Crown of Chaos

Zariel's state after his fall was very different from the beautiful and holy Seraphim of the past. The fallen angel who originally had a waterfall of sky-blue hair became bald, with only a ring of fire burning with the flames of hell on his head. The beautiful and bright eyes that were originally covered with silk to symbolize justice for everyone became blood-red eyeballs, and the eyeliner and two black tear marks surrounded by smoky makeup, and many golden rings on the slender elf ears.

Aaron stood in front of Zariel with his hands behind his back. After being deified, Aaron's body became slightly transparent, and the golden law ring and star pattern inside could be seen from under his body. There was a slight hint of chaos in his eyes that were as far away as the sky, but there was a layer of golden halo around his eyes.

The failure of the legendary charm spell made Aaron's pupils slightly dilate.

With Aaron's success in becoming a god, the charm value, as the most important attribute, has reached the pinnacle that the power of gods can reach, and it is also the pinnacle that the extraordinary charm value can reach!

Such a charm effect will fail?

This shows that Zariel is not only a very Khorne angel, but her charm attribute is also quite Slaanesh, Slaanesh enough to be on par with her own charisma attribute.

Interesting, no wonder you are the angel that Khorne's good brother wants.

I want you even more.

At this time, Zariel's black wings were nailed behind her back by Sulen's mother's moonlight spear, and the originally black hell armor on her body was also stripped off. Only a few strips of cloth were left on her body to protect the important parts. Her body was firmly fixed on the tilted velvet bed in a "cross" shape.

The waist was also locked by a chain full of taboo power, leaving no room for movement.

Hearing Aaron appear, Zariel, who was extremely angry, couldn't help but want to curse Aaron's shamelessness, but she could only make a monotonous echo of "wuwuwuwu" and "no" with a ball gag. The voice of the fallen angel was heard very clearly in the corridor. If someone could follow the sound at this moment and open the closed door, they could see Zariel's despair and helplessness.

"Uh, wuwuwu~uh, wuwuwu, no...wuwuwu."

Zariel felt the pain of soul burning after a little struggle. Her slender legs were crossed and rubbed hard. Her hands clenched into fists first, then let go with no effort. Her shoulders with a hint of hellish red were exposed. Her tempting armpits were soft, smooth and white. The rich sweat fragrance of mature women filled her armpits with fragrance. The cloth strips on her body were soaked with sweat because of repeated torture by the law. The warrior's muscular body became somewhat transparent under the background of the cloth strips, revealing the deep ravine between the muscular peaks. The opening even leaked some soft waves. A fleshy mark became the dividing line between clothes and flesh, and also pushed Zariel's mature and plump former Seraphim messenger and heroic and unyielding captured female warrior temperament to the extreme.

Feeling the clear intention of rejection, Aaron sighed: "Who do you think is willing to give you another chance? Wake up, Zariel, if it weren't for Eleanor's pleading, I could have separated all your essence and your soul, and I could have directly obtained a new, flawless Seraph."

"I didn't do this because I think you can still be saved." Aaron smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You should still remember the holy flying elephant Lulu, she was lost in Avernus at the time, but was eventually caught by the devil merchant. You could have killed her and completely cut off all possibilities of returning to heaven, but you didn't."

Zariel's struggle stopped abruptly, and the slender former devil archduke turned his head away. Although her eyes were blindfolded, she knew Aaron was looking at her.

Although she felt a little guilty and guilty, Zariel still shook her head and snorted coldly, representing disdain.

However, Aaron's next move made Zariel tense all over.

Aaron's fingers gently touched Zariel's lower abdomen, sliding slightly along the smooth, sweaty crimson skin. He seemed to be drawing some patterns, and a strange and slightly cool divine power penetrated into her body through her skin. At the same time, he whispered like a demon, calling from the abyss: "I'm not kidding, Zariel, I first made a deal with Bayer. I promised to give him a chance to overthrow you. In return, he would support my arrest of you." "I have a date with the great devil Raphael. I promised him that he could import some goods from me. In return, he would appropriately reveal some things about your sword and Eleanor's whereabouts. I know that even if you No matter how stupid you are, you won't easily believe the reports of Bayer and the Eight Demon Generals, but Raphael is the son of Mephistopheles, and successfully planning the trip to the abyss is a medal on his chest. Plus the genuine sword of Zariel and Eleanor's hair, you will think it's worth a try. "

Aaron's fingers slowly slid down until they reached a certain appropriate position and poked gently: "I'm really not kidding, Zariel, have you heard of personality excretion? Pull out all your soul and consciousness. "

The fallen angel was really scared this time. Her body arched slightly, trying to avoid Aaron's fingers. Although she didn't understand what Aaron said, she could judge that it was definitely not a good thing!

