Chaos Crown

Chapter 250, Evil Dog

The oncoming arrows hit Tzeentch's divine spark shield, forcing Aaron to shift his attention from his previous memories to the enemy in front of him.

There was a sharp barking sound from the nearby forest, and several large forest dogs roared crazily and rushed towards him.

Behind the vicious dog, several figures slowly stepped out of the forest.

Aaron immediately determined that there were four enemies, and there was a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

It was already November of 1361 in the valley calendar, after a long journey and through the deep forest. After returning to the territory and taking a short rest for a day, Aaron was non-stop preparing to set off for the Great Comanthor Forest.

With Disma and Leonard leaving one after another, Aaron found that he couldn't find a suitable teammate to go to the Comanthor Forest together.

After he decided to keep Eleanor, Aaron had very few teammates to look for, so he quickly called up his own magic consultant, Ba Ruier-Moonflower's idea.

As expected, Barrell-Moonflower sternly refused.

"My lord, you only pay me 500 gold coins every month, even if you pay me 5000 gold coins, 50000 gold coins, I won't accept this job." The chunky sun elf shook his head repeatedly: "Please forgive me, I can provide All the help except traveling together, but you want me to go with you to Myth Dranor to meet your schoolboy who ran away? I don’t want to return to Avandor right now.”

Barrell-Moonflower didn't say anything, but in exchange, the chunky Sun Elf escaped from the Gentle Country and the Wind and Moon Field, and spent half a day telling Aaron in detail about Myth Drannor's information and The history of the Elven Komandor Empire, and at the end he personally wrote a "letter of introduction" stamped with the moonflower family seal.

"If you are in trouble, this letter of introduction may help you. Remember, this letter is useless to monsters, demons, aberrations and those evil aliens, but if you encounter powerful neutral magic creatures Or spell shadows, elves and liches, you can try to show them my letter of introduction, although they may not be willing to assist you, at least they will not regard you as an enemy."

Aaron had to admit that it was very shocking to hear the history of the Cormanthor Empire from its birth to its destruction from the mouth of a sun elf, especially the "Weeping War" that could be called an epic battle.

The pathetic epic battle consisted of 12 major battles, more than 80 recorded battles and countless small-scale conflicts, which made Aaron reminisce time and time again on the road.

Until his concentration was interrupted by these vicious dogs.

The vicious dogs are obviously large dogs raised by someone. When they saw Aaron, their eyes were red. The ferocity and wildness in the dog's eyes made people shudder.

Obviously, this is not the first time these beasts have attacked humans, or even gnawed on human flesh.

Judging from the bright red eyes and breath of these vicious dogs, they should have the blood of demons!
Seeing that Aaron was stopped by the vicious dog he had released, the four "kind friends" continued to shoot. Following the rustling of the leaves in late autumn, several arrows penetrated the open space near Aaron's body and stuck in the humus-covered ground. on the ground.

"..." Aaron squinted his eyes. He stared at the four humans in front of him. On the road from Cormyr to the valley, there were four people wearing tattered leather armor, holding a long sword and dagger, and carrying a big bow. The people looked at him unkindly, and the leader was obviously a ranger. He whistled, and several vicious dogs immediately surrounded Aaron in the middle.

"Leave the money and weapons, and go!"

The ranger held a machete in his hand and yelled at Aaron.

"Hurry up, idiot, or we'll kill you!" Seeing Aaron's hesitation, the ranger pointed triumphantly at Aaron's nose: "Today we are in a good mood and don't want to bleed."

Aaron quickly looked at the surrounding environment. He made sure that no one was outflanking him. He immediately chanted a spell, and then held the hilt of the Dark Moon Sword with one hand, and the Staff of Dark Night with the other.

"Brothers, borrow a way! I'm in a hurry to pass by and don't want to talk to you, you'd better not come here to seek death!"

Aaron said coldly.

Although he was wearing a cloak and hood, his charisma still made several bandits hesitate, especially the flames of Tzeentch burning on the lightless night, which were far more intimidating than words.

The idea is tough, this man is a spellcaster!
Seeing the magical flame at the top of the staff, the robbers couldn't help but backed away.

Aaron didn't want to kill randomly, he then signaled: "Get out of the way, now."

The four robbers obviously hesitated. They looked at each other, and the greed and hostility in their eyes did not disappear.

Who in this line of work has not had blood on their hands?
It's just that the person in front of them is a spellcaster, and they don't want to die.

A younger robber spat out: "Dude, where did you come from?"

"I came from Baldur's Gate to Shadow Valley." Aaron said coldly.

The leading ranger whistled intermittently. Seeing Aaron's calm demeanor, he was even more puzzled. He made eye contact with his companions, as if discussing whether to retreat or not.

But when his eyes fell on Aaron's weapon and staff, the strong greed gradually overwhelmed his caution.

Spellcasters mean danger, but also great loot!

As for the fact that the other party might be very powerful... Don't be kidding, a truly powerful Faye travels with a large group of followers, or directly teleports or summons a mount. How can he walk alone?

