eyebrows: "When facing this kind of problem, the hatred between me and my sister is not important. Of course I don't want my hypocritical sister to benefit from this. If it weren't for her, I would She deserves to enjoy eternal silence and tranquility. But as the oldest goddess, I never object simply because of hypocrisy."

As soon as this was said, the powerful gods present all nodded.

"So what is your decision?" Tyr asked.

"My decision is." Shar's eyes became sharp: "I am against stopping the Chaos Crusade. In other words, I support what Aaron Salian is doing."

"Then the High Council of Gods will make a decision on this." Tyr slammed the wooden hammer on the table: "Five versus four!"

"In the name of God AO, we rule that Talos's proposal is invalid."

"From today on, the gods will not interfere with the Chaos Crusade!"

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Valley calendar year 1363, Ser, the country of red robes.

In a large military camp, under a huge stone building, the Zhentarim army is gathering here, including many red-robed mages. After more than a year of preparation, the power of Shamu, the son of Bane, has grown stronger.

But Disma had something that concerned him.

Serge's red robes seemed to have changed.

After the Salian Nine Books incident, the first thing the red-robed chief Sazastan did when he returned to Ser was to announce his retreat. He would not see anyone again, and all news would be delivered through his apprentices.

This was not a big deal at first. It was no secret that Sazastan lived in a simple life.

What really worries Disma is that since the return of Sazastan, the red-robed mages in Ser have begun to popularize astral magic, especially the sixth-ring Salian exchange technique. This magic is among the high-level red-robed magicians. The frequency of use soon surpassed other magics, and the versatility of Salian's exchange spell fascinated the red robes.

Legend has it that red robes have secretly summoned very powerful beings, but it has not been confirmed yet. Disma only heard rumors. Several red robes said, "With its power, we will never have to use it again." Afraid of Xinbu!"

Disma knew about Xinbu. Queen of Aragron, the Seven Sisters of the North, the chosen one of the Goddess of Magic, the country of red robes, Sere, had suffered countless defeats under her hands during its expansion. This made some people in red robes A very famous proverb.

"When you meet Xinbu, the best thing you can do is play dead."

——Serlish proverb

If these things are not news, after all, the red robes have been studying how to defeat Xinbu all day long, then Disma has to pay attention to the next thing.

Some red-robed mages in Ser began to believe in a new, mysterious existence. They chanted his name from time to time. This new god symbolized infinite wisdom. He had the ability to see into the future, and everything was under his control. In His plan, perhaps a trivial matter today can affect the future situation for thousands of years. In His cunning hands, the fire of life will be lit and extinguished for His plan.

More and more people in the red robe believe in this new god, but their activities are very covert. Currently, only the organization is known and has close connections, from the inner circle of the eight red robe academies, to the red robe knights of Sayre, and even the high-ranking church officials. Clergy may have converted. With Ser's large number of merchants, nobles, mages, craftsmen and civilians spread across the country, the sect's influence has spread.

"Your Excellency, have you noticed that Zuma is the red robe who came in just now?" Disma stood behind Shamu. He said to the master he served: "He walks very unnaturally."

"Yes, I noticed it." Chamu's fit body was only covered with a robe, and his handsome face glowed with confidence.

"Sir, I just chased him out and found that one of his feet has turned into an eagle claw. He seems not to want us to see it." Disma frowned, and he was still trying to persuade Chamu: "You don't Do you think this is strange? The red robes despise all races other than humans, but why would he turn one of his limbs into a bird's claw?"

"Maybe he used transformation, maybe it's a new magic. You know, Disma, astral magic is very popular in Sel recently." Shamu still didn't take it to heart, and the mood of the son of Bane seemed to be Very good: "If there is a magic that can break the dependence on the Weave, then why not?"

"The mages we hired are secretly believing in other gods, and their bodies have mutated due to excessive use of magic." Disma said impatiently: "I think they may have an impact on your Excellency and our plans."

"Really?" Shamu finally raised his head. Son of Benn looked at Disma with a playful expression: "Obviously, astral magic is not a safe magic, and the nature of Salian Exchange is not friendly either. Tutor Mevlut of the Prophecy Academy abused the Salian exchange technique and was found to have been divided into nine pieces and hung on the model of the Great Wheel of the Universe. Do you think I don't know?"

"Then why, Your Excellency?" Disma couldn't help but asked, "Why don't you take this matter to heart?"

