Crown of Chaos

Why is Asdalen here?

Aaron's expression immediately changed after a brief surprise.

Oops! This vampire has the potential to blow their cover and expose their whereabouts.

You must know that Aaron and others appeared in Avernus prepared to disguise themselves. They disguised themselves as merchants who came to Avernus to trade, and obtained the special trading order from the Devil Archduke.

It's not surprising that Asdalen recognized himself, but how did he recognize Nestia?

The vampire was still waiting to say anything, and Aaron quickly made a "stop" gesture. At this time, Asdalen realized the problem, and the white-haired vampire beauty in the bunny girl costume stopped talking.

But it's too late.

"Do you know each other?" The business lord Mahathir immediately noticed the unusual interactions between several people. His shrewd, philistine and hospitable face changed slightly, and he immediately realized the new business opportunity.

"This vampire?" Aaron responded very quickly: "His name is Asdalen. He was my slave before, but I have sold him to a businessman in Baldur's Gate. I don't know why he appears here. .”

"Slave?" The business lord Mahad was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly. The business lord dressed as a big Calimshan businessman walked up to Asdalen and put his hands on the white-haired handsome man's perky buttocks. He patted the ground and said: "Is this a top quality thing? You actually sold him? Your slave is so useful, and now he is mine!"

"So I was also surprised why I met him here." Aaron pondered for a moment and asked, "Can you tell me how he appeared here?"

"Obviously Morgan has not taught you the rules here." Mahathir pointed a finger at Aaron: "One question, one soul coin, these are the rules."

Aaron glanced at the frustrated Asdalen, and finally threw a soul coin in front of the other person's longing expression.

"Wow, the hum of the soul coins spinning in the air, I will never get tired of hearing it in ten thousand years." Mahathir immediately flicked his sleeves, collected the soul coins, and then told Asdalen's origins Come.

The origin of vampires is very simple. The wandering shopping mall always moves continuously in Avernus, the first level of hell. Mahathir's wandering fleet does business here with all creatures in the multiverse, including demons. He refuses no one who comes.

Mahathir's favorite guest is called Mordenkainen, the mage lord of Eight Leaves who is always generous with his gifts.

Anyone or non-human beings can enjoy the ultimate service in the wandering mall, but the law of the wandering caravan is equal exchange. Just as Aaron needs soul coins to ask questions, when the down-and-out Asdalen was killed by a group of bloody devils. When he was chased and fled to the vicinity of the stray convoy to seek help, he naturally fell into Mahathir's debt.

Unfortunately, the vampire was unable to pay the amount, so he was enslaved by Mahadi. Of course, the business lord followed the rules. According to the trade license granted to him by Asmodeus, the Lord of the Nine Hells, Mahadi had Quan takes a person who cannot pay the commission as a servant and waits until he has earned enough money for himself to redeem himself.

Asdalen originally wanted to use this caravan to get rid of his pursuers, but in turn he was controlled by the caravan. The good strength he relied on was of no use in the face of the laws of hell - according to the trade license contract, all guests who were unable to pay their bills They will all be controlled by a nine-ring "command spell". Unless the guests have the ability to resist the effects of the nine-ring magic, they can only be enslaved by Mahathir as slaves until the business lord deems it enough.

This is hell. Lawful evil is the law of hell. If you don't like it, don't play.

If the bottomless abyss is a place where strength is king and those with strong soldiers and horses are the emperor, then the nine levels of hell are the holy land for lawsuit sticks and official immortals - everything must follow rules here. The arena is not about fighting and killing; Human relationships, worldly laws and contracts.

Having said this, the expression on Asdalen's face was humiliating and frustrated, and what made him feel even more strange was the sight of the bald singer Morgan.

This guy's eyes lit up from the moment he saw Asdalen, and his eyes never left his waist and face!

It's over now!

Sure enough, the bald singer Morgan said: "I like him very much, Mahathir, how much does he owe you?"

"One hellish bliss feast costs 1 soul coin, two water baths cost 2 soul coins, and one special service costs 4 soul coins. Finally, provide him with a high-quality accommodation and shelter service, find him delicious blood for 5 soul coins, and provide him with a temporary care fee of 1 soul coin." Soul coin." Mahathir was a little reluctant to part with it. Of course he knew that the value of this handsome white-haired vampire should be more than that.

