Crown of Chaos

A large, wet, papery bladder floats above the floor of Hell. Angelic figures with feathered wings clung to its surface, their bodies struggling futilely under layers of sticky material, like flies in amber. There are chains at the base of the structure that bind it to this hellscape.

They looked like angels.

But in fact, angels have been dead for thousands of years. During the most intense years of the bloody battle in the Abyss, millions of angels once attacked Baator Hell. The angels caused a devastating blow to Baator Hell, but Victory is always short-lived, and the corruption and corruption of this plane is enough to quickly wipe the victory of the angels from the face of the earth and take it with corruption and corruption.

In the end, just like the failure of the Elas who once made an all-out attack on the Abyss, only a few thousand of the millions of angels managed to escape and retreated from Baator Hell, while the other angels either became Baator Hell The fallen angels and demons of lust either become the devil's trophies, which is the angel head belt around Bayer's waist, or they become a type of ruins on the surface of the earth.

For example, what appeared in front of Aaron and others were the ruins left by the angels. Avernus was full of ruins.

These creatures were once angels, or at least the bodies of angels, but after they fell in the bloody battle, their bodies were occupied by the local creatures of Avernus.

Throughout Avernus, colonies of aggressive wasps build vast lairs out of the corpses of slain angels and other fallen celestial beings. The structure possesses a magical buoyancy and must be chained to the surface of Avernus. The cocooned angels writhe eerily as the larvae inside them writhe, creating the illusion that they are still alive.

The hell chariot roared past, the angel ruins in the distance were twisting, and strings of maggots crawled out of the loose and rotten faces of the angel corpses. Upon seeing this, Aaron suddenly asked Samir: "Zariel is still alive. What?"

Samir leaned lazily on the pillow: "It depends on how you define alive."

"After angels transform into devils, they may still remember the past when they were angels, and they may still have emotions. Devils are not completely rational and profit-seeking creatures, and they will occasionally show their likes and dislikes." Morgan, the big devil driving the hell chariot, said: "But this requires an opportunity, an opportunity for the devil to suddenly recall the past."

"For example, my opportunity was when I was sorting out the bills for Grand Duke Maman. I suddenly recalled that I still had a bill that I had not paid. My partner was still waiting for my payment, and I still had a shortfall. I'm just short of a sum of money, and this crazy obsession makes me gradually recall the past when I was still a mortal." Morgan smiled: "Zariel is definitely still alive, but her soul needs something to awaken. "

"Are you awake?" Aaron pinched his chin, recalling the sky blue hair on Eleanor's chest.

Zariel's hair.

No wonder Zariel has always wanted to kill Eleanor and reclaim that hair, because it might be the key to awakening Zariel's remaining angelic nature.

"Can we go and see the scene of the bloody battle?" Aaron suddenly said: "I want to take a look at Zariel."

"Scene? Are you serious?" Morgan exclaimed, "I've already booked a ferry!"

"Go, go and have a look." Aaron narrowed his eyes: "Not only do I want to see it, but the four gods behind me also want to see it."

"But..." Before Morgan could say anything more, Aaron had already held down his arm with a half-smile: "Mr. Morgan, you don't want to lose the support of the four powerful gods behind me. Losing them can help you untie the shackles of the Taichu Contract." opportunity, right?"

"……All right."

The hell chariot turned and rushed towards the front of the bloody battle.

"No! No! No!" Asdalen, who was taken into the hell chariot, screamed helplessly and waved his arms: "Stop, stop, what are you doing? Am I okay? It was easy to escape from the bloody battle, why do you want to go back? Wait, this is not the way to Baldur's Gate, I want to get off, I want to get off!!!"

"Are you?" Aaron and the others laughed horribly. The hell chariot carried the vampire and rushed towards the point of no return at the scene of the bloody battle.

Along the way, Asdalen's screams could be heard.

It was of no use. With the thick fog rising into the sky, the traces of magic explosions, and the commotion, everyone realized that the battlefield of the bloody battle had arrived.

What appeared before everyone's eyes was a scene that could be described as terrifying - on the banks of the flowing River Styx, an army of hundreds of thousands of bloody demons were gathering.

The strange and bizarre abyss demons were piled together haphazardly. They roared, fought, and killed. They rolled out of the river in lumps like a mudslide coming from the end of the Styx, and then gradually They cover the entire plain visible to the naked eye, and are so numerous that they extend to the end of the horizon without any sign of interruption.

