With the death of the Orc Great Khan, the human coalition, which had already experienced huge casualties, finally defeated the Orcs with successive heavy losses. Thousands of people on both sides lost their lives. The human coalition faced collapse several times, but at this time there was no one on the battlefield.
The figure of the orc appeared.
Mercenaries from all over the world crowded together, many of them were so tired that they couldn't breathe. Some were cursing the orcs, some were thankful that they were already thinking about how many rewards they could get after the disaster, and some were cursing Ms. Raul.
, claiming the woman never stated how dangerous the war was.
That's what mercenaries are like, they do a brainless job with high returns but high risks.
Ms. Raul cut off Turgeon's head with a knife. At this moment, she finally felt that she was qualified to comfort the soldiers who died in the battle, the territorial people lost in a series of wars, and the displaced souls. She took Turgeon's head and gave it to her.
Put her head in a bag, and the head will be hung at the door of her castle in the future.
On the battlefield, the orcs had been completely defeated. A few cavalry and the remaining Cormyr soldiers were still pursuing them. They were eager to gain some military exploits. Most of the soldiers were so tired that they sat down on the ground. There were wounds everywhere.
The Falcon Legion and the Phoenix Legion also suffered more than 300 casualties, most of them died during the siege of Turgeon. These soldiers, composed of locals from Cormyr and locals from Arabelle, did not let go of any of them.
Opportunity, they turned over the corpses of the orcs on the battlefield, whether dead or alive, and then chopped off the heads with a sword.
Bag after bag of orc heads will be collected and piled up outside the city of Arabelle, not only to show the victory of the Battle of Arabelle, but also to deter enemies who may come back.
The Jingguan, composed of thousands of orc heads, will warn nearby enemies who plan to provoke Cormyr in the coming days, and what will be the consequences of trying to challenge them.
By the way, this suggestion was made by Aaron. Although Ms. Raul thought it was a little cruel, she felt relieved after thinking about what the orcs had done to her city.
The so-called homomorphic revenge is a mark engraved deep in the human soul.
Priests and paladins are treating the wounded on the battlefield. In fact, many priests and paladins no longer have magical powers. All they can do is to stop bleeding and bandage. This is useful for those with minor injuries and for those who have lost limbs. Some wealthy people will do it in the future.
There is still an opportunity to spend a lot of money to hire a priest to recover, but the poor hide their faces and cry bitterly, because this not only means that their military careers are over, but also means that they will be disabled in the future and can only live on pensions.
"Where's Ai Liu? Why isn't she with you?" Aaron held Samir's hand tightly.
Priest... Thinking of this, Ms. Raul looked into the distance. The priest girl who symbolized a miracle and blew the counterattack horn - Eleanor - was still standing there.
The priest lady finally agreed, because there is always some reason to be promoted from an ordinary priest to the high priest of a temple.
"Okay, sister, I will help you reluctantly."
Aaron didn't have time to keep checking to see what new special abilities he had, because Samir was in bad shape!
He had obviously released the healing magic, but Samir was still seriously injured and dying. The magician was leaning against the wall, dying.
"The balance has been broken, brother." Samir shook his head, and the magician said in a self-deprecating tone: "Brother, if you think about it with ass, you will know how I, a professional who does not even have a master level, destroyed it.
How did the conspiracy of the Lord of the Nine Hells go first into hell and then into the abyss, and finally escape unscathed?"
"That's right." Charlotte is such a smart person. The eldest lady quickly guessed what happened. She sighed softly: "It seems that you have worked very hard."
"Oh, please, brother, can you let me die like a hero?" Samir reluctantly opened his eyes, his expression already a little impatient: "I have thought about my ending many times in my mind.
, it’s time, let me end this.”
No wonder the Dark Sun Prince's reward is a bit of divinity. The difficulty of this assassination mission is comparable to removing a hair from the head of Saint-Cubost.
Khorne is the god of war, he is best at war and combat.
"Melcanthet will not let go of any succubus who wants to escape from her control." Samir smiled bitterly: "This is not the first time she has dealt with the succubus queen, and it will not be the last.
I really want to help her...it's a pity."
"Samir, how's it going? Are you feeling better?"
"Hey? What's wrong with you?" Charlotte finally noticed something strange about Eleanor. The eldest lady hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and hugged Eleanor who almost fainted. She was about to say that you don't have to say anything if you don't want to.
, when I went to look for it myself, I saw the hideous wounds under Eleanor’s broken Suellen robe, as well as the traces of fatal wounds that had just healed and were left on her chest.
The magic power on it hadn't dissipated yet, and the warlock lady could smell her brother's scent.
After experiencing such a battle, the eldest lady's appearance and posture are no longer as flawless as before. Her hair is a bit messy, her face is stained with many stains, and her robe has a few inconspicuous gaps. But even so, she
It is also much stronger than Eleanor's condition.
