Crown of Chaos

The ones who performed the stage play in the tavern were naturally the college president Leonard and the second senior student Disma, while Aaron was responsible for acting as the attendant of the noble knight.

It's not that Aaron is not good at acting, his acting level is definitely better than Leonard and Disma. The biggest problem is that the warlock has seen him, and Aaron is not sure whether the other party will recognize him.

There are several key points to this plan.

The warlock Mepham would come to the tavern for dinner every afternoon, and they had to stand in advance.

Aaron judged that if the warlock felt threatened, he would either leave immediately or take action immediately.

Therefore, Leonard's status as a paladin becomes the best cover. A passionate idiot who has never seen the world, a paladin who is overconfident and has a strong sense of justice. Mepham will feel that the other paladin poses no threat to him. But she was afraid of attracting his attention and causing trouble.

This is also the reason for creating an environment where many people are watching. The more people there are, the more troublesome the magician will find it.

But we also need an excuse to cause conflict, an excuse that can involve the magician but not easily make the other party lose his mind.

Here, Aaron starts from the Cyric faith of the warlock.

What two types of people do Prince of Dark Sun followers hate the most?

No doubt the "nosy" paladins and druids.

What is the favorite plot of the chaotic and evil Prince of the Dark Sun? It's murder, it's betrayal, it's beating and causing disputes, it's the love-killing of loved ones who betray each other's vows.

This is something Cyric's followers will enjoy.

Aaron suddenly remembered an Internet article he had read in his previous life. The protagonist designed an accidental fight in a tavern to involve all the people nearby, and took the opportunity to cause trouble. It seemed that he arranged for a passing by The druid became angry when he saw someone eating live fish, and the two sides fought, pulling the hidden enemy into the water.

This happened to be a fishing village, so Aaron decided to recreate it and let Disma play the role of a druid.

Rangers are also spellcasters integrated into the ways of the wilderness, and their abilities are slightly similar to those of druids.

Frankly, Disma's performance was a bit too much.

I asked you to stir up trouble, but I didn’t ask you to hold down the head of the college president and spit curse words at him!

Aaron guessed that there must be something between Leonard and Disma.

You are seeking personal revenge.

But now, I can’t care so much!

The Thunder Slash is to shield the Warlock's hearing, and the Rain of Thorns is to shield the Warlock's sight. When Aaron's Tzeentch Lightning Bolt falls from the sky, victory should naturally come!

Sorry, tavern owner, I will pay for the money to repair the tavern when the time comes!

The Dark Moon Sword came out, and Aaron took off his feet and rushed straight to the tavern.

In the tavern, the hooded man was shocked. As a follower of Cyric, he would have been stupid not to realize that this was a trap!

The magic contract of the blade!

The hooded man also reacted at the critical moment. He suddenly chanted a spell and called on the power of the sect master.

A thin short sword wrapped with greasy tentacles appeared in his hand. He flipped his wrist and stopped Disma's two wolf thrusts.

More tentacles emerged from the void, completely blocking all Druid's attack angles.

"Tsk!" The druid took off his disguise at this time, and Disma snorted coldly and was forced to retreat.

But at this time, Leonard was already close, and the sharp sword in his hand was shrouded in a golden light and came down on his head.

Holy beheading!

The warlock had no extra strength to resist. Facing the approaching glowing sword, he could only subconsciously raise his left hand.

"puff!"

Mepham's left hand and a section of his forearm were directly cut into two pieces. The glow continued, and Leonard's sword was still falling downwards. There was only one target, and that was the warlock's chest.

But at this moment, Leonard suddenly felt a stinging pain in his temple, and the battle-hardened paladin instinctively retreated.

Just when he gave up the attack, a poisonous arrow carrying a dark green light grazed his blond hair and penetrated the stone pillar behind him. The stone immediately let out a painful scream, gurgling, and an unpleasant sound followed the arrow. The reactions bubbling at the top caused Leonard and Disma's expressions to change dramatically.

Tavern owner?

The tavern owner armed with a crossbow appeared from behind the bar and flew out two daggers.

The tavern owner is the sorcerer's friend? !

Aaron, who rushed in from outside, immediately raised his hand, and five chaos missiles roared away!

The tavern owner immediately squatted down and the bar was blown to pieces.

"Things are exposed, Mepham!" the tavern owner shouted: "Plan No. 3!"

"Ahhh!" Mepham covered his broken left arm, and the warlock groaned in pain. He pulled out a bottle of potion from his waist and poured it on the wound. The veins on his face became tight.

With their fingers connected to their hearts, the pain made him crazy.

He had just started fighting and he had already lost one of his hands!

This is not over yet.

Tzeentch Blue Flame! Aaron's fire comes last.

Powerful shot! Disma pulled the trigger of the hand crossbow.

