Crown of Chaos

"Aaaaaaaaah!"

Sha'er's furious screams could not cover up her failure. The goddess of night was imprisoned on the statue of the Lord of Mad Fire. Her hands and feet were bound by chains branded with the holy emblem of Chaos, just like the flesh armor Rose on Khorne. The difference was that Aaron did not cut off the excess parts. After all, he was not a demon.

But Shar obviously did not think she had lost. Although she had lost all her divine power and was defeated, her eyes were still murderous. The starlight flickered in her black and bright eyes, and the black air was thick. No matter how you think about it, it has nothing to do with the shadow creatures virtualized by the shadow plane.

Especially the extremely powerful world will, which almost turned into substance.

After the God of Gods AO created the kingdom of Tianyu, the first to be born from chaos were Sulun and Shar. They each possessed a part of the power from the origin of the world. Shar would never admit failure. She didn't even understand why she failed.

From the perspective of the goddess of night, she was just a little bit away from victory, really just a little bit. If Aaron hadn't seen through the secret of how she divided the powerful power into three at the critical moment, if Amaunator hadn't suddenly awakened, if Eilistraee hadn't actually understood the power she didn't know, Shar would have firmly believed that she could win in the end.

As she said, even if she lost, she was still one of the goddesses of creation, Shar with powerful power!

At her peak, Shar once had so many priesthoods: darkness, night, hatred, loss, forgetfulness, sleep, nightmares, illusions, lies, deception, unrevealed secrets, secrecy, betrayal, conspiracy, temptation, thieves, theft, murder, winter.

Although Shar, like Sulen, has lost most of her divine duties, she still has a strong divine power because she has mastered many core divine duties. Compared with Sulen, who once declined to a weak divine power and had to seek refuge from Suni, Shar is always high and mighty, killing and maiming all the gods who despised and were hostile to her!

But now, Shar was defeated, and her body was defeated! She became a captive of her sister and a prisoner of Aaron.

This is unacceptable, totally unacceptable!

Shar was about to threaten Aaron with righteous words, but Sulen smiled at her sister. The Silver Virgin made a gesture, and Aaron took out a round ball with a hole and stuffed it into Shar's mouth.

"Woo woo woo woo ~ woo woo woo woo!" Shar was completely speechless. She still wanted to struggle, but it was useless. She was already extremely weak, and now she could barely speak. The unscrupulous Amaunator even placed a native little sun on Shar's head, which made her dizzy.

"So, this is the end." Amaunator sighed. The ancient sun god had two faces, either a mature woman with shining golden light or a male chief judge with majestic law enforcement. It is generally believed that Amaunator's body is the latter, but people prefer to use the image of the former to shape the appearance of the ancient sun god. After experiencing countless years and a long life in the sewer, Amaunator fixed his face as the latter. At this time, Amaunator looked at the still glorious Netheril Empire reluctantly, and said with a pun: "Can it really end like this?"

Eilistraee did not answer. The dark girl may be the only god who does not miss her past.

Sulun also looked down from the Temple of Time at the glorious Netheril Empire. The Silver Mother thought of the disaster that was about to happen and sighed. Facing one of the seven Nether gods she was familiar with in the past, Sulun's mother smiled and said, "Amaunator, don't forget that your priesthood was stolen from Mysriel. Now that you have mastered [time], why don't you run away? Do you really want Mysriel to take it back from you?"

"You are right, Silver Mother." Amaunator shuddered. The ancient sun god certainly believed that he had the right to claim [time], but even he did not dare to face the power of the first generation of magic goddess.

That's right, it's better to run away as soon as possible and return to the right time. Lathander is a thousand times easier to deal with than Mysriel.

"I heard that someone is looking for me?"

Just when the four gods of Aaron were preparing to retreat with Shar, a beautiful woman with colorful hair suddenly appeared behind Su Lun. Her hair was colorful, her skin was radiant, and her deep blue eyes were full of blazing light. She was dressed simply, yet dignified and elegant, in a blue and white robe that was ingeniously woven with large sections of extremely fine Karatu silk.

