Chaos Crown

Chapter 627, Grand Marshal of Chaos Apocalypse!

Khorne and Slaanesh on the throne of the Contract Palace both saw the appearance of Grand Marshal Apocalypse. Khorne snorted coldly, and his expression softened a little: "I have to trouble you again, our Grand Marshal."

"…………" Chaos Grand Marshal Archaon said nothing. He now ruled the eight realms of the mortal world and was tired of the meaningless attack on the gate to heaven. Out of contempt for the four Chaos Gods, he took the initiative to look at the opposite side of Khorne, the beautiful and terrifying thing that was winding in infinite pain and joy.

Two bright purple balls stared at the Eternal God's Chosen: "You are finally here, dear, it is my fault, I ignored you and placed my hope on another good brother, but when we needed you, you still came, I am so touched~ so touched~"

"I came here for myself, not for you." Grand Marshal Archaon said expressionlessly, "I heard that you guys messed things up again?"

"Still the same, as always straightforward, as always hurtful~" Slaanesh covered his chest, about to cry: "Are you hurting my heart too much by saying this?"

"I'll break your horse's head!" Archaon was enraged by Slaanesh. The Chaos Apocalypse Marshal cursed: "Isn't that what you like? You deserve to be scolded!"

"Come on, we both know who we are. You can't live without us, and we can't live without you. Fish can't live without water, melons can't live without vines, the Eternal Chosen can't live without the four gods' buds, Mediterranean navigation depends on the Pope, sheep can't live without shepherds, grapes can't live without trees, and the Supreme Heaven can't live without us four red suns~"

Well, there’s singing!

"You continue singing. If everything is fine, I should leave." Archaon has become accustomed to Slaanesh's untune.

"Hey, stop, I haven't finished singing yet!" Slaanesh got excited: "Eight Rings of Khorne, pass the order down~"

Archaon grabbed a meat pie from the table and smashed it into Slaanesh's face, causing the Prince of Pleasure to fall off along with his chair.

"Don't underestimate our opponents." Khorne finally spoke: "Our power is useless in that world. We will hand over our army to you to command, but you must be careful. In the universe where Aaron is, there is a god above gods. And, as you know, your enemy is the fifth god of chaos, who has deceived us once."

"Aaron Salian, the one who beat the rat half to pieces," Archaon replied. "He fooled you four fools once, he can't fool me a second time."

Grand Marshal Tianqi drew out his own Kingslayer and said, "Tell me, are the people in that world, and the gods in that world, as stupid as the world I existed in before?"

"More foolish than they are, and more annoying," Khorne replied.

"Very well." Archaon said no more. "I will begin with the Outer Planes."

Delgar descended from the sky, and the giant beast composed of three great demons released a roar that made all nations tremble. The Chaos Eternal Chosen did not need any further instructions, he knew what he had to do.

Slaanesh moaned in ecstasy, his serpentine form trembling in delight.

Khorne chuckled and nodded.

That's all, let us test you harshly to see if you are worthy of the title of the Fifth God of Chaos.

Aaron Salian, Lord of Reincarnation!
Archaon left the Chaos Pact Court. He had to admit that every move of the Four Gods was disgusting, but as Slaanesh said, they couldn't live without him and he couldn't live without them. They needed each other, and Archaon could get a considerable amount of pleasure from slaughter - conquest - destruction.

Fighting Karl-Franz is fun, fighting Sigma is fun, fighting Aaron and the gods of the new world is also fun!

However, before Archaon took three steps, the magic eye on his crown of domination began to flicker. As the four Chaos Gods pointed out the coordinates of the Kingdom's sky for him, a consciousness full of resentment, world-weariness, and madness followed. He longed for the destruction of the world, just like when he was in the Chaos Wasteland.

A grim and disturbing vision came into Archaon's mind.

That guy's name is - Xirik?

A smile appeared on Archaon's lips.

I found a breakthrough!
…………

Just when the Four Chaos Gods finally decided to send out Grand Marshal Apocalypse, Aaron was also busy preparing a raid on the eighth layer of Hell.

With Zariel as an insider, Aaron's understanding of Baator was greatly deepened.

The nine levels of Baator are arranged in a funnel shape, with the largest Avernus at the top and the smallest Nessus at the bottom.

Experts in demonology believe that the planes exist within a uniform void of pure law and evil, though this outer realm is undetectable anywhere in Baator.

Each layer of Baator has its own unique sky, with the previous layer appearing as a dark, ethereal shadow above the sky. The connection points between layers are sometimes obvious, such as the River Styx flowing between the eighth hell, Carnia, and Nessus, but each layer operates independently of the others, resulting in a unique climate.

