ps: I'm sorry to be late, today I suddenly heard that Bilan was hit hard again, and I was so angry that I couldn't speak for more than an hour, and I almost couldn't catch up, I'm sorry.

The light shone across the firmament, and the golden law of Aaron rose from behind him, representing that he had a basic prototype of his own law.

The Golden Rule does not represent chaos, on the contrary, it represents absolute order.

"The law of cause and effect" and the "law of regression".

Therefore, the golden law that Aaron thinks for himself is essentially a restraint and supplement to his own chaotic power, no matter how he chooses, his foundation is from the power of the four gods of chaos, the power of the four gods of chaos is powerful and violent, evil and corrodes the body and soul of mortals, in order to be able to face the power of the four gods of chaos, Aaron created the golden law to fight.

That's why he kept emphasizing, "I have turned this curse into power."

Chaos is chaotic, and the Golden Law frames the boundary—the Law of Return.

Chaos is unpredictable, and the Golden Law lays down a logic for it – the law of cause and effect.

It's all about creating a cage, a collar, for the violent and chaotic power in one's body, to control it, to restrain it, and ultimately to control it.

Rather than being completely chaotic and not choosing to keep order, Aaron will continue to throw the seeds of change in the mortal world, constantly create new variables, control cause and effect, encourage strife, and dominate reincarnation.

At the same time, every change, every change, every reincarnation, every cause and effect, every strife will bring strength to Aaron.

Therefore, the championship showdown, he has been planning for a long time.

Even if Bane doesn't invite the Championship Showdown, Aaron will definitely take the initiative to ask for the Championship Showdown, because only through a Championship Matchup can Aaron truly appreciate Bane's power and how Bane understands "strife".

In the golden light, Aaron and the fearful becometh of Bane's Son looked at each other.

The magic of the Dreads tore through the heavens with overwhelming force, Bane's Fist was firmly resisted in front of Aaron, and Aaron, the embodiment of the Golden Rule, jumped out of the ruins, relying on the divine power of the two good brothers, the magic of the Dreaders could no longer hurt Aaron!

Aaron's time is limited, and the maximum duration of the Golden Rule incarnation is only 88.8 seconds!

If this time is exceeded, the transformation of the Golden Rule avatar will end, and Aaron will not return to his previous state, and the loss of control of the Chaos power will cause him to ascend directly to the Demon Prince.

The power of chaos, which has completely lost its restraints, will devour Mannakhen like it devoured him!

The Dreadful once again invoked a trace of Bane's divine power, but as before, the boiling divine energy disappeared silently, and it was clear that after Aaron's transformation, neither of them, as incomplete divine beings, could no longer defeat their opponents through ordinary divine spells.

The Enraged Dreadful decides to deal with his enemies in the most primitive way possible - since they also have the power of their father, he will prove to everyone that he will completely shatter their bodies with his own hands.

The iron fist holding the black light, the silver chaotic eight-pointed star and the golden ring behind him, the two rays of light reflected each other and intertwined.

The two divine creatures collided head-on with an indomitable momentum.

"Boom!"

In the city of Sussar, near the Lady Yew Clubhouse.

The Thorn Raider Disma leaped into the air, his body spinning like a spinning top, kicking one devil's head off its neck with a subtle downward spinning swallow kick, and with the shock of this kick, leaping towards the next devil, he summoned a red thorn covered in blood, bound the other devil, and with the combined effect of pressure, puncture, and illusion, a fountain of blood gushed out of the devil's facial features, and immediately condensed into red ice crystals.

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Only killing can make Disma smile.

The two Bone Demon fired wildly at Disma, but the sharp bone nails could not touch the body of the Arabell Five, between the extreme speed and agility, the remnants of the Devil's counterattack looked so ridiculous, Disma's special ability as an advanced ranger was like a fish in water in this narrow street battle, and the Bone Demon didn't even notice that several paladins had been outflanked by the side and rear.

"Holy Slash!"

Dismar watched with interest as the Bone Demon fell under siege by the Paladin, watched his compatriots perform the whole process, and smiled again at the end of the surprisingly short dance show.

At this time, the cardboard box behind him was revealed, and there were several small milk cats lying inside, which were abandoned, or they may have been left behind by the cat's mother and cat father after the tragic death of the cat's mother and cat father.

After experiencing the whole turmoil, Disma's only object of protection during the night was the kittens, and after confirming that the paladin had banished the two skeleton demons, he picked them up with both hands.

