The beam bombarded the surface of the continent, and Aaron, Drizzt, and Nestia landed smoothly.
The Chariot of Fire of Tzeentch disintegrated in the air, and the Nine-Headed Flying Shark exhausted all its power and was annihilated into ashes. After the three of them landed smoothly, Drizzt and Nestia looked at Aaron with worry, Cui Heizi pulled out
Double Blade: "Am I okay? Aaron Salian?"
"It's okay, just use some more magic power." Aaron's face looked very calm, but the Son of Chaos's heart was not very calm.
Made in Heaven has overdrawn his Divine Spark of Tzeentch, and Aaron will no longer be able to transform into the Ever-Changing Demon Lord for a short period of time.
Other powers are not affected, and Aaron still retains most of his combat effectiveness.
The ground of the continent was echoing with the roars of the Chaos Demons. When Aaron raised his eyes and looked around, he saw someone coming.
The Holy Emblem of Dark Moon has replaced the Holy Emblem of Chaos and enveloped the continent. Groups of Chaos Demons emerged from the ruined buildings. Without exception, their eyes have turned into completely black pupils like Cyric's incarnation.
.
The first group of approaching enemies was a group of Khorne vampires. Those crimson demons with slender heads and legs holding hell swords were deadly warriors. Among those who were sealed in ancient battle legends, the ancient people who believed in Khorne
When the battle is at its fiercest, the tribes will attract the vampires. They are extremely furious and thirsty for blood. They fight like Khorne. During the fight, the vampires hunt for heads and drink blood every time.
It will make a sharp cry.
When the messengers of the Blood God continue to roar on the battlefield, even the bravest and most determined warriors will feel fear.
The second group of approaching enemies is a group of strange outcasts. Those poor people are undoubtedly delusions played by the Lord of Change. Tzeentch deceived his foolish followers through false promises and despicable lies.
Squeezing too much knowledge into their brains and bestowing distortion on their bodies, those monsters that were so mutated from their heads to their feet that they could no longer look human were unable to withstand Tzeentch's "blessing" before and became
Those weird monsters.
The third group approaching was filled with happy little devils, born from the entrails of the Great Unclean One of Nurgle. Those parts filled with pus and disease continued to give birth to more little devils, and whether they could
The cruel Nurglings, those little cruel ones inherited the nature of their loving father and optimistic family, and seemed to have a deep enthusiasm for everything in the world.
The Nurglings gathered around a Nurgling war shrine, playing a game of slapping their legs to the east of the rotting tree.
"The Nurgle tree is in the Nurgle fruit. To the east of the Nurgle tree, me and him, we play the Nurgle tree choking game. There is so much joy~"
With the sound of hoofbeats and war roars, a group of cavalry approached quickly. The Slaanesh Walkers from the east of the Dark Prince's Seat came in exultation and killed the Slaanesh beasts that had merged into one.
Slaanesh Walkers are all mortals without exception. When a mortal's heart is shrouded in despair and boredom and cannot feel any enthusiasm for life, will Slaanesh always deal with them generously and give them the greatest stimulation to start a new life?
Ignite the hope of wrong life.
Well, everything comes at a price. When the deal is completed, the Slaanesh Walkers are born. As a price for their new life, they must ride on the Slaanesh beast and never come back again, and engage in a war.
Another wild hunt, constantly dedicating victory, soul and fresh experience to the prince of darkness in exchange for more powerful stimulation, or...destruction.
Four teams of demons, four origins, the only thing that is the same is that their eyes have turned into completely black pupils, which means that they have been controlled by Cyric of the Dark Moon.
"There are more than 400 enemies, and there are only three of them. What should we do? Aaron?" Nestia took out her sword and dagger. The dark elf sister licked her lips bloodthirstly, and the power of the sword song spread on her skin.
It appears in the magic tattoo, sometimes like a wolf, sometimes like a tiger.
