Chaos Crown

Chapter 261, Star Dome Railway

The black scene mixed with the thin white mist, Aaron half-kneeled on the ground, his blood continued to flow down his nostrils, the Son of Chaos distressedly brushed the Moradin Thundering Curse that had lost his divine power The scroll, I regret endlessly in my heart.

Moradin's full blow was not intended to deal with Belak, but in this case, he had to use it.

The air tasted very bitter, and the water of Ji Lun evaporated in large swaths under Bilak's explosion, leaving behind a vast white atmosphere. Lun kept coughing, he gave himself a healing magic, felt the chaotic magic power in his body, and silently looked at the scene in front of him.

He hoped very much to see Bilak's body, but he didn't. He defeated Bilak, exiled Bilak, but did not kill Bilak.

The original Daemon Prince's threat remained, only next time, there would be no banishing blow from Moradin's Thundering Charm.

"You've done a good job, guest of the Moonflower family." The elven lich Bielsa-the unreasonable one floated from nearby. The lich who had just finished using the wish spell could obviously feel that his magic power had dropped a lot. It also slowed down, and Bielsa came to Aaron's side, watching the direction where Belak disappeared: "You have solved a huge threat, and now, you are allowed to leave Myth Drannor safely."

"You are really unfeeling." Aaron glanced at the Elven Lich who was close to him: "I think I have at least solved a big problem for you."

"Maybe, maybe not." Bielsa, the elf lich, said in his dry tone: "I don't care about that much. Now that everything is over, I can let you leave Myth Drannor safely, which is the greatest kindness to you. You are human after all, this place is not for you."

"I picked a gift for you from the treasury. Now, take it and leave here." Bielsa took out a square box studded with pearls and emeralds, and sent it to Aaron.

"This is?" Aaron took the box, inside was a cloak made of dark blue silk, with countless silver runes printed on the collar, symbolizing the elf general's rank imprint on the collar, the silk surface was as calm as running water Under the like lines, the magical power surging like the sea is flowing.

"Many people come to Myth Drannor just for such a magical item." The elf lich raised his head and cast his eyes into the distance: "The commander's cloak, a relic of the crown era, you are lucky, a guest of the Moonflower family, since ancient times After the era, apart from Yongju Island, there are very few people who can create such strange things."

Marshal's Cloak, an extremely rare magic item.

In the war between the orc empire and the elf empire in ancient times, whenever the elf generals wearing the commander's cloak entered the battlefield, it would arouse the subconscious fear of the orcs. Generals possess devastating magical powers.

After several crown wars, the power of the elves declined greatly, and most of the commander cloaks entered the grave together with the elf generals, but some cloaks were still left behind.

In addition to being a status symbol, this piece of equipment is also a powerful piece of magic equipment. It can directly defend against all magic below level 3. Within a range of 100 meters around the cloak, all creatures with elven blood can get a huge Morale bonus.

Finally, the cloak also grants the caster a bonus to spellcasting success and increases the wearer's Intelligence stat.

On the country's black market, the value of the Elven Commander's Cloak is estimated to be between 38000 and 80000 Golden Lion Coins.

"It's too expensive, I can't take it." Aaron hesitated for a few seconds, but still returned the cloak to the Lich, and said with a smile: "Besides, if I take it, doesn't it mean that I agree to leave now Is Myth Drannor gone? I have work to do."

"What else do you have to deal with?" the elf lich said impatiently.

"I promised someone to get a bottle of water from the pool of light." Aaron took out the bottle.

He told the Elven Lich about Anuomin.

The elf lich was silent for a few seconds: "Then you go, the water in the pool of light has been corrupted like the mystical lock, any promise to treat it as a healing tool is a lie, but... Calinshan's The gods and monsters are indeed elusive, and it is not impossible for the gas gods to really want a bottle of water of light."

After finishing speaking, Bielsa-the unreasonable one suddenly seemed to remember something, and the elf lich took out several sets of bundled scrolls: "By the way, you look like an arcane spellcaster and a god Spell caster, since you have a close relationship with the Silver Virgin, my research may be useful to you."

"Get the water and leave here. This is my last advice."

Bielsa-The Unreasonable disappeared into the night, leaving behind several sets of scrolls and a chest containing the cloak of the Elven Marshal.

Aaron did not reject the kindness of the elf lich again. This lich, like his name, is really a very stubborn and unreasonable person.

Picking up the scroll, flipping it over a little bit, Aaron's eyes lit up.