"Samir?! What's going on? Why can't there be a way to stop the bleeding?" Aaron was still trying to save Samir. He released all the remaining magic power on Samir. This magic power was enough to kill three people who were on the verge of death.
The injury was stabilized, but Samir was still bleeding.
Aaron was silent. He looked at Samir and was about to close his eyes with satisfaction, knowing that the magician was ready to die.
"Samir! It's already this time, are you still talking nonsense?" Aaron was so angry that he patted Samir's head with his hand. He knew that Samir liked to joke, but at this time, he said, "I have no regrets in my life."
What's the deal with expressions?
"Hehehe~" Samir looked at the dark sky, and the magician shook his head laboriously. When he saw Aaron, he was planning to cast a spell on him, so he raised his hand to say no: "Fish and dragons will eventually return to the sea, and everyone will die."
, Aaron, there is no need to waste magic power on me anymore, I am hopeless, really, ever since I was sent to hell by Asmodeus, the Lord of Nine Hells, I knew that this day would come, and it would happen sooner or later.
Come, I can see with my own eyes that Arabelle has been recaptured, my life has been worth it."
"It's a pity that the two powers cannot be blended together after all, and my strength has seriously declined. I have been barely maintaining the balance of the two powers. The Balor Fire Demon you summoned broke the balance in me.
, my death is already destined, don’t save me, Aaron.”
Samir's eyes suddenly opened, and the magician tried to answer, but he could not exert much strength due to excessive blood loss. But once again, his eyes were full of hope for survival. He opened his eyes wide, as if
Check with Aaron to see if he is serious.
As for those who were mortally wounded and were just hanging on for a breath, the soldiers would even give them a happy ending.
"Where's my brother? Aren't you two together?" Charlotte pushed aside the crowd and asked directly.
A strange female voice sounded, and the ghostly enchantress in a silk purple robe chuckled and emerged in the sea of shadows. She let out a terrifying giggle. Under her long purple-black hair, her stunning beauty was like amethyst.
There was a vicious light in his eyes: "Isn't this the legendary assassin of the Moon Sea, Oswald the Terror Blade?"
When Fear Blade saw the appearance of this stunning enchantress, not only did she not show any surprise, but she was extremely frightened.
Eleanor struggled to stand in the cheering crowd. The pain of being resurrected almost made the pastor lady faint. She stood there with difficulty, using up all her strength just to hold the flagpole with her hands.
If Aaron could only feel close to this figure when he saw her, then the Dread Blade who often came and went from the Shadow Realm obviously knew what kind of existence she was.
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Damn it, facing this guy, only facing this guy, I absolutely cannot fall!
Eleanor knew that Aaron could obviously do it by himself, and he asked her to do it just to share the credit with her and give himself a part of the huge reputation he earned.
"Only for a moment!"
Damn it, my body, my body is not obeying its orders, why are you in front of this woman?
The pastor lady felt aggrieved.
Is this enough?
Aaron recalled his cousin Robert in his mind. He had the same expression after the previous battle.
This is the second ability that the power of Khorne brings to Aaron.
Samir said feebly that he also felt that Skarbrand was a Balor Balor. Well, it looked like he was at least a high-level Balor Balor or even an Abyss Lord-level Balor Balor. He had divinity in him.
That kind of.
His senses were severely damaged, no more than a maggot, and he was not even aware of his own existence.
"Of course it's true."
So that's it! Only then did Aaron understand why Samir was able to deal with the Lord of the Nine Hells with only his elite strength, and then go to hell, then into the abyss, and then back to the mortal world.
"Because my strength has never been just that of an elite professional. But after I arrived at the abyss, I met Elyu. She was a lost soul who had just been transformed into a succubus by the succubus queen Mecanshut. I
In order to save her, I made her my sect master, my second sect master."
Chaos Warrior, promotion ceremony!
Samir, the warlock of the twin masters, a descendant of the Dragonthorn family, and the head of the Harper Alliance in the Cormyr region, volunteered to become the first Chaos Warrior under Aaron.
So, has Aaron Sallian’s self-worth been realized?
How can it be so easy?
Great Pastor Suellen, thank you!
Ms. Raul whispered silently, in her mind, she had already drawn up a list of military exploits.
The first special ability to unlock the power of Khorne is the Chaos War Shrine. Aaron has embodied it on Eleanor's flag. The silver eight-pointed star flag is the embodiment of the power of the Chaos War Shrine.
This great war will soon be sung by bards, and the epic battle of Arabelle will soon appear in the tavern. The names of Aaron and others will be spread throughout the country. They will compete with Raul, and Tu
Gold, was mentioned along with Cormyr and Orcs.