They, as pitiful as he is.

It was also at the same moment that Disma saw the black and golden lights in the sky.

His smile quickly faded, and the second senior watched in amazement as Aaron turned into a golden man and fought with the monster incarnated by Bane's Divine Son, even though they were far away, Disma was still shocked by the strength they displayed.

A shock that goes deep into the soul.

He suddenly felt that the power he was proud of seemed so ridiculous in front of the duel between the two, in Disma's eyes, the two divine creatures could not see any sense of grace as a high-ranking existence at this time, their eyes only reflected the most hateful hatred, the bodies of the two collided with each other with incomparable power, and the god of tyranny and the phantom of Salascion tried their best to assist Mannakon and Aaron in their battle, and the wisps of divine power that exploded and scattered turned the surrounding area into a pile of distorted space, No mortal is capable of approaching.

A wisp of divine power landed not far from Disma's side, sending a burning house into the sky, and the holy warriors were busy going in to save people, but Disma suddenly understood the true meaning of life.

He understood.

He doesn't have such great power, so he is unlikable everywhere, he has no power, so he is always ignored and suppressed, he has no power, so he can neither get the heart of the beloved woman, nor can he let the stinky old man call the shots and marry her to himself.

All of this is just because I don't have great power!

He understood.

In Cormier, a place where rules are everywhere and restrictions are everywhere, he may not be able to get the guidance that is really right for him and what he needs.

Perhaps, he had another choice......

Disma's thinking didn't continue, and at this moment, the duel between Aaron and Manna Cohen was at its peak!

Both of the divine beings were already wounded, Aaron let himself float in the air, and the golden law behind him gradually materialized into a huge shield, on which there was the appearance of an ancient tree in the sky, exuding awe-inspiring power, the ancient tree was surrounded by an eight-pointed star halo, leading to the boundless astral boundary, and the roots were rooted in the inner plane of the elements, running through several worlds.

The Dreadful also embodied Bane's symbol, a black iron fist that ruled over the vast arena, holding in the palm of all the elements that symbolized power, desire, law, rules, fear, and strife.

Power is a fist, and this is the power that Bane has learned and inherited from the ancient god of death, Jaeger, who was born for this, and who is destined to rule all things.

The iron fist was swung out, and the smash wrapped in the sound of a sonic boom staggered Aaron backwards, and the power of the law caused the phantom of the giant tree to sway through the realms, leaving a deep nick.

In return, Aaron rose to his feet and slammed his shoulder on the dreader's chest.

The ferocious shoulder blow caused the Dreaded to completely lose his balance, and the male body of the monster several meters long rolled down the wall like a gourd; Not intending to give his opponent the slightest breathing room, the golden avatar jumped up and jumped into the pit of the valley right after him.

As soon as he landed, Aaron, who had already used up half of his transformation time, rose up and launched a series of attacks, and in the face of the Sons of Chaos' stormy combos, the Dreadful were suppressed and kept retreating.

The golden light gradually overpowered the black light, and as Aaron activated the power of the two gods of Sadomasochism, the Dreads were gradually suppressed.

After all, although they both have powerful divine power as their backing up and are both divine creatures, Bane has fallen! Sadomasochism and Slaanesh do not have this problem, the support given by the good brothers is very strong, and the divine power of the god of tyranny can only be controlled by Mannacone himself by instinct.

The most troubling thing is that Mannakone himself was never trained as a warrior or a general, and he was a merchant until three years ago.

After a few rounds, the Dreadful finally revealed a flaw, and at that moment, with a roar soaked in chaos rage, the Golden Law Avatar in the form of a raging wind pounced on the Dread.

The swift blow of the Moonblade pierced through the defenses of the Dread, and the sword sank deep into Mannakorn's chest; The golden pattern of the Golden Law flowed down the blade, greedily gnawing at the flesh of the Divine Son of Bane.

Now is the time!

This is Aaron's ultimate plan, he wants to take this opportunity to completely devour the divinity of the Son of Bane, and follow the divinity to contact the priesthood of "strife", to understand, to perceive, to experience what "strife" is, to master the power of this priesthood!

The Dreads let out an earth-shattering cry, and the Son of Bane frantically unleashed the remnants of Bane's power.

The shockwave reverberated through the clubhouse, and as the two bodies entangled, the divine sparks of the four gods of chaos collided with Bane's divine sparks.

