Chaos Crown

On the way to retreat, Aaron was panting wearily. He lay on the headmaster's back, his face pale from blood loss.

It was the first time he released this magic, and it was a little out of control. He injected too much magic power and overloaded the power of Slaanesh, and even Aaron injected most of the warlock's spell points into this five-ring magic in one breath, which caused him now Feeling a little tired.

The five-ring magic - Torment of Slaanesh is specially used to fight against the situation where there are few enemies and many enemies, and the enemies are in groups and powerful. This magic can make them kill each other, but it also depends on the timing of release.

Because the torture of Slaanesh not only does not weaken the enemy like other magics, but will give the affected person a bonus similar to the barbarian's "Rage". Under the control of the illusion, the enemy will be able to enjoy attack rage + strength Boost + speed boost + no pain bonus.

This is Slaanesh, this good brother is not afraid of trouble, but afraid that the trouble is not big enough.

Leonard carried Aaron on his back. The headmaster noticed that Aaron's robe was dripping blood, and immediately used lay on hands to heal him while running: "They are fighting, junior!"

"Very good." Aaron forced himself to concentrate: "Quick, let's enter the hall!"

"Let's see what is hidden in the stronghold of the Dragon Witch Cult."

Aaron and others rushed towards the main hall, and the fierce battle in the block continued.

Knight, the left hand of God, was covered in flesh and blood at this moment. He felt so hungry, his stomach was rumbling, and he couldn't get enough of it no matter how much he ate. It seemed that he would never be able to fill the gluttonous emptiness in his stomach.

But this state didn't last long, a purple-black holy emblem suddenly appeared on Knight's body, and the skull pattern shrouded in the chaotic eight-pointed star appeared in Knight's mind. Wearing a high-necked windbreaker, a wraith with sunken cheeks appeared.

His piercing voice awakened the will of his subordinates who were enjoying a feast.

"Nate! What are you doing? Who allowed the tiny you to forget my will, who let the crazy desire replace the supreme black sun in your heart? Who is it?" The voice of Dark Sun Prince Cyric awakened Knight's sanity, God's left hand immediately sweated all over his body, he knelt down on his knees without reservation, regardless of himself being in the middle of the bloody slaughter field.

"My lord!" Knight's forehead hit the ground, splashing blood plasma. At this time, the left hand of God was even more abyssal than the hell devil: "Sorry!"

"Did you get things done?" Cyric said coldly, and the Prince of Dark Sun snapped his fingers frivolously first: "Let me see...very good, Nat, your figure is well maintained, The brain is better maintained, as if it was born!"

The extremely sarcasm and harsh words of Prince Dark Sun made the face of the left hand of God turn red and turn pale. He didn't dare to make any resistance at all, he could only obey: "Please forgive me."

"My patience has its limits, man-eater." The dark sun prince's characteristic sharp and mean voice said: "but before that, show these stupid fools who believe in winged reptiles the great power of your master Let them understand that their humble wills will not end well except to submit to the supreme murderer!"

"Kill all those who believe in winged reptiles, and then go and kill Aaron Salian with the cruelest method of skinning and heart-digging. Remember to cut 3000 knives, one more knife will not work, and one less knife will not work!"

"Go, or the next time I appear, it will be your death." Cyric's will urged Knight.

"Yes!" Knight, the left hand of God, answered again.

As soon as the screen turned, only a few seconds passed, and the left hand of the god had already recovered his sanity. He wiped his mouth casually, not caring about the dirt on his sleeves, and moved up and down with two extraordinary daggers that shone with blue light. Flip over and aim at Dragonmaw Walker.

At this time, the leader of the Dragon Witch Cult was in a state of emotional collapse. He withstood the influence of the pink mist, but none of the four master-level half-dragons under his command. In a short time, two half-dragons died, one was seriously injured and the other was slightly injured, and more than half of the remaining Dragon Witch Cult elites were also killed or injured in this wave of madness!

Dragonmaw Walker didn't even know how he was going to explain to his superiors. In this wave, he was almost destined to lose his status as a purple robe and be executed by the sect!
However, Dragonmaw Walker found that he didn't need to think so much at this time, because on the battlefield, a figure came towards him.

It was Knight, the left hand of God. Wherever he passed, the bodies of the followers of the Dragon Witch Disintegration automatically disintegrated from the air, and the blood-soaked killer was like a lizard participating in a bloody battle in the abyss!

Dragonmaw Walker has no hesitation anymore, he knows that he must at least defeat the enemy in front of him first!

Immemorial dragon's breath!

Dragonmaw Walker unleashed his most powerful spell as soon as he came up. A flame dragon more than nine meters long came out of his summoning with unparalleled power and terrifying power, carrying the rolling dragon power straight to Knight's body. !
The residual heat from the ancient red dragon divided the battlefield, and the roar of the giant dragon awakened the minds of many mortals affected by Slaanesh, but before they could wake up, they were swallowed by the flames and turned into a mass of dark red residue rolling on the ground .