"What should I do? Give me some advice, Drizzt." Aaron raised his weapon and asked the drow ranger.
"It's very simple. They can kill more than a hundred demons alone." Drizzt said coolly: "Is it my fault that I don't have confidence? The Fairy Princess's Flower Knight?"
"Very good, he didn't think so." Aaron laughed heartily. At a certain moment, his eyes vaguely returned to the phantom of the Webway War, where, in front of the Golden Throne, Ra-Endymion,
The Emperor's Custodes Tribunes are fighting to the death against the Daemons of Chaos.
"Then let's get started!"
"Let's see who reaches the gate of the temple first. If you win, you will be rewarded, if you lose, you will be punished!"
An encounter breaks out!
Aaron ignored the Khorne vampires, for that was not Drizzt's goal, and signaled to Nesthia to deal with the Forsaken of Tzeentch.
He himself took the lead and rushed straight to Nurgle's shrine!
Keeper of Secrets, transform!
With one sword and one staff, the moment Aaron hit the ground, the charge of the Slaanesh Walkers was blown away. He easily pulled out the long moon blade of the Dark Moon Sword and swept it through the air, and the heads of the Slaanesh Walkers rose into the sky.
Aaron, the secret keeper in the air, directly turned his body into a twisted silver light and shadow, and a twisted light blade could be seen in the air scraping along the bodies of the Sagewalkers.
A row of Slaanesh Walkers lost their heads without even touching a hair on Aaron's head!
Keeper of the Secrets Aaron forcibly cut a bloody path among the Slaanesh Walkers. He circled repeatedly in the air. The Dark Moon Sword glowed brightly. Following his rotation, the six moon blades passed through the ranks of the Slaanesh Walkers.
Nurgle War Altar.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah~"
"Nurgle and evil~"
The Nurglings defended the altar with all their might, and they did not hesitate to use their bodies to resist the flying moon blades.
But that was not temporary, as the swirling moonlight soon forcibly opened a path among the Slaanesh Walkers.
Aaron, who was holding a sword on one leg and a staff on the other, also entered into a rage at this time. He had become an unstoppable force for Ye Chang. As he used the power of one person to summon the fire of Tzeentch to engulf the enemy, he unleashed
The whip of Slaanesh swept away the broken bodies of the Slaanesh Walkers, and Aaron was able to reach the shrine of Nurgle before.
The Nurglings mistook Aaron and spewed yellow-green poisonous mist. The twisted disease rays hit Aaron's body, leaving a "pin"-shaped wound mark on his arm.
Aaron didn't respond.
He stood up straight on the spot, and Tzeentch's Frisbee was summoned and landed in front of him. The sharp teeth on the edge spun faster, and the Frisbee flipped over, misaligning Aaron's leg fingers with its bottom.
The flying disc unfolded, and the Eye of Tzeentch in the center glowed with arcane light!
Quanke of Tzeentch - Magical Amplifier!
Three-ring mutation magic——Fireball!
A burst of crimson light struck Tzeentch's Frisbee from the back, passed through the Eye of Tzeentch, and split the crimson light into three.
boom!
Boom boom boom boom!
The War Shrine of Nurgle exploded, causing every stone around it to creak.
The participating Slaanesh Walkers fled, and Aaron took over and used Chaos Missiles to kill the remaining Nurglings one by one. Then he turned his attention to Drizzt and Nestia.
Relying on the power of the Matron's scepter and the power of the sword song, Nestia drove the group of Tzeentch outcasts to defeat.
And Drizzt, the drow ranger, was directly in the queue of Khorne vampires and brutally used ice death and flash to create a river of blood. His voice directly overwhelmed the screams of the vampires.
, like the incarnation of the God of Death, slashing and killing unstoppably along the way, without encountering the stupid devil Ren Hehuanju!
That guy is more demanding than a devil!