"Rose has been sent to the Chaos Four Gods by me, Zariel, you don't want to be like Rose, with your limbs cut off and hung on my four good brothers like a bellyband, right?" Aaron continued to increase the stakes.

Zariel's body trembled, and he finally lost his previous toughness, and just remained silent.

"Oh, by the way, you can talk now." Aaron retracted his fingers, and he took off Zarrell's mouth ball and blindfold.

Feeling three parts fear, three parts anger, and some indescribable emotions, Zarrell raised his head and looked at Aaron's charismatic face with an indescribable masculinity: "No way, I won't succumb to you. Yes, my life belongs to me. No matter if you want to make me fall or take away my divine body, I cannot give in!"

"My choice to fall into hell is my own decision. Whether it is Heavenly Mountain, Joseph's Garden or the King's Court of Stars, I am only disappointed with them. What about the Seven Lieutenants of Heaven and the Six Lords of Gaidin? They just look down on all living beings from a high place. I have never really wanted to protect mortals!" Zariel gritted his teeth and said: "You have also witnessed the bloody battle in the abyss. If you gods hadn't escaped, how could there be something like Yeenoghu?"

"I will not leave the Blood War. If I leave the Blood War, there will be one less god-like power in hell, and the multiverse will face millions, tens of millions, and hundreds of millions more abyss demons! One day I will kill thousands of people. Go to the Abyss Plain, rush into the bottomless abyss, and liquidate the sins of Yeenoghu and those abyss demons!”

"I have not fallen into the clutches of evil. My legion and I stand between mortals and the abyss! I have shouldered the great trust of the universe. I will and will definitely fulfill my sacred mission to the end!"

Aaron was moved by Zariel's determination.

"Zariel, I know that you have sacrificed a lot for the mortals of the country and made great efforts." Aaron clasped his hands behind his back: "It was not your fault that you were defeated in hell in the end. It was Eltoril's fault. The group of Hell Knights are afraid of evil spirits entering the mortal world through the portal... I promise that if you are willing to repent, I will make the Pantheon and Kingdom Tianyu forgive you."

"...Eleanor is a good girl, you have to treat her well." Zarrell interrupted Aaron: "As for me, I have failed, you can do whatever you want, you treacherous person, the evil god of chaos, Despicable and shameless! Why do you have such arrogant words? How did you rise without any self-awareness in your heart?"

Zariel said and Aaron raised his eyebrows. No wonder it was said that Zariel was a violent angel when he was the Seraph Archangel. When I saw him today, it was indeed true.

"The fate of mortals should be controlled by the mortals themselves to be valuable. You kill thousands of abyss demons in bloody battles every day, delaying countless souls from falling into the abyss? You attack the demonic defense line of the Abyss Plains again and again, delaying Are the abyss lords doing harm?" Aaron said softly: "Furthermore, you say you are fighting against the abyss all day long, so aren't the gnolls mortals? To them, isn't Yeenoghu a symbol of evil? , he is the patron saint who gives them living space and food.”

Zariel remained silent, knowing that her theory was flawed.

"I didn't expect that you love mortals so much. It's a pity that this is just a narrow love." Aaron took out two things: "It seems that we can't reach an agreement."

The first one was an oversized syringe filled with a purple gel-like substance.

The second one was a holy ax of judgment printed with the runes of Khorne. The blade was full of gaps, and there was a faint scream of pain from the god's body being torn apart.

"Choose one for yourself, accept the excretion of personality, or end your 20,000-year life here."

At this moment, Zariel was still shaking uncontrollably, but she did not give in: "I have lived for 20,000 years, but the life of a mortal is very short. Even an elf can live for more than 1,000 years. It’s rare, it can end like this, what else can I be dissatisfied with?”

"Kill if you want, chop if you want! I'm afraid of you!" Zariel screamed: "I, Avernus, only have fallen angels, no repentants! I have no regrets in my life!"

Only fallen angels, no repentants?

Aaron thought that he was indeed Zariel, a very famous angel among the Seraph Angels, remembered by countless mortals, and a beautiful angel that Eleanor could never forget after seeing her once.

What a brave and strong angel. Perhaps in her opinion, she just changed her way to practice justice, and she did nothing wrong.

