Aaron took his own spoils, bid farewell to Rockefeller, the Great Lord of Dawn, and headed north alone.

"Help me...... Come and ......"

He heard the voice again, this time without a doubt, the tiny figure trapped among the rotting trees of the hills at the end of the Moander Road.

Aaron knew he had to see the path of Moand, and even if he didn't get the call, he would try to unlock Nurgle's powers.

I have to say that the fat grandpa is too lazy.

Nurgle didn't care if Aaron unlocked his powers or what Aaron did, she just stayed in her rotten garden, enjoying her children and grandchildren around her knees, or experimenting with new juicy burgers in her cauldron.

If you talk about the overall strength of the four gods of chaos, Nurgle will never be weaker than the sadomasochism, but in terms of the influence and destructive power of the four gods of chaos, Nurgle is only a little stronger than Slaanesh.

So, as Tzeentch reminded, Aaron had to try to see if he could use external forces to stimulate Grandpa Nurgle's instinctive reaction.

Then the Moander Way is the perfect place to be.

Moand, the god of decay, an ancient god of decay, decay, and withering, is well-known in the realm (as a loser).

It is unclear when Moander first appeared in the realm, but it is generally known that the god of decay came to the kingdom after the decline of power after the Elven Crown War and the rise of the Nesshrel Empire, and she was a strange deity who always showed "male signs and femininity" in appearance, and she established a temple of her own in the mountains and began to spread her faith, and the people of Nessera have recorded how Moander destroyed the tribe by poisoning crops, livestock, and water.

This is also the earliest belief in Moand, the god of decay.

After that, the evil god did some famous things:

Around the time of the Valley Calendar, Moander tried to invade the Elven Kingdom of Comanso, but with the support of the Elven gods, Lady Sirinsy of the Kingdom of Comanso used the ultimate sword of the Elven Empire to defeat the incarnation of Moand, bringing a great defeat to the deity.

In the famous Dawn Tribulation, the god of the dawn, Loshanda, tried to reshape the Pantheon in his own image and form the "Dawn God System", when Loshanda's lover "Goddess of Luck" Taj did not approve of Loshanda's approach, she chose to leave Loshanda's side and give her a "kiss of misfortune", after which Taj wandered the kingdom and met a strange rose on the top of a mountain.

The rose was so beautiful that the gods could not resist the temptation, and Taj pinned the flower to her head and continued her roaming.

But in fact, this rose is the seed of life of Moand, and it didn't take long for Taj to be corrupted into an empty shell by Moand, but fortunately, at this time, Loshanda and Suren came to visit, and Suren found that the god who was once Taj was almost incurable, so he sent out a purifying beam that broke Taj in half.

Lady of luck Tymorrah and Lady of Doom Benzaba were born.

Finally, in the midst of the recent events, in the turbulent years, the legendary bard vander Dragonthorn defeated Moand's weakened Sage form in the Great Forest of Comanso, killing the deity, whose blood and remnants of divine power polluted an area of the Great Forest, known as the Morand's Way.

Aaron felt that it was very accurate to describe the foreign god in terms of repeated defeats and repeated defeats, and he did not know where the kingdom particularly attracted the god of decay, which led her to send avatars to invade the place again and again.

He had spent two days approaching the Moander Way, and the weather was not very good, and the moment he left the Maze of Delno, it began to rain in the sky, and Aaron wrapped his shoulders in his new High Elf Commander Cloak, letting the cold rain lap indiscriminately on the shield of the divine spark, and the warm Tzeentch flames mingled with the air.

The Great Northern Forest of Misdrano is littered with the remains of the battlefield, and the air still reverberates with the echoes of magic.

Aaron brushed his fingers over the ruins in the forest, feeling the battlefield of yesteryear with his fingertips.

The Weeping War, the battle for the demise of the Mystrono.

More than 1,800 years ago, before the soul of the crowned king Intar Green returned to Afando, there were three Nycaros demons, the three Nykalos demons, the main form of demons summoned by the Grand Arcanist of Nessreel, who wreaked havoc in the Great Forest of Comanso.

The Grand Arcanists of Nessera had been searching for the stolen Color-resistant Scrolls, and when they realized that the elves' high magic was not inferior to that of Nessreal's, one of the Grand Arcanists decided that the elves were responsible for stealing the Color-resistant Scrolls, and he summoned the Three Demons and began to take revenge on the elves.

After a long period of glory, the arrogance of the Great Arcanists has reached the pinnacle of their absence, and in their opinion, there is no magic in this world that can match them, and if such magic exists, then they must be the murderers who stole the Chromay Scroll.

This culminated in the War of Weeping and the demise of Mystronor, for which scholars of the kingdom generally believe that the Chromians are inescapable of being held responsible.

However, according to Sister Missy, there is a small number of color-resistant scrolls, which seem to be really hidden in the mystron.

So who is to blame?

Aaron didn't want to answer for a moment, he looked at the city of songs covered in corruption and confusion from afar, and said silently.

"The area ahead, let's explore it later."

…………

After two days of traveling, Aaron gradually approached the infamous Moander Way.

The entire forest was now a decaying land.