This elf lich had nothing to do for hundreds of years, so he devoted all his energy to researching the "Ladder of the Highest Sky", and achieved some results.

What is the "Supreme Ladder"?
The Supreme Ladder is a channel for the gods and the main material plane to communicate with each other in the ancient times when the boundary between the gods and mortals was not so clear. The gods can directly send their incarnations to the world through the Supreme Ladder without the need It takes a lot of divine power to cross the crystal wall system, and mortals can also directly lead to the kingdom of gods in the outer plane through the highest space.

Who made the Supreme Ladder, and how to manufacture it is impossible to test. According to the research of elves and liches, until a period of time after the elves came to the kingdom, God God AO began to prohibit the appearance of the new Supreme Ladder for some reason. .

(AO will only give orders, he never explains why)
However, there are still some "highest ladders" preserved. For example, Waterdeep City still has a highest ladder. Because of the existence of this ladder, almost all the gods in the country, as long as they have faith in Waterdeep City, will be able to reach their holy days. They will participate in the celebrations of the temple in the form of avatars (the existence of the highest ladder can save them a lot of divine power).

Another example is that there used to be a hidden ladder in the Valley of Shadows. During the turbulent years, Mystra, the second-generation goddess of magic, wanted to return to her own kingdom of God through this place, and report to the god AO about the theft of the Tablet of Destiny. The three gods of death did what they did, but they were killed by the guardian god Haim, who was guarding the gate of the Jixing camp, with the permission of the city management.

The High Ladder in Shadowvale was later destroyed by the incoming Bane and Zhentarim.

Bielsa, the unreasonable, has recorded in detail the research results he has collected on the Ladder of the Highest. Perhaps the elves and liches are still dreaming that the elves and gods headed by Corellon Lathrian will one day personally take action and recast the Glory to Myth Dranor.

As for whether this dream will come true, Bielsa himself doesn't have much confidence, but it's like occasionally seeing the glory of the former Mith Dranor in the city because of the disorder of time and space. It doesn't make much sense, but Already satisfied the elves and liches.

When people live, they always want to dream.

Coincidentally, Aaron may really have the ability to rebuild a Supreme Ladder. If his astral magic that circumvents the magic net has not been interfered by God God AO, then he should not be able to build a Supreme Ladder according to the method described in Bielsa's information. It will attract the attention of the gods.

But this new Supreme Ladder will be replaced by my own name, Aaron Salian.

Have it.

It's called "Star Railway"!

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With Be'lak's defeat, peace returned to Myth Drannor.

Headless mind flayer corpses and their blood all over the ground tell the story of an unfair encounter. The demons of Khorne have hunted enough heads and returned to the Chaos Realm contentedly to show off their spoils from another hunt. .

The Tzeentch demons responsible for guarding the portal did their best to change this change dedicated to the Lord of Change. They dissipated with the wind, leaving the daemon elves at a loss.

The Great Unclean One suddenly lost his magic power supply at the moment when he was about to decide the outcome with Felin Mokui. Unfortunately, the good children of the loving father swallowed a defeat, but Grandpa Nurgle is always so kind, and he will definitely forgive Kids who suffer a little setback, don't they?

As for the dying Felin Mokui who was infected with the plague of Nurgle and spit out his whole body with corrupt bile at close range, he could only ask for more blessings.

Except, a severed purple head.

The Keeper of Slaanesh was beheaded by Icheatu-Sham, son of God Bane, in a one-on-one battle with a real man (?). On the coquettish and distorted head were empty eyes that had lost their madness. The Secret Keeper's piercing tongue stuck out, and the twisted scent of incense exuded in the air. The power of tyranny sealed the Secret Keeper's escape route, and Bane's remaining prestige was displayed on Shamu.

He is also the only one in Myth Dranor who not only retreated from the Chaos army, but also won the battle against the Great Demon.

All the complicated forces in the city are trying to find out the cause and effect of this demonic invasion.

On the way to the pool of light, Aaron met a group of Lathander believers lying in a pool of blood.

The Dawn Seekers suffered a fatal blow in the battle with Belak. They suffered heavy casualties. About one-third of the Lathander followers were killed on the spot, one-third were seriously injured, and one-third were injured. minor injury.

Among them, the last one injured was the legendary priest "Lord of Dawn" Rockefeller. At this time, the legendary priest had already entered a state of dying.

"Dude, are you okay?"

After Aaron arrived, without saying a word, he directly released a six-ring life magic recovery spell on Rockefeller, and the Great Lord Dawn was rescued from the death line.