In fact, under the influence of strange magical celestial phenomena, the worst weather in the main material world seems too mild here.

Even the most seasoned adventurers shudder at the thought of a trip to the Nine Hells and stay away from it.

There is no dungeon in Baator where you can explore for treasure and get out of it unscathed. The residents here cannot let themselves fall into a vulnerable group to assist the raids of outsiders. After all, the indescribable powerful existence is always lurking in every corner.

No living mortal is welcome in the Nine Hells - no matter how evil and cruel the person may be. A few lucky ones are able to obtain special documents from high-ranking devils, but they usually only include regular routes to a predetermined location. Moreover, these documents are only valid for a specific time limit according to the ancient calendar of Baator. Various restrictions ensure that these documents can only be used to fulfill the bearer's mission. The documents granted by the devil's archdukes allow the bearer to move freely in Baator, but only within the level controlled by the archduke.

Asmodeus could grant safe passage to all levels of the Nine Hells on his own, but he never does.

As might be expected, clever devils and planar tricksters often work together to deceive unwary visitors to Hell with forged documents that are easily deciphered, while bone devils often patrol Baator, looking for illegitimate visitors.

"If we want to raid the Eighth Hell, we have to try to put enough pressure on Avernus, the first layer of Hell." Zariel explained to Aaron: "If this is the case, Asmodeus will definitely mobilize other mobile forces from the Nine Hells to rescue Avernus."

Aaron frowned and motioned for Zariel to continue.

"Bail's most reliable troops right now are his elite battalion and the Crucible Guards, but these ragtag groups are no match for my former Blood War Battalion and the Fallen Legion." Zariel said, "Avernus has suffered heavy losses. As long as you can launch a strong enough attack, the Nine Hells will not be unable to react."

Aaron nodded.

The Nine Hells of Baator, the first one is Avernus, and its lord is the great devil Bayer, who has been promoted from the lowest little devil all the way to the legendary bloody battle king of the devil's grand duke, the king of the nine hells.

The second hell is the Iron City of Dis, and its lord is Dispater, a Baatezu demon, a powerful wizard who has a huge army of construct golems. He is an ally of Mephistopheles and together they fight against Baalzebub of the seventh hell.

Dis is also the deepest area that the abyss demons have ever invaded.

The third hell is the Minauros Swamp. The greedy Grand Duke Mammon is also an acquaintance. He was once Morgan's master. This great devil is known for his extreme greed and extreme meanness. He is hostile to all the devil grand dukes and is considered a loser. The fourth hell is Phlegethos, the place of hellfire. The rulers are Belia and Firna. This pair of devil grand dukes are both father and daughter and lovers. Belia pushed Firna to the front to escape the wrath of Asmodeus and the price of his betrayal.

In the fifth hell, the glacial land of Stygia, Lord Levistus was frozen in a glacier by Asmodeus. The reason was that thousands of years ago, the glacial prince launched a coup. He once broke through Asmodeus' last line of defense and asked Asmodeus' spouse Bisorzea to have a relationship with him. Bisorzea sternly refused and was killed.

The Lord of the Nine Hells therefore brought the most horrific divine punishment upon the Ice Prince. He will be forever frozen in the glacier, never allowed to leave for the rest of his life.

In Malborge, the corrupt land of the Sixth Hell, Gracia is ruled by Asmodeus' daughter. The Lord of the Nine Hells gave his daughter an entire plane. Faced with his daughter's ambition, he asked Gracia to read the "Primeval Contract" ten thousand times, learn every law in it, and find loopholes in it.

The seventh hell is the filthy land of Maladomini, and the lord is called Baalzebub...

"It sounds like a sword can be drawn from the chest?" Aaron got excited when he heard Baalzebub. He imitated him and drew out Draconian from his chest: "Unthinking Knife!"

"Baalzebul is a... slug." Zariel said with disgust: "He was once an Archon, a fallen angel, but later because of his betrayal, Asmodeus turned him into a slug. He is not the Baalzebul you think he is."

"The dark disaster, the eternal kingdom, the world and the human world, the constant is unchanging, a hundred dreams in a moment, a big slug, it can be considered a legendary life." Aaron smiled and said, "The same goes for you, Zariel, I will eventually prove that your choice is correct."

"Do you give me a chance to choose?" Zariel was always afraid of Aaron. She knew that Aaron actually only gave her two choices: either to surrender and lose herself, or to surrender while retaining herself.

Zariel just chose the less bad one, and in her heart, Aaron was a complete conspirator, even more terrifying than Asmodeus.

