Chaos Crown

The rushing mushroom man slammed into Aaron like a cannonball.

Six mushroom men, in six directions, sealed off all of Aaron's evasion space.

This fog!

The Son of Chaos squinted his eyes. Ever since he entered Myth Drannor's surroundings, he had already sensed that there was something wrong with the fog. Although his perception attribute could not be as good as that of a divine spellcaster like Miss Priest, who needed perception as the main attribute, but The fact that the mushroom man can only feel it when he touches it around him already explains the problem.

Naturally, Aaron couldn't be hit so easily, he had already progressed to master level strength.

Mantra chanting.

Tzeentch Flames!

Along Aaron's surroundings, a circle of colorful flames surrounded his body to form a ring of fire. The lifelike flames spun around Aaron's torso three times, blocking all possible attack directions of the Mushroom Man.

Facing the flames, the Mushroom Man's behavior was different from what Aaron had imagined. They didn't even notice the flames, and used their bodies to go straight into the burning fire. It wasn't until they touched the colorful flames that the Mushroom Man's body subconsciously step back.

It was too late, colorful flames spread along the mushroom man's body, like a group of piranhas gnawing on flesh and blood, engulfing the six mushroom men and burning them into a mass of ashes.

The air was quiet again, only the enemies twitching slightly in the flames remained. Aaron carefully watched the charred corpses of these mushroom people.

The upper half is a mushroom, and the lower half is a human. There are many wounds on both arms and body, and sheets of fungi grow out of the wounds. These mushroom people seem to have lost their sense of sight and smell, and their heads have been covered with various kinds of toadstools. Plant-like plants, so they can neither see nor smell.

The only thing these mushroom people can rely on is their strong body, powerful arms and fearless charge. Each mushroom person weighs at least [-] pounds. At least get knocked over.

"In the end, where did it come from?" Aaron checked for a while, but couldn't get a specific answer.

There was movement again in the mist, and this time Aaron was more vigilant.

His expression was also more serious.

sooso~
One, two, more and more mushroom men emerged, and one column after another was raised on the ground. Only then did Aaron realize that the entire water conservancy facility was surrounded by mushroom men, seventy or eighty of them!
These mushroom people have almost exactly the same pace. They all aimed at Aaron's position and charged in groups. The bodies of these monsters formed a wall, pressing down like a mountain.

With no eyesight and no sense of smell, how did these mushroom people judge his position?
Facing so many enemies, Aaron didn't resist, because it was meaningless. He glanced in one direction, launched a stray step, and disappeared in place.

The large group of mushroom people lost their target and stopped in place. They wandered around aimlessly for a while before stopping.

Above the dilapidated water conservancy building, two demon-born elves in long robes, with horns on their heads and wings on their backs, revealed their true colors.

"I think he's spotted us."

"Yes, Crushien, send a messenger back to report to the Patriarch that someone is coming."

"And judging from his strength, he is quite a powerful mage!"

"Yes." A demon-born elf released a spell, and the animal messenger flew to the depths of the mist with the news of the appearance of foreign enemies.

"Then what do we do?"

"Chase! He escaped into the underground water pump network."

"There, unfamiliar outsiders are not welcome."

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Myth Drannor's underground water pump network is like a huge labyrinth, rushing through the vaulted halls and long low corridors, passing through endless rooms, narrow corridors, and passing through the almost vertically downward white The stone steps extend all the way to the depths of the ground.

It is said that the underground water pump network of Myth Drannor was built by the dwarves. This network is called the spring of life well, which provides the city residents with a reliable source of fresh water.

But after the fall of Myth Drannor, the underground water pump network has become a chaotic and filthy place, without any lighting lights, the ground is plunged into darkness, angry shouts seem to come from every direction, and the entire water pump network road It's like a hunting ground, and Aaron is the prey caught in it and running away.

He could hear curses and commands and the sound of swords being unsheathed and drawn and drawn, and the clang of heavy armored feet on the stones of a small party of pursuers.

"Demon elves." Aaron murmured the name of the enemy. He ran across the chaotic road, feeling the traces of his boots sliding across the ground. Statues were placed on both sides of the road to commemorate everyone who had worked hard to build the water pump network. Workers, but with the erosion of the years, these statues have completely changed beyond recognition.

The demon elves regard Myth Drannor as their private property, and they will attack anything that tries to enter the city. Aaron gracefully leaps forward, dodging a corner, trying to confirm the number of his enemies.

"Crewe! You go over there."

"Gu, you go there."

The enemy seemed to be a small team with an orderly division of labor. Seeing that the prey had temporarily disappeared, the demon-born elves who were familiar with the water net immediately began to divide the work, but they would soon realize how wrong it was to try to chase Aaron.

