Chaos Crown

Chapter 81, this ambition, chasing stars
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and thick fog was rising from the sea level.

The ocean seemed to be sick. Black and greasy tentacles stretched out one after another. Black rotten marks emerged from the ocean surface, twisting and twisting and spreading out in a serpentine shape, dyeing the originally not very bright ocean into a complete black.

The behemoth in the deep sea slowly reveals its head, just a small part, you can see how huge it is, its wings spread out from both sides, extending into the sky, the top of its head A huge wave more than ten meters high blocked all sight.

"Roar~ woo woo woo~"

The monstrosity let out a terrible shriek that pierced the souls of all mortals nearby.

"Well!"

Aaron clutched his head, he only felt a splitting headache, a kind of crazy will dominated his thoughts, the resentment in the air made him tense all his muscles, his hands and feet were constantly twitching.

The unknowable power comes from a higher dimension.

Nameless, fear.

The murlocs on the beach are kneeling and worshiping the huge monsters. They are not the murderous butchers before, but just a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered. With His forgiveness.

The worship of the great has a long history even in the kingdom.

The custom of worshiping the old rulers was born in the deep sea of ​​the country thousands of years ago. It is said that many deep sea races touched the boundaries set by the gods when they were constantly exploring the deep sea. Some deep sea races chose to give up and continue to explore. Return to their own realm, but some deep-sea races just ignore the warnings of the gods and insist on exploring the deep sea.

Most of the explorers disappeared, and a few explorers returned successfully. They either gained great power, or obtained unparalleled wealth, or entered a new world.

Among them, a self-proclaimed prophet began to preach. In his mouth, there is a supreme existence from the outside world, and he will eventually rule all things.

When the stars line up in the right shape, the sleeping Supreme Being will awaken, bringing the doomed end of the mortal world.

The Prophet promises to mortals that as long as they are loyal and give up doubts, they can continue to live after the awakening of the Supreme Being.

Some deep-sea races, such as sea elves, scoff at this legend, while some deep-sea races firmly believe in it. With their spread, more and more people secretly worship the supreme being.

Finally, the truth of the Supreme Being is revealed.

The great old ruler - Cthulhu!

The stalwart power of Cthulhu is boundless, and the existence at the end of the ocean is just an insignificant aspect of it. With the spread of its belief, believers grow rapidly, those crazy madmen, those who harbor resentment and fear, those who are in revenge Those who collapsed under the heavy pressure were all absorbed.

And then, they're basically mad, because very few of them can understand the whispers of Cthulhu, the mere glimpse of the Great Old One from the endless depths is enough to drive mortals from the most sane to the most extreme madness.

However, there are always a very small number of scholars, especially mystic scholars, who have deciphered a little bit of language from the mouth of the old ruler through hard study and research.

They realized.

The doomed end of all things represents a complete end, complete annihilation—the body is broken, the soul dissipates, and the breath disappears. All existence will be completely wiped out with the awakening of the old ruler.

But if they can sign a contract with evil gods and please the great Cthulhu, believers can transcend death. They will abandon their bodies, reach the realm of psychics, and transcend the endless starry ocean to reach the other shore. Life and death will be just a greater A shadow cast in the light of the truth of existence.They will attain ultimate purity, the supreme glory beyond the grasp of the living and beyond the illusions of the dead.

This is the origin of the Great Old One, the Sovereign Warlock.

Now, the projection of the Sovereign appears.

The surface of the ocean is boiling, and pure corruption brings together the hatred of thousands of years, mixed with the sea breeze, blowing towards the face, constantly slapping the hearts of mortals, hundreds of tentacles eagerly capture the creatures in the sea, and giants emerge from the abyss Showing their true faces, the murlocs gliding helplessly before escaping from the sea, begging for forgiveness, and trying to escape from the abyss.

The corrosive seawater melted the flesh of the murlocs, destroyed their gills for breathing, drilled into their swollen eyeballs, corrupted their minds, and turned them into even more terrifying monsters.

