Crown of Chaos

Khorne and Slaanesh who were sitting in the contract palace saw the appearance of the Grand Marshal of Apocalypse. Khorne snorted and his expression softened slightly: "I'm going to trouble you again, our Grand Marshal."

"..." Archaon, the Grand Marshal of the Chaos Apocalypse, said nothing. He now rules the eight realms of the mortal world, and is tired of the meaningless attacks on the gates of heaven. Out of contempt for the four gods of chaos, he He took the initiative to look across from Khorne, that beautiful and terrifying thing that meandered in infinite pain and joy.

Two groups of bright purples stared at the Eternal God: "You are finally here, my dear, it is my fault, I neglected you and placed my hope on another good brother, but when we need you, you It’s still here, I’m so touched ~ so touched, so moved ~”

"I'm here for myself, not for you." Apocalypse Grand Marshal Archaon said expressionlessly: "I heard that you messed up things again?"

"It's still the same, as straightforward as ever, and as hurtful as ever~" Slaanesh clutched his chest, about to cry: "Does it hurt my heart too much if you say this?"

"I hurt your horse's head!" Archaon was angered by Slaanesh, and the Grand Marshal of Chaos Apocalypse cursed: "Don't you just like this? You deserve a scolding!"

"Come on, who is following whom among us? We all know that you can't live without us, and we can't live without you. Fish can't live without water, melons can't live without seedlings, and eternal gods can't live without four. The bud of God, the voyage of the Mediterranean depends on the pope, the sheep cannot live without the shepherd, the grapes cannot live without the tree, and the highest heaven cannot live without our four red suns~”

Okay, let’s sing!

"You keep singing. If nothing happens, I should leave." Archaon was used to Slaanesh's lack of tune.

"Hey, don't, I haven't finished singing yet!" Slaanesh said with enthusiasm: "Eight Rings of Khorne, the order is passed down~"

Archaon grabbed the meat pie on the table and smashed it into Slaanesh's face, causing the Prince of Joy to flip over with his chair.

"Don't underestimate our opponents." Khorne finally spoke: "Our power will not be of use in that world. We will hand over our army to your command, but we must be careful. In the universe where Aaron is, there are God above gods, and, you know, your enemy is the fifth god of Chaos, who deceived us once."

"Aaron Salian, the guy who beat that rat to half a disability." Archaon replied: "He lied to you four idiots once, and there is no way he will lie to me a second time."

General Apocalypse drew out his own Kingslayer: "Tell me, are the people and gods of that world as stupid as the world that existed before me?"

"More stupid than them all, and more annoying," Khorne replied.

"Very good." Archaon said without further ado: "I will start from the outer plane."

Delgar descended from the sky, and the riding beast composed of three great demons released a shuddering roar from all the nations. The Eternal God of Chaos did not need any more instructions, he knew what he was going to do.

Slaanesh moaned in ecstasy, his serpentine body quivering in joy.

Khorne chuckled and nodded.

That's it, let's test whether you are worthy of the title of the fifth god of chaos.

Aaron Salian, Lord of Reincarnation!

Archaon left the Chaos Pact Court. He had to admit that every move of the Four Gods was disgusting, but as Slaanesh said, they couldn't live without him, and he couldn't live without them. They needed each other. , and Archaon can also get a lot of pleasure from killing-conquering-destroying.

It's endless fun to fight Karl-Franz, it's endless fun to fight Sigma, it's also endless fun to fight Aaron and the gods of the whole new world!

However, Archaon had not taken three steps before the demonic eye on his dominator's crown kept flickering. As the four gods of chaos pointed out the coordinates of the kingdom and the sky for him, a consciousness full of resentment, world-weariness, and madness followed. He was He so longs for the destruction of the world, just like he did when he was flowing in the chaotic wasteland.

A cruel and unsettling image appeared in Archaon's mind.

That guy's name is - Cyric?

A smile graced Archaon's lips.

I found a breakthrough!

…………

Just when the Four Gods of Chaos finally decided to send General Apocalypse, Aaron was also busy preparing a surprise attack on the eighth level of hell.

With Zariel as the mole, Aaron's understanding of Baator's Hell has been greatly deepened.

The nine levels of Baator are arranged up and down in a funnel shape, with the largest Avernus at the top and the smallest Nessus at the bottom.

Experts in demonology believe that each level exists in a uniform void filled with pure law and evil thoughts. However, this outer realm cannot be detected anywhere in Baator.

Each level of Baator has its own unique sky, with the previous level appearing like a dim, ethereal shadow above the firmament. The connections between the planes are sometimes obvious, such as the River Styx that flows between Cania and Nessus, the Eighth Hell, but each plane operates independently of the others, resulting in a unique climate.

