Chaos Crown

Chapter 592, Yor'thae
Aaron has always been personally chosen by the Four Gods of Chaos. On the one hand, he draws on the power of the Four Gods of Chaos, and on the other hand, he offers enough sacrifices and sources of fun to the Four Gods of Chaos.

Due to AO's interference, the Four Gods of Chaos could not directly enter the realm, so Aaron was able to take most of the essence, which was only appropriate because he needed some of the power provided by the Four Gods to cast his Chaos Magic.

Aaron drew an eight-pointed star with Eilistraee's divine blood and placed a severed drow head at each point.

After finishing, he began to chant, focusing his attention on impressing his followers. As he chanted, he drew more lines in an extremely complex hieroglyphic diagram that represented the road between this road and another, some distance away from where Nestia was. The place is only a day trip away.

In his mind, he imagined a tunnel of light between two points. As he harnessed the power of magic, he forced himself into the source of the Abyss. He created a picture in his mind through the power of Chaos. , and this is exactly the reality projection displayed by being exploited in the Demon Network Pit.

The Demon Network Pit is really huge, so big that the four demons of Chaos and they can only occupy a small position in the Demon King Pit.

The Demon Web Pit is very small, so small that Rose's spiders, ears, eyes, and divine powers are everywhere.

But at this moment, Aaron knew very well that Rose was trying to be promoted, and she was neither able nor willing to devote excess power to control the Magic Network Pit.

This is your chance!

As Aaron completed his Chaos Ritual, a gleaming arch appeared before him and spread out in the air, its surface gleaming like water reflecting firelight, and he made a gesture with his fingers, instructing the Four Elements of Chaos. The demons continued to attack Lolth's many strongholds in the Deep Pit of the Demon Web. The first of them, Great Moskabrand, reluctantly obeyed the order, and then Aaron disappeared through the rainbow-like arch, as if It was as if he had dived into a strangely colored lake.

The magic of the bottomless abyss lies here.

Aaron leaps into the void of reality, venturing through that strange tunnel where a kaleidoscope of thrilling sensations assaults his senses.

Something happened.

When he landed, Aaron found that he had arrived at a rather large drow manor.

In the Pit of the Demon Web, such manors are not uncommon. Many drow will be rewarded by the Spider Queen for their loyalty and belief in Lolth to obtain such a manor. As the owners of the manor, they rule the hobgoblins, gnomes, and a slave army of trolls.

Sparks of Slaanesh's divinity flew, and Aaron transformed into the Great Keeper of Secrets and sniffed the air. There was something strange, a smell of rotting flesh that shouldn't be there.

The owner's family that owns this manor is very old, and this place shouldn't look so desolate, and that ominous smell shouldn't hang in the air. An ominous premonition passed through Aaron's heart, and he seemed to hear Ness Tiya shivered and screamed. He knew from the other side of the Chaos Holy Emblem that Nestiya was stimulated. Her emotions were far richer than Aaron's, and her sword dance was sharper than her senses, so Something might have happened to her.

Keeper Aaron slowly moved towards the gate of the manor. He didn't like this at all. He saw that the house number of the manor belonged to "Count Thibodeau and Mrs. Brunson". This was a very strange setting, because in Among drow, women's names should come before men's.

No drow will be careless. It is relatively safe in the deep pit of the magic network, but it does not mean that the drow nobles will relax their vigilance. In drow society, the family door is always closed, which is wise. , because in these dark societies, who knows what strange things may appear, threatening everyone.

Pushing open the door, a big spider came out with something in its mouth. After careful inspection, it turned out to be the remains of an elf hand.

Aaron easily cut the big spider into pieces with his sword and passed through the door. He didn't expect there would be any danger - if the attacker was still inside, the spider wouldn't be there, and there should be very few people in the magic web pit who could. A monster that rivals Aaron, but the atmosphere just makes him nervous and keeps him on guard.

The villa's wall opens onto a courtyard.

Aaron saw the first corpse. Although he had been the Chosen of Chaos for many years, he could not help but frown. The corpse had been skinned and dismembered. The dismembered parts were arranged in grotesque shapes. The body had been eaten by spiders. It was a mess, but it was obvious that someone had deliberately divided the remaining pieces into order.

The arrangement of the offal and the dried strips of intestines are clearly visible.

There was a strong smell of spiders in the air. Although Aaron was not a drow, as a son of the abyss, he was very sensitive to the flow of Rose's divine power. He could tell that there were some dark and scary things here. He entered the main building and was already Guess what horrific sight he would find.

The air stinks.

