Chaos Crown

Chapter 100, The Gift of Khorne

There are only ruins in the completely dark hall, and the collapsed stone statue of the Snakeman lies helplessly on the floor dripping with black blood, like the future of the Snakeman Empire, dark and gloomy.

Both Aaron and Aponia were injured. Aaron's internal organs were bleeding, and there were bruises on many places on his body. His magic power was almost exhausted, his right arm was broken, and a sword mark was left on his face. He was in poor condition.

However, these injuries recovered quickly under the blessing of the Keeper of Secrets state. Although it still hurts, it is no longer a hindrance.

Aponia's injury was lighter. Swordsong Beauty mainly consumed a lot of magic power in the previous secret room to break the snake god's divine power shield, which caused her combat effectiveness to be weakened in the next battle. She was defeated by the legendary snake man. She broke her ribs, but her poison still played a vital role.

What kind of poison is that?

Aaron remembered that in the books he had read, the snake race was immune to toxins by default, so the toxins that could work in this case must be higher-level existences.

"Mysteries lose their effectiveness at higher levels of mysteries."

——Basic logic of mysticism
The beauty of Jiansong added a sword, which completely prevented the possibility of the legendary snake man's resurrection.

In the Kingdom, resurrection is a relatively common situation. Generally speaking, if a creature just died because of a fatal injury, the three-ring The resurrection technique can revive it, and the price is that the caster sacrifices a little of his own life and a diamond worth at least 1 gold lion coins.

However, the resurrection technique is rarely used in practice, because what the resurrection technique actually does is to keep the soul of the dead from leaving the body. As long as there is a fatal injury, the resurrection technique will definitely fail.

The diamonds needed for the resurrection of the fifth ring have increased to more than 500 golden lion coins, which can heal fatal injuries, but cannot heal limb defects. , the five-ring resurrection technique can't work either.

Aponia's sword pierced the skull through the eye socket, and Wuhuan's resurrection was invalid.

She is really skilled.

Aaron knew that she was an old hand when he saw her technique, normal attitude and natural expression.

Without saying much, Aaron began to count the gains of this battle.

Five extraordinary weapons, each of which is worth a thousand gold, adding up five with the addition of serpentine steel, [-] Golden Lion Coins is no problem.

The entrance to the secret room is temporarily sealed, and the snake-hating people sleeping inside are still in the dream of Slaanesh and will not wake up for the time being. The treasures here can be stored first, and we will talk about it in the future when we find a chance.

Then the biggest harvest is... Aaron turned his attention to the legendary snake man.

Snake skin, snake scales, snake venom, snake gall.

Snake people are full of treasures!
Snake skin can be used to make armor, snake scales can be used to make scale armor, snake venom is a powerful toxin, and is also an important alchemy formula. Snake gall is not only an alchemy formula, but also a medicinal material. Even snake meat has rich nutritional value and medicinal properties for cooling and reducing fire. .

The body of the legendary snake man is a rich treasure trove.

Without saying a word, Aaron drew out his dagger, and planned to dispose of the legendary snake man's body with Aponia.

"Huh~uh~ ahh."

There was the sound of heavy breathing from the ruins. Under the broken stones of the collapsed snake-man statue, the former giant bear druid was panting hard. He was slowly changing back to a human from the previous giant bear form.

After a little hesitation, Aaron still gestured to Alponia, and trotted to Druid's side: "Big guy?"

Aaron's feelings towards the druid are very complicated. On the one hand, the druid ruined his good business with the elf beauty. If he hadn't appeared suddenly, he and Alponia would have run away with the egg.

But on the other hand, the druid and him were fighting side by side no matter what they said, and there was some friendship between the two sides.

The state does not care about deeds.

"Damn human..." The bear hair and protruding mouth on the Druid's face slowly changed back to a human shape. The iron tower-like giant before was very weak now, and he struggled to breathe. The poison was completely destroying his life, but seeing Aaron coming, the druid was not happy, but was full of hatred for him: "Damn Cormyr! It's all because of you, because of you!"

"I'm very grateful for your help, big man." Aaron sighed, and he knelt down beside the Druid on one knee: "Your situation is not good."

"I know, you don't need to tell me!" The snake venom entered his body, and the Druid paled under the extreme pain. Even at the last moment of his life, he didn't have a good temper: "Sivanus, I was originally Is it the will of the father of the oak to destroy human beings, but ended up helping you? But human beings will pay the price for destroying nature one day!"

Aaron understood that this was a radical environmentalist who wanted to fight humans by awakening the snake man.

Cormier has clashed with druids more than once because of deforestation.

