Crown of Chaos

PS: Sorry, the emperor suddenly received a recruitment message from the Ministry of Truth of Super Earth yesterday when he was halfway through typing, and he became a Jedi submarine to fight to protect Super Earth, so he stayed away for a day, which is a force majeure factor.

Eilistraee's willingness to take the initiative to help Aaron exceeded Aaron's expectations. It seems that the dark girl has a very clear sense of autonomy. Regarding Cyric's behavior, even if there is no direct conflict between the two parties, Eilistraee still looks at Cyric. Very unhappy, must let Him taste his anger.

The good news is that Aaron can be sure that Eilistraee indeed places all her hopes on him, and the Dark Maiden undoubtedly regards Aaron as one of her own.

The bad news is that this Goddess is prone to acting impulsively or taking matters into her own hands, and she will do it if she feels she should.

He really couldn't defeat Rose.

"Lila, we know each other." Eilistraee didn't realize that countless chaotic thoughts flashed through Aaron's heart. The dark girl noticed the crown in Aaron's hand and sighed slightly: "Lila, she is... A relatively out-of-the-box guy, she frequently changes her form and camp, trying to cover the earth with mist and cover everything in phantoms. Apart from her poor relationship with Ogma, she has no enemies. What a friend, no one even knows about Him even after His death."

"Lila was tricked into the Tunnel of Noisy by Cyric." Aaron held the crown of the Phantom Goddess: "There, Cyric used the Calamity Sword to kill Lila and took away His crown."

"Is Cyric dead?" Eilistraee realized that after the black fire was swallowed up, the figure of the Prince of Lies completely disappeared. She held up her damaged silver hair to restore it to its original bright luster and purity. The flawless big eyes blinked and asked like a curious baby.

"No, with my current strength, it's not enough to kill a powerful god with one blow." Aaron turned over the Draconion in his hand: "Actually, if you hadn't helped me, I might have cut open Xi'an at most. Rick's divine shield, just break his skin... He is a natural disaster, a plague, and he will come back."

Eilistraee lowered her head in disappointment, and her big bright eyes dimmed, but soon became brighter. She gently tugged on Aaron's sleeve: "I found that you know Cyric very well... ...You will end Him, right? Tell me right now!”

Aaron smiled slightly when he heard this.

He knew Cyric very well, not because of anything else, but because the few things he knew about the kingdom came from this mad god, and Cyric borrowed a lot from Tzeentch when he made the "Cyrex Book" strength.

"Yes, I will end him, but not now." Aaron held Lyra's crown while he took out the fragment of Bane's crown.

The 2.5 crowns currently held by Aaron are Bane's 0.5 crowns (lack of the strife crowns of [Fear] and [Hate]), Lyla's 1 crown, and the currently scheduled Baal Killing crown.

The Pantheon still has doubts about whether to hand over the crown of Baal to Aaron. Aaron may not be able to get more than half of the support in the High Council of Gods.

So Aaron gave up [Conspiracy] to Shar.

Giving [Conspiracy] to Shar is tantamount to drinking poison to quench her thirst. This priesthood will make Shar more powerful and make the final battle in the future war in heaven more difficult for Shar. There is no doubt that it is an enemy. Behavior.

But without Shar's support, Aaron is not sure of getting [Kill]. Shar promised to persuade Talos, and with two more votes from Talos and Shar, the High Council of Gods would be stable.

"You go back to the Pantheon first." Aaron said to Eilistraee: "I will deal with the matters in the mortal world."

"No, I want to stay here." Eilistraee looked at the kingdom of Hades: "I want to witness the birth of the new King of Hades."

"Without the King of Hades, the world will be in chaos." Aaron nodded slowly.

…………

Mansu fell heavily to the ground.

The air in his lungs hurt as if it was about to explode. His weight broke the arrow, and a cold and sharp pain spread from the arrow shaft, as if it was looking for a thread to cut off his life.

Mansu's shoulders began to twitch, and his fingers gradually slipped from his blood-stained neck.

The street in front of him began to blur, and the gravel road beneath him swayed like a hammock. The Crow Fortress was breached by the Chaos Demon Army. Now, the wanderer Skarbrand was killing people along the way.

