Crown of Chaos

The emperor's eyes were like a burning war hammer, and the pale flame flowing from his body was like a red-hot anvil, beating and hitting Aaron's reason, causing him to bend his head in pain. Waist, he breathed greedily, trying to absorb some cold air from the cold endless void. He felt that his body was being cut repeatedly by a thousand blunt knives, his flesh and blood was being dismembered, and the vitality of his soul was being destroyed by the Emperor. The cold eyes engulfed him, and the white fire ignited in his body not only gave him strength, but also destroyed him.

Suddenly Aaron turned into a sensitive flesh ball again, rolling in the sea of ​​​​knives and fire. Any touch would cause a heartbreaking burning sensation.

A waterfall of sweat flowed down Aaron's forehead like water, and the light of the Golden Law could not replace the pain he endured. His waist became even more bent, spinning in the void like a cooked crayfish. At first, his throat struggled to hum to express the pain, but by the end, Aaron didn't even have the strength to hum.

Opposite him, the Emperor always had a cold expression. He was indifferent to Aaron's pain. On the contrary, the Emperor himself was suffering indescribable pain.

The difference is that the Emperor has long been used to it, while Aaron has experienced it too little.

"Such, such pain..." Aaron was out of breath: "Your Majesty... you..."

"This kind of pain is not as good as what Malcador felt on the Golden Throne." The emperor always remained indifferent. Only the twitching muscles on his face and the trembling hands from time to time showed that the Lord of Humanity was also suffering from similar pain: "Pull, hold on!"

"I will... insist!"

Faced with our ashes, noble people will shed tears.

Aaron gasped hard: "Your Majesty can do it, and so can I!"

The emperor nodded, and the six-meter-tall black-haired Indo-European golden man from Asia Minor clenched his fists. He stared at Aaron, his eyes seemed to engulf Aaron, even though he was spinning in the void in pain, Aaron He could still feel the power in the Emperor's eyes. He stared at Aaron, waiting, watching, and expecting.

What is the Emperor waiting for? Are you waiting for the moment when Aaron takes over the authority of the Lord of Darkness and lets him untie him? Is it because you can’t bear the departure of your once best friend and the failure of your ten-thousand-year ambition? Or are you prepared to witness the fusion of the Golden Law and the Death of Destiny, the moment when a new prototype of the Chaos God rises in front of him?

Aaron didn't know, he just knew he was in pain.

The white flames began to erode into the core area of ​​his body. The bone-eroding pain made Aaron feel that his world was darkening. The colorful starry sky and the universe gradually turned into black and white dots and threads. Every point and every line represents The connection between matters, which is the origin of the Golden Law.

He saw the nature of the universe.

Then he saw more: at the point of every thing, there is a fatal "dead point" and "dead line". The power of the white flame will pass through the dead point and the dead line to give every living creature the power of death. The concept of "death" is obliterated from its roots.

One, another, and many more, brand new worlds entered Aaron's mind. The white flames dried out his heart, evaporated his blood, and entered his brain along his throat.

Destroy first, then reassemble.

The Emperor's teachings continued. At this time, the pale Emperor's side was flickering in and out, and the Emperor could no longer conceal his pain. His facial features were wrinkled, and black and white blood flowed from his nostrils. The blood flowed out, and a staccato sound came from his throat.

"Your Majesty! I can!" Aaron howled with the last of his voice.

"Very...good." The emperor's right hand clenched tightly. As the white light flow gradually weakened, this extremely painful ceremony began to go silent, and the original power that maintained the pale emperor was transferred to Aaron's body. , and the long-lost humanity that has been suppressed for thousands of years begins to return.

In the throne room of the Holy Palace of Terra, what was originally the road to human destiny's redemption was now only the bare witchcraft bacon on the golden throne. A new power suddenly emerged from this shriveled corpse.

This seemed to be just an illusion, and the palace's underground palace only flickered for a moment before falling into darkness again.

But things began to change. The golden law ring pattern gradually appeared on the wall of the webway that was destroyed by the stupid Thousand Sons Primarch Magnus using psychic communication, and its power began to increase at an extremely slow angle. The broken gaps were repaired.

The Emperor's answer was calm and content.

"It's worth it."

This sentence fell on Aaron's ears, and it was as thrilling as a thunderbolt. He had agreed to this deal before, just because he was favored by the emperor and the power that came to him in vain. He himself had already made enemies in the multiverse. Countless, it is naturally better to have the power of white flames. If there is more, it is because I am moved by the emperor's true "great love".

Suddenly hearing the words "It's worth it", Aaron just realized why Malcador voluntarily sat on the throne, why those countless heroic heroes in the Great Crusade appeared for their ideals, and why the Emperor sat on the throne. After enduring tens of millions of years of torture on the Golden Throne, why does the Dark Angel always emphasize that "loyalty itself is the best reward for loyalty".

