Crown of Chaos

Chapter 562, Aaron with 2.5 crowns

Kelanwo-Leinsbane.

If it weren't for the Saint's Catastrophe, Kelanwo Chunchun was just an ordinary mortal warrior who would be cursed by lycanthropy from time to time. He might just die worthless and alone on a certain battlefield with no one to mourn him.

However, by chance, he joined an adventuring team-the members included Cyric, a thief from Zhentil Keep, and a young arcane spellcaster named "Midnight", Sune's corrupt priest Aton. .

The last scene left in Kelemvor's memory was the final battle in Waterdeep. They faced Melkor and his Crown of Horns together. On the verge of victory, Cyric stabbed him to death with the Scourge Sword.

Cyric finally got what he wanted, killing his enemy and love rival, but Kelemvor's soul did not fall into the hands of the King of Hades. In fact, in the past 10 years, Cyric used all means to find Kelemvor. Blue Wo.

Now, all the answers are clear. In the past 10 years, Kelemvor has been hidden by Cyric's side with the divine disaster sword transformed by Mask. The King of Lies probably never thought that Kelemvor was always beside him. By your side.

At this time, Kelemvor Lionsban was still a mortal. Although the crown of Hades fell into his hands, Kelemvor did not become a god. In the horrified eyes of countless people, Kelemvor actually waved his hand directly at Cyric. out his fist.

Some part of Cyric's mind screamed a warning, and he struck out. While his left hand broke the makeshift weapon in Kelemvor's hand, his right hand also collided with the ghost's chin. With a painful groan, Kelemvor flew back.

"Catch him!" Cyric shouted frantically, and the Prince of Lies guided Jaeger with his trembling fingers, asking the undead souls in the underworld to deal with the disgraced ghosts knocked to the ground in front of them, but no one paid attention to Cyric's order, including his last Loyal servant Jaeger.

Kelemvor dusted off his coat. "You're going to hope this is just a nightmare, you backstabbing bastard." He charged forward, growling like a brown bear.

Cyric never expected that Kelemvor could actually resist him. The King of Lies' confused mental state caused him to first release a law commanding death, but only halfway through Kelemvor's name, Cyric wanted to release another The poisonous cloud spell submerged Kelanwo.

The wrong spell naturally released nothing. Cyric, who had lost the Calamity Sword and the King of Hades, had a schizophrenic schizophrenia. He suddenly found that he no longer knew how to fight without magic and the Calamity Sword.

Cyric was confused, but Kelemvor was not. They fell to the ground together. Cyric struggled wildly to defend himself, while Kelemvor's hammer-like fists fell to the ground again and again.

When they finally separated, Death managed to stand and shake off his attacker.

Cyric felt pain for the first time in ten years. The pain only came from the black eyes and broken ribs, but he realized that he was shaking.

The battle between mortals and gods began like a drunken brawl in a tavern.

At this moment, Aaron stood outside the city of strife, with his hands behind his back. Seeing Kelanvor appear, Aaron understood that the situation had been decided.

Finally, this war will come to an end.

Slowly, Aaron disbanded the Chaos Army. The Chaos Army, which had lost its power supply, suddenly disappeared on the eve of victory, leaving only Aaron himself standing on a piece of rubble, looking at the Skeleton Fortress in the distance.

"Just the last bit."

There were footsteps nearby.

The jet-black skin that can be broken by blows, the gorgeous silver hair like the Milky Way sky, the sad and sad face, and the slender and slender body carry the noble and persevering soul.

The dark girl Eilistraee appeared next to Aaron. Different from her usual preference to be naked, today Eilistraee was wearing a beautiful and complicated Missouri wilderness coffee dress, but it was different from last time. Different, Eilistraee appeared barefoot today, her delicate toes stepping on the bloody battlefield, like the flower of hope blooming in hell.

"Ms. Dark?!" Aaron said in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"I came to visit my partner." Eilistraee's quiet and sad face appeared in front of Aaron, and the dark girl said softly: "I thought you would choose to become the King of Hades. You have done so many things, could it be that Is it just to give up the crown of the King of Hades to Kelemvor-Leinsbane?”

"Hey, I don't want to be a worker of Hades and mouthy!" Aaron crossed his arms and shook his head with a smile: "Ms. Darkness, haven't you noticed that although the Lord of Hades is a powerful god, most of his endings will not end well? "

Eilistraee frowned, a trace of confusion appeared on the dark girl's beautiful and sad face, thinking that it was true.

The previous Lord of Hades before Yeager met a tragic end, and his history and name were completely usurped by Yeager, so that now the gods of the country can no longer remember who the Lord of Hades before Yeager was.

Needless to say what happened next, Jaeger took the initiative to give up the crown, Melkor was in tragedy, and now Cyric is in tragedy as well.

"The responsibilities of the Lord of Hades are too heavy. Every day you have to deal with thousands of souls, divide your consciousness into hundreds of parts, and decide the whereabouts of each soul in court." Aaron said to Yili. Situi explained: "I don't want to be a laborer in the underworld. There are dozens of voices in my mind giving opinions every second. All my actions must be monitored by the gods and gods, and I will be a slave to hard work! And that The mummy keeps an eye on me."

"Freedom." Eilistraee understood what Aaron meant. The dark girl's eyes were shining brightly, and her thin lips gently exhaled the fragrance of night orchids: "You like freedom, and I also like freedom. I understand. you."

“Long live understanding.”

"But, aren't you going to help Kelemvor?" Eilistraee was a little worried again. She pursed her lips: "Without your sword, he may not be... no, he must not be Cyric's opponent. He is a Brave man, after the Saint's catastrophe ended, we all felt sorry for his death. Such a good man should not have ended up like this."

