Chaos Crown

After experiencing the previous siege of the Mushroom Man and the attack of the entire demon-born elf squad, Aaron no longer dared to act rashly. He tried to find a foothold near the city.

In the mist, he quickly found it. Myth Drannor's past glory made it have a large number of buildings even around the city. Aaron chose a low building, and he kicked the block The stone pile at the door of the house was kicked open, and scarlet light and terrifying screams spewed out immediately.

There are undead banshees in the room, and there are more than one!
The howling of the two undead banshees sucked Aaron in. The room was as cold as if soaked in ice, and the floor inside the shriek was buzzing. The bodies appeared, their bodies were wrapped in fluttering slender rags, their faces were covered with messy hair, and they rushed towards Aaron with endless hatred for the living.

The messy hair on the faces of the banshees spread out, and they stretched out their hands to Aaron, trying to drag this equally beautiful human being into the abyss. They were full of jealousy and hatred, and wanted Aaron to become like them Same, same undead, same curse.

Corruption Touch!

Face of fear!

Howling!
Aaron didn't react too much. After recalling the banshee information in the Elminster illustrated book in his mind, he just made a movement.

The environment in the room began to change, the shape of the walls, floor and ceiling changed, and the entire dimension twisted in front of the banshees. Obviously Aaron was standing there, but the banshees could no longer touch him.

Then, a pair of mirrors appeared out of thin air, and in the middle, black flames were spewing out from a dark abyss at the moment, and the smell of burnt flesh and spices constantly came out from inside.

The power of Slaanesh is everywhere.

The basis of the existence of the banshees was quickly disintegrated, they lost all emotions, hatred, fear, and rage gradually disappeared, the curse that bound these creatures disintegrated, and these painful souls were finally relieved.

The small building was finally safe.

Aaron inspected the house and used the stone wall technique to block the entrance and exit. After hundreds of years, similar buildings around the city of Myth Drannor have been wiped out by a large number of adventure groups, and it is impossible to leave For anything valuable, the only things that can still feel the glory of the past are the few elven characters on the walls and the architectural structure of Meilun Meiyang.

Also, overlooking the Elven water conservancy facility from the window, the huge water pump structure, the wide aqueduct and the power plant, even if only a small part can be seen, Aaron felt a deep sense of sadness.

Will such a brilliant and glorious civilization finally come to an end?

The fog seemed to be thicker, and there was still a drizzle in the distance. Aaron looked down from the second floor of the house.

Myslock, the brightest pearl in the crown of the elves' high magic, symbolizes the top that magic can reach at present.

What is a Mystic?

Mysalon is a powerful enchantment covering a wide area. It has a simple consciousness. It is generally entrusted by the creator with the task of guarding elf cities or holy places-their lifespan can be as long as hundreds or even thousands of years. .

A mythal is designed to protect certain creatures within its range and expel others. It works by imbuing a series of spells in the enchantment. In addition, each mythal is also Possess some unique abilities that cannot be directly described by spells.

It can be generally understood that a mytho is a kind of permanent domain effect that has self-awareness, can be artificially set, and is released on a certain area.

I am the master of my field.

For example, there were two effects mentioned in Myth Drannor's Mystic. The first one is to make the weather warm like spring forever, and the second one is to repel all evil camps from approaching the city.

The second effect alone stopped thousands of troops for the city more than once. Until Myshao was corrupted, the dark army that destroyed Myth Drannor could never get close to the city.

Yes, the army of darkness.

The splendor of Myth Drannor began and ended with Iltargreen, the crowned king.

In the 661 year of the valley calendar, the 400th year since the founding of Myth Drannor, after 400 years of prosperity, on the Midsummer Night of this year, the crowned king Ilta Green climbed to the top of the Tower of Dominion at dawn. He is more than 1200 years old, far beyond the normal lifespan of elves (most elves live 750-900 years old), the crowned king welcomes the first ray of morning light after summer night with the people of Myth Drannor according to tradition, When the dawn was approaching, Ilta Green sang the ancient elf hymn, and his body automatically disintegrated into a light spirit in front of everyone's eyes, and the gate of Avandor opened in front of him.

