Crown of Chaos

Shenhai Town, the hometown of Fande, the god of art and reptiles, Dragon Thorn, and the open-air altar of the Silver Virgin.

“Leaders come and go, but the people remain.”

Getting off the carriage, Aaron said to Eleanor and Samir: "I was almost a corpse when I came here last time."

Eleanor remembered how she and Asha had met Aaron in the wild and brought him back to the open-air altar after he had fainted, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

At that time, she just considered that she could not be indifferent to the victims, and Aaron was a devout believer of the Silver Virgin. How could she have thought that she would be tied to him so tightly a few months later?

Hmm, I can’t seem to say that.

Thinking of this, Eleanor felt a little annoyed, because Samir always chattered endlessly along the way, and this warlock talked the most.

"The last time I came here was the last time." Samir also learned some things about Aaron from the conversations in the past two days. He first told a cold joke, then shrugged and said quite relaxedly: "I have the blood of the Dragonthorn family flowing in my body. Last time, the unknown bard (namely Vander-Dragonthorn, the god of art and reptiles) brought me here and held a ceremony for me to join the Harper Alliance. .”

Aaron nodded upon hearing this.

In the past two days, he learned about the great deeds of Vander Dragon Thorn from Samir.

Vander-Dragonthorn was once a mortal, one of the founders of the Harper Alliance, a great bard, an extremely, very, very rare legendary bard in the country, and a chaotic neutral who favored the good camp.

However, Vander-Dragonthorn is too proud. He has a natural contempt for the strong and those of noble blood. He is also a relatively selfish person at heart. Therefore, the founder of the Harper Alliance encountered something unusual. Glorious events led to the suicide of a Harper and the death of a Harper, a huge mistake.

In other words, this guy's initiative to "withdraw" from the Harpers Alliance is a typical "chronic history". He was expelled from the Harpers Alliance and imprisoned because he made a huge mistake.

As for what big mistake he made that led to one death and one suicide, Samir didn't want to say, and Aaron didn't ask.

There must be a sense of boundaries in relationships.

Fortunately, there were still people who thought that Vander-Dragonthorn could be saved. When a halfling bard led a team of adventurers to rescue him from prison, the legendary bard finally decided to change his ways with the encouragement of his friends and lover. Even though he was still so proud.

In the Year of Troubles, Vander-Dragonthorn defeated the saint form of Morander, the god of decay, in the Cormanthor Forest northeast of Cormyr. Not only did he save the forest, but he also relied on such a legendary The adventure experience directly becomes a god.

This is also the reason why Aaron is so sad - he missed the best opportunity. In the online articles he read, as long as he can kill the saint incarnation of the god in the year of turmoil, he can directly become a god!

However, after hearing what he said, Samir burst out laughing.

"Who told you that you can become a god by killing the saint's incarnation? Brother, don't speculate all day long!" Samir laughed so hard that tears came out. He slapped his thigh hard: "Don't just say it. The saint form of a god cannot be matched by mortals. Even if it can be achieved, it is impossible to become a god because of it!"

"What do you say? Samir, is there anything you can tell me?"

"The process of the head of the family becoming a god is like this..." Samir told Aaron what he knew.

Although Vande-Dragonthorn is a legendary bard, his ability to defeat Moander, the god of decay, was the result of countless coincidences.

First of all, Moander, the god of decay, is not a national deity. He only sent an incarnation to the kingdom in ancient times. His destructive power was so great that all the gods united to deal with him. With the help of the gods, the Elf Empire He used a super-ring high magic and took out the super artifact from the bottom of the empire's pressure box to defeat its incarnation and seal it. This seal lasted until one year before the Year of Turmoil.

One year before the Year of Turmoil, a small group of Moander believers finally found the place where the sealed god incarnated. They only had time to release a small part of the power of Moander's incarnation before they were killed by the Harpers who came. The incarnation of Moander is simply extremely weak.

As a result, the Year of Turmoil came, and all the gods were knocked down to earth by the god AO, and Moander suffered another heavy blow.

As a result, the god's power declined to the level of a demi-god. Before he could regain his strength, Vander-Dragonthorn killed himself in the Cormanthor Forest under the guidance of the Silver Virgin Suellen and the lucky lady Taimora. deep.