She patted Sulun on the back with a smile, called her mother, and politely lifted her skirt and turned around. When she saw Shar tied to the statue of the Mad Fire King, her mouth turned into an "O" shape in surprise. But when her eyes fell on Amaunatta, who was a little unnatural, she immediately showed contempt and ridicule. Finally, when the woman looked at Aaron, her face was angry and weird. She first stretched out her nose and sniffed impolitely, and then greeted Aaron very solemnly with the etiquette of the Pantheon.

After a wonderful facial expression performance, even Aaron knew it.

The woman in front of him was the first generation of magic goddess, Misriel.

Amaunatta retreated calmly, and the ancient sun god tightly grasped the priesthood of [Time].

I got this by my own ability and my daughter! Why should I return it?

But Amaunata was overly worried, and Mysriel ignored him at all. After the first-generation magic goddess finished her greetings, she smiled and said to Suellen: "The sneaky things should be done by the sister above, not As a sister, mother.”

"I'm not sneaky, I just... want to stop her conspiracy." After Su Lun Mama saw Misriel, a complicated smile appeared on her face, as if she was a relative who had been separated for many years, Su Lun Mama Ma hugged Misril tightly: "Long time no see, my child."

"..." Misriel put her head on Su Lun's numb shoulder. She rolled her eyes and said, "You are not the Su Lun I know, are you?"

"...I am." Su Lun reached out his hand to stroke Misril's long hair sadly.

"You must have suffered a lot in the future, right?" The first-generation Magic Goddess seemed not to have heard Su Lun's words. Misriel just said to herself: "I feel that you have lost a lot of priesthood. Fortunately, you I got other powers, mother, is it because of that guy? That’s great, he brought you here, right?”

"I..." The Silver Virgin looked at Missriel, who was considerate and knowledgeable, and looked at his sparkling eyes. She didn't know what to say for a moment. She choked up a little, and was about to explain. Missriel Er has already extended his index finger: "I am the goddess of magic net, mother. I was born at the end of the battle between you and Shar. I am the goddess of magic net appointed by the god AO. I am the god of time. I can see There's more to it than just the surface. You and them all come from the future, and Eilistraee. I feel that your divine core has changed, and you smell of that guy (referring to Aaron)."

"I chose a new path." Eilistraee sighed, admitting her change: "I am sure that I made the right choice."

Mythril looked at Amaunata again and blinked.

The ancient sun god was uneasy and wanted to explain his legitimate need for the [Time] priesthood.

But Misriel still ignored her. She turned back and looked at Su Lun with a half-smile: "Mom?"

"Okay, Missriel, we do come from the future." Suellen was forced to admit. The Silver Virgin looked at her beloved daughter, who was the first to admit her mother's identity in the Battle of Heaven, and took action against Shar at the critical moment. Next, Misriel was about to defeat him, and the past tens of millions of years appeared in front of him.

Mysriel has fallen, Mystra has fallen, and the current goddess Midnight is not close to her at all: "I really want to talk to you, daughter, I really want to hear your voice!"

"Don't be anxious, speak slowly." Misriel realized something from Su Lun's expression, and the first-generation magic network goddess smiled freely.

As for Shar, Mysriel's attitude was not very good, but it was not hostile either: "You have to learn to fail, my somewhat terrible mother. The measure of a god's status lies in how you fulfill your teachings. , practice your vocation, if you always only think about destruction, only think about enjoying the original darkness, and only think about returning to the past, you will eventually face the day of failure. Look, isn't this day coming? ?”

Shar glared at this, but was unable to do anything and simply closed his eyes.

Mysriel was her and Suellen's daughter, but it was also the place where she died. She wished Mysriel would fall, and the Shadow Demonic Network was also built to fight against the Demonic Network.

Unexpectedly, Missriel in Aaron's eyes is both frivolous and profound, both wild and steady, both carefree and extremely sad.