The Great Demon of Khorne is not afraid of any magic at all, and the magic that the Lord of the Zhentarim is most proud of cannot stop Skarbrand. The Great Demon of Tzeentch, Thasorel, counterattacked the magic circle of Raven Fortress, and Na The Great Demonic Imperium Controller poured the thick soup and beautiful juice directly into the Crow Fortress, breaking down the iron gate, corroding the foundation, and turning the tower into a living, twisted giant mixed with rotten soldiers. .

The Nurgle wheel cannon rotated and loaded in the giant's hand, firing a row of soldiers. It rotted, exploded, and broke into two pieces, but it remained immortal, synthesizing new Nurgle creatures under the influence of the meat juice.

It’s better to live or die~

the Nurglings said cheerfully.

Mansu pushed himself up on trembling hands and knees, moving unusually slowly.

He felt the Khorne warrior's spear pierce his robes and dig into his chest, causing him to fall backwards, arms clawing at the air.

He lay there, blood soaked through the inner clothes under his robes. Mansu knew that Tzeentch's pink lightning had broken at least three of his ribs and penetrated his heart. However, he was still alive, and his soul refused to abandon this A tortured mortal body.

And the truth is, Mansu's soul has nowhere to go.

The realm of the dead has no lord, and the city of strife has lost its rule. With Cyric's defeat, all mortals in Faerûn have transcended death's cruel grip; for some, this is an unparalleled blessing, and for many, it is an incredible tragedy. nightmare.

In the deserts of Enook, a young Cormyrian courier uses his hands and feet to navigate the terrifying region known as the Mirror of Atar.

Her camel had died a few days ago and her drinking water had run out. She collapsed on the wind-shined stones, finally losing her last bit of determination.

Over the past day, vultures were her only companions, and they were circling lower and lower. The messenger hoped that death would take her away before the carrion birds snatched her dried flesh, but many days had passed. , she is still alive.

In Zambia, the famous businessman Kroenke was seriously ill. His bed was carved from the best Chult teak, and the thin curtains were sewn with imported Xianglong Empire silk. Just the blanket on his body, It is enough for a poor family to survive the winter safely.

Despite this, these wealth could not keep him healthy - even though he continued to consume potions, ointments and potions throughout his life, and he used the wish spell more than once to extend his life.

There are many people who want him dead.

He has been fighting the disease that erodes his body for many years. He once held on to every moment like any miser and refused to let go. However, now, the 117-year-old Kroenke has grown from At the end of life in every sense of the word.

The big businessman smiled bitterly and realized that there was no point in continuing to live. He took the poison from the bedside and swallowed it reluctantly. The sickening sweet smell burned through his throat, and the burning sensation spread from his stomach pouch to his chest, causing pain. It eased for a moment, then the poison tightened around his lungs, squeezing out all the remaining air.

This should be over soon, he reminded himself, but he was wrong.

The poison burned through his lungs, burned through his stomach, caused his liver to become diseased, and caused his intestines to spasm. His body was constantly convulsing due to the action of the toxin, but it restarted over and over again. The big businessman He died over and over again but could never find peace.

In the city of Menzoberranzan in the Underdark, a sworn drow man from Eilistraee lay on his back and was tied to a table.

The skin on his right hand was gone, deftly peeled off his fingers, but retained its original shape - a hideous bloody glove.

Other cruel methods were also used on this man. The blood loss alone was enough to kill him, but for some strange reason, life still clung to him.

His tormentor, a female drow from the Baenre family in Menzoberranzan, thought she was experienced in inflicting pain and would not be surprised by anything. However, when she heated the long needle in her hand Even then, I was still surprised by the excitement this unusual victim brought to me.

Wow, this guy is not dead yet!

"A gift from the gods." Drow whispered contentedly: "Here comes the Spider Queen~"

Similar plots are constantly playing out in the country.

In Hades, Kelemvor stood on the diamond wall next to the Skeleton Castle, and Jaeger stood next to him.

The tyrant was overthrown and the attack ended. At this time, many more undead kings suddenly appeared in Hades than when Aaron attacked the city of strife. There were hundreds or even thousands of them, and deafening roars sounded among them. The crowd raised their spears and clubs to the sky, chanting Kelemvor's name.

"The gods are waiting for you in the Pantheon, sir." Jaeger whispered in Kelemvor's ear: "We must hurry up. Without the Lord of Hades, the souls of the mortal realm have nowhere to go. Without the King of Slaughter, There is no escape from the pain of the dying in the realm of mortals.”