Even so, the murlocs on the beach were still kneeling and begging.

The sea level rose higher, and the thick black water had reached the sky.

What a terrifying giant it is, it vaguely has a human outline, but it has a head like an octopus with many tentacles, a body covered with scaly green gum, and huge long claws, behind it There are also a pair of long and narrow bone wings, mucus dripping from a bloated body, and the huge green body is like a mountain walking between the sky and the earth.

This is the incarnation of Cthulhu?
Aaron swallowed deeply, his crazy emotions were constantly stripping away his sanity.

The Son of Chaos has never felt such a strong, crazy hatred like the mountains of the Northland. Under the spiritual pollution of hatred, everything in the world has become blurred, and the tide of emotions is rising.

He seemed to have mentioned the call of the Father God, calling him to return to it. He heard the desperate wailing of the waterfowl and the pleading of the murlocs.

For the first time, he felt that the four gods of chaos were not omnipotent.

But fortunately, with the divine spark of the four gods, Cthulhu's power is enough to make all the nearby creatures corrupt and crazy, but Aaron can barely resist.

He tried his best to drive away the voice in his mind, and rushed towards the fishing village. He felt madness coming from all directions, and he heard the murlocs singing an unknown melody with the same rhythm and tone. There were a thousand smells—sweat, fish, sea, blood, decay, burnt air, pollutants, and of course the faint cologne on his body.

He didn't know what he should do, and his only reaction at this time was to find his companions.

Dark Light Village has fallen into a more frightening madness at this time, the murloc's attack has stopped, but the remaining humans can't resist the roar of the giant giant in the distance. Mouths, ears, noses, some fell into hallucinations, they saw endless wealth, and stretched out their hands to embrace the bright future.

More human beings are forced to have mental breakdowns, and the subconscious self-defense mechanism in their bodies is activated, and the warning from the depths of consciousness clearly expresses one thing: even death is better than complete madness.

Some committed suicide, some accused others of being bad, and some even put all their grievances on Aaron and others, thinking that they brought the disaster and that they caused the village to become like this.

Leonard, who was still organizing the self-defense of the villagers before, became a public enemy in an instant. The paladin was not crazy yet, and he kept trying to appease the villagers to calm them down.

It was useless, the angry villagers who still had the ability to move threw the paladin down, smashed them with their fists, bit them with their teeth, knocked them with their foreheads, and pressed Leonard to the ground. The paladin who was unwilling to fight back was covered in blood. .

At this time, Aaron came.

Lord Viscount is not bound by the oath like a paladin, he raised his feet and kicked away the crazy villagers, lit a flame with his fingertips to scare them away, raised his sword and killed a guy with tentacles spraying out of his nostrils and mouth , signaling everyone to get out.

The villagers were scared away, some of them turned their hatred on those who were not strong enough, and some sat there and cried bitterly.

"Roar~ woo woo woo!"

In the distance, the gigantic monster moved slowly, but approached step by step.

His eyes were fixed on the small fishing village.

"Ah ~ Aaron." Leonard lay on the ground on his back, and the university president smiled bitterly: "Did you see that? That thing?"

"I see, he is staring at us." Aaron also sat down, and the viscount had a strange expression on his face: "That is the incarnation of a god, the great incarnation of Cthulhu—Krasin."

"Great Cthulhu, that is the suzerain of the magician, right?" Leonard stared at the sky with his eyes empty, and his hands and feet twitched from time to time: "I just took one look, and my head felt split Now, I feel like a thousand ants are crawling in my head, I can't think, Aaron, what do you say?"

"What should I do? You ask me what to do for a piece of silver?" Aaron hammered the ground vigorously: "Pray."

"Praying is useless." Leonard struggled to get up, and he said silently: "I can't feel the divine power of my lord."

Aaron's eyes widened, and he immediately raised the Dark Moon Sword in his hand.

Sure enough, the light above that originally represented Su Lun's blessing has been completely dimmed, and the divine power of the gods cannot be linked with it at this time.