The team of demons is like a sardine barrel that has been forcibly packed together. The high-level demons are holding high the battle flag, the middle-level demons control their subordinates, and the low-level demons are biting endlessly. , fighting, and pushing each other, these demons don't look like an army at all, but like a group of temporarily recruited refugees. The low-level little demons huddle together, and every step forward will produce a large number of deserters, constantly Some demons escaped from the team, blended into other arrays, and even rushed into the plains of Avernus.

Aaron witnessed with his own eyes an entire demon army that had just entered Avernus and fled for about a third of it. As the leader of the army, Flo Demon kept screaming, but it was unable to control the army. It killed him with his own hands. Deserters died one after another, but they were unable to maintain the scattered discipline of the demons. Flomo holding the flag was like a dung beetle pushing a ball of dung, and could only use his body to forcefully push the demon legions one after another. go ahead.

While advancing, the demon army itself was also fighting in a melee. The tauren and jackals were fighting as they walked. The wild boars of the abyss were swallowed up by the mid-level mad war demons as spare food. The original demons, abnormal demons, and coward demons The number of people is decreasing every minute and every second, and the chaos is like a group of homeless beggars.

But it doesn't matter, because the number of demons coming from the Styx River continuously replenishes the consumption of the bloody battle. The rolling mudslides rush towards the devil's steel fortress at a slow but determined speed. Hundreds of trickles crowd each other to form mudslides, rolling A huge black wave of filth rushed towards Avernus.

For thousands of years, a small outline of the eternal bloody battle was an invasion of hundreds of thousands.

As the bloody battle army further gathered, high-level demons began to appear.

The Succubus Queen, the Gnoll King, the Faceless King, the Minotaur King, the Trickster Lord, the Undead Lord, and the Fungus Lady.

War flags were raised one after another, and the high-level demons of the abyss lords appeared one by one. The tall six-armed snake demon was surrounded by enchanted demons. The giant bull demon shouted the name of Baphomet, and the Balor Balrog whipped The fire whip was used to drive the Fire-Burning Demon and the Soul-Calling Demon forward. In just a few dozen minutes, the number of demons fighting in a bloody battle had approached one million.

Opposite them, the devil's steel fortress group showed no response. Except for the devil soldiers running back and forth on the city wall, there seemed to be no movement.

Half of it is like a tsunami, and the other half is like a silent glacier.

"This is... a bloody battle." The hell chariot of Aaron and others hid behind a hill next to a lake of blood. They gave themselves an invisibility technique and disguise, and looked at the bottomless battlefield from a distance. He greedily breathed the sulfurous tar smell in the air, and when he saw hundreds of bloody demon legions rolling forward, the power of Khorne in his body was about to explode.

You won’t call me for a bloody battle, right?

The roar of Khorne passed faintly past Aaron's ears.

This is what I want! This is what I want!

Tell hell, tell abyss, add me! Just wait for me!

Wait! ! !

A new mission from Khorne has been given.

He also wants to participate in the bloody battle of the abyss!

All the eighth-level Khorne demons under it are already hungry and thirsty. Tens of billions of Khorne demons are always ready, waiting for Aaron to find a way to open the portal and parachute into Avernus tonight.

Aaron has temporarily blocked Khorne's urgent demands. Now is not the time to set off the ultimate storm in the multiverse.

He just focused all his attention on the scene of the bloody battle.

Soon, a giant Balor demon appeared. He was holding a super-large military flag with the mark of the two-headed baboon Demogorgon on it. Under the arms of a group of ape demons, the giant Balor The Balrog came to the middle of the bloody battle army.

Its body is obviously larger than other Balor Balrogs, and its expression is more ferocious and violent.

It seems that it is the commander of this bloody battle.

The bloody battle in the multiverse is going on every day. This never-ending bloody battle has no end in sight. No abyss lord dares to say that he is the eternal winner, and no one can guarantee that he can laugh until the end. Everyone has a day when their luck runs out.

Ever since the Chaos War launched by the Demon Mother Cang Ye and the Demon Prince Wolf Spider Miska, the abyss lords have rarely participated in the war in person.

As for the devil princes of the Nine Hells, except for the madman Zariel, none of the devil princes in the past generations would personally participate in the bloody battle. The ones who really participated in the bloody battle were the "Eight Demon Generals" of Avernus, the eight strongest Devil generals, they are always fighting on the front lines.

Death in a bloody battle is permanent death, and no powerful being is willing to take such a risk easily.

Those who are willing to take these risks are the devils and demons who are eager for promotion and advancement.

The tsunami-like chaos among millions of demons stopped instantly. The chaos of the demons was temporarily interrupted the moment they saw Demogorgon's flag. They were waiting for the orders of the commander of the bloody battle.

"The Demon Prince," Aaron whispered.