God's Left Hand's response was simple.

He first chanted Cyric's holy name, expressing loudly that he would dedicate this victory to the great Black Sun Lord.

Immediately afterwards, after a short chanting, Knight began his performance.

Shadow killing technique.

A thick black mist surrounded Knight's body, under the attack of Yanlong, God's left hand was hidden in the black mist.

Yan Long temporarily lost his target, and his body froze.

Knight in the black mist moved.

The speed of the two daggers in his hands was so fast that even the afterimage could not be seen clearly, and his body stabbed continuously like a shooting star, directly attacking the Dragonmaw Walker.

Dragonmaw Walker immediately retracted Yanlong and stood in front of him.

Knight didn't stop, his speed was even faster, along the surface of Yanlong's body, the daggers in his hands kept tearing, chipping, and cutting off sections of flames.

In the first thrust, Yanlong's body was covered with gaps.

In the second thrust, Yanlong's body surface was obviously reduced from higher platinum to dark red.

In the third thrust, Yanlong struggled and broke into three pieces.

When the three thrusts were released, the ultimate move that Dragonmaw Walker was proud of had turned into sparks in the air.

This scene shocked the audience.

The ancient dragon flame, which was sealed and could only be used in desperate situations, was cut off by Knight like this?Only with his hands?Only with his double daggers?

Just, that simple?
Yes, it's that simple, God's Left Hand Knight showed a cold sneer, although he also consumed a lot of energy because of this outbreak, Knight looked at everyone's stunned expressions with satisfaction.

He knew that Cyric appreciated his performance.

Taking a deep breath, Dragonmaw Walker was already drenched in sweat when Knight, who had slowed down, approached again.

What kind of enemy is this?
What did he encounter today?
The strange magic of that human is not counted, and now comes the assassin's chosen technique?
There was no other way, Dragonmaw Walker made a decision in an instant, and he directly used his strongest stunt at the bottom of the box.

Dragon power!

Following the roar of Dragonmaw Walker, the dragon-shaped giant claws coming from the sky, carrying the power of falling stars, covered Knight's head with lightning speed.

The two-meter-diameter dragon claw was so fast that Knight had no room or chance to dodge. He only had time to raise his head, and the dragon claw had already covered his face!

"Boom!" The soaring air wave crushed the battlefield, blowing up a large piece of debris, and swept away all the people nearby.

The place where Knight was was covered by thick smoke, and the situation could not be seen clearly for the time being.

Did you win?
Dragonmaw Walker watched expectantly.

"Kah~" the dragon claw shook.

"It's amazing..." Nate's voice came.

"Quack quack ~" What happened next left Dragonmaw Walker dumbfounded.

The left hand of God, Nate Frankfell, blocked the slap of the giant dragon claw with only his left hand.

Dragonmaw Walker's eyes were dull, he suddenly felt that his lungs lacked fresh air, he breathed hard, coughed hard, bursts of gold stars appeared in front of his eyes, the leader of the Dragon Witch Cult tried his best to stand still own body.

He thought that he might fail, he thought that this trick might not be able to deal with this powerful enemy, but he thought that the opponent used magic, props, magic, and even the divine grace of the dark sun to resist the dragon claw, but He never imagined that the other party actually used his left hand to catch it!

That was a dragon claw slap comparable to a full-strength blow from a great ancient dragon. Creatures without extraordinary power would only be slapped into a pulp!
"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Dragonmaw Walker shook his head vigorously. He was shaking his head tremblingly, sweating profusely, and couldn't accept this result at all.

"You guessed it right." There was a sinister smile on his left hand, and with the disappearance of the dragon's claw, a golden luster was revealed under his cracked left glove.

"Do you know what the previous nickname of my god's left hand is?" Knight pointed at Dragonmaw Walker with the back of his hand. He spread his five fingers and showed Dragonmaw Walker his left hand shrouded in golden light: "It's the golden left hand."

"My left hand has extraordinary power."

"As for you, you have nothing. The strength of you and your dragon masters is not worth mentioning."

The Dragonmaw Walker has collapsed, and the world of the leader of the Cult of the Dragon has collapsed.

Could it be that the power of the giant dragon is so insignificant?
Could it be that the goal that I have planned and worked hard for all my life is so fragile?

"No~no~" The more Dragonmaw Walker tried to convince himself, the more he wavered. He tried hard to resist, but his legs shook uncontrollably. discourse.

The golden left hand moved closer and closer, like caressing a lover's body, pressing on his forehead, tasting his despair and feeling his fear.

Bleeding to the sky.

Red stains the air nearby.

The battle was soon over.

"I dedicate this victory to you, my lord." After solving the remnants of the Dragon Witch Cult, Knight, the left hand of God, knelt down on one knee and performed a standard etiquette of the dark sun.