The two attacks caused Mepham to be severely injured again. With a crossbow bolt stuck in his waist and his body glowing with flames, the warlock barely managed to dodge the fatal attack by rolling.

But this was also the final attack. The tavern owner hiding behind the bar pressed the switch. With a rumbling sound, the entire tavern collapsed, burying everyone underneath.

A minute later, the ruins of the tavern exploded, and Leonard, Disma, and Aaron crawled out of the ruins. They were all a little embarrassed, but they were not seriously injured.

They only had time to look at each other, and before they even had time to speak, there was a very strong fishy smell in the air.

It wasn't over yet, all three of them smelled magic in the fishy smell.

"Not good!" Aaron wiped his face. He had noticed that the bodies of many nearby villagers began to change!

Some fishermen looked dull and swayed. Their eyeballs began to bulge, scales appeared on their skin, and gills sprouted from their necks. Their bodies were constantly trembling and secreting lubricating mucus.

They are turning into murlocs!

"Marco, Marco, what's wrong with you?" A fisherman stepped forward and hugged her husband, trying to help him recover.

The fishman slapped his wife's head off with a slap. A stream of tears flowed from its dull eyes, and then it let out a crazy roar.

This roar shook the entire small village, and immediately, more fishermen began to transform into fishmen.

"What is that? A sahuagin?" Disma chopped down the attacking murloc with a sword. More murlocs had already rushed over. They looked like crazy, grabbing with their claws and stabbing with harpoons. He bit it with his teeth and soon surrounded Aaron and the other three.

The sahuagin are a race of fish-men that live in the deep sea. They are highly intelligent and often rob and attack villages along the ocean. They kill crew members and massacre coastal villages without mercy. Therefore, people call sahuagin Known as the "Sea Devil".

"It's not a sahuagin!" Aaron yelled, "It's a ritual!"

"What ritual?" Leonard was very anxious. These fishmen were all former villagers. The paladin felt that he had no way to attack them. He could only avoid the attacks in vain.

"It's Mepham's ritual!" Sweat broke out on Aaron's forehead. He kicked away the attacking murlocs and summoned a flame to scare away the remaining murlocs: "Madman! What a madman. , he plans to sacrifice the entire village to his sect master!"

Madman, really madman, Mepham not only plans to go to sea here, but also plans to dedicate the entire village to the suzerain and the chaos to Cyric before going to sea!

"Mepham must be killed as soon as possible, otherwise the entire village will be transformed into fishmen." Aaron roared, looking at the blood on the ground: "Mepham lost a hand and was seriously injured. He Can’t run far.”

"Okay, then I will organize the villagers' defense." Leonard immediately assigned the task: "Disma, you go after the hotel owner, you can't let that guy escape."

"Aaron, Mepham will be left to you!"

"good!"

Aaron didn't hesitate at all. He held the Dark Moon Sword, gathered strength, and used a moon blade to cut into the fishman's smooth body. It did not follow the blood, but went directly to somewhere outside the village.

"Multiple shots!" Disma loaded the hand crossbow as fast as a phantom, firing four crossbow bolts in the blink of an eye, and then spinning the blade with one sword after another. Regardless of blood splattering all over the body, the ranger fought his way out. , heading in another direction.

Seeing the two juniors acting without mercy, regardless of whether the fish-men in front of them were humans, Leonard hesitated to speak.

The paladin's heart was in torment.

The entire fishing village was in chaos at this time. There were screams from women, children and the elderly, unknown calls from fish-men, and adult men who had transformed into fish-men were shouting. The village was in chaos.

Leonard, Leonard, you should focus on the matter in front of you. If you don't take action now, more people will die!

Leonard could only convince himself in this way. He raised his sword and pointed it at the sky.

The white-gold radiance immediately attracted the attention of all living creatures.

"Everyone, gather to me!"

The appearance of the Purple Dragon Knight immediately made the villagers find their backbone, and their panic recovered.

"die!"

Aaron rushed out of the village, and the Dark Moon Sword in his hand cut through the murlocs blocking him like rags. He continued to rush forward, speeding up as much as possible.

A fishy smell hit his face, and Aaron endured the discomfort in his sense of smell and taste and continued on his way.

Miscalculation!

He never imagined that the tavern owner in Dark Light Village was actually an accomplice of the magician!

How long ago did the Church of the Dark Sun start setting up here? Two years, one year, or the last few months?

It's strange. Being able to open a tavern in a village means that he is at least familiar with the villagers and is an acquaintance of the village. Therefore, Aaron thought about the plan several times, but did not include Mepham and his accomplices in the plan. .

However, Mepham has lost one of his hands now and is seriously injured, so he shouldn't be able to escape far.

Aaron did not choose to chase Mepham's blood trail, but went straight to the cave outside the village where the magician usually lived.

Some people have been hiding in the shadows, behind the scenes, or in corners for so long that they can no longer stay in the sun.