In the rosy morning light, the soul of the sixth crowned king, Ilta Green, returned to Avandor.

His departure caused Myth Drannor to lose a powerful leader, and it also caused ambitious people to start their activities. His niece, Elavie, who was tacitly appointed as the next crowned king, was in the brief regent After being assassinated to death, the Sun Elf nobles were forced to restart the "King Selection Ceremony" eagerly. As a result, the Crown Sword, which symbolized the crown king, refused to allow any Sun Elf noble to pass the test.

Dozens of sun elf nobles died under the sword of the crown.

At the same time, the moon elves, wood elves, humans, and dwarves also began to compete for the crown king. The situation gradually got out of control, and bloodshed occurred on the streets. Only then did humans and dwarves realize that the elves who once called them "friends" refused to allow foreigners to participate. During the king selection ceremony, one conflict after another destroyed the trust and friendship between each other.

In the end, humans and dwarves climbed the Tower of Dominion, and some elves released powerful magic in the dark, causing the Tower of Dominion to collapse. shattered.

Although in the end Ms. Sirinsi won the crown sword's approval, she refused to be crowned king and left with the crown sword.

After Mianwang disappeared, the remaining nobles set up a "12-member Council". Although they were all recognized as sages with high morals, without the suppression of Mianwang, political struggles for power and profit, and intrigues were staged every day. It will gradually become a tool for the major factions to seize interests, the friendship between the various ethnic groups no longer exists, and disappointed people leave one after another.

Myth Drannor went into decline.

"The country's diverse civilizations once burst out with the most brilliant light here, but now, when I look here, I can no longer see any light." Aaron shook his head in disappointment.

However, the repetition seemed to slap him in the face. As soon as Aaron's words fell, a golden light appeared from the top of the ruins of the city in the distance.

"That is?!"

"That was a ray of hope."

A golden-armored giant more than three meters tall stepped out of the mist. He only wore a golden laurel crown, showing his noble face. On the healthy wheat-colored skin of the ancient Asian Minor people, all the miracles and bright faces gathered. with Aaron.

"The Emperor," Aaron said to his visitor, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"I'm very glad that you can persist until now, La." The Lord of Humanity walked slowly behind Aaron, and the Emperor's full, cold and magnetic voice revealed a sense of relief: "Even the glory of the past Already gone, hope remains, even as the city sees yet another great dream go bankrupt."

"Myth Drannor is a great experiment. The beauty that was born here is unforgettable to many people. This gives them hope. This city has become a symbol, constantly giving mortals fantasy."

Speaking of this, the emperor paused for a moment, and he took a breath: "It's like, the golden age of mankind, it's daydreaming."

"A simple symbol?" Aaron asked: "Civilization? Or culture?"

"It's all." The Lord of Humanity stared into the distance: "I used to think that diversification is a way out, but I finally abandoned this idea. La, I hope you can understand that the success of ancient races is not represents the failure of our race,"

Uncommonly, the emperor showed a mocking look on his face, and he said contemptuously: "Look at these alien civilizations, King Mian has worked hard to maintain his dream for nearly 1000 years, but in the end it still collapsed. I don’t know how many efforts to build trust are shattered in just a moment, and when the grand plan of uniting all races is shattered, isn’t it just a bit poetic? Pull?”

"Maybe, but at least they have been brilliant, at least they have worked hard and achieved success." Aaron was not so sure about the emperor's view: "Your Majesty, 40000 years is too short, 1000 years Too long."

"Humans always think that they can go further than their predecessors, they always think that they can avoid the failures of their predecessors, every species believes that they have something unique, that they can jump out of the strange circle, until the end , like all species and all empires, they have returned to the original point." The emperor turned his gaze back to Aaron, and he stared at Aaron with eagle-like eyes: "Do you still care about this city? Have fantasies?"