"Then it's up to me to choose." Aaron picked up the oversized syringe: "It's a pity, I can't just let you die."

"Well!"

Zariel closed her eyes, and with a slight sting, a strange fullness gradually came from her body, and her belly gradually swelled.

it's over.

However, while Zariel was waiting for the result, she suddenly discovered that Aaron had actually pulled out the moonlight spear on his body and untied himself!

"Huh?" Zariel suddenly jumped up from the bed. She did not try to attack Aaron rashly, because let alone her current state, even in her heyday she could not be Aaron's opponent.

But that didn't stop Zarrell from looking at Aaron with a puzzled look on his belly: "Why?"

"Sure enough... you are as strong and loyal as the legend says. I, Aaron Salian, admired you very much when I was still a mortal, my angel!" Aaron put down the empty syringe and moved towards Zariel. Bowing deeply: "Today I fully understand. I was the one who offended me in the past. I hope you can forgive my offense and accept my repentance."

Does he understand me?

Does he understand my ideals? Does he know my ambition? Does he understand my helpless choice?

Zariel froze.

"Everyone knows about your achievements over the past 20,000 years. It is a pity to follow someone like Asmodeus. You have also seen that bloody battles will not fundamentally change the pattern of the multiverse. What do you think about the abyss?" The fight against demons has no practical meaning. It would be a pity to waste your life and fighting power on this matter."

"If you follow me, it will be completely different. I am the fifth god of Chaos. My power is definitely higher than that of Asmodeus. I can kill through the bottomless abyss. I can easily defeat the immortal king O Kass, destroy Graz'zt. If you follow me, it's easy to kill Yeenoghu. And I am determined to maintain the balance of the multiverse. If you follow me and become my angel, wouldn't it be much better than being the Duke of Hell?"

After saying that, Aaron took off his purple and gold legal robe and put it on Zariel: "In the future, I will still have to fight with my four good brothers. I need your strength, Zariel, please. For the sake of Eleanor and Lulu, and for the sake that the kingdom of heaven and the multiverse cannot be corroded by the four gods of chaos, can you help me?"

"Please." Aaron bent down again.

"Please, Lord Zariel." Dalonglong thought that this was at least a quasi-divine power, so I bowed down and said, "You are very important to us."

Zariel was completely stunned. She only felt that a grand blueprint was slowly unfolding in front of her.

Aaron is right. Doesn't Aaron, the Lord of Chaos Reincarnation, who holds [Chaos], [Killing], and [Dispute] in his hands, have a better future than Asmodeus, the Lord of Nine Hells?

Moreover, he has already treated himself with such a low profile...

Just when Zariel hesitated, all the surrounding walls suddenly fell down.

Miss Priest Eleanor, Zariel's Holy Flying Elephant Lulu, the Hell Knights of Eltoril who had fought with her, and the members of the Harper Alliance headed by Samir gathered together and took a knee. Kneel down.

Eleanor had already burst into tears, and the pastor lady called Zarrell's name: "We promised, we promised, my angel! You shouldn't be like this, promise me to come back, okay?"

After saying that, Eleanor held the Sword of Zariel in both hands, with a piece of sky-blue hair on the sword.

Faced with the final angel Hanabi, his own essence, Zariel hesitated.

She found that she seemed to have no reason to refuse.

All the steps are ready, all the reasons have been found, Aaron's blueprint has been drawn, and he has promised her ideal. There is no way back to Baator Hell, and she is no longer the Grand Duke of Avernus. .

"I missed an appointment, I know, Eleanor, I missed it."

An extremely strong angel was touched at the softest point: "How dare you, the defeated general, accept this great gift? I...your request, I...I know, but...I have already..."

Eleanor moved her knees and pushed Zariel's sword forward one step hard.

Zariel's hand reached tremblingly toward the gleaming hilt of her sword. Her fingers brushed the sword again, and her face twisted as the bright light burned her flesh. As she tightened her grip on the sword's hilt, she gasped in pain and then, through tears of confusion, sorrow, and enlightened joy, uttered an oath.

"I, Zariel, pray for myself before the Holy Light of Justice. If it still accepts me, I will swear to wield this sword and fight for justice again."

The Devil's Archduke's words echoed in the air. After a moment of silence, she glanced up anxiously and hesitantly.

Then Zariel was bathed in a brilliant wave of dazzling light. Her blazing halo disappeared, feathers sprouted from her leather wings, and she was washed away of all devilish characteristics and returned to the body of an angel!

The former blazing angel is back!