The drow ranger fought all the way to the temple door. When he thrust a vampire through his chest and stuck the flesh-and-blood iron fist at the temple door with another scimitar, and prepared to declare his victory, Aaron also arrived.
"Who wins?" Drizzt dropped the vampire's head from the steps to the east.
"I guess you have flat legs." Aaron threw a bunch of heads of Slaanesh Walkers and said with a smile, "You have good legs, ranger."
"If he doesn't have enough strength, there will be a dead end waiting for him." Drizzt turned the blade over and raised his head arrogantly: "They have a good chance of competing again, right?"
"certainly."
At the end of the stairs filled with demon blood, a door fell there, and all the demon guards were chopped into pieces - Drizzt forcibly cut a path of blood along the ground.
The gate is tall enough for a Goliath to pass through, and wide enough for a team of vampires to pass through.
The door is carved from mahogany, with panels depicting the evolution and struggle between physical gods and beings of the warp, and the stripes on the surface are decorated with brass.
The runes and chains on both sides of the door had been destroyed, just like an ancient evil being released. Waves of extremely uncomfortable energy emitted from the cracks in the door. Drizzt quickly stepped forward to try.
There is a door handle leg, but the door handle leg cannot rotate, it is bolted on the other side.
"How can I open it?" Drizzt asked Aaron naturally.
"Is he a warlock or a ranger? Should I ask him about opening the door?" Aaron made a joke. He waited for Nastia to rush over, and then signaled: "Be careful, there are no enemies on the other side of the door."
, or many, many enemies!”
"Have they all come so far? Are they going to retreat?" Nastia licked her lips with satisfaction. The battle just now made her very satisfied.
The outcasts of Tzeentch misunderstood Nastia's appetite - they chopped one down to become two, and chopped down two to become four!
Cutting the enemy into mincemeat is one of the best things in the life of the dark spirit sister.
"Qi Bei!"
Aaron stretched out his leg fingers and pressed them on the outside of the mural where the door was. Following his leg fingers, silver light lit up from the surface of the words and flowed along the door three times.
Just as the door opened, a giant sword came through the air. Drizzt and Nestia immediately moved out of the way. The giant sword was covered with sharp saw teeth and burned with dirty yellow flames.
"Ho~hoho~~~"
A demon prince strode out of the temple. He had a height of five meters, a demon face, a pair of bat wings, a big tail, a purple body, and a giant ax full of pustules and rust.
It swept past.
Drizzt narrowly dodged the giant axe. The drow ranger roared angrily and plunged the Ice Death into the demon prince's legs and arms. Nestia's sword song played, and a phantom tiger's sharp teeth penetrated the demon prince.
shoulders.
Demon blood splashed, and when the air was filled with the smell of demon blood, the demon prince took a deep breath and sprayed a five-meter-long chaotic flame from his mouth to counterattack.
But at this time, Aaron had already freed his legs. He looked at the familiar flames and without hesitation, he mistakenly released the magic at the Demon Prince.
Four Rings of Magic - Tzeentch's Stealing Spell!
The flames lost control and in turn engulfed its owner. The demon prince's whole body was covered in the flames he breathed out. He kept retreating. The serrated sword and the pustule ax fell to the ground, and he scratched randomly with his claws.
Hold your own body.
"Mom, dog! Brother!"
"Pasha, dog, money."
"Mother."
Surprisingly, what came out of the Demon Prince's mouth was actually a string of common words?!
And, so weak!
Aaron was the first to realize that the situation was good.
The Demon Prince is the end of the long journey for Chaos believers to ascend to the gods. Demonic ascension is the highest level reward for mortals. Through the Demonic Ascension Ceremony, mortals will complete their transformation from mortal objects to immortal subspace creatures, thus becoming Chaos.
For believers, if anyone can succeed in becoming a demon, it means that they have gained everything.
Although it is impossible to verify whether the demon prince after becoming a demon is an evolved version of the previous mortal, or whether it is a brand-new chaotic creature that has no connection with the past, no one can be that weak if he is the prince!