But this is the rule of hell, no matter how much it is, no contract or law can be violated, at least not directly.

"Deal." Morgan threw out a money bag: "The cost of food and accommodation is also included."

"You are always so straightforward, my friend." The business lord grinned. Any business that could be done would make Mahathir happy: "Hell's Paradise City welcomes you!"

Behind Mahathir, the hell chariot tent opened wide, revealing a portal to the demiplane.

There is a strange notice at the entrance that can be read in all languages, stating simply: "Everyone is welcome here. No fighting! No spellcasting! No exceptions!"

"Let's go, my dear!" Morgan hugged Asdalen's neck: "What a coincidence, what a coincidence~"

The white-haired vampire subconsciously tightened his legs.

Just out of the devil's den, and into the wolf's den again? ? ?

…………

If Wandering Mall is like an oasis in the Avernus Desert, then Hell's Paradise City is like the Las Vegas casino that Aaron saw in pictures in his previous life. Every corner here is equipped with the most luxurious equipment. Decoration, luxury, music, and the best service in the multiverse.

Two Anzu demons stood at the gate decorated with gold gargoyle sculptures in Hell's Paradise City. They were followed by twenty or thirty little devils. Unlike the devils who were fighting crazy and bloody battles outside, the Anzu demons were arrogant but very polite. The little devils, on the other hand, were extremely flattering, spouting flattering words one after another, which made Aaron feel that they were not devils but candidates preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination.

According to Morgan, these little devils are called "junket boys" and are responsible for taking guests into Hell's Paradise City for consumption. The more they consume, the more commissions they earn, and the more commissions they earn, the more likely they are to be promoted.

This is an out-and-out fat job, no wonder the little devils are so enthusiastic.

Anzu Demons provide messaging and mailing services, coin exchange services and notarization services. One message is worth 1 soul coin, express delivery of less than 5 pounds is 1 soul coin, express delivery of more than 5 pounds and less than 50 pounds is 2 soul coins, and express delivery is special. An additional 1 soul coin is added to the service.

Today's hell exchange rate is Cormyr 93/108 Golden Lion Coin = 1 Soul Coin.

Currency exchange services for almost all civilizations in the entire multiverse are provided here.

As for the notary service, Anzu Mo will charge a commission of 1 soul coin for the notary service. If the notary service involves an absent soul, an additional 1 soul coin will be charged. If the notary service involves celestial beings, then the commission will be charged. It will be increased to 10.

What’s more interesting is that if there is a dispute in the notary service, Anzumo will really attend the hell court in the fourth prison on behalf of the notary. They will argue for the notary as a defense lawyer and produce the notarization contract. The employer strives for interests, and the Hell Demon Judge, under the influence of the Taichu Contract, will make a judgment impartially based on the contract regulations and the arguments of both parties.

Any wonderful debate will make Anzu Demon look differently from the big devils and win the opportunity for promotion.

Hell is such a very strange place. The devils will try every means to take away every gold coin in your wallet. They will use every means to try to trick you into signing a contract to sacrifice your soul. They will work hard to deliberately create something in the contract. Or looking for loopholes, but other than that, the devils will not and cannot force or use magic to control mortals to sign contracts, so the devil's contract is the most reliable thing in the multiverse, and there is almost no one.

Junket Operator took Aaron and others to an extremely luxuriously decorated box. The living environment here was even better than the Obeszil Palace in Cormyr. In Anomin's words, "This place is comparable to my father's." "The palace", and as for Nestia's description, "Compared with it, Menzoberranzan is like a stinking ditch in the countryside."

Several people sat down, and Aaron finally asked Asdalen, what happened, and why did he appear here?

When Asdalen was in this situation, he naturally did not dare to hide anything anymore and told Aaron and others about his experience.

During the Battle of Baldur's Gate, his master Khazador was hit by a warpstone nuclear bomb and was killed on the spot. Asdairon got rid of his identity as a blood slave and happened to be favored by Slaanesh. Lun led the way and obtained the stabbing sword given by Slaanesh, returned to the deepest part of Kazador Manor, and pierced his own body, which was still sleeping in the coffin, with a sword.

In this way, the high vampire lord Kazadol was inexplicably tragic.

Killing the master, truly getting rid of slavery, Asdelon began to count the master's property. He first dismissed the servants of the manor, and then delivered most of the property of Kazador to Nestia, while he himself I left a small part behind and planned to find a place to live a good life.