"Even if it is my plea, Aaron, go and help Kelanvor."

"It will win."

Aaron said confidently.

Kelanvor was supposed to be a god. In AO's plan, except for Suni Priest Aton, who was unwilling to become a god, the other three members of the Saint team were supposed to be gods. However, Cyric suddenly stabbed Kelan in the back. Waugh, killed him.

So, does AO know that Kelanwo, whom he planned to become a god, was killed?

Of course God knows.

But the gods don't care. Since Kelemvor is dead, just give Cyric the crown that belongs to Kelemvor.

So now Kelanwo wants to take back what belongs to him, can he?

sure!

There must be a King of Hades!

"Cyric has not experienced a real battle for too long since he became the King of Three Crowns. His battles were either sneak attacks, conspiracy, or using force to suppress the weak. But when he really has to face such a desperate situation and dilemma, Believe me, Lady of Darkness, He does not have the courage to fight to the death, especially in this face-to-face battle." Aaron explained to Eilistraee.

"You seem to know Cyric very well." The light in Eilistraee's beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter: "Your Highness Salian, this is all your plan. From the beginning, you know very well what you want and what you don't want. , I hope I can still see your wisdom when it comes to my mother."

"Then please stay tuned." Aaron nodded, indicating that the two sides were about to decide the winner.

The fight between one person and one god reached its peak. Kelemvor's iron fists became more fierce each time, hitting Cyric's face, and divine blood spurted out from Cyric's mouth, nose, ears and eyes.

Cyric possesses powerful divine power, but has forgotten how to fight. He holds the broken hilt of his divine disaster sword in vain. After losing the sword, Cyric forgets how to fight in the most primitive way. He wanted to release a divine spell or magic, but there were thousands of different prayers in his mind, which made him unable to concentrate.

In a fist-to-flesh fight, the two sides struggled together. Kelanvor seized an opportunity and snatched the hilt of the sword from Cyric's hand: "This can dig out your black heart and use it as my trophy, and the rest Partly, I will leave it to these poor souls!”

After saying that, Kelemvor grabbed the hilt of the sword and was about to stab Cyric in the chest. The Prince of Lies dodged away in horror. His eyes showed the fear of falling. Suddenly, the memories that had drifted away in the past returned again. In His mind.

The abandoned baby in Zhentil Castle, the villain in Zambia, the adventurous thief, the desperado who lives for his life again and again!

It seems that He is no longer God, He has turned back into that mortal man!

Cyric left Kelemvor's side and retreated to the center of the throne room. He kicked away a soul that was blocking the way, and dodged another one that rushed towards him clumsily. He roared in the loudest voice: "I am God! Lions Ban. Since I could kill you when I was a mortal, it's better to think about how much pain I can cause you now! I am God! I am a true God! I am a God!!! Why don't you surrender, why don't you kneel Get off! You bastard bastard bastard bastard bastard bastard bastard bastard..."

"Pfft!" Kelemvor was amused by Cyric, and he asked softly: "I have never been afraid of death, but you, the lord of the underworld, are actually afraid of dying. Cyric, if you are a god, why do you want to die?" Run away?"

Kelanvor, who was covered in scars, continued to move his steps and approached Cyric: "Come on, do it!"

Seeing Kelemvor's indomitable look, seeing the tall warrior approaching slowly, his eyes filled with murderous intent and hatred, Cyric let out a frightened scream.

The memory of death was attacking him. It seemed that he was no longer a god, but had turned back into the shameless man of Zhentil Castle. He felt the approach of death, which frightened him.

He turned around and ran, all the way out of Hades and out of the city of strife.

A man stands in His path.

"Don't run." Aaron held Draconion and pointed it at Cyric's heart: "Did you forget something?"

"Idiot." Cyric muttered to himself: "I am a god, the only god in the universe!"

He took a step toward Aaron, but before he could take the second step, He felt a sharp pain in his leg.

Eilistraee locked her burning silver hair around Cyric's ankles, and no matter how much Death kicked him, he never let go of his hands.

Another strand of the dark girl's hot hair wrapped around Cyric's neck and hung on his shoulders like a cloak. The silver mask flame spread along Cyric's body.

The Prince of Lies screamed and turned around. He managed to tear Eilistraee from his neck. For a moment, it seemed as if Cyric could really escape capture. However, as Death stumbled on, Aaron held Draco Nien's sword blade stabbed into his abdomen.

"Ah, fresh meat!" Draconian exclaimed with satisfaction.

The divine blood surged out, and Cyric's screams erupted along the wounds on his abdomen. All the divine blood turned into burning black flames. Aaron's expression changed, and he immediately stretched out his hand to pull Eilistraee to his side. :"careful!"

The next second, all the hair conjured by the dark girl was burned away by Cyric's black fire.

Only then did Eilistraee realize how dangerous it was just now.

Draconion was also bathed in black fire. At first, the original demon also let out an extremely painful cry. The malice and hunger coming from above frightened even Eilistraee. However, as the flames burned, Draconion gradually gained pleasure from the pain. It turned into a giant beast like a sandworm, swallowing all of Cyric's black fire into its belly, twisting in pleasure and pain.

Fighting is fun!

Torture, fun!

When the flames died down, a crown spat out of Draconion's mouth.

Phantom Crown of the Phantom Goddess Leila.

At this point, Cyric was stripped of all four crowns.

Replaced by the country's upstart with 2.5 crowns, Aaron Salian!

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