The answer is simple. Cthulhu's will blocked the entire nearby area. Although this may only last for a short period of time, it is enough, enough to destroy all the nearby areas within tens of miles, and force all mortals to Crazy enough to crush a few of them into pieces like crushing an ant.

Crazy warnings kept ringing in Aaron's mind, and the incarnation of Krasin in the distance gradually left the sea surface. Its body was so huge that even the coastal cliffs in the distance dwarfed. Possessing a strange color, the physical world cannot bear such a terrifying existence, and begins to twist and overlap under its tearing.

As the tentacles surged higher and higher, the black mist began to gather around, showing mysterious colorful colors like a nebula, rolling five-color lightning, huge tentacles protruding from it, waving up and down, tearing the sky and the earth to pieces , as if stretching the muscles and bones, enjoying the long-lost freedom.

Needless to say, Dark Light Village at this time, all nearby areas have noticed this scene.

In many fishing villages a few kilometers away, people pointed at the huge black shadow in the distance, showing curiosity.

In a town more than ten kilometers away, the guards couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat when they saw the twisted limbs of the gigantic giant.

Twenty or thirty kilometers away in Masamba, the Cormyr admirals holding binoculars were suspicious.

"what is that?"

"Damn it, what the hell is that place?"

The admiral realized that something was wrong, but could not get any answers at all.

From the surface of the ocean, to the slender coastline, from one fishing village after another to the town buildings where the nobles live, the influence from the old rulers has appeared, and some people have begun to lose control of their reason and the breath of hatred Flood the brain like a tide.Pain sweeps over the heart like a cold, deadly cloud, and treacherous and treacherous breaths rain down in a dark cloud of resentment.

It started to rain, pouring down.

"Run away, Aaron, his target is probably me." Leonard was still making the last effort, and the paladin smiled: "I have thought of this day."

"Hehe~" Aaron hummed twice, he was still laughing, the rain had already wet his hair: "Hahahahahahahaha~!"

He laughed maniacally, nervously.

He suddenly felt that his time travel was an out-and-out comedy.

Yes, comedy, because the core of any comedy is tragedy.

Does he want to time travel?Does he want to be chosen by the Four Gods?Does he want to come to this world to participate in the game of the gods?
No, he didn't want to at all!

He doesn't want to cross!He doesn't want to be chosen by the Four Gods!He also doesn't want to come to this shit-like world at all!

What kind of world is this?This is a world where you will be attacked by magicians when you go out in a carriage, your head will be chopped off by goblins, and you will die from unknown assassinations!
This is an extremely cruel, extremely realistic, and extremely fucking world!

Given a choice, he just wants to go back to work, live a nine-to-five life, play games from time to time, play with his Warhammer pawn, go out for a walk, and live a healthy life, which is enough for him.

But he had no choice, he just crossed over, he was chosen by the four gods of chaos, and he was thrown into this world, relying on the dispute between the four gods and a certain supreme existence to find a chance of survival.

Well, well, since that's the case, let's work hard.

Aaron reluctantly accepted his situation, he exhausted all his efforts, he was slick, he was greasy, he tried to have a balance between several forces, he used the power of chaos to strengthen his own power, he took the dead all day The father was bluffing and deceitful. He used the power of Slaanesh to curry favor with Goddess Suren, and he used the power of Tzeentch to curry favor with the eldest lady. He kept tricking the lady pastor, and spent a few days reading the edict of the regent princess, trying to figure out what she might ask.

Every step he takes is full of calculations.

Does he want this?No, he didn't want to at all!
If he had a choice, he would of course want to be upright and upright, disdain these tricks, give up these greasy tricks, speak well, and be a good man!

But he can't help it!There are too many threats around him, and his talent before awakening is very mediocre, so he can only do this.

After two months of training, you are already an elite spellcaster, let's try to deal with Krasin, the incarnation of Cthulhu!
"Hahahaha!" Aaron continued to laugh wildly. He laughed so hard that tears came out, just like the previous wizards.