"No, no!" Aaron gritted his teeth, he rejected the Emperor's opinion: "It can't be like this, we can still restore the glory here."

The Emperor turned his head and stared at the mist generated by the mystic with his former Custodian. The Lord of Humanity was expressionless: "Oh? My Custodian, what are your plans? A cancerous tumor that can never be cut off, relying on Draconian, can you move the fate of reincarnation out of its orbit?"

"This is my path to becoming a god, reincarnation." Aaron said firmly: "Just as sunset is a law of nature, sunrise is also a law of nature. Reincarnation is a kind of destiny, and I will witness it, and I will Prove to you that apart from humans, multiple races can also coexist in harmony and create a brilliant civilization."

"Reincarnation is my path, better than Myth Drannor!"

"... Whatever you want." The Emperor interrupted Aaron: "You can prove it to me, you don't have to choose this place, but I must remind you, la, you are in trouble."

"Yes, you are right, Your Majesty." Aaron sighed, and the great pride that had just risen in his heart was ruthlessly extinguished by the Emperor.

Restoration fan of Drannor?

Are you worthy?
You're not even a Sun Elf!
Cricket humans to take care of the elves' private affairs?The previous history has shown how the elves who once called them "friends" reacted when humans and dwarves tried to participate in the king selection ceremony.

The emperor's meaning is simple: having ideals is a good thing, don't eat leftovers from the elves.

He nodded silently: "Bilak has appeared, and he wants to compete with me for the qualification of the fifth god."

"I have fought against Bilak." The Emperor's cold face showed a cautious look: "This is a very cunning opponent, he can always use unexpected means to launch attacks where you can't notice , He fails every time because of arrogance, but he can always learn from the experience and lessons of the last time and make a comeback. Instead of facing him, I would rather fight the Nether Dragon again."

"How do I defeat Belak?" Aaron asked.

The emperor shook his head: "Not necessarily, arrogance is Bilak's weakness, but I have no way of knowing how to do it, and it doesn't matter now, listen well, la, it's not just you who are working hard to learn and improve , and the same for Bilak."

"But you have an advantage, La. As a native soul, you have already integrated into the rules of this world, while Bilak is just a stowaway, and his power cannot be replenished in this world. Before the world, any battle will cause an irreversible decline in the strength he is proud of."

After finishing speaking, the figure of the emperor began to fade away. Obviously, the Lord of Humanity planned to leave.

"Wait, Your Majesty, why do you know the history of Myth Drannor so well, and how did you discover this place?"

"Because a stone fell here." The Emperor's phantom showed a smile: "Guilliman has ruled my empire in the way I want, and now, Jonson has also woken up. I think, It is time to seek out and awaken the Imperial Fists."

"Rogge Dorn is sleeping in a certain corner of this world, look for him and wake him up, pull, in exchange, I will teach you how to promote your own living saint."

"It doesn't sound like a fair deal, Your Majesty." Aaron also showed a smile: "Sometimes I wonder, is there any difference between the living saints of the Empire's state religion and those great demons under Khorne?"

"The correct answer is, there's hardly any difference."

The Emperor departed, leaving Aaron in place.

If what the Emperor said was true, then Aaron's plans would have to change.

There are many forces and institutions in the ruins of Myth Drannor. If one can make good use of some of the magical structures, it will definitely cause great trouble to Belak and weaken his power.

It took Aaron more than a day to adapt to the influence of the fog and corrupted maze around the city. Along the chaotic road in the mist, Aaron gradually approached the city's urban area.

During the few days of adventure, he met a group of Baatezu demons on patrol, a group of inexplicable weird creatures, an adventure team led by several red-robed mages, and the patrolling Knights of the Shadow Sword and Myth. The Knights of Drannor and a small band of Lathander's Dawnseekers.

Aaron didn't come into contact with them, and he kept acting alone.

Until he saw a familiar figure in the tent of a ruined military camp.

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