"Disma, remember one thing." Chamu said coldly: "Our policy is that whether it is magic network magic or astral magic, magic that can be used by me is good magic."

"It is true that astral magic is more dangerous and requires a greater price, but we do not need to pay this price. Our request for these red robes is very simple. They help us return to the Sea of ​​Moon and restore our father's glory. Let me Return to my father's throne, and I will give them corresponding rewards, it's that simple."

Shamu closed his eyes, and Son of Benn revealed his true face: "As for what they plan to do and what power they use, this is not something we should consider. Disma, aren't you also using regular magic network magic and swords?" Among the astral magics that take a different approach, do you choose my astral magic?"

Disma fell silent.

After a moment of silence, Disma finally said: "Then when will we return to the Sea of ​​the Moon and send you to your throne?"

"Don't worry." Chamu showed a scary smile: "I originally planned to take 10 years, but looking at it now, it may not take that long."

"There is someone who has been helping me and helping us." Shamu threw a piece of information on the table: "Your senior, master paladin Leonard!"

Upon hearing Leonard's name, Disma's gloomy eyes immediately filled with light.

Why, why you again? !

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In the Sword Coast region, Baron Rivera of the Lords Alliance was the first to be arrested. He received a notice from Queen Alustriel of Silvermoon City to hold a meeting, and when he excitedly entered the courtyard, his guards were left outside. , Baron Rivera felt that something was a little wrong, but he didn't care. When he walked quickly into the agreed place, several paladins who appeared in front of him immediately aroused his vigilance.

The Knights of the Golden Lion, he has already heard their names!

Baron Rivera burst out with an earth-shattering roar. Many poison darts appeared in his hands. Two arcane rays summoned flames filled with the aura of hell. A three-headed hell dog immediately stopped in front of him.

"I'm here for a meeting, what are you going to do?" the baron roared. He tentatively tried to touch the weapon, but found that the weapon had been placed outside the door, so he had to punch and kick him and resist with all his strength.

However, the holy warriors all had extraordinary skills, and several priests provided divine blessings. With a few standard holy cuts, the three-headed hell dog was killed on the spot. Baron Rivera was quickly subdued, and the two The paladin grabbed him from one side to the other and twisted him into the room.

Leonard, the master paladin, former Purple Dragon Knight and one of the Arabel Five, was waiting for him in the room. Seeing the appearance of Baron Rivera, Leonard just said calmly: "Son of tyranny, you Is there anything else you want to say?”

Baron Rivera's expression changed drastically. He knew that his identity was exposed. The son of tyranny suddenly roared, and the divine blood in his body burned violently. He broke free from the restraints of the two golden lion knights and rushed towards Leonard.

However, Leonard has been in battle for a long time, and the master-level paladin of the Oath of Devotion only looked at the last struggle of the son of tyranny coldly. At this critical moment, Aaron's senior college student calmly raised his sword and showed his true self. perfect combat skills.

Holy spear!

The holy spear carrying the sacred power passed through his chest. Baron Rivera fell unwillingly, and the paladins quickly subdued him.

Leonard looked at his results with satisfaction.

After more than a year of investigation, he found another hidden son of Bane.

Yes, that’s right! That's it! The paladin clenched his fists tightly, turning all the guilt, torture, and pain in his heart into hatred for the son of Bane.

As long as all the sons of Bane can be eliminated, the root cause of all problems can be solved!

Iciatu-Chamu, wait for me!

Also, Disma...when I kill Shamu, I will definitely bring you back to the mentor to confess.

This is what I want in my life!

Baron Rivera was seriously injured. The activities he had done secretly as a minor lord of the Lords Alliance were quickly exposed by the paladins. Then with the permission of the Lords Alliance, Baron Rivera was officially executed. The title was inherited by one of his cousins.

With the death of Baron Rivera, another ray of the god of tyranny drifted to Ser in the Far East and was taken into the body by Shamu.

The power of the demigod, the first son of tyranny, became a little stronger.

In the Pantheon where the meeting was still taking place, a new deity belonging to Ichiatu-Chamu loomed, but the powerful gods who were arguing did not notice it.

Heim, the God of Guardians, was the only one to notice this scene without saying a word.

Shar is right.

The pantheon treats all gods equally, regardless of order, chaos, good, or evil.

This is the original intention of His Majesty AO, which is just, but not just.

As the second-in-command of God above God, all he had to do was execute.

This is the meaning of Heheim's existence.

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