However, it was while inventorying Kazador's property that Asdalen discovered Kazador's information about "Vampire Ascension".

Kazador has been preparing an "ascension" ritual. According to the research of advanced vampires, the ascension ritual can create a perfect legendary vampire who is not afraid of sunlight, is not restricted by the laws of the multiverse, and can move freely.

The perfect vampire.

This ritual requires a large number of props, and after these years, Kazador has prepared most of them.

Asdalen immediately had a second thought.

Isn't this master's ascension ceremony just for me?

His Highness Ben Asdalen is about to become the master!

The white-haired beauty immediately inherited Kazador's legacy and prepared for the ascension ceremony.

Asdalen immediately regretted his previous move to hand over most of his wealth, because he found that the props for the ceremony were incomplete, and some props were still missing. No one knew what would happen then.

What are you afraid of? Starving the timid to death and starving the bold to death. I must realize that this may be my only chance in this life!

Asdalen decided to do it!

Ascend! ! !

"Looking at you like this, it seems that the ascension ceremony has failed." Aaron couldn't help but laugh as he watched Asdalen describe his experience passionately: "So you fell into Avernus?"

"It failed, but...well, I mean, it didn't completely fail." Asdalen felt proud and embarrassed at the same time, awkwardly describing what happened next.

The ascension ceremony was not successful. When the ascension ceremony was about to reach its end, a voice from the abyss sounded at the ceremony site.

Not enough people!

Asdalen fell into the twelfth layer of the bottomless abyss, the plane of the Twelve Trees.

Originally, the power of the abyss would instantly tear this failed vampire into pieces. How could he resist the will of the abyss?

However, Asdalen's ascension failed, but the ritual did not completely fail. This ritual activated and strengthened the power of the Mark of Slaanesh!

The Prince of Darkness heard the vampire's call from outside the multiverse, and he stepped in to save Asdalen.

"Then how did you end up in hell?" Aaron was filled with admiration after hearing this. Asdalen's legendary experience could already write a novel.

"A bloody battle, a bloody battle!" Asdalen shook his head in pain: "I went to the Abyss Plains to find a way back to Baldur's Gate, but I happened to encounter a bloody battle in the Abyss recruiting troops, so I was forcibly recruited. I joined the succubus army and followed the Styx to Avernus. In Avernus, the 13th legion I was in was defeated by the devil Archduke Zariel. I escaped desperately, and there were several devils. Damn, they were still chasing me, and I kept running away, until I met Wandering Mall... You all know what happened next."

The way the demons recruit their bloody armies is very simple and crude.

Either join the bloody battle in the abyss or die.

Due to the influence of the Mark of Slaanesh, Asdalen makes other demons think that he is also a demon.

We demons are all very simple, and we are all born for bloody battles!

Aaron nodded, and that made sense.

Several people were silent for a while, all interested in Asdalen's experience.

"Asdalen, your Lord Aaron seems to be thirsty. Go to the bar and give him a glass of raspberry juice." The bald singer Morgan suddenly said.

"Morgan, do you think I can't drink water by myself?" Aaron was a little strange, he smiled.

"I'll go, I'll go." Asdalen didn't doubt that he was there. Even though the vampire was full of complaints, he still went to the bar to order drinks, and his movements were very skillful. He had obviously been working here for a while.

In the box, looking at Asdalen's back, Morgan breathed a sigh of relief: "That'll be fine."

"What's good? Morgan, do you like him?" Nastia said with a smile.

"No, I mean, here is the gift for Six Fingers." The bald singer interlocked his fingers, and his golden glasses reflected the light, hiding his eyes filled with hell flames behind the lenses: "In Before, I have been worried about whether the gift I prepared can impress Liu Fing and give us a chance to be close to the Silver Palace and Waking."

"The moment I saw this vampire, I knew that we had something that could make the six fingers feel 'little deer bumping'." The bald singer's expression was vicious and greedy: "We can only let this vampire sacrifice for our great cause. Yes, for our grand cause, this is a necessary sacrifice, I am not discussing it with you, do you understand?"

Asdalen, who was ordering food at the bar, suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing behind his chrysanthemums.

It should, it should be fine, right? !

Lord Aaron will take me out of hell, the Prince of Darkness has promised me!

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