Everyone wants to have fun, but... who can understand me?
He was losing his sanity, and his mind was filled with the horror scene brought by the incarnation of Cthulhu. Accompanied by appalling noises, huge godless tentacles burst out of its body and penetrated into his brain.

Give up, give up reason, go crazy.

Whispers from the Great Old One tempt Aaron, and his will is being tested.

So, this is really a comedy... After being wronged, sad, and sad, countless hatred suddenly rose in Aaron's mind.

It's all your fault, the four gods of chaos, it's all your fault, you only gave me this little spark of divinity!Why don't you give me a little more strength?How else would things have turned out this way?
Father, mother, blame you too, blame you for not being a duke!Blame you for not having better bloodlines!Why aren't you time dragons?

And grandpa, if you hadn't run away...

Princess Regent, you deserve to be hated too!You tried me over and over again, and this time you got what you wanted?

And Master Lucian, those nasty recruits, and the Silver Madonna Suren, I took Slaanesh’s gift to curry favor with you, so you just give me a sword that I can’t use at a critical moment?

Uncle and aunt, you group of parasites...

And Miss Warlock, and Eleanor...

Crazy hatred poured into Aaron's mind. He cursed everyone he knew, just like a drowning man looking for hope of life at all costs. Human instinct is to shirk responsibility and find excuses to excuse himself. Human nature is always so dark when sanity disappears.

However, when Aaron read Eleanor's name, he opened his mouth but could not utter any curse words.

When he thought of Eleanor, her bright golden braids, and her pair of sea blue eyes that were always gentle, Aaron's hatred and anger stopped suddenly.

He could feel no such affection for the Miss Vicar, not at all, and he only thought that it was a good thing that Elinor was not called this time.

After the endless hatred has faded, there are many good memories.

The aunt rolled on the carpet in front of the king's court, just to win some benefits for him.

Su Lun didn't think about any rewards, and saved his dying self for free.

Instructor Lucian always pays attention to himself and thinks about his own interests, Leonard's bright smile, Disma's awkward dinner invitation every evening, and the regent princess's concern for him.

And the agreement he made with the eldest lady, the lifetime contract with Miss Pastor...

Aaron silently watched the approaching giant, Krasin, the incarnation of Cthulhu.

The magician is really right, this thing is indeed caused by himself, too much pain, crazy villagers, and huge destruction.

The sky was dark and the rain was pouring down. The black rain drenched Aaron's body.

He suddenly remembered the words "Without sacrifice, there is no victory", "Sacrifice is the cornerstone of the empire, and blood is the fertile soil of the empire".

Yes, even if the sky is covered by darkness, in the hearts of mankind, the light of hope never fades away.

We are always eagerly looking forward to the day when human beings and even all races can enjoy peace and happiness, and we are always eagerly looking forward to the day when people can understand each other and work together for a better future.

But until then, I must survive!
Live!
This is the meaning of fighting.

Unknowingly, Aaron's belief became more and more firm, madness was being pushed out of his brain by a force, a platinum ring flashed along the top of his head, and the approaching darkness was dispelled by the light.

Survive!

There seemed to be a fire burning in his body, and the power called courage penetrated into his body. Aaron clenched his fists, his soul is now full of fighting spirit!

The extreme changes in emotions bring a huge amount of energy, and the power of Slaanesh has never been so violent and so exciting.

Aaron felt the power of chaos in his body, and he suddenly thought of something.

"I have a plan, a damn plan!" Aaron said to Leonard.

"Is there a plan?" The paladin held his head, he was going crazy: "Tom, how sure are you?"

"50%, it's either dead or alive." Aaron laughed wildly, took a step forward, and flew all the way up the cliff.

He wants to face the incarnation of Cthulhu.

To live!
He thought it over, if life is endless, progress will never stop.

This ambition, chasing stars!

　I feel so tired, take a break
　　
　
(End of this chapter)