Crown of Chaos

The red-robed mage originated from the fall of the Imasca Empire. When the Imasca Empire obtained the Nese Scroll and developed into another powerful arcane empire, this empire suffered a sharp decline in population due to a great plague. The result of the discussion in the Imperial Council is: Let us cross the crystal wall system and go to other heavens to capture slaves.

After experiencing many successful cross-dimensional slave hunts, the slaves captured by the Imaskar Empire prayed to their gods to save them, which attracted the arrival of the gods of the Mulhorand pantheon. Through the friendly negotiation of the god AO, the Mulhorand pantheon came to the territory of the Imasca Empire. The gods led the slaves in their incarnations to completely destroy the great empire in the east of the country.

However, as a great arcane empire, the Imaskar Empire was on the verge of extinction. Emperor Imaskar died in battle, and the chief artificer wearing the first secret weapon of Imaskar was killed by the God King Horu of Mulhorand. After Si was shot dead on the spot, some loyalists still survived. They came to the north of the Kingdom of Mulhorand and established the so-called "free country", the slave parliamentary kingdom of Ser.

The remaining Imaskar mages tried to resist Mulhorand's rule, but failed in the end. These mages were executed one by one by Mulhorand's pharaohs. Even so, the Imaskar mages still created A portal and attracted the orc god system. In this battle, the orc god king Gruumsh only personally killed the god king Mulhorand, which dealt a huge blow to Mulhorand. Even if the orc god system They were eventually defeated, but since then the orc god Gruumsh began to notice the world, and then the whole country began to swarm so many orcs that they couldn't kill them all.

This period of history has been mentioned before, so I won’t repeat it here.

The orc pantheon was defeated, and Mulhorand was severely weakened and unable to control the surrounding areas. The free kingdom of Thare officially broke away from Mulhorand and was ruled by warlords large and small. The warlords hired wizards, and the wizards They formed a secret society. As time passed, the Red Robe Wizards gradually moved from a small secret society to the forefront, and eventually became the rulers of Ser.

The eight red-robed chief wizards formed the Supreme Council of Ser. Among them, the chief of the necromancy system, the most powerful and most dangerous is the red-robed chief Sazastan. According to Cormier's sources, Sazastan's original name was Tower. Erlos was a child of a farmer. He was chosen by a mage organization in the Ser area and became an apprentice.

The news after that became confusing. Cormyr only knew that Tallos participated in the resistance of the loyal wizards of Imaskar and played an important role in summoning the orcs. After the resistance failed, there was news that Tallos He obtained the elixir of death from Horus, the god-king of the Mulhorand pantheon, and gained immortality. Some say that he found the legendary Lich treasure, and some say that he obtained the artifact buried under the ground in Sere by the goddess of magic. In short, , Tallos became Sazastan, the chief red-robed wizard of the necromancy department.

What is he doing here?

Clinking glasses with Sazastan, Aaron raised his eyebrows: "I'm glad you still remember my grand celebration, Sazastan's first seat. I remember it happened because the magic released by someone destroyed the last reading part, causing everyone to Being involved in the Chaos Demon Realm?"

"Didn't I just come to apologize?" Sazastan raised his gold-inlaid wine glass: "I'm sorry about what happened last time. Dear Sir Salian, there is no way. I really want to make progress too much. Now that I know you and your astral magic, please forgive me for my sins.”

"Oh, really?" As long as the red-robed wizard appears, he must have a dark and evil purpose. Naturally, Aaron will not believe Sazastan's lies: "What if I don't accept it?"

"Why don't you accept it?" Sazastan spat out a few words.

Six-ring chaos magic - Salian Exchange, this is a magic that has been extremely popular among the entire red robe in recent years. Every time this magic is released, Aaron can receive interest.

"You promoted it?" Aaron smiled half-heartedly.

"If you can give me the opportunity to check out the next volume of Salian's book, I am willing to continue to help you speed up the promotion, Lord Salian." Sazastan said with great interest: "My friend Larok and I miss you very much. , we hope you can host it again, and to show our sincerity, Larocque and I have a gift for you."

Sazastan stretched out his hand, and a phantom throne appeared in front of Aaron.

This is a huge stone throne with a carefully carved back and dragon-shaped armrests. The four legs are carved in the shape of dragon claws holding beads. It is surrounded by many chaos runes and nine orbs are arranged from bottom to top. , the deepest chaos and the most primitive darkness are hidden in every orb.

"The Seat of Zakothil, the Warlock King Larok thinks it may be useful to you. Using it, you can quickly establish contact with a layer in the abyss. Can it make you an abyss lord? Sorry, I I don't know, but I think you are very compatible with the abyss. Maybe this thing will be useful to you." Sazastan apologized to Aaron again: "I hope this thing can express our apology, and by the way, as a price for asking, When will the seventh volume be released?"