On one side are the millennium legends helped by two gods with moderate power, and on the other side are the demigods who have declined to the extreme.

Vander-Dragon Thorn still could not defeat Moander. The legendary bard forcibly dragged himself and Moander into the abyss for the sake of the peace of the country, and sacrificed his own life to detonate the artifact "Discoverer's Stone" and Moander. Ender died together in the bottomless abyss.

This epic showdown made the lucky lady Taimora unbearable, so she asked the god AO to give Vande-Dragon Thorn a chance. The god AO judged that Vande-Dragon Thorn would not forget his original intention and keep his mission in mind. Recovering his original intention of establishing the Harper Alliance and allowing him to become a god, Vander-Dragon Thorn absorbed part of Moander's divinity, priesthood, and divine power, and successfully became a god.

"In other words, if a mortal kills the incarnation of a god by chance... well, even if it is the saint form of the god in the turbulent years, can he become a god?"

Samir shook his head repeatedly and waggled his nimble fingers: "Absolutely, nothing, possible!"

"But if a mortal goes through an epic-level adventure, goes through countless difficulties, breaks through countless obstacles, and finally kills the saint form of a god in an earth-shattering battle, can he become a god?"

This time Samir said cautiously: "Based on the experience of the head of the family, there is a chance."

"The premise is that your reputation is known to everyone from Karatu to the Maztica continent. Even the gods have heard of your name. Secondly, there are gods who are willing to risk the anger of the gods in the Pole Star camp. God’s consequences speak for you.”

"Of course, this is what I summarized. Just listen to it. After all, we are all mortals." In the end, Samir seemed to realize that he had said a bit too much, and the warlock took out the wine bottle from his body with a smile: " I’m not sure it’s correct. I’ve traveled with the head of the family, I’m one of his tribesmen, I’ve saved the lucky lady and received Taimora’s blessing, and I have a celestial envoy clan master, so I know so much.”

"I owe you a favor, Mr. Samir." Aaron bowed solemnly and thanked Samir.

The information this warlock told him was too important.

Many things in the online articles he had read were wrong, but he didn’t know which ones were wrong!

"What's the point? I'm just sharing some information." Samir Chenxing still looked like he was smiling and said: "How about it, after saying so much, have you considered joining our Harpers?"

"I won't consider it." Aaron also put on a smile.

"You bastard!" The magician laughed and kicked Aaron. He knew that it would be difficult to get Aaron to join the club.

"But I will repay you. Please remember that the motto of our Salian family is that a favor must be repaid!" Aaron dodged the kick and thanked him again.

The expression on Eleanor's face next to her was indescribably strange.

Is this your family motto? Why don't I remember it?

Miss Pastor was really cold in front of strangers. She almost didn't speak along the way and just looked at Aaron with dangerous eyes.

Can he lie to others? Will you lie to me too?

"Okay, okay, okay, I remember." Samir responded casually. He really didn't feel that he had done anything. Does the guy in front of him still want to become a god?

Who doesn’t like hearing good stories while traveling? This is also the bard spirit advocated by the head of the family.

“Adventure is something that brings a smile to everyone’s face!”

——Vander, the God of Art and Reptiles-Dragon Thorn

"I'm going back to my family now, what about you?" Standing in the center of Shenhai Town, Samir asked.

"Eleanor and I are going to the open-air altar of our Lord."

"So, see you later?"

"See you."

The three of them parted ways.

After three months, Aaron once again returned to the open-air altar in Shenhai Town. The place was full of vitality under the midsummer sunshine. The ancient branches in the sky were lush and leafy. The altar in the forest was lush and green. The beautiful holy place looked like a town. Shining like a pearl.

"Praise my Lord, if I have a fief in the future, I will also have a country house with a large garden and a pure pond. I will plant big trees in the garden, raise cute elves in the pond, and give me The Lord built a special shrine behind the villa." Aaron really liked the environment in the open-air altar. He pointed to the stone pillars surrounded by ivy: "At that time, we can sit on the corridor and taste wine together, listening to the music in the courtyard. The sound of rain.”