In fact, under the influence of strange magical celestial phenomena, the worst weather in the Material Plane seems too mild here.

Even the most seasoned adventurer can shudder at the prospect of traveling through the Nine Hells, and stay away from it.

There are absolutely no dungeons in Baator where you can explore for treasure and escape unscathed. The residents here cannot allow themselves to be trapped in a vulnerable group to assist outsiders in their raids. After all, indescribable powerful beings are always lurking in every corner.

No living mortal is welcome in the Nine Hells - even if he is evil and ruthless. A lucky few get a charter copy from a high-ranking devil, but this usually only includes a regular route to a predetermined location. Furthermore, these documents are only valid within a defined time limit, according to the ancient calendar of Baator. Various restrictions ensure that these documents can only be used by the holder to complete his task. The document granted by the devil archdukes allows the holder to move freely in Baator Hell, but only within the level controlled by this archduke.

Asmodeus could alone grant safe passage to all levels of the Nine Hells, but he never did.

Predictably, clever demons and planar con artists often work together to deceive unwary visitors to Hell with forged documents. These documents are easily read, and the Bone Demons often patrol Baator looking for illegal visitors.

"If we want to raid the eighth hell, we must try to put enough pressure on Avernus, the first level of hell." Zariel explained to Aaron: "If so, Asmodeus must mobilize The other mobile forces of the Nine Prisons went to Avernus for rescue."

"Yeah." Aaron frowned and motioned for Zarrell to continue.

"Bair's current most reliable force is his elite battalion and the Forge Guard, but these ragtag groups are not as good as my former Blood War Battalion and Fallen Legion." Zarrell said: "The losses in Avernus are huge now. Big, as long as you can launch a strong enough attack, it is impossible for the Nine Hells to be unresponsive. "

Aaron nodded.

Among the nine hells of Baator, the first prison is Avernus, and the lord is the great devil Beyer. He has been promoted from the lowest little devil to the legendary bloody battle king of the devil, and the involution king of the nine hells.

The second prison is the Iron City of Dis, and its lord is Dispater. The baatezu demon species is a powerful mage with a huge army of constructed golems. He is an ally with Mephistopheles to fight against the seventh prison. Baalzebul in prison.

Dis is also the deepest region that the Abyss Demons have ever invaded.

The third prison is the swamp of Minauros. The greedy Duke Maman is also a familiar person. He was once the master of Morgan. This big devil is famous for his extreme greed and extreme despicability. He is hostile to all the devils and is Think he's a loser.

The fourth prison is Phlegosos, the place of hell fire, ruled by Beria and Fierna. The devils are both father and daughter, and lovers. Beria pushed Fierna to the front to escape. Asmodeus's rage and the price of his betrayal.

In Stygia, the glacier land of the Fifth Hell, Lord Levistus was frozen in a glacier by Asmodeus. The reason was that thousands of years ago, the glacier prince launched a coup. He once He broke through Asmodeus's last line of defense and asked Asmodeus's consort, Bisozea, to have sex with him. Bisozea sternly refused and was killed.

The Lord of the Nine Hells therefore imposed the most terrifying divine punishment on Prince Glacier. He would be frozen in the glacier forever and would not be able to leave for the rest of his life.

Malboji, the corrupt place of the sixth hell, is ruled by Gracia, the daughter of Asmodeus. The Lord of the Nine Hells gave his daughter an entire plane. Faced with her daughter's ambition, he asked Gracia to Ya read "The Contract of the Beginning" ten thousand times, learned every rule above, and looked for loopholes in it.

The filthy place of the Seventh Hell, Maradomini, has a lord named Balzebul...

"Sounds like he has a chest that can draw swords?" Aaron became excited when he heard about Balzebub. He pulled Draconion out of his chest in a learned manner: "Wuxiang's sword!"

"Baalzebul is a... slug." Zariel looked disgusted: "He was once a fallen angel from the Archon Protoss, but due to his betrayal, Asmodeus turned him into a slug. , not the Balzebul you think."

"Dark disaster, the eternal kingdom, the world, nothing easy, a hundred dreams in a moment, a big slug, it can be considered a legendary life." Aaron smiled: "The same goes for you, Zarrell, I will eventually prove it , your choice is correct.”

"Did you give me a chance to choose?" Zarrell was always afraid of Aaron. She knew that Aaron actually only gave her two choices, either surrendering by losing oneself, or surrendering by retaining oneself.

Zariel just chose the one that was not so bad, and in her heart, Aaron was a complete conspirator, more terrifying than Asmodeus.

However, she does not hate Aaron. Unlike other Seraph angels, Zariel is warlike and worships the strong. Her lack of resourcefulness is perfectly compensated by Aaron. In addition, the two powers also reach the end of charisma. She really couldn't dislike Aaron anymore.