Because "it's worth it".

Lonely, only the white flames were burning his body.

Silence, only the rapid breathing stimulated his senses.

Before Aaron was completely reduced to ashes in the White Fire, a golden figure emerged from his old body.

"Welcome back, La."

In the void of the endless ladder, the reborn Aaron and the Emperor walked together in the stream of starry light.

"I have condensed a small part of my white flame into a source seed and sealed it in your body, in your right eye. When you need to use it, you can summon its power at any time... However, the country has its own Your own laws, if you want to reproduce the power I used to kill Horus in a duel, you need to integrate it into the operating logic of the kingdom itself." The emperor stopped: "That is, the god of death Sex and the Priesthood, Eboud, Shavrok, Aemon, Baal, Cyric.”

"Your strength is still significantly different from that of the Prime Primarchs. Use the White Flame Source Seed I gave you appropriately and let it grow with you."

"I'm already doing it." Aaron nodded, he stretched out his fingertips, white flames flowed along his fingers, which contained the power of destruction and "nothing". This power comes from the end of the universe and symbolizes the ultimate dark.

"You also need to pay attention to one thing. The power of white flame is not controllable by the four gods and is not their domain, so they will not have other ideas about you gaining this power, but... there are other possibilities to become a god. Those who will try to kill you and seize your power, such as...the dead Horus, such as the original demon prince Be'lak, such as Warmaster Abaddon, and others..."

"Generalissimo of Chaos Apocalypse, Archaon." Aaron said.

"You will face them yourself," the Emperor interrupted, his thoughts distracted by the void around him. "But there will always be someone to take over the position of the challenger. I have foreseen it. This is generally the law of the world. When an enemy falls, a new enemy will appear, learn from the experience and lessons of Horus, and then come back."

"I will use the power of Draconion to cut off cause and effect and control reincarnation." Aaron was full of confidence in this: "I am the Lord of Reincarnation."

"This is exactly why I sent you here, La, I wish you good luck." The emperor's figure gradually faded, and he was silent for a while before disappearing, and then added: "If you can, help me Deal with the smuggled Petrabo and Lorgar, if you can, don’t kill them, send them to me.”

"Luojia must be so happy." Aaron squeezed out a sarcastic expression: "The truth, he is the only one who has understood the truth!"

"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth." The emperor cast his sights towards the end of the void of the great wheel around the endless ladder: "Now, truth has become a fallacy, and lies have become truth."

"I'm not a god, La, you are."

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The Emperor left.

Aaron returned to the endless ladder, with only the echo of nothingness in the empty universe around him.

The silver spiral staircase has neither railings nor directional signs. There are only stairs leading to the upper, lower and surrounding planes. Many stairs extend to 10,000 meters away. At the end of these stairs, there is a portal that leads to other places. other worlds.

There are occasionally some decorations on the stairs in front of the portal, such as some ivy hanging in front of a portal dotted with fine sand, and some portals are damp and cracked.

No one can understand all the mysteries of the Endless Ladder, not even the gods, but some aborigines have an extremely deep understanding of this place.

Yes, there are actually many creatures living on the ladder in the Endless Ladder. There are even many merchants and adventurers selling weapons and equipment, magic items, food and drinks in the Endless Ladder. It is said that sometimes you can see people doing things in various planes of the multiverse. The penguins who trade planes, the rare treasures they carry may have the power to shake the order of the entire multiverse.

In addition, wandering demons, wild animals, lost travelers, adventure teams heading to other worlds, and creatures from outer planes will also be encountered occasionally in the endless ladder.

Like the Emperor, like the weird team that went to save Watkin?

Unfortunately and fortunately, Aaron didn't have to spend much time climbing the ladder, as the door to hell was not far away.

So, let’s get started!

It took Aaron about 20 minutes to reach the gate of hell. He took a deep breath and leaned his body into the portal.

Boo~ Boo hoo hoo~

The moment Aaron stepped out of the portal, he felt that his eardrums were about to burst. The noise that hit his face made his eyes dizzy and his scalp numb. He was instantly transformed from the endless silent void of the universe to the bustling hell. Layer, the contrast made Aaron very uncomfortable.

He began to understand a little bit why Shar hated Suellen so much.

Looking up, Aaron found himself standing on a red hillside. The smell of sulfur and tar that hit his face made him almost feel like he had returned to the car repair shop in his previous life. In the distance, the whole world was struggling in the scorching heat, and the wind Crawling hard in the broken earth, there are no white clouds in the sky, and the lifeless earth does not leave any shade for travelers.

Avernus has arrived.

From time to time, under the ugly clouds in the dark sky, meteors streak across and fall to the ground.