Flies were buzzing everywhere, brushing against the face of the woman standing in the middle of the room, getting into her long platinum hair, and brushing past her slim figure.

The number of flies here is almost unnatural, and the stench of the spider queen becomes even stronger here.

The furniture was broken, as if a bunch of maniacs had stormed through the place and smashed everything they could find. Discarded clothes lay everywhere, soaked in blood. There are strangely shaped drow patterns printed on the walls.

Aaron took a moment to process what was happening, just because his mind didn't want to take it all in, it looked like a bunch of demented drow and stuff, rolling in blood and going crazy and making a big deal out of here Lying down.

In the name of Selun, what exactly happened here?
Yor'thae!

Aaron could barely make out a word written crudely on the wall, smeared with blood and spider droppings, his lips curled and his nose wrinkled.

Yor'thae!

The word was repeated again, mixed with all the luxurious decorations in the hall, full of curses.

This sentence, sometimes spelled out in the bold orc language, sometimes in the graceful circles of the elder elves, was repeated monotonously, over and over again, like a madman.

In the middle of a strange ritual circle, the naked body of Thibodeau, the lord of the drow estate, can be seen, or at least something that looks like him.

"Did you kill them?"

Aaron asked Nastia who was standing in the middle of the hall.

"Hoo~ho~ho~" Nestia gasped, the dark elf sister turned pale, and the Sanye pair of swords given to her by Shar fell at the feet of her high-heeled boots, and she heard Aaron's voice. , she didn’t look back, as if she didn’t want Aaron to see her current appearance.

"Sister Nastia..." Aaron already understood what was happening here.

"I'm sorry, please leave me alone for a while." Nastia covered her chest hard and shook her head desperately.

"Sister Nastia, didn't I tell you? I will stay with you. You don't always have to face all the pain alone." Aaron did not listen to Sister Dark Elf's words, and he slowly approached .

"I...I thought that I had stepped out of the darkness over there. I thought that I had driven away the corruption in my blood. I thought that with the power of Shar, I could leave Rose's summons, but I was wrong. , Aaron! I was wrong!" Nestia clenched her fists silently, her voice couldn't stop trembling: "But when I came here, when I saw what this group of people were doing, I Only then did I realize that I am no different from them after all!”

"That's all in the past, and there are some things you don't want." Aaron knew that what was happening in the manor reminded Nastia of the past again, and she couldn't control herself.

"But I did it after all! I killed many people after all, many, many people!" There was a hint of crying in Nastia's voice: "This is an unchangeable fact! And, what about you! Aaron, You killed a lot of people too! Many, many people!”

"I have always wanted to get rid of the darkness of the past, I have always wanted to get rid of the shadow of the past! But at that moment, I realized, is there any difference between us and Rose?!" Nastia turned around, tears Her eyes were already blurred. The dark elf sister picked up Yaksha and pointed the tip of the knife at Aaron's face: "Look, before we came, Menzoberranzan was decayed and corrupted, but what about after we come? The city of Menzoberranzan is gone. You used the heads of more than 30,000 drow to build a temple to call on the power of the four gods, and Rose used the lives of 100,000 drow to advance!"

"Tell me, Aaron, what is the difference between you and Rose? What is the difference between us and Rose? Rose can sacrifice countless of her people for the chosen one, she can sacrifice hundreds of millions of spiders, but we don't Is it the same?"

"Before we came, the blood of millions of drow had been shed in Menzoberranzan for thousands of years. After we came, the blood of the whole city was also shed for our plan. Then if I leave Rose, how long will it take for me to do so?" What’s the point? We, didn’t we come here in vain?”

"........."

Aaron was silent. He smelled the stench of blood and spider droppings in the air. He looked at Nastia with tears in her eyes. Some words came to his lips but he couldn't say them out.

No matter what his background is, he is the chosen one of the Four Gods of Chaos. Before he can completely get rid of the Four Gods, if he does not use these methods, where will his power come from?
He did not want to talk about the twists and turns of the road, the difficult exploration, the necessary costs, and the helpless sacrifices.

But this is the fact. The bloodshed now is to avoid bloodshed in the future. The war now is to give the drow a bright future free from Rose.

Otherwise, this race and this civilization will forever be soaked in hatred, fear, tyranny and blood.

"That's right, an adult like you, with your hands stained with blood, the shadow killer of the Banre family, should fall into the bottomless abyss and endure endless torture. Starting from the tiniest abyss worm, he should be slaughtered by others to pay for it. All your sins!"

At this moment, a cool dark elf ranger strode in from the door.

"Drizzt!" Aaron turned around, very surprised that the dark elf actually appeared here.