Mysriel seemed to have understood something, but she didn't seem to care at all. Mysriel didn't talk to Aaron at all. Even though she knew that he was also a god, she used "that guy" to describe Aaron.

It's interesting, but Aaron's time is running out. The power he injected into the river of time is gradually drying up, and it's time to return to the future.

Aaron made a gesture towards Su Lun, indicating that we don't have much time.

Finally, the emotional Su Lun Mama couldn't help it any longer. Her loving and gentle face gradually became serious, and the first sentence she spoke shocked Aaron and Amenata: "Listen to me, daughter, time is running out. I have to let you know something, the glorious civilization in front of you, the civilization you have been wiping their butts for..."

Hello! Aaron and Amaunata's expressions changed dramatically.

The god AO has made it clear that no one can go back or interfere with the timeline!

Stop being emotional, you idiot!

But it was already too late, Su Lun's words had already been spoken, and Aaron's face turned pale in an instant.

It’s over, trouble!

The first-generation magic goddess heard Su Lun's words. She thought for a moment, a distressed expression appeared on her face, and her eyebrows wrinkled and then relaxed.

"No, mother, it's not necessary." Misriel smiled and shook her head: "What you want to change is your future, not mine."

"But, this has something to do with your future!" "No, it has nothing to do with me."

Mythril interrupted Suellen rudely. She turned her head and said softly: "Do you understand how to fulfill the responsibility of [time]? Amaunata? Since you want it so much, I will give it to you. But you have to promise me to fulfill your duties."

The golden sun god, the powerful divine power of the mechanical realm, fell silent. Looking at Misriel's smart and kind eyes, the ancient sun god slowly bent towards the first-generation magic goddess, speechless for a long time.

This is the highest level of etiquette in the Nese era.

"I love you, mother." Mysriel finally gave Suellen a big hug, and reluctantly gave Shar another: "I love you too, mother."

"And you, Aaron." Finally, the goddess of magic seemed to think of the Lord of Reincarnation, one of the Eight Gods of Nese. She smiled with tears in her smile: "You are a bastard. You went back to the past just to fuck my mother. You guys, I’ve recorded this grudge, and I’ve given you the priesthood. Remember to be gentle to my mothers.”

Aaron couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He had already felt the pull from the river of time, and he signaled that he really wanted to retreat.

"Goodbye, my mothers." Mysriel waved her hand.

"Goodbye, daughter." Su Lun couldn't help crying. She brushed her daughter's cheek with great treasure and looked at her deeply for the last time.

Even Shar turned his head away, thinking that you are going to fall soon and you are still pretending like this?

A few seconds later, time and space were distorted, and the four Aaron gods disappeared.

The magical girl with seven-colored hair stood in the Temple of Time and sighed leisurely.

"Nothing can withstand the erosion of the long river of time, and gods will eventually fall, mother."

"The only criterion for measuring a god is whether he adheres to his own teachings and laws set by himself until the end. That's all."

"Love magic, love it because of love. Don't use it for selfish reasons, just hold it in the palm of your hand, as a magic weapon at your fingertips, and manipulate the world. Dance hand in hand with magic and pursue its way. But you need to be alert at all times, it is also Art is a gift from the goddess, and those who can use it will receive great grace. Whenever these words come up, don’t forget to discipline yourself with dignity and foresight.”

"Always practice magic, and always make magic. Doing it yourself is far better than relying on others alone. Creation brings greater joy than using it, and you must make the fruits benefit the public, so that your reputation can last forever. All you do is respect. Those who are the best and are honored by the goddess will transcend death and continue to perform their duties. They are with the magic and are immortal because of it.”

"This is a teaching that I have personally set. It encourages creation, exploration, and the use and invention of magic nets. This is the greatest pursuit of my divine life, Misriel."

"So I won't interfere with his magic, even if it leads to my downfall."

"Because I am your proud daughter, the Goddess of the Magic Network, Missriel!"