She was even a little jealous of Eleanor. Aaron had always taken great care of Miss Priest. Eleanor only needed to change into Aaron's favorite clothes every time and relax and enjoy the pleasure of her soul and body throughout the whole process.

Zariel was different. Aaron had all kinds of tricks and tricks on her, and he had played them all over the place.

Hurry up and start planning, otherwise I will really be screwed if I continue here, the blazing angel thought with love and fear.

Don’t want to become a special condom for the Lord of Reincarnation!

She goes on to introduce Nessus, the Ninth Hell, where Asmodeus sits at the end of the Nine Hells.

"Except for Bair, every devil archduke is eager to betray and challenge Asmodeus's position, and every archduke is secretly planning new conspiracies." Zarrell described: "This pair of Asmodeus It is not a sin for Tiers. He welcomes every devil to do whatever it takes to get promoted. He encourages the devil archdukes to doubt each other and betray each other. He can place his grand dukes in any position needed, and the other side is full of Fearful and eager to please, his hold on the Nine Hells has never been stronger."

"As the saying goes, as the Lord of the Nine Hells, my power is unlimited!" Aaron smiled: "I understand what to do."

He spread out the map of the Nine Hells and pointed at Cania, the eighth level of Chaos: "Our troops are divided into two groups. We will personally lead the hell submarines to Cania to rescue Elminster, and we will attack Avernus. Resentment is responsible for the offense.”

"It's reasonable for a newly promoted Abyss Lord to want to fight a bloody battle, right?"

Zarrell nodded repeatedly, and she couldn't help it anymore: "Let's start!"

"Okay, I'm going to call all our allies right now." Aaron said a few words and was about to call out to all the supreme beings of his faction. The fifth god of chaos suddenly felt a burst of malicious tearing. The cracking sensation pierced his brain!

The Four Gods of Chaos have disconnected from him!

So fast!

Aaron looked ferocious, even though he had already considered it, the day still came so quickly, so fast that he had not had time to transfer the power of the four gods to his four women!

They are coming, the Grand Marshal of Chaos Apocalypse and his endless army of Chaos Demons are coming!

If you want to fight, I will fight!

Aaron clenched his fists.

Get ready for the ultimate test!

…………

The Noisy Tunnel is a prison plane in the outer plane. Monsters from all kingdoms, evil beings, ancient evil objects, imprisoned gods, and some chaotic and twisted ultimate beings are sealed here.

But today, the Noisy Tunnel welcomed a special guest.

The famous Supreme Apocalypse Grand Marshal—Eternal Chosen Archaon.

The cruel and savage gods and the ancient evils feared by the gods were all shocked by Archaon's appearance. The Apocalypse Grand Marshal slowly walked into the endless darkness and screams of the noisy tunnel.

A demigod-level Frost Corpse saw the appearance of Archaon. Its appearance was a humanoid skeleton in thick ice and snow skin. The ice and snow were its terrifying "flesh", but it would not hinder its movements. , huge and jagged broken ice blocks embedded in each finger, acting like claws. Only its skull was free of ice, and a black flame surrounded it like a corona.

This kind of frost corpse is made by demigod liches who seek the ultimate limit of undead power. They usually stay in the forgotten and corrupted fortresses of the Astral Plane or the Negative Energy Plane. Each time they appear, they require a true god-like god to personally Only by taking action can the seal be expelled.

Archaon's appearance made the Frost Corpse Demon react. It instinctively hated the aura of the Apocalypse Grand Marshal. It raised its hands, and a kilometer-long nine-ring frost tornado swept through the nearby area.

Archaon is still moving forward.

Flames as dark as night began to burn on Archaon. The demigod power of the withering fire and the noisy hollow tunnel were like the twisting wind in the tunnel, ferocious and terrifying!

Archaon moved on.

Finally, the demigod Frost Corpse couldn't bear it anymore. It stretched out its sharp claws and attacked Archaon with enough power to tear the god's divine shield!

Since Archaon was moving forward, it didn't even look at the demigod corpse monster, and the Kingslayer sword blade in its hand flashed past the corpse monster's neck.

A bit of cold light arrived first, and the fire of chaos rolled.

The movement of the demigod zombie stopped immediately, the ghostly fire in its eyes dissipated like a gossamer in front of the fire of chaos, and its huge body collapsed.

Archaon kept going.

Deep in the noisy tunnel, a god with a pale complexion, wearing a high-collar tuxedo, and dark eyes finally waited for his guest.

"Are you calling me?" Marshal Tianqi said calmly.

"Exactly! It was Cyric, the supreme and only true god, who called you! That is...my god!"