Being beaten down by his own Chaos Flame?
Are you kidding? If the Demon Prince is so weak, how come there are so many people who want to become a demon?
Drizzt held the scimitar upside down, intending to give the demon prince the final blow.
"Aaron, Buyel, Be'lak." The Demon Prince was speaking in his own broken Common Tongue. He painfully scratched his burned face with his claws: "Mother, Calimport, mother!"
"Wait! Drizzt!"
The moment the scimitar fell to the east, Aaron suddenly recalled something. His Dark Moon Sword threw out a sharp blade, which bounced Drizzt's scimitar away.
Buyer's Flower Knight quickly ran to the side of the demon prince. To the east of the demon prince's burned skin, he vaguely saw the outline of a human face.
"Anomin?"
“No me!”
…………
Outside the Central Temple of Chaos, there is the main hall and the portal.
The incarnation of Cyric the Darkmoon stood in front of the portal. Beside him, the Chaos Demons knelt on the ground and surrendered before Darkmoon's High Throne.
Thasorel, the great demon of Tzeentch - the Eternal Watch, was the first Chaos Demon to surrender to Cyric. Under the brainwashing effect of Cyric, Thathorel now firmly believes that Cyric is the Lord of Change.
A certain aspect, of course, and it and its legions of the Eternal Watch have bowed to the Dark Moon.
The Archdemon of Khorne, Khorne, is the second Chaos Daemon to surrender to Cyric. Khorne is not the highest level Daemon in the East of Khorne. Even if he is in the order of eight skulls, Khorne is not
It can only be ranked in the fourth or fifth level. It once served as the adjutant of Banha, the largest demon in the East of Terror, and hunted a large number of heads with its giant ax and brass whip.
Cyric easily convinced Horx to serve him - there were countless skulls and blood for him to hunt in the realm.
The murderous priesthood of Baal, Lord of Slaughter, is clearly in the hands of Cyric. All the priesthoods of the three gods of death belong to the Dark Moon at this time, and the surrender of Khorne becomes inevitable.
Cyric did not have the right priesthood to bear the sins of Zemugna, so the control of the two Chaos Demons was much weaker.
The black moon is blazing in the east of the seat where Cyric is incarnated, and the vicious and cunning figure of the Prince of Lies is like the void. He wears three crowns on his head, symbolizing Bane, the god of tyranny, Melkor, the Lord of Skulls, and Slaughter.
The priesthood of Lord Baal.
"That's his fate!" Looking at the portal that was about to open, Cyric spread his arms and looked at the scenery on the other side of the portal intoxicated: "The only true god of the country, the master who created a new era, Cyric, Niu
Batch!"
The Prince of Lies is in such extreme complacency that he cannot even hear them.
The whole country begged to surrender to him.
Paradise Mountain? Mechanical Realm? Bottomless Abyss? Joseph Garden? Sea of Chaos?
Isn’t it the Pantheon, AO’s Pole Star Camp?
With that book in hand, who can refuse to surrender to the supreme Cyric?
Doesn't exist at all!
Of course, if you surrender, you must surrender, even if you die, you will die!
Anyone who does not believe in Cyric does not deserve to live. As for whether a person who believes in Cyric should live, that depends on his mood.
"The supreme Holy Lord of the Dark Moon." The Great Demon of Tzeentch, Thasorel-Eternal Watch, repeated it again in error: "Aaron Salian and others have broken into the temple from the southeast."
"Very good." The incarnation of Cyric smiled grimly. He moved forward and opened his arms, as if to welcome and praise the demons who were constantly pouring into the secret room.
Before he could control the billions of demons in the Chaos Realm, Cyric found that he was just one step away.
Seize the divinity of the four gods in Aaron Salian and become the true Lord of Chaos!
Midnight, my bitch hiding behind a magic net, I'm done!