"One..." The stunning enchantress pointed out a finger.
"Brother, don't be in a hurry to die." Aaron forced Samir to look at him: "If I can save your life, let you have a body that can combine the power of the two sect masters, and let you regain your life, the price is
Are you willing to work for me in the future?"
For Dreadblade, the most painful and humiliating thing is to admit that you are in trouble.
In the camp, Aaron held Samir's hand tightly. The surrounding soldiers were already cleaning the battlefield. They looked at the orc camp that was almost razed to the ground with surprised eyes. It looked like it had been gnawed by dogs.
Wooden piles and orc corpses that were chopped into pure pieces of flesh. I couldn’t believe that this was what Aaron and others would do.
"..." Eleanor was about to answer, but the pastor's eyes felt dark. Her body slid down the flagpole involuntarily, and her legs trembled.
The magic of resurrecting the dead is not uncommon in the country, but those who can release this kind of magic are all high-level specialized priests. Asking them to take action is expensive, and this is destined to be the privilege of the rich.
She heard someone calling her, and the pastor reluctantly turned her head and saw Pink Hair in the crowd.
The Terror Blade stood in a sea of shadows. He fell painfully into the weightless space, and the collapse of his body almost made him lose his mind.
After saying that, Samir shook off Aaron's hand, with relief on his face: "People, you have to live for yourself, but you can't live just for yourself. Brother, I have nothing to regret. I have given up my life."
Dedicating yourself to the cause of the Harper Alliance and the justice of the multiverse is enough."
"Don't treat her. It's hopeless. Just wait to die."
Their eyes met.
The legendary assassin knows that he is very lucky to be alive. The high-level Balor Fire Demon is really too powerful, more powerful than some abyss lords he has seen! He has never faced such a powerful enemy!
In his long life, Dreadblade had never experienced anything like this.
Humanity's highest ideal is often the realization of self-worth.
"So, is it really worth it?" Aaron asked, "Did you..."
"Very good." Aaron showed a smile. He pointed his finger and took out a drop of fresh blood of chaos from his heart. Under the mysterious ritual, the blood of chaos passed through the golden ring constructed by Aaron.
Passing through the silver eight-pointed star, it finally turned into a scorching holy symbol of chaos and was imprinted on Samir's body.
"Giggle~ Oswald, I only give you three seconds, either give up your soul mark and become my slave, or die!"
The legendary assassin paid a huge price to escape Skarbrand's attack. When he forcibly teleported himself to the Shadow Realm, the brass chain connecting him to Skarbrand exploded and broke.
His two legs and one hand, the once invincible legendary assassin of the Moon Sea, had three of his limbs broken off. Only his right arm holding the dagger was still intact, and he almost became a human stick.
Aaron stretched out his hand, and the gold ring pattern and silver eight-pointed star pattern floated in his palm. The Son of Chaos recited a spell, and circles of chaos runes flowed along the golden ring and silver eight-pointed star, forming a magic circle.
.
"Ouch~Who is this?"
"Ah?! Yes, it's you!"
I shouldn't have accepted this commission.
Aaron's own Chaos Warriors!
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However, seeing that Aaron didn't have any joking look on his face, and his hope for life quickly outweighed the calmness of death, Samir struggled to nod his head vigorously, and quickly said: "Then... then I'd better choose to live, hehehehe~"
But for the time being, Aaron is not the protagonist of this story. Maybe one day he will become the protagonist of various legends and myths in the country. But in this war, Ms. Raul and Turgeon are the ones who stand in the C position, and Aaron is only the second male lead.
Responsible for accompanying the runners.
Samir leaned against the wall, vomiting blood, looking at the wound left by Skarbrand on his chest that could not stop the bleeding, and gave Aaron a twisted expression: "It seems that I
Ah, I’m really going to die this time!”
Gone! Nothing is gone, the mission is gone, the divinity is gone!
He also lost his space ring, his decades of wealth! And the Nese legendary treasure map that he spent countless costs to obtain!
What's worse is that he was cursed! A true god's curse mark was left on his body, which hurt like a red-hot iron. His strength attributes were reduced to weaker than a cat.
He doesn't have enough strength now to even pick up a box of eggs.
To resuscitate a warlock who has conflicting powers and has both the celestial master and the evil demon master at the same time, can the two powers be merged?
This is something only gods can do!
This was pretty good, but what really made him heartbroken was...
"Wait, me." Terror Blade still wanted to make some conditions.
"Two..." The second green-white jade finger painted with black nail polish stood up.
"I surrender, I surrender!" Fear Blade immediately lowered his head. He surrendered in front of the ghostly enchantress and offered his soul mark.
"Kekeke~ That's it, that's fine." The ghostly enchantress took the golden soul mark into her hand.