The ambient light source below the horizon at the end of the tunnel is constantly diffused, as if illuminated by nine sunsets, but there are no actual celestial bodies in the sky - no sun, no moon or stars, there is only twilight in the sky, making it impossible to determine the time. passage.

The atmosphere reeked of sulfur and burning tar, and scorching winds blew through the inferno, howling and washing over the land below. Sometimes these winds whip up huge sandstorms that can peel flesh off bones and plunge everything into darkness.

Biting gnats, yellow spring swarms, and blood-sucking stirges patrol the skies, looking for any source of blood to feast upon.

The scale of the insect swarm can be so large that it can cover the sky and the sun, and the vibration of its wings is enough to burst the eardrums. In the distance visible to the naked eye, thousands of bloated demons - blind, bloated, abandoned and cursed people - Wandering there like a groaning lake of flesh enduring pain in search of food.

Magma erupted from the ground from time to time, and the coldness and murderous intent that emerged from it made Aaron almost think that this was the demonic realm of Khorne. However, unlike Khorne's Ironfire Castle and Brass Forge, all the buildings located here were Known for their extreme order and defense, hundreds of gray fortresses built of stone and plastic steel are witnessing the continuation of an endless bloody battle. This war between order and chaos in the multiverse will never see an end.

Dull, brutal, but indestructible.

Rows of turrets and spiers stand on the red plain. Under the command of the mid-level devils, the little devils work hard. They exchange life and death work for a little bit of insignificant power to survive, and they are facing the eternal bloody battle. It is said that the deaths that occur every day in Avernus are only an insignificant part of life here.

Steel, fire, faith!

Aaron jokingly discovered a truth - rather than saying that this place is like the realm of Khorne, it is more like the Imperial Palace in the Horus Heresy. During the overtime construction of the castle-loving demon Archduke Dorn, every one of them The areas that the devil still controlled were reshaped into a fortress with layers of weapons. Aaron could hear the never-ending sound of hammering and cutting stones. He could smell the rising dust and the exhaust gas from the devil's factory. They are working in the never-ending day He has created for them.

All for the eternal bloody battle!

That's right, this is the never-ending great battle between chaos and order in the multiverse - the forefront of the bloody battle, Avernus, the first level of hell!

Aaron recalled the knowledge that Elminster and Morgan had given him. Avernus had not always been the war-torn and devastated place it is now.

According to Elminster's book, long ago, Avernus was created by Asmodeus to tempt mortals to fall. The Lord of the Nine Hells personally created patches of idyllic beauty and luxurious gardens to expand into the multiverse. Showing us that Hell in Baator can also have its own Heaven!

But the endless waves of salivating demons invaded by the Styx destroyed this paradise, leaving only layers of bones, ruins and war machines.

Fragments of cities stolen from other planes of Hell, remnants of Avernus's past beauty, the remnants of defeated Celestial legions, and the tombs of countless ancient travelers litter the wastes of Avernus.

Aaron had already seen a group of Baatezu demons and a small group of Tanar'ri demons fighting not far away. He instinctively wanted to use his power, but at this moment, a strong sense of confusion and heavy oppression quickly Coming!

Plane suppression!

The Nine Hells don’t like Aaron and the aura of chaos in him! This plane began to instinctively reject Aaron's existence. It responded with malice to Aaron's appearance and tried to expel him.

"Aaron!"

At this moment, a voice not far away called Aaron.

The bald singer and his group came quickly, and Nestia immediately grabbed Aaron's sleeve and took him behind a hill.

"What's going on? Where have you been? We've been waiting for you for a long time." The dark elf sister was obviously very uncomfortable. She put an amethyst ring into Aaron's palm: "Quick, wearing this will make you Feel better."

"Hehehe~ I didn't expect it. I'm back again. Hell, Avernus, eternal bloody battle!" Samir stretched out his waist with difficulty. The warlock and chaos warrior looked pale. Obviously, the evil camp is the strongest in hell. Uncomfortable: "Well, I feel bad..."

An Nuoming nodded towards Aaron. He didn't speak, but it could be felt from his face that he was equally uncomfortable.

"Wait a moment, the convoy I contacted will take some time to arrive." The bald singer Morgan had a comfortable expression on his face. He played with the ring in his hand: "Remember, we are here to do business in Avernus. of."

"I thought you had prepared everything." Aaron put the amethyst ring on his finger, and immediately felt that the rejection of the plane became much lighter.

"Stupid Zariel." Morgan got angry when he talked about this matter: "There was no need to go to such trouble in the first place."

"When Bayer was still here, except for a few main battlefields, Avernus was free to pass everywhere else. Only that crazy woman was thinking about war and war, which delayed our business!"

"Can Zariel get out of Avernus with her fortress?"

"All of us hell merchants are extremely looking forward to the return of the old Archduke Beyer."

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