"Since this thing is so useful, why don't you and Laroc use it yourself?" Aaron could feel Sazarstan's strong desire. Apparently, the knowledge of chaos magic in Sarian's book had obsessed him to the limit, and he couldn't help but take the initiative. asked.

"Lalok and I are dead people. The throne will not feel our stopped beating hearts. It must be a living person to synchronize." Sazastan waited for Aaron's reply: "This gift can be used as a means of forgiveness. Any reason?"

"One hundred thousand." Aaron made a gesture: "One hundred thousand gold coins, which is the same price as the wizard tower acquisition agreement you just reached with Baldur's Gate. One hundred thousand gold coins, I will tell you the exact information."

"...You know so much and like to bargain so much, so you really don't consider marrying Anta's daughter Shi Ji." Sazastan said with a little sarcasm, "You should have written the book earlier instead of writing it down. Energy is wasted on human emotions, and time will bring all life to an end. Only strength will not let you down."

"One price." Aaron said, "Now."

The red-robed chief didn't hesitate at all. He immediately took out a gold ticket worth 100,000 gold coins from his body: "Deal."

Aaron took the golden ticket and counted it correctly: "Salian's seventh volume will be exhibited at the Sunset Silver Theater in two years' time, but this time it will not be open to all audiences. I will use an invitational and qualifier system. Each force can form a five-person team, and participate in the Chaos Expedition to determine the winner in the Chaos Demon Realm through a competition mechanism. The team that wins the final place will gain ownership of Salian's seventh volume for 10 years."

"Can I get a direct invitation?" Sazhastan asked.

"Didn't you already buy it?" Aaron sneered: "Welcome to join."

"You only plan to hold this competition three times?" Sazastan understood.

"Who told you that if I gave the scroll to you, it would be yours?" Aaron said with a smile: "It's only a 10-year period. When the time is up, without me re-injecting the magic, the first six volumes will gradually turn into white paper. ."

"Cunning little devil." Sazastan raised his head and laughed. A deep, hoarse voice echoed in the surrounding sky. He cursed and turned around to leave, but stopped again: "Your What’s the name of the game?”

"Let's call it...the Salian Multiverse Invitational Tournament." Aaron put the golden ticket away: "It's called...TI for short."

"Very good, I will bring my team and deliver the throne when the time comes."

Just after sending Sazastan away, another person stopped in front of Aaron.

The bard Storm-Silver Hand also appeared quickly. She wore the emblem of the Harper, a silver moon and a silver harp on a royal blue background. The morning wind rolled up her messy silver hair, and they flew in the air, making her The woman, who looked more like an undead person coming for revenge than a human being, wore the bright silver armor of the valley and walked past the dancers of Botoku Zonggui and Suni without saying a word.

"A great song, Sir Aaron. If I hadn't known that you were born into a noble family, I would have almost thought that you had been a stage singer for five years at the Singing Sword Inn in Waterdeep City. You have to know that if you couldn't sing there, Better than that sword, it will cut you down." Storm-Silverhand raised his glass to Aaron in a friendly manner.

None of the seven Northland sisters is ugly. Stormy Silver Hand's big eyes, long eyelashes and slender eyebrows give her a somewhat mature beauty.

With her high nose, small cherry mouth, and smooth white skin, she looks so young and beautiful at about 700 years old, with no trace of aging at all.

"The timing of your appearance is perfect, Ms. Storm." Aaron also raised his glass: "If it were any later, you wouldn't be able to make it to the funeral and hear my performance."

"Sorry." Storm Silverhand made an apology gesture awkwardly: "Mystra doesn't want Elminster and I to get too involved in this matter. We have other tasks."

"What is more important than Baldur's Gate's population of 400,000 and a medium god trying to enter the mortal world?" Aaron frowned. He was not familiar with the Storm Silver Hand, but there is no doubt that there is something that requires the Storm Silver Hand. Going out with Elminster must be a big deal.

"We found an opportunity to communicate with the 'Lord of Humanity' you showed us." Storm-Silverhand sighed, her steel-like self-control was almost shattered because of this conflict, Northland The Seven Sisters felt deeply worried: "Unfortunately, we cannot reach any agreement. In his eyes, ten thousand Harpers are not as good as one Zhentarim."

"But I don't dare to think about what will happen when ten thousand Northland Seven Sisters and ten thousand Elminsters appear." Aaron couldn't help but joked: "Probably they can hang up the three evil spirits who cried war. smoke."

Storm Silverhand turned around and suppressed a smile, his waterfall-like silver hair swaying on his shoulders, like countless restless snakes: "The only good thing is that you seem to be much easier to communicate with than the Lord of Humans, Elminster That’s what he said too.”

Aaron did not answer. Seeing this, Storm Silverhand continued: "Our Holy Goddess Mystra has seen through the nature of the so-called 'Lord of Humanity'. Sir Aaron, we cannot sit back and watch him gradually exert influence on the country, because Beneath his bright exterior, the goddess Mystra saw the ultimate darkness that symbolizes the end of all things and the endless silence at the end of the universe.”