"Big man, do you have any last words to convey, or do you have any last wishes?" Considering that the druids helped them after all, Aaron held back his unhappiness: "For the sake of fighting side by side, I can provide what I can." help."

"My name is...Earthwalker...Rhodok." Druid nodded, he grabbed Aaron's tattered burqa and held his staff: "Remember...my name...Earthwalker Rhodok."

"I remember." Aaron nodded.

"And...this staff, please send it back...to the...Ghost Valley in Hurek Forest for burial, please."

After speaking, the Druid stared at Aaron, waiting for his response, as if determined not to give up if he didn't agree.

Aaron took over the weird staff made of dead wood with a skull inlaid on the top, nodded slowly under the gaze of the druid, and agreed to the request.

"Hehe~ Remember your oath, human being." The light in the Druid's eyes slowly disappeared, his pupils gradually dilated, and the big hand that was holding Aaron's burqa loosened, falling on the black coagulated snake blood. On the floor, little blood was splashed.

A strong emotion surged into Aaron's mind, and along with the deadwood staff, an unexpected scene appeared in front of Aaron's eyes.

A flashback to Earthwalker's dying moment.

Towering giant trees, clear streams, mountains in the clouds, and forests full of singing birds and flowers.

Rhodok, the landwalker who is younger than now, walks in the forest, full of joy, embracing the beautiful nature.

The sun shines through the shade of the forest, the chirping of birds, the footsteps of wild animals, the stream flowing through the canyon and falling from the hillside, splashing down on the mountain spring.

The earth walker found a very small sprout on a stone, which was only less than three centimeters away from the crack of the stone. It took root in the stone, stubbornly and tenaciously aimed the young sprout at the sky, and tried hard to absorb it. Watching the sunlight leaking through the gaps in the leaves.

Father Oak, this must be the blessing of Sivanus!
Earthwalker was so moved by the small miracle of life that he cast his magical blessing on the seedling.

From this day on, throughout the year, the earth walkers will come to the valley to see this seedling as long as they have time.

Gradually, the seedlings became twigs, saplings, cracked stones and rose.

His attitude was already radical, and Rhodok, who was not recognized in the Natural Church, liked to stay here more and more, sharing his own affairs with his tree friends, happy, sad, painful, and worried.

Gradually, the land walker developed feelings for this little tree cultivated by himself, and was continuously blessed by magic, and the little tree with a little bit of self-consciousness was able to respond to a certain extent.

Those were the happiest times of the Earthwalker's life.

Until one day, the Earthwalker who had returned from his trip came to the valley again.

The familiar forest is gone, replaced by cut stumps, which are the camps of human logging teams.

The cruel Cormyr executioners cut down the forest here, intending to reclaim farmland and establish a village here.

There are no words to describe the anger of the landwalker. He accused the Cormyrs of murder in their incomprehensible eyes, and looked for his companions.

In the end he found only the trunk of a small tree that had been cut down.

On that day, Rhodok's hands were covered with blood. He made a staff from Xiaoshu's body and took it with him, vowing to avenge Cormyr and mankind.

That's where the Witherwood Staff comes in.

Anger, hatred, grief, and pain to the point of madness, the druid's emotions flowed into Aaron's mind along the withered wood staff, and the son of chaos felt the heavy entrustment from the druid: his last wish in life was to release the druid The stick was buried back in the valley, where he met the little tree.

Aaron didn't know how to evaluate this kind of behavior. He did know that during the reign of Yasan IV, Cormyr tried to open up the Hurek Forest many times, and organized many logging teams to cut down the forest and establish some new villages. At the beginning of the first pioneering, fierce beasts and ghosts began to haunt Hulek Forest, causing many casualties.

Who is right?Is it humans who open up wasteland and try to expand their living space, or druids who protect nature and advocate a balance?
It seems to be right, and it seems to be wrong.

Alright, I will fulfill your last wish, Aaron nodded, and he tied the witherwood staff behind his back.

A strange idea suddenly popped up in the mind of the Son of Chaos.

Can people and trees also fall in love?
This seems to have surpassed Fu Rui's concept, right?

Strange, indescribably strange.

It can only be said that it is really difficult to understand between people!

The brain circuits of druids are really difficult for normal people to understand.

Not thinking too much, Aaron and Alponia peeled off the skin of the legendary snake man, collected his scales, divided the spoils into many big bags, packed them in two trips as soon as possible, and left the ruins of the snake man empire.

Before leaving, he also hastily buried the corpses of the orcs and druids in the corner of the hall.