"Okay! Very good, you are doing well, my Nate, my favorite and most promising Nate!" Cyric's ecstatic voice sounded from the air, and the Lord of the Black Sun turned into a thick black Fog surrounded Knight's body, and he was pleased with the victory.

"Now there is only one thing left for you to complete." The Dark Sun Prince screamed: "Go and deal with Aaron Salian, don't you want to get my reward?"

"Go!"

"Yes, my lord." Knight nodded silently, and he clenched his daggers tightly.

The entire army of Dragon Witch Cultists had been wiped out, and there were only four cannibals left behind Knight. God's left hand glanced at the Dragon Witch Cult hall in the distance, took a deep breath, and continued to move forward.

This is the final battle.

One step away from Dark Sun's victory!
Knight clenched his left hand tightly, and the completely golden hand was full of extraordinary power.

This mutation of the left hand came from a divine creature. During the catastrophe of the saint, Knight, a cannibal, accidentally ate the flesh and blood of a divine creature.

It was Cyric's divine grace just now that helped him control the mutant power.

So, the Left Hand had no choice but to offer his allegiance to Cyric.

No!

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On the other side, in the main hall of the Dragon Witch Cult, a moderate quarrel broke out.

The remaining followers of the Dragon Witch Cult fell into a pool of blood, almost all of them were killed by one blow.

Because all the elite people were taken out by Dragonmaw Walker, and there were only two or three kittens left, Aaron and others came in and killed the remaining guards one by one with little effort.

However, Monk Kong was not satisfied with this behavior. Kong believed that the core members of the Dragon Witch Cult should die, but there were actually quite a few outsiders in the hall, and they didn't even know what they were serving, but Ya Both Lun and Charlotte did not hesitate to kill each other.

Kong thought that they should be given a chance to reform themselves, at least they could be stunned first, and then handed over to the court of the kingdom for trial.

Unfortunately, no one listened to him.

The ascetic monk shook his head again and again. He clasped his hands together, stood aside and stopped speaking, and refused to participate in the search of the hall by Aaron and others. He even kept watching Aaron with vigilant eyes.

On the contrary, the paladin Leonard, who is also in the lawful and good camp, agrees with this kind of behavior. Leonard believes that the country's deeds and deeds do not matter if the evil is eliminated. Although these peripheral members of the Dragon Witch Cult may be innocent, they have no Doubt is also an accomplice. Choosing to kill on the premise of protecting one's own safety is in line with the teachings of Tyr, the God of Justice, and Tom, the God of Loyalty and Courage.

Therefore, there was a very strange scene, that is, the paladins and monks who were both in the lawful good camp still had huge differences in their previous views.

It can only be said that the good camp is actually infinitely divisible, but the evil camp always tends to be the same in the end.

However, the good camp likes to stick together, while the evil camp fights on its own.

Aaron soon discovered that they had found a huge treasure trove!

In the wing hall of the side hall of the main hall, Aaron and others found a total of 28 large treasure chests, each of which was filled with platinum and gold and silver coins of various colors!
'Lordon', 'Dantel', 'Centaur' from Amn.

"Pesanta" "Kira" from Calimshan.

'Triple Crown' 'Golden Lion' 'Falcon' 'Blue Eye' from Cormyr.

Triangular gold and silver coins from Zambia.

Crescent Coins from Silvermoon, Sun Coins and Dragon Coins from Waterdeep.

Loose coins from Zhentil Keep.

In addition, gems, pearls, and precious metals are countless.

Even Aaron found many coins of the Ancient Nether Empire and the Ancient Imaskar Empire in a chest. Among them, the pyramid gold coins and octagonal platinum coins of the Nether Empire can still be distinguished to this day. For example, there are coins with "D", "I" or "K" written on them, corresponding to a mature lady and two male grand arcanists respectively.

Oh!We're going to get rich!
Aaron carefully counted the rewards of this adventure.

He soon discovered that there was a large table surrounded by these 28 large treasure chests, and there were two items on the table.

The first is a dragon-shaped mask attached to a dragon-shaped crown, exuding a stinging majesty of the dragon.

The second item is a special amulet with a golden ancient dragon tattooed on it.

But the appearance of this ancient dragon is very different from the golden dragon among normal metal dragons. It has four heads and six claws.

The amulet looked like an ancient relic at first glance, and I don't know how many years it has gone through, but Aaron can still feel the very powerful power contained in the ancient relic, and even Aaron can feel a trace of divinity contained in it.

Is this what is calling me?

Aaron reached out and grabbed the talisman.

The power on the talisman immediately poured into Aaron's body as if it had found its owner. It screamed happily, showing Aaron a gorgeous and sacred scene:

Three overlapping golden rings are separated from the middle by a golden central axis and two curved arcs connected up and down by the central axis.

It contains the divine law of the universe from birth to destruction.

This is the law of reincarnation.

Aaron was waiting to watch again, when suddenly, the faint roar of a dragon in the distance interrupted his thoughts.

Oops, the Cult of the Dragon is waking up the dracolich!
"quick!"

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