"Thank you, sir." Rockefeller, the great lord of Dawn, thanked Aaron, and the legendary priest of Losander couldn't help but look sad: "I've heard your name, Aaron-Salian, King Bearer, Our Lady of Silver voters."

During the healing process, Rockefeller told Aaron what happened before.

"The one who should be thankful is me, everyone." Aaron squeezed out all his magic power without hesitation, and a green light rain rose among the dawn seekers, healing their injuries and soothing their wounded hearts .

Lathander's believers are very grateful for Aaron's help, he saved at least fifteen lives.

But as Aaron said, it is not these Lathander believers who should express their gratitude, but him.

The appearance of this group of dawn seekers helped Aaron a lot. If they hadn't fought Bilak, Aaron would not have defeated Bilak so easily.

The original demon prince was too proud of his own power. Out of aversion to light, Bilak crushed Lathander's sun stone with his hands, crushing Lathander's divinity.

Not only did he not get any benefit from his behavior, but he was hurt by Lathander's divinity. He didn't feel it without fighting. Strength, his movements have become much slower, spellcasting has become obscure, and the strength he is proud of drops quickly.

Although the original devil prince is a supreme existence of god-like power, he does not have a kingdom of God, and it is difficult to connect to the subspace, so although his power is strong, he needs to use less.

This group of Lathander believers can be regarded as a slap in the face for Aaron.

Aaron recalled what the Emperor had said.

"Bilak always fails because of his arrogance, but no matter how many times, he will come back."

After a brief rest in the camp, Aaron left as much of the supplies he carried as possible for the dawn searchers, and at the same time left a golden ticket of 1000 gold coins to express his gratitude.

Lathander's believers always have the power of brilliance and are never afraid of sacrifice. From this point alone, what they possess also comes from the brightest side of human nature. Aaron doesn't like to rely too much on them Recently, because they are easy to be burned, they have to admit the rationality and necessity of their existence. Without these idealists, the country will certainly be less glorious.

"Are you going to the Road to Moander?" Rockefeller, the great lord of Dawn, learned of Aaron's plan. He wondered if Aaron was crazy.

After experiencing such a blow, the Dawn Seekers have already planned to temporarily retreat from Myth Drannor. Without Lathander's Sun Stone, they could not gain a foothold here. After hearing Aaron's plan, the Dawn Lord's first The first reaction was to persuade Aaron not to be impulsive.

Aaron was very persistent, and Rockefeller had to tell the Moander Road in the north of the city how to go.

The two sides bid farewell, and after taking a bottle of water from the Pool of Light, Aaron glanced back at the ruins of the city in the mist for the last time, and left the city of Myth Drannor.

This is not a place where Aaron can explore now.

But he swore that the next time he came here, everything would be different.

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On the edge of the Valley of Shadows, at the outpost of the Comanthor Great Forest, Anomin from Calimshan looked at the Black Forest in the distance fidgeting.

His Excellency Aaron Salian has been in for several days and has not yet come out.

Under the gray sky, the temperature was getting lower and lower, An Nuoming was wrapped in a half-worn robe, cursing the damn wet weather.

What the pasha son of Calimshan hates most is the wet and cold weather in the Black Forest, the kind of chill that penetrates deep into the bone marrow. Anuomin once thought that no matter how cold the weather is, wearing a camel leather jacket outside and a fleece shirt inside would be enough. Enough, it turned out that it has been raining for the past few days, which really froze him terribly.

Why hasn't Aaron come out yet?

An Nuoming put his sword post on the ground, knelt down on one knee, and prayed for the guidance of his god.

Ibrando, my lord, I pray every day and you have no answer.

Please listen to my prayer and answer my call!
Otherwise, I will be over, mother, and I will be over too!

The son of Calimshan begged bitterly, but there was no answer.

An Nuoming hung his head in disappointment. Since the turbulent years, his god, Ibrando, has seldom responded to the prayers of believers.

After staying for a while, An Nuoming got up in despair, intending to return to the cheap hotel in Shadow Valley and spend another boring day.

But today, things have changed.

"Anuomin, son of Pasha...I hear your voice."

"My lord!"

"I woke up from the darkness, I am very weak now... I need your help, I will save your mother."

"Go to the Way of Moander, do as I say, listen to my voice, and I will guide you."

"Quick, or it will be too late!"

An Nuoming couldn't control his beating heart at all, and he followed the sound into the Komanso forest without any hesitation.

Mother!Lord Aaron!Ibrando my lord!

I am coming!
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