Fortunately, there was no more fighting when we left.

Cape of Storms Mountain Range, in the forest at the foot of the mountain.

Observing the position of the stars, Aaron finally determined that it should be late at night. He fought from the afternoon until late at night and finally managed to escape. smile.

Even the dark sky could not suppress the joy in their hearts.

"Finally, I came out alive!" Aaron put down several big bags, the weight of the booty directly crushed the bushes and flowers, and the Viscount wiped his sweat with his hands. He leaned on a big tree and walked long He breathed a sigh of relief: "Very good! I survived! Damn dwarf, just wait for me, and I will come to your blacksmith shop to settle accounts with you!"

"Giggle~" The sword song beauty put down her things gorgeously and gracefully, her gorgeous red hair was also wet with sweat, and there was only the reflection of a small chicken in her emerald-like pure eyes, and the sweaty collar made her exude The strong body fragrance, hearing Aaron's complaints, the sword song beauty was a little upset, she directly picked up a pair of long boots and long legs, and the thick heel kicked on the bark behind Aaron, approaching with a sense of oppression: "Oh? Then I think, you should thank that dwarf craftsman properly."

"Otherwise, how would you have the chance to see your sister again?"

"Don't you think so, little rookie?" The elf beauty's slender fingers had pinched Aaron's chin, and there was a bright smile on her wild and bewitching face, waiting for his answer: "Or ? You don't want to meet your sister? Huh?!"

I was walled off by this woman?

Aaron reacted: This is a proposition.

It's okay, the current situation is my advantage!

"Ah!" the sword song beauty screamed, feeling a fiery big hand lift up the absolute area exposed between her brief leather pants and high boots from bottom to top, and hugged her body. The raised long legs were directly carried by Aaron on the shoulders, and the whole person fell into the control of Xiao Caiji.

The palm was pressed against the skin at the base of her thigh, and the temperature from above...was so hot!
She tried to struggle, but Aaron's voice stopped her.

"Sister, tell me your real name and show me your real appearance." Aaron gently stroked the smooth and delicate skin on Sword and Song Beauty's thigh.

"You're not a sun elf, and you're not called Aponia."

————I am a very hot dividing line———

At the same time, deep in the mountains of the Cape of Storms, beneath the pyramids of the ruins of the Snakeman Empire.

Half-orc sword master, Doherty's body was wrapped in a simple cloak, and his feet were still exposed. Aaron didn't know his name, only knew that his tribe was called Blood Sword, and he didn't have enough firewood. So he only carved a small stone tablet for him with a sword, and it said "Blood Sword" on it.

Doherty's heart was pierced by the legendary snake man and died for a long time, and he slept here with the broken long knife in his hands.

However, the Orc's soul did not rest for long.

In the deserted underground hall, a magma-like red light suddenly appeared in the tomb of the orc.

A vivid eight-pillar emblem emerged from the surface of the orc's pierced heart. Power from beyond the stars came here, and the blood in the veins began to boil again, as powerful and majestic as magma burst!
In the muddy reflection of the magma, a human being with blood-red skin sitting on a brass throne stared at the dead half-orc sword master. His throne was full of blood-stained corpses and piles of skulls. The armor is carved with tumbling Chaos runes and faces deformed and shrieking in agony.

"Mortal." His voice was loud and violent: "Wake up."

"Your courage, your glory, your martial arts, your sword, your blood, and this tribute you offer, I feel it!"

"Give blood and sword to all the living beings in the world, the glory of death, the shame of life, I, the master of the living, the head of the dead, the king of the skull recognizes your performance."

"Keep fighting, give me skull, death, fear, hatred, fight for me as my champion."

"Your mission is to assist my chosen one to kill, conquer, and bring fear and hatred to this world."

The sacred eight-pillar emblem was branded on the surface of the half-orc's heart, and the wounds on the half-orc's body, especially the deadly part of his chest, emitted white smoke and healed rapidly.

The battle-scarred two-handed long knife was directly recast into an extraordinary weapon under the will of the supreme being. The eight-pillar rune on the surface of the brass blade gleamed and flooded, and the load-bearing ball had already turned into a skull.

"Okay, get up!"

The Supreme Being injects another light of the skull, and leaves in satisfaction.

After 1 minute, there was movement in the tomb.

The half-orc Doherty shuddered violently, struggling to get up from the tomb made of gravel and mud, shaking off the debris from his body.

He touched his head and chest in disbelief.

Not only were all the fatal wounds healed, but the half-orc's body was even stronger than ever.

what happened?Dougherty couldn't make sense of it all.

Am I not dead?

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