When the pastor lady heard what he said, she also had a look of yearning on her face.

If this can be done, that would be great!

But, why did he include me?

Yes, he said it himself, he can’t do it without me!

There are many people in the open-air altar today. In addition to the believers of Our Lady of Silver, there are also large groups of boys and girls wearing skimpy dancer's clothes, dancing to the music. They are dancing and singing in the air in the altar. Men The people were generous and decent, the women were enthusiastic, and the band next to them played music together, adding countless colors to the dance.

Not knowing what kind of activity it was, Aaron and Eleanor looked at each other, and both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

It is worth mentioning that Aaron also saw a Moonsinger!

Moonsinger is an advanced profession unique to half-orcs. Only half-orcs who have been redeemed by the Silver Virgin Sullun can advance. It is a very rare profession. After death, they are destined to be promoted to the Kingdom of Sullun as a divine envoy. Serving her.

This moonsinger has a slender figure and a slender waist. She only has a pair of furry lop ears on her head and a long beard on her face. The slender pink tail behind her shows that she is a fox lycanthrope. Her waist The bells in the room trembled in unison with her dancing, making a sweet sound that directly affected the surroundings.

Moonsingers are an advanced profession that is half druid and half bard. They mainly use spells and various incentives to assist others in fighting. However, when the battle situation requires, moonsingers can also directly transform into behemoths. Tear your enemies apart!

The sub-professions and advanced professions in the kingdom are beyond imagination and endlessly changing. There are "Holy Oil Knights" who can continue to produce oil from their bodies for a hundred years after death to benefit the land and water, and there are also "Fake Knights" who use acrobatics and magic to deceive all things through public tours. Noodle Master".

The world is so colorful!

Aaron only glanced a few more times before Eleanor's reminder came: "Don't you want to see Ms. Silver Star?"

"I want to see more than just Ms. Silver Star." Aaron was forced to withdraw his attention.

The power of Slaanesh in his body wanted to dance with him, but on the stage of Slaanesh that came to his mind, there was nothing but a steel pipe!

Is this some...

Aaron finally gave up.

Without saying anything else, he immediately found Ms. Silver Star, and with her surprised expression, asked to enter the depths of the temple.

He wants to meet the Silver Virgin Suellen again!

His request was quickly approved, and Aaron entered the secret room alone to isolate all the noise outside.

Lord Viscount knelt on one knee, clasped his hands, and prayed devoutly towards the jade statue of the goddess with bangs in the center.

"O Most High Lord, your faithful servant Aaron Salian hereby begs your curtain. I have a gift that will amaze the world and I want to show it to you."

The charisma was activated, and the divine sparks in the eyes of Aaron, who was not as handsome as a mortal, lit up. The light, matter, and air in the entire secret room, as well as all the divine power in the walls, books, scrolls, and statues were controlled by him. attract!

At this moment, Aaron was the only person in this secret room!

Sure enough, the statue responded.

The pure moonlight enveloped the altar, and a stunningly beautiful mature beauty stepped out of the statue.

Wearing a silver-white silk Greek-style dress paired with a set of cornflower moonstone jewelry, her cool and holy posture was like tulips blooming at night. She was noble and charming, and both men and women found it difficult to resist the sudden charm.

Noble and elegant, stunningly beautiful, with a carefully dressed look, slender eyebrows, a straight nose, a gorgeous face with exquisite and elegant makeup, silver-white eye shadow dotted between the eyebrows like a faint halo. The surroundings were blurred, a smile was rippling on the thin lips, and the long snow-white hair hung straight to the ground, brushing softly and smoothly against the white jade floor tiles.

The slender waist is full of grace, and together with the slender legs in the slit of the long skirt, the tight evening dress outlines an exaggerated and perfect curve.

Of course, the most shocking thing was the miraculous magnificence of the pair, which simply sucked away all the light in the chamber.

Her emerald green eyes were full of love, and the 12-foot-tall mature beauty had a smile on her face, her arms spread out, and two long silver silk sleeves trailing to the ground.

The smell of milk filled the entire space, and the light of the silver moon enveloped Aaron's whole body.

"What's wrong? My child? Are you in any trouble?"

There should be another update today (maybe)