According to Aaron's analysis, at this time, the only thing that the seriously injured Mepham could trust was the cave where he had stayed for a long time. There were his sleeping bags, his magic traps, and his spiritual support. Ceremony scene.

As Aaron approached the cliff by the sea, the changes in the dim sea caught his attention.

It was clearly afternoon, and the sun was clearly high.

The sea outside the Dark Light Village is as dark as the deepest night.

There was a strong fishy smell in the air, as well as ancient whispers from unknown existences. Waterbirds flew away in panic. On the dark and deep beach, there were groups of dark creatures crawling onto the land.

These creatures have human bodies, fish heads, gray-green skin, and moon-white bellies. A long dorsal fin stands up on their backs, and they are using their hands and feet step by step.

A lot, really a lot!

After Aaron observed for a moment, he saw at least dozens of figures, and there were more on the ocean. Even in the distance, Aaron saw something bigger.

A dull roar surged from under the ocean, and all the mortals who heard the roar couldn't help but cover their heads. The roar contained a crazy whisper, which messed up the thinking of all mortals!

Only the murlocs became more energetic, and their movements became a little faster as a result, chanting incomprehensible language together.

Damn it! How many people did Mepham sacrifice?

Aaron's expression became ferocious, and he accelerated as fast as he could.

This warlock must be killed quickly, otherwise everyone will die!

There was no way they could defeat so many fishmen.

His goal was Mepham, to deal with the sorcerer. He did not want to involve the entire village or even the entire nearby area. The fishermen were innocent.

Mepham is just an elite sorcerer. How did he get such a powerful power?

But things have happened, and we can only face them.

Lord Viscount's heart became determined.

Fighting is the only answer.

Fighting never changes.

There are also fishmen near the cave under the cliff. A total of four fishmen holding harpoons are guarding here.

Aaron was very fast. After he determined the location of a fish-man, he held the sword in both hands and jumped directly from the cliff more than ten meters away.

Feather fall technique!

"Die!"

With an angry shout, Aaron jumped down, and using the strength of his body's fall, he directly chopped a fishman into two pieces with its head connected to the central axis of the body.

Sword power - heavy chop!

Tidal wave of action!

The Dark Moon Sword kept moving, and the moonlight swept across. The second fish-man's head flew into the sky, and its shoulders were cut open together. Without any chance to breathe, Aaron summoned a flame again and swallowed the third one. Head fish man.

He wanted to do something more, but he couldn't care anymore. The fish-man harpoon rushed towards him. Aaron only had time to twist his body before the harpoon pierced his shoulder.

Blood dripped down the harpoon, and the Dark Moon Sword slashed backwards, cutting off the head of the last fishman.

"Du~wuwuwu~"

The dull roar continued to be heard from the distant ocean, a sound that penetrated the souls of mortals.

It is a chaotic vocabulary composed of a thousand languages, it is a chaotic sense composed of countless emotions, it is like hundreds of rivers connected to the sea, forming an endless ocean, with thick fog rising on the lightless sea, and in the void Gradually, eyes emerge, and the colorful colors interweave into a dizzying whirlpool, leading people towards the sea.

Something is calling!

Aaron only felt that he was falling into an emotion called extreme frenzy. He wanted to destroy everything, and he wanted to tear his skin to pieces.

Under the influence of that voice, his logic gradually became blurred, and the tangible substance turned into nothingness, turning into a dream of mirrors, flowers, and water. Everything in the world also followed the emptiness and went to a low point, changing from deep purple to deep blue, and then to dark red. , the dizzying array of colorful colors alternates one after another, making it impossible to think.

Give up reason and go crazy.

Aaron took out the knife from his waist and stabbed his arm directly.

"Ah!" The smell of blood, dots of bright red dripping on the damp and mucusy ground.

The intense pain restored his consciousness. Facing the cave where Mepham lived, the Son of Chaos hesitated for a moment before releasing his most powerful magic towards the cave.

Three-ring magic, molten metal!

The hot molten stream of destruction fell from the sky, destroying the cave and causing formations of falling rocks. The distant sounds finally slowed down.

"Why do you do this?"

Someone spoke behind Aaron.

Mefam emerged from the forest. He had taken off his hood and revealed his face: "Why risk coming to land? Doesn't the sea provide us with everything? Why should we leave here?" A piece of waves, leaving our mother’s arms?”

"Mepham?" Aaron said coldly: "I'm just waiting for you."

"Are you... the son of Baal? Ha, no wonder." The magician finally recognized Aaron, which seemed to clear his mind a little.

The wound on the warlock's lost left hand decomposed incredibly in a short period of time.

In its place are three twisted tendrils extending from the wound.

"How dare you come?" The magician's expression gradually became crazy: "You are asking for death!"

"Our hatred will end today."

The violent chaotic sea wind blew, and on the beach in the distance, more fishmen were boarding the shore.

Aaron's time is running out.

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