A demon elf turned the corner, a moonlight flew out from behind the roadside statue, the blade of the sword slid, and the head of the first pursuer was cleanly chopped off, then Aaron rushed to the other attacker, and he rolled towards In front of him, a scorching ray released by the demon elf flashed past, and he used the lightless night and the divine spark shield to harden one, and swung the sword of the dark moon, and the demon elf was disembowelled.

Before the elf died, he screamed, which attracted the team leader's attention. In the darkness, sharp arrows shot repeatedly, piercing the wall and the statue behind Aaron, splashing stone foam.

Aaron continued to run, and when he reached the next intersection, the Demon Elves team lost two more people.

Now the demon elves didn't dare to chase like before, they turned to proceed cautiously, passing through three directions, they gradually besieged Aaron in a dead end.

Aaron could feel the hatred gathering from the walls, the ceiling, the floor.With a howl, the demon elves swarmed from three directions.

Two elves among them pulled the trigger on Aaron with their crossbows.

A ranger was playing with a pair of daggers, flying up and down, preparing to make a surprise attack.

The three demon-born elves were obviously spellcasters. They chanted magic at Aaron respectively, and the colorful light was aimed at Aaron's throat.

There were also two elves holding spears and shields, and they vigilantly blocked Aaron's possible escape direction.

"Human, this shouldn't be where you came from. From the moment you step here, you are doomed to die." The leader of the demon-born elf had a grim face: "You actually killed our four companions, it doesn't matter, we will divide you into Four, hang you on a roulette and grind you like a bedbug, you asked for it."

"Really? Why do I think that you people don't need to play roulette, and you are already less than half a group of bastards?" Aaron smiled and sarcastically said: "Tifflin thinks your blood is not pure! Scum!"

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the demon elves were distorted, and their hatred for Aaron was immediately raised to the limit.

For a long time, the demon elves have been proud of the demon blood in their blood. Compared with their elf blood, they have always recognized themselves as proud demons.

This human actually, actually laughed at our blood being inferior to tieflings? !

The anger of the demon elves had risen, and at the same time, Aaron let go of his brain.

He is absorbing emotions.

Hatred, corruption, massacre, pain, like most elves, demon-born elves are also a very emotional species, and their intense hatred makes all these information flood into Aaron's mind.

The books spent by the demon-born elves are full of hate words, and the walls of the manor are full of corrupt prayers. The pain and slaughter in their minds poured into Aaron.

Such rich emotions, worthy of being an elf, I don't know how the drow elves are compared to the demon elves.

Now, their emotions will become my most powerful weapon.

Aaron absorbed the emotions of these demon-born elves, and the power of Slaanesh gradually took shape, white-hot and restless, and the purple-red light and shadow enveloped the Son of Chaos.

"Kill him!" As the demon elves screamed, Aaron also made a move.

He crushed all the emotions to pieces, throwing these small sharp flakes like shotgun, every word, every syllable gathered in it.With a loud shout from Aaron, he threw the hatred out of his brain and into the real world.

A rain of fragments formed by emotions spewed out from his chest, piercing through the entire narrow water pump network at once.This energy blasted the remaining eight demon elves into a red rain of blood, splattering broken bones and eyeballs everywhere.

The broken millions of tiny sharp blades swept like a whirlpool, engulfing the demon-born elf squad completely. In the light and shadow, under the blade and electricity, everything was dust.

In the blink of an eye, the entire team of demon elves was wiped out.

The power of this magic was so great that none of the eight demon-born elves had a single hair left.

Aaron panted heavily, feeling the slightly convulsed facial muscles, and was very satisfied with the power of his new magic.

Seven rings of Slaanesh advanced magic - Ling Chi blade!
Absorbs the emotional energy of all nearby creatures, transforming and disintegrating it into a rainstorm of bone-cutting blades.

Tranquility returned to the water pump network.

It took Aaron some time to find the way out of the water pump network road. The outside world was as misty as ever. Aaron took out the map Barill Moonflower gave him, and looked for the way into Myth Drannor.

After only ten minutes of walking, when Aaron stepped into the surrounding ruins of the city, he felt a magical arc sweep over his body, followed by a sense of dizziness and strong discomfort. The link with the magic net was cut off directly, and he couldn't feel the magic net anymore.

What Barrell said was indeed correct.

Myth Drannor's mythal, while still functioning, has been corrupted, its original effect of protecting good from evil has been reversed, and it has become unstable.

Aaron looked at the arc of magic that kept sweeping across the surrounding area, and his heart was full of admiration for the magical achievements of the elves.

Mystic!

The brightest jewel in the crown of the elves' high magical arts!
Give me the whole one too!
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