The ranger robber thought of this, and said to Aaron: "Brother, you can go there if you want to. This is our territory. If you want to go there, you have to pay something."

He pointed to Aaron's sword and staff.

"Weapons and wands, you must keep one!"

"?" Aaron didn't expect these robbers to be so wild. He told them that he was a spellcaster, and he still wanted to pluck the wool?
"Is this how the Valley welcomes strangers?" Aaron laughed. "I thought I'd hear 'Welcome to the Valley, my friend', but instead I heard 'Money and Death'. '"

"So do you want money, or life?" The thinner warrior among the robbers pointed at Aaron and cursed: "Who are you frightening? We have four people and eight big dogs! How many spells do you have?"

"Now, put all the weapons and staff on the ground, we can let you live, or you can try?!"

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

Aaron shot out suddenly, and the Chaos Missile aimed at the heads of the four robbers, firing more than a dozen distorted beams in succession!
The four robbers couldn't react in time, and the two robbers even managed to struggle. In an instant, their heads exploded, and the blood splashed all over the ground. A cluster of sharp arrows flew out.

"Sparkling Robe!"

Aaron turned back on the spot, the golden cloak replaced his original cloak, stopped the arrows, and several vicious dogs pounced on him one after another, scraping a line on the golden cloak with their sharp teeth. In the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight vicious dogs hanging on Aaron's body. Each vicious dog weighed at least 100 pounds. They are all violent beasts without intelligence.

If a novice spellcaster came, he would have to be frightened and at a loss.

The Son of Chaos was not in a hurry, he took a deep breath and stomped his foot on the ground. The explosion of thorns soaring into the sky knocked all the vicious dogs away.

Panting slightly, he leaned against the root of an old tree. It was late autumn in the valley at this time, and the first frost of the year fell from the sky, dyeing the leaves golden.

Aaron grasped the mossy old bark and injected the wind of Giron into his body. The thorns spread along the roots, and when the ranger bandit shot the third arrow, it pierced through the ground and pierced his wrist. , The sharp dark moon sword cut the robber's neck with a single blow of the light of the moon blade after being charged.

Now, with only one enemy and a few vicious dogs left, he turned around and wanted to escape for his life.

A precise flaming arrow flew from behind and pierced his thigh. The robber looked at the terrifying traveler in horror. Now, all hope was pinned on a few vicious dogs.

Aaron didn't keep him waiting too long, he held Dark Night tightly and tapped the ground with his staff.

Metal Magic - Golden Retriever!
There are as many golden retrievers as there are vicious dogs. Naturally, the fangs of vicious dogs cannot match the tougher golden retrievers.

In just a few seconds, only the corpses of vicious dogs that had been broken into pieces or disemboweled were left on the ground.

Aaron came to the last robber. He was thinking of asking the robber something when he felt someone coming towards him not far away.

"You are finished, the boss is here! You are finished! Hahahahaha~ you are finished!" The last robber laughed wildly.

"No, it's you!" Aaron put his hand on the robber's forehead, he chanted a few spells lightly, and then disappeared in place.

When the robbers who came to support finally approached, in addition to the extremely bloody scene, they saw a large meat ball that was rapidly expanding, which could only be recognized from the distorted human face in the upper right corner of the meat ball. It used to be their accomplices.

"what is this?"

"What the hell happened?!"

Without time to think, the giant meat ball more than two meters high waved its tentacles and charged towards the group of robbers.

"Ahhhh~"

"Fight, fight!"

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The sky quickly turned leaden gray, and a cold wind blew up. Aaron felt that it might be raining. He quickened his pace while thinking about the reason why the robbers appeared here.

After creating a Chaos Egg to divert the robber's attention, he in turn figured out why there was a large band of robbers nearby—he saw many corpses on the roadside and the overturned carriage boxes left by the caravan.

Apparently, the bandits had ambushed a caravan, so only four of them ambush themselves.

How dare these robbers.

Aaron complained in his heart.

I am a master-level spellcaster, and I dare to come up to rob, I have warned you.

If he hadn't noticed that there were people nearby, he would have taken all four of them away with a single fireball.

It's just that Aaron has a vague feeling that the minds of these robbers are a little abnormal, and together with the vicious dogs with the blood of demons, the eight vicious dogs are much stronger than the four robbers, but they are willing to obey that possibility. A ranger who doesn't even have an elite.

The whole incident had a strange taste. He had intentionally spared the life of a bandit, and wanted to ask what was going on with that bandit, but in the end there was support, so it was fine.

Following the information and the map given by Ms. Lauer, Aaron walked into a small valley. He saw smoke rising from the distance. A village was built among the wooden walls. Aaron noticed a lot of weeds at the door. , the guards of the village asked Aaron what he was doing here, and Aaron took out an adventurer badge and told them that he was here to stay overnight. His charisma made it easy for him to be let go.

Under the guidance of the guards, Aaron looked for houses with brooms hanging upside down or hanging signs. He passed through several stone houses emitting smoke, and finally stopped in front of a large double-height house with words written on it "Welcome to Xuesen Hotel".