Yes, the demons are disordered, the demons are crazy, and even after they are organized into a legion, the demons are still a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps. They will fight to the death because they like it, and they will also fight each other because of their chaotic nature. Massacre.

At this time, there is a need for a being who can control many demons throughout the bottomless abyss to fight bloody battles.

This is the Daemon Prince, just like Chaos needs an Eternal Chosen One.

The super-giant Balor Balor didn't have any passionate speeches or extraneous movements. It just hammered its chest twice with the hand holding the whip, raised its giant ax and pointed at the devil's steel fortress.

"Hey! Hey! Roar!"

These three roars of unknown meaning were like igniting the flames of dry wood, instantly igniting the passion of millions of demons. Among them, the roar of mountains and tsunamis connected from a point between heaven and earth to form a sound that covered Afu The Iron Curtain in the Nas Sky.

The war has begun!

The huge demon army rushed straight towards the devil's steel fortress. This chaotic army had no discipline at all. Every low-level demon rushed towards the devil's defensive position.

In contrast, the demons were calm and terrifying, and the first wave of thousands of demons disappeared in the blink of an eye under a series of coldly gleaming war instruments and defense devices.

But it doesn't matter, the devils will not cheer for victory, and the devils will not be shaken by this little loss.

The war of attrition has begun!

The demons charged like waves, again and again, wave after wave. It was clear that they wanted to use the human sea tactic to pile up the devil's fortress, and use the number of cannon fodder to consume the devil's ammunition and equipment reserves. Every attack on the devil required The losses were tens of thousands, but there were endless demons coming from the River Styx to participate in the bloody battle, and the demon army guarding the fortress was decreasing every minute and every second.

This is a confrontation on the order of millions. There is no end to the size of the demon army. Every corner of the sight is filled with demons. After a long time, the eyes will get sore.

"Is this a bloody battle?" Nestia opened her eyes today. The dark elf sister held Aaron's arm and suddenly smiled freely: "I feel that compared with the bloody battle, the war between the underdark and the surface is basically a village war."

"It's just a village war." Aaron also has a feeling that compared to the bloody battle, the war he is experiencing now is really just a small showdown. The battle of Arabelle, a war with tens of thousands of people, is nothing compared to the bloody battle. Just the number of people killed in one charge.

And the most terrible thing is that there is no end in sight to the bloody battle. Countless demons are born in the bottomless abyss every day. Only a small part of them come to participate in the bloody battle. This small part is millions in size.

No wonder the ancient gods got tired of bloody battles early on and left it to the angels led by Asmodeus to deal with it. No wonder the devils always have a sense of "responsibility" and feel that if it weren't for them, the multiverse would have been destroyed by the abyss. Demons drown.

Perhaps AO should appoint Asmodeus as the "God of Responsibility".

"Let's go, this kind of battle will last for a long time." Seeing that Aaron was still watching, Morgan was already a little impatient: "I know you haven't seen it, so I will satisfy you once, but for hell, this is often The scenery we all see, sometimes there are more demons, sometimes there are less demons, sometimes the demons win, sometimes it's the devils, occasionally we push the battle line to the Abyss Plains, and occasionally the demons capture a few of Avernus Fortress, but in the long run, nothing will happen.”

"Just like life, bloody battles will always continue." Samir also nodded, and the warlock sighed: "So sometimes I wonder, is it too luxurious for us to enjoy peace in the upper world?"

"Wait! There's a change!"

Aaron said suddenly.

With the failure of dozens of waves of demon attacks, the Devil's Fortress was already crumbling. The dozens of meters high city wall was almost filled with demon corpses into a slope. When the next batch of demons began to prepare to charge again, the Devil's Fortress It was the first time I had a reaction.

The fortress gates opened.

The strict military formations, loud slogans, and artistic marching queues formed the steel torrent of the devil's elites!

Devil, took the initiative? !

There are still hundreds of thousands of demons in the army ahead, and the number of demon elites who stepped out of the devil's fortress is only 20,000. However, the sense of oppression coming from the demons' queues and formations, every gear in the equipment is like a factory's precise structure. The momentum brought by the artistic sense of moving according to the established program instantly overwhelmed the demons' thousands of troops!

Standing at the center of the devil's army was a being wrapped in flames. She shouted instructions and announced their march.

The devil actually planned to have a fair showdown with the devil outside the fortress? !

"It seems she can't help it anymore." Morgan mockingly pointed at the figure wrapped in flames in the devil's formation: "Yes, what this crazy woman likes most is to personally join the most dangerous battles."

"Didn't you want to see her? Now you have, Aaron."

"That is the former Seraph Archangel and the current Grand Duke of Avernus, Zariel."

So cold, so cold, so cold~