"With his emergence, similar concepts will gradually spread."

"We cannot tolerate his continued activities in the kingdom. Lord Aaron, I am now asking you on behalf of the Holy Goddess Mystra, whose side are you going to side with?"

"Is she the Goddess of the Magic Network? Or the Lord of Humanity?"

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Storm Silverhand left, and Aaron fell into deep thought.

The ultimate darkness at the end of all things? The endless silence at the end of the universe?

If this was the Emperor's true nature beneath the surface of the Lord of Mankind, then why did he support himself? Not only did he give himself the power of "destined death", but he also bound Draconian to himself? Push yourself to become the fifth god of chaos?

What does the Emperor want?

Maybe I should find an opportunity to ask later.

Our lord of mankind is very thoughtful. His preparations for big chess games often start very early.

Aaron had no more choices at this time. From the moment he completed the Golden Law and was promoted to legend, his only goal was to become a god!

Faced with Storm Silverhand's inquiry, Aaron could not give an accurate answer, but not choosing to side with the Lord of Humanity immediately was an answer. Storm Silverhand could at least confirm that Elminster was right. Compared to the Lord of Mankind, Aaron is the one who is easier to discuss and talk to.

"Da~da~da~"

The crisp tapping sound of high heels approached, Bode Zonggui, Lady Julia, one of the new four Dukes of Bode, came to Aaron's side with a sweet smile. She had gorgeous long brown hair, a delicate face and a beautiful face. Her good figure and cool and unparalleled temperament attract the attention of people around her.

In order to attend the funeral today, Mrs. Julia specially changed into a standard mourning suit, a black long-sleeved women's shirt, and a pure black background purple lace hip-covering knee-length skirt. The length of the skirt just covered her knees.

The new Duchess of Bode's round and plump chest maintains a high curvature even under her shirt. A thin silver necklace hangs on her pink neck, with a black crystal in the middle as an embellishment. The first button of the top seemed like it could never be buttoned, revealing a little bit of pink skin.

Her slender waist and firm, round buttocks form an alluring arc. Her long and straight calves are wrapped in a pair of ultra-thin black spider velvet opaque pantyhose, plus a pair of black and red-soled pointed-toe high-heeled shoes. , making her already proud figure look even taller.

Mrs. Julia's graceful figure has her back to the people next to her. Following her steps, her body is swaying slightly, which has become the most beautiful scenery at this time. A pair of black silk legs are elegantly placed together, and the high-heeled shoes The tips of her feet were on the ground, and the thin stockings on the surface of her sharply curved calves shone in the reflection of the sun.

Starting today, Nestia will officially replace Lady Julia and participate in the rule of the city as one of the four Dukes of Baldur. This will be Aaron's first step in infiltrating Baldur's Gate.

Nestia also told Aaron that the oracle of Shar ordered the Dark Priest Nestia and another Drowviconia who believed in Shar to build the great temple of Shar under Baldur's Gate and spread the word. The teachings of the night.

Is this also part of your plan? Lady of the night?

Aaron couldn't help but secretly praise Shar's long-term plan. Compared with Su Lun and Mama who always wanted to do something one after another, Sister Shar really had a far-reaching plan that was interlocking and accomplished multiple goals in one move.

As for the distance between the two parties, it doesn't matter anymore. With Shar's artifact Sanye Sword, Nastia can easily go back and forth to the marked location in the mortal world through the Shadowfall Underworld, and the round trip only takes a minute or two.

"What's the matter? Lady Julia?"

"This girl has been looking for you, so I brought her." Mrs. Julia motioned to the girl behind her to come forward.

It's Imoen!

"It's bad, sensei!" The girl was about to burst into tears as soon as she saw Aaron: "Eboud, brother Eboud has been taken away!"

"What?" Aaron's pupils dilated slightly.

Chanem was captured?

Didn't I ask Barrel to keep an eye on them? Why was Chanem still taken away?

Wait, where are the Barriers?

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The Underdark, the Twisted Tower.

This place is the site of eternal war between the drow elves and the surface elves. The two sides have been fighting around this stronghold for thousands of years.

Today's situation is quite special. Since the Spider Queen has not responded to any prayers recently, the drow temporarily retreated and gave up some areas to gain buffer space and wait for the next opportunity to counterattack.

In the empty skeleton tunnel, a fat sun elf man was digging hard for something.

found it!

Barrel growled excitedly. He wiped the sweat off his face and dug out the treasures hidden under the endless piles of corpses and garbage.

The Sword of War is indeed here!

The war sword of the three holy swords of the elves was obtained by me, Barrel-Moonflower!

The next goal: With the help of Lord Aaron, become the crowned king of Cormanthor!

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