"Hahaha, seeing the daughter of the Baenre family like this reminds me of my early days." Drizzt greeted Aaron, and he motioned to him to say: "Nestia, You should know about me, right?”

"I was born in the Do'Urden family in the city of Menzoberranzan. I was originally the third son of the Do'Urden family to be born alive and was sacrificed to Rose at birth. But I was lucky. I My brother died in the family war, which was considered to have satisfied the need for sacrifice, so I was lucky to survive.”

"I started learning combat skills when I was 3 years old, and learned levitation skills when I was 5 years old. I served the entire family like a servant until I was 16 years old and officially became the second son of the family. Like you, I was injured during a surface operation. I betrayed my family and let go of an elf girl who should have been slaughtered."

"Because of this 'foolish act', the entire Do'Urden family was disgusted by Rose and lost their magic. My sister, the sister who loves me the most, the sister who taught me all combat skills and magic step by step, Malice suddenly Becoming so strange, she planned to sacrifice me to the Spider Queen.”

"My father Zaknavan, the great father, exchanged his own life for mine in order to protect me, who has a heart as pure as water."

"From that day on, I knew that a society like the Drow was destined not to allow any good things to exist, and it was time to leave."

After Drizzt finished speaking, she wiped away her tears with her hands from the moment he appeared. She didn't want anyone other than Aaron to see her vulnerable side. She was very dissatisfied with Drizzt's unannounced visit. : "Your story is known to everyone in the Underdark and even throughout the realm, Drizzt, you don't need to tell me."

"The story is not over yet, listen to me." Drizzt calmly ignored Nastia's sarcastic tone: "Drow are cruel, cold-blooded monsters. They like to kill their targets in sacrifices, and they will Their hands and feet were broken, they were seen struggling and moaning on the ground, and then they were skinned and dismembered, and their entrails were taken out and played with, just like what you just saw.”

"My father died like this, but the Do'Urden family resurrected him as a bound spirit to satisfy Rose, and continued to hunt me. After several battles, I managed to awaken the remaining sanity of my father. He regretted his actions and jumped into the acid lake to commit suicide."

"Since that day, I have been thinking every day, why am I experiencing this? Why do drow suffer this kind of pain every day? Is there any way to end this eternal suffering?"

"However, in an unimaginable encounter, I suddenly discovered that my father was resurrected by Rose. Rose continued to watch her father's pain with joy. She wanted to do it again, the sweetness of betrayal, the connection between flesh and blood. The residual joy always leaves her wanting more.”

"You tell me, why does this race exist? Is the meaning of our lives just to please Rose?"

Nastia's eyes flashed.

"Spring flowers turn to mud, and another year passes in the blink of an eye. Where do the flowers bloom, on the ground or in the sky?" Aaron also said, and he took Nastia's hand: "We cannot decide our birth, but we can decide In our future, we cannot strip away the original sin that belongs to us, but we will decide our own destiny with our own hands!”

"We will unite the drow people who believe in Eilistraee. We will abandon the differences in the past and create a new society belonging to the drow. We will create a new legend among the stars."

"As Drizzt said, the past has disappeared like clouds and smoke. Everything in the past has been reincarnated. His father died twice, and each rebirth represents a new life. Drizzt will neither Because his father died on his behalf, he was hunted life for life, and he will not avenge him because of his resurrection again, just like the newly blooming flowers will grow from the branches again, your Destiny has been reborn, and it’s time to bid farewell to the past.”

"You have committed many sins in the past, but just like my father, you are just a higher-level spirit-binding corpse. It is undoubtedly the stupidest thing to bear this kind of original sin. I also once sent poison I swear that I will never hurt my compatriots again, but when the pursuers come, I can't just kill them, right?" Drizzt also said: "If you really want to do something, work hard to repay you. It’s a mistake you’ve made before. Before that, don’t doubt yourself anymore.”

After saying that, Drizzt turned and left. He and the Black Panther Guenhwyvar stood guard at the door.

"Can flowers in the dark really bloom on the branches one day?" Nastia wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and muttered to herself.

"Sister Nastia, don't forget, I am your god, I am the Lord of Reincarnation! If you want to reincarnate, you must first pass me."

Nastia smiled: "Greedy!"

But her face looked much better: "Thank you, Aaron!"

"It's okay. After all, not everyone is the chosen Rose outside." Aaron held Nastia's hand and joked.

"If he hadn't been the chosen one of Rose, he would have died countless times." Nastia felt that the pain in her chest was finally relieved, and at the same time, a strong realization rose in her heart.

"I understand! Aaron!"

"what?"

"I understand Rose's logic in choosing Yor'thae!"