However, she did not hate Aaron. Unlike other Seraphim, Zariel was warlike and worshipped the strong. Her lack of wisdom was perfectly made up by Aaron. In addition, the two gods had both reached the end of charisma, so she really could not hate Aaron.

She was even a little jealous of Eleanor. Aaron always took good care of the pastor girl. Every time, Eleanor only needed to change into Aaron's favorite clothes and relax and enjoy the pleasure of soul and body.

It was different with Zariel. Aaron had all sorts of tricks and schemes for her, and he tried every trick he could think of for her.

Start planning quickly, otherwise if we continue like this, I will really be in trouble, the Seraph thought with both love and fear.

I don’t want to become the Lord of Reincarnation’s special condom!

She then introduced the ninth hell, Nessus, where Asmodeus sat at the end of the nine hells.

"Except for Bile, every devil prince is eager to betray and challenge Asmodeus' position, and every prince is secretly planning new conspiracies." Zariel described: "This is not a sin for Asmodeus. He welcomes every devil to do whatever it takes to get promoted. He encourages devil princes to be suspicious of each other and betray each other. He can place his princes in any position he needs, and the other party is full of fear and eager to please him. His control over the Nine Hells has never been as solid as it is now."

"As the saying goes, as the Lord of the Nine Hells, my power is unlimited!" Aaron said with a smile, "I know what to do."

He spread out the map of the Nine Hells and pointed to Carnia, the eighth layer of Chaos. "We will split our forces into two groups. I will personally lead the Helldivers to Carnia to rescue Elminster, while the attack on Avernus will be led by Grudge."

"It's reasonable for a newly promoted Abyss Lord to want to fight a bloody battle, right?"

Zariel nodded repeatedly, and she couldn't help but said, "Let's get started!"

"Okay, I'll call all our allies right away." Aaron said a few words and was about to call out to all the supreme beings of his faction when the Fifth God of Chaos suddenly felt a tearing sensation full of maliciousness piercing his brain!
The Four Chaos Gods severed their connection with him!

So fast!

Aaron had a ferocious look on his face. Even though he had already considered it, this day still came so quickly, so quickly that he did not have time to transfer the power of the four gods to his four women!
Here they come, they are coming, the Chaos Apocalypse Marshal and his endless Chaos Demon Army are coming!

If you want to fight, I will fight!
Aaron clenched his fists.

Get ready for the ultimate test!

…………

The Tunnel of Madness is a prison plane within the outer planes, where monsters from various realms, evil spirits, ancient evils, imprisoned gods, and some ultimate chaotic and twisted beings are sealed.

But today, Xuandiankongtun welcomed a special guest.

The famous Supreme Marshal of the Apocalypse - Archaon, the Eternal Chosen.

The cruel and barbaric gods and the ancient evil creatures feared by the gods were all shocked by the appearance of Archaon. The Grand Marshal of Apocalypse walked slowly into the endless darkness and screams of the Noisy Tunnel.

A demigod-level frost corpse saw the appearance of Archaon. It looked like a human skeleton covered in thick ice and snow. The ice and snow were its terrible "flesh and blood", but they would not hinder its movements. Huge jagged pieces of ice were embedded in each finger, acting like claws. Only its skull was free of ice. A ball of dark flame surrounded it like a corona.

This type of frost corpse is created by a demigod lich who seeks the ultimate limit of undead power. It usually stays in forgotten corrupt fortresses in the astral plane or the negative energy plane. Every time they appear, they require the personal intervention of true gods to seal and expel them.

The appearance of Archaon caused the Frost Corpse to react. It instinctively hated the aura of Grand Marshal Apocalypse. It raised its hands and a kilometer-long nine-ring frost tornado swept across the nearby area.

Archaon is still advancing.

Flames as dark as the night began to burn on Archaon's body. The demigod power of the withered fire and the twisted wind sound in the tunnel were ferocious and terrifying!
Archaon continued on his way.

Finally, the demigod Frost Corpse Demon couldn't bear it anymore. It stretched out its sharp claws and attacked Archaon with a force that was enough to tear apart the god's shield!

As Archaon was moving forward, he didn't even look at the demigod corpse. The King Slayer blade in his hand flashed across the corpse's neck.

A flash of cold light appeared first, and then the fire of chaos began to boil.

The demigod corpse demon stopped moving immediately, the ghost fire in its eyes dissipated like a gossamer in front of the chaos fire, and its huge body collapsed.

Archaon continued to advance.

Deep in the noisy tunnel, the god with a pale face, wearing a high-necked tuxedo and dark eyes finally waited for his guest.

"Are you calling me?" Marshal Tianqi said lightly.

"Exactly! It was the Supreme and One True God Xirik who called you! That is... this God!"