"Why are things in Kingdom Tianyu always so bad?" Kelanwo couldn't help but scolded: "What else do the gods know how to do besides watching shows? Why do I want them to appoint me as the King of Hades?"

"Kings, monsters, and soldiers from the underworld, please listen to me!" Kelemvor-Leinsbane ignored Jaeger's admonition: "Cyric can no longer rule this kingdom. I, Kelem Lanwo-Leinsbane, as an undead, announces to you that Hades belongs to everyone in Hades, and Hades belongs to everyone in Hades!"

"There will be no more painful torture. From today on, Cyric's law ends!"

"Fairness, justice, freedom, democracy!" Kelanwo roared: A new era is coming!

"Prosperity, freedom, Democracies!!!!"

The crowd began to chant in unison, like some kind of prayer, and soon even the demon people joined the chorus with their rough voices.

The voices rose and fell one after another, echoing in the kingdom of the dead, until the unbelievers on the wall stopped crying and called together.

Kelanvor threw the Divine Disaster Sword into the River Styx: "From today on, the era of tyranny in Hades is over!"

A sudden torrent of energy swept towards Kelanvor, and he trembled. The cold, surging pulse filled his body, stretching his mind to the limit and crossing over to the other side.

The complete kingdom of the dead spread out in his consciousness like a map on a table. Every burning building, every damaged street, every detail of this ravaged city was displayed before his eyes.

He felt fire and destruction, a faint discomfort irritating his nerves, and as the chaos returned to the warp, he felt the chill leave with it, the smell of the swamp, the faint smell of sulfur in the air, and everywhere The smell of fear, and Aaron and Eilistraee standing outside Hades...

The divine nectar enveloped Kelanvor's whole body, and the light of the Pole Star came, turning everything into nothingness, surrounded by endless stars.

[Then this is Hades’ decision. 】The unique star-studded Sanskrit sound of the god AO sounded: "On the day Cyric failed, Kelanwo, the entire Hades is echoing your name." 】

[Kelenvor, I am glad that you can come back and become the embodiment of resistance. 】

[You have to remember that the God of Death has always ruled Hades with wisdom and strength throughout the ages. 】

[I also believe that you will use your powerful power carefully. 】

[But the real victory is to be a good Death and perform your duties so that every soul in the country has a suitable place to go. 】

[The new King of Hades - Kelemvor-Lensbane! 】

Kelanvor opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the ultimate deep space of the crystal wall system and the endless waves of the phlogiston sea. He saw hope and a desire for redemption.

He could feel the silent prayers of every monster and ghost, and they gave him the strength to fulfill countless dreams.

A new Lord of Hades was born.

"You must need my help, master." Yeager bowed to Kelemvor silently: "Do you need me to guide you on what to do?"

"It's extremely necessary!" Kelanwo nodded heavily.

An imperceptible smile passed over the face of Jaeger's mummy. The Great Master of Hades immediately began to deal with the whereabouts of the kingdom's souls. At the same time, he continued to ask: "There are guests who want to see you. Do you welcome them?"

"I know, a Selun elect who can summon an army of demons and Eilistraee are really a strange combination." Kelemvor frowned and signaled: "Open the door!"

The light of the Golden Law and the dark light of the night sky shone at the same time, and Aaron and Eilistraee entered hand in hand.

"You'd better tell me that the grudge between you and Cyric is over, otherwise we will be enemies." Kelanwo naturally did not have a good attitude towards Aaron.

"The personal grudge between Cyric and I will naturally not include you, King of Hades. The only thing I can say is that, like you, I also hate Cyric extremely." Aaron raised his eyebrows.

"In that case, Your Excellency, we are at peace." Kelanwo immediately gave Aaron a warm hug.

As long as you hate Cyric as much as I do, we'll be friends!

The two hands were deeply clasped together. Kelanvor still felt that it was not enough, so he pressed his remaining hand on Aaron's hand: "Why didn't you pierce Cyric's heart with a sword?"

"I really want to, my dear Lord of the Underworld." Aaron smiled: "Unfortunately, I am not a god yet. I lack the power to kill Him with one blow."

"It's okay, let's go together next time."

Next to him, Jaeger asked the painter from Hades to sketch on the spot and record this moment.

"Conversation between the Lord of Reincarnation and the King of Hades"

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