According to Raul, Sandra the Windchaser, a member of the Harper Alliance, is here. The owner of the Xuesen Hotel knows how to find her, and Sandra will be able to help Aaron find a way to enter the Comanthor. The Way of the Great Forest - less fighting, less trouble.

However, Ms. Lauer also told Aaron that she hadn't contacted Sandra for many years. If Aaron wanted Sandra's help, he might need to pay some benefits for it. These benefits may be pure money, or they may Ask him for some help in exchange.

The Harper is such a loose organization. The superiors do not have too much binding force on the subordinates. Everyone can come together because of the constraints of morality and the simple sense of justice of human beings.

At the entrance of the hotel, a ten-year-old boy was peeling potatoes. He was humming a song, and there was a basket of radishes and a bucket of water beside him. When he saw Aaron appearing, he stared at Aaron’s face with a little curiosity, trying to see clearly After his appearance, the little boy became even more excited: "Sir, do you want to stay at the hotel?"

"Yes." Aaron nodded.

"Dangdangdangdang~" The boy rang the gong, and Aaron opened the door and walked into the hotel.

"Welcome, guest."

The hotel was filled with a strong smell of pine trees, the stove had been lit, and there were bursts of voices from there.Looking at the situation inside the house, Aaron thought for a moment that he was back in the woods by the roadside.This hotel uses pine trunks as pillars, the room is dimly lit, the floor is slate, the gaps are filled with sawdust, and there are many small hard-shelled insects running around.

The smell of food, the smell of human body, the sour smell of beer and the musty smell of wood, but this time without Eleanor's company, Aaron also lacked interest in the surrounding environment.

The hotel owner came: "Guest, do you want to eat or stay? Are you alone?"

"Yes, just me, lodging, single room, good food, no wine." Aaron took out eight silver coins.

"Very well, you made the right decision, we provide the best meals and accommodation here, but you have to look after your own property, and don't do anything in the hotel, I warn you, it's 20 miles away from here The land is the Valley of Shadows, if you dare to do something, our great sage of Elminster and Lord Storm-Silverhand, High Lord Shiron-Silverhand will not ignore you, we will throw you out and declare you are not allowed The object of welcome!" said the hotel owner, half showing off, half warning.

"Really? Have you seen the Great Sage of Ill?" Aaron smiled with interest, "I don't believe it."

"Everyone here has seen the great sage!" The hotel owner was a little angry, and he shouted at the drinkers in the store: "Those who have seen the great sage, raise your hands!"

Everyone raised their hands, including Aaron.

"Young man, what's your name?" Seeing Aaron raised his hand, the hotel owner's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Aaron, Aaron-Salian, from Suzar." Aaron propped his chin and smiled.

The atmosphere in the hotel was suddenly suffocated.

The hotel owner opened his mouth wide: "Aaron Salian, are you the 'King Bearer', Aaron Salian, one of the Five Heroes of Arabelle?"

"Yes."

The expression of the previous arrogant boss changed dramatically. He immediately fastened the buttons on his chest with his hairy hands, straightened his body, and saluted Aaron: "Begler-Dell, I've heard your name! Lucy! , Berger, hurry up and meet Your Excellency the Kingbearer!"

"Here!" The proprietress and the children who were peeling potatoes outside put down their work.

Aaron instantly became the focus of the audience.

He greeted everyone politely, and thanked the hotel owner in particular, then ignored everyone's accusations, and signaled that he would eat something to fill his stomach first, and then asked the hotel owner about the Wind Chaser Sandra thing.

"Your Excellency, please wait a moment and enjoy dinner first, and I will send someone to find Sandra."

Aaron nodded, and then he buried his head to enjoy the local delicacies in the valley, and secretly looked at the crowd around him.

In a corner of the hotel, there were a few burly men and women wearing burlap clothes, sweating and smelling like a stench. Aaron could tell at a glance that they were probably local farmers, because after harvesting the farmers Entering the slack time for farming, I should have returned from odd jobs and had dinner at the hotel.

On the other side of the hotel are a few mercenaries and adventurers. Every year, many people want to go to Myth Drannor to try their luck. The ridiculous thing is that their equipment and the wealth they carry often become new treasures. Discovery by latecomers.

Of course, it is possible that they are just ordinary mercenaries, taking on nearby tasks.

At this moment, the chat between the two adventurers caught Aaron's attention.

"Have you heard?"

"What did you hear?"

"A few days ago, someone saw an elf in Cormanthor! A living elf!"

"The living elves? Didn't all the elves of Cormanthor move away?"

"Yeah, all the elves should have moved away, but Alma said he dared to swear to the King of War that he really saw the elves, the living elves, they gathered together, I don't know what they were discussing~ "

"Elves are just elves, so there's nothing to make a fuss about. It's normal. It's said that the elves outside always want to take back Myth Drannor? A few spies will come here from time to time."

"No, no, no, the elves that Alma saw are different from those outside, completely different!"

"The elf he saw had red horns and black bat wings."

"Simply, like a devil!"

　Updated, ask for tickets at the end of the month~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)