The door to strife is opened from here.

Strife, eternal conflict, endless confrontation.

Following Bane's spark of divinity, Aaron saw Bane's understanding of the priesthood of "strife."

It's a very vague, slightly confused memory.

Many centuries ago, Bane received immortal divinity from the ancient god of death, Jaeger, after a long struggle.

Before he became a god, Bane, Baal, and Mirko had gone through countless adventures and came to the ancient god of death, Jeger, who had expected to face the greatest battle of all.

But Jaeger had long since grown tired of his duties as a god, and the ancient god of death gave up his position as a god for the three to choose.

Bane picks the strife, and he tells Barr and Mirko that he is in control of the strife, that he will be their master, and that they will serve him only as slaves.

Baal picks the kill, telling Bane and Mirko that he is the symbol of the killing, and that no matter how strong they are, they can't kill him.

Mirko chose the dead, saying that even gods will fall, and that when everything falls, you will know who is in charge of your destiny.

The three gods of death each took what they needed, and Jaeger announced his abdication to serve Mirko as a servant god.

The era of Jaeger is over.

Both Barr and Mirko felt satisfied, but Bane did not.

Bane's ultimate goal has not changed, he wants to dominate the kingdom completely and directly. Bane will be satisfied when his servants sit on the throne of every kingdom, when all the people serve their masters in fear to survive, when all selflessness and hope are completely erased from the world. And even if that day comes, the hands of darkness will never stop spreading madness and fighting against filth.

This is what Bane understands as strife—that his rule will bring strong laws and strict classes, and that the strong will be destined to rule over the weak, and that each class will have its own duties and positions, all in the service of the supreme Lord of Darkness.

If there is strife in society, then everyone is tightly controlled by absolute, strict, and detailed laws.

Mortals have needs—then they are governed by multiple levels of punishment through the most cruel punishments, the most heaviest rewards, and a complex hierarchy of tight seams.

There is competition between human beings - then through the means of arbitration and balance, they are caught in internal friction, and actively guide them to oppose them in order to control the minds of mortals.

Bane dominates everything.

The dark law that symbolizes Bane and the golden law that symbolizes Aaron do not come together, and the slightest contact between them is bounced away by the force of repulsion, the fearful are knocked out of balance, and the golden rule incarnation is thrown far away.

The change first appeared on the face of Bane's Divine Son, and apparently, when Aaron read Bane's memory, Baane's Divine Son also read the origin of the Four Gods of Chaos!

Whatever he saw in his mind, one thing was certain, and in unspeakable horror, the Dreadsome howled and tore at his face, scratching at himself with his spiky claws.

He couldn't bear the "truth" he saw!

At this moment, Aaron realized that the goddess of victory was smiling at him, and fate was in his hands.

The Four Gods of Chaos had a much deeper understanding of the priesthood of "strife" than Bane, which caused Bane Miko to doubt himself, and his strong cognitive confusion caused him to lose his mind.

Aaron uttered an incomprehensible language, and he put away the Sword of the Dark Moon and gripped his chest with his hand, and from the silver eight-pointed star brand on his chest that the Golden Rule incarnated, a long sword emerged from the boiling fountain of chaos.

Above the handle was the face of a human male filled with countless wonders and light, and the weapon had spikes protruding outwards from the sides and blade, which itself was a gold and silver intertwined hue, and some painfully distorted faces on top.

A rare emotion boiled in the heart of the Son of Bane, who had never felt such pure, so naked, so twisted malice!

This is the evil of mankind! The evil of civilization! Enemy of the gods!

Primordial Demon - Draconion!

"Celebrate, you're the first to taste this sword." Aaron struggled to control Draconion's power, and even with the power of the two gods upon him, he was exhausted.

"As soon as this sword comes out, it's thoughtless!"

The Children of Chaos rushed towards each other, their soaring forms traversing between the void and the real. Everything around us, the city, the fire, the people, was nothing but a speck.

The sword flashed and Draconion let out a terrible roar, and the blood of the god Bane stained the blade of the primordial demon red, and a little scarlet splashed everywhere like a torrential rain.

The last of Bane's filial piety came to an abrupt end, and the dreader's body collapsed and melted at a rapid speed, submerging into the blade, but in a matter of seconds, the divine beast several meters long had already turned into another painful face on the blade.

Today, the Son of Bane has fallen here.