The plants became twisted and towering, and the trees reached up to the sky, covering the woodland so tightly that Aaron could faintly see the shapes of some of the animals and plants of the past.

Now, all of them have dissolved under Moand's divine blood, and both plants and living beings have been transformed into a new life form, fused into one lump after another of filth under the will of the divine blood.

A stone wall, the vines on the stone wall, an old deer and a small deer, the buildings, plants, and animals were condensed into a half-dead and half-alive mixture, and the monstrous faces of demons appeared on the twisted and swollen walls like living creatures, and the staggered and upside-down marble slabs paved the way forward, and the light that spilled from the shade of the trees cast a deep shadow over the scenery in front of them.

Twisted, rotting thorns writhed behind the ruins, from the bushes, from the sunken ground, from the shadows, from inside the dead wood, spitting corrosive venom and waving tentacles in an attempt to bring down the uninvited guest.

However, none of these attacks were of any use to Aaron, who was chosen by the Four Gods of Chaos.

The Sunset Lords even put away his elven commander cloak, put away his white dragon dragon leather armor, and used his skin to feel the power left by the god of decay.

The Sword of the Dark Moon opens its way ahead, and with each swing, it breaks the corrupt that it doesn't know how to name it in half, and keeps moving forward.

Aluminous Night fends off the incoming corrupted plants with Tzeentch's fire, unconsciously trying to divide and encircle Aaron.

The Sword of the Dark Moon sliced through a smuculate-covered mucus-covered body, slicing off screeching heads, and as Aaron chanted a spell, he summoned a horde of Tzeentch fire demons and sadistic vamplets.

With his own strength, Aaron stubbornly relied on the Sadistic Demon and the Tzeentch Demon, as well as the power of Nurgle, who had always been silent, to carve a way on the Moander Road!

As for why not summon the demon of Slaanesh?

Aaron said: "Slaanesh is not good.

However, the closer he gets to the heart of the Moander Way, the more resistance Aaron encounters.

A dreaded vamplet was besieged, and tentacles lurking underground surged out and pierced its legs, dragging it to the ground, dragging it down the slope and into the rotting spring, and the ventery struggled until it finally sank into the thick lake.

Aaron struggled to climb the steep slope, the stench of decay came to his face, the ground became wet and slippery and sticky, flies and bugs flew on the yellow-green humus, and creatures in the form of men and beasts had glued together and new life was born.

Moander's curls lurked around every corner, ugly faces pouring out of the walls, and even the dome of trees above was tilting and beginning to crumble, as if the physical world in which the road was located was beginning to crumble.

The voice in Aaron's head grew clearer.

"It's ...... Over here. ”

The rotting juice clung to his skin, and spurred on by the corrupted plants that permeated the blood of Moander, Aaron once again felt the activation of Nurgle's power, which gulped down the corrupted power like an insatiable glutton.

Aaron's throat couldn't help but swallow, the poisonous gas spit out by the corrupted plant made even the dragon's metabolic system feel the pain of every breath, and the blood of Moander turned this place into a place of death, and in the center of the entire city was pure apoptosis.

But he had a feeling of "eating too much", and Aaron even hiccuped.

"Hiccup~"

This is the power of Nurgle, and this is the power of chaos.

Getting closer and closer to the sealed Pure Good Being, Aaron noticed the giant tree he had seen in the vision, the top of the rotting giant tree in the valley was above Aaron's head, separated only by a layer of parasite-twisted buildings.

The tops of these houses were inlaid with a layer of decaying vines, stripped flesh and blooming flowers, but only a deep shadow surrounded Aaron.

There were no roads connecting the valleys, so Aaron had to let the Chaos Demons make a passage.

Tzeentch's fire swirled into a whirlpool in the air, burning under Aaron's subtle control along the path he had to take.

It looks like we're not far from the finish line.

Hundreds of corrupt vines covered with sarcoma hung on the surface of the giant tree, tangled in a clump, strange and unfamiliar flowers covered along the giant tree from the bottom to the middle, the moss had been secreting yellow-green gas, and some corrupt creatures with unknown names could be seen in the distance, hiding behind the hills in fear.

They find that their attacks have no effect on Aaron, and instead will be drained by Aaron's power.

"This is it." Aaron whispered into the air, he walked up the ramp, pustules bulging on the ground, like scabs on a wound, he clenched the Sword of the Dark Moon that Suren Ma had given him, despite a series of battles, the Sword of the Dark Moon still looked brilliant, and its mirror-like blade reflected pieces of brilliance in what should have been a muddy and withered place.

Aaron was about to move on, closer to the giant tree that sealed the young girl, when suddenly a voice came from behind him.

"Who?!" Aaron turned, and a fireball blessed with the power of Slaanesh was aimed at his back.

"Lord Aaron~Lord Aaron!" Dressed in a camel fur coat and dirty, the son of Kalinshan appeared, and when he saw Aaron pointing his finger at him, he quickly shook his hand: "It's me, it's me!" ”

"Annomin?" Aaron put down his hand, and he couldn't stop being surprised in his eyes: "Didn't I ask you to wait for me in the Valley of Shadows?" How did you get here? ”

"Me? I can't rest assured. Anomin struggled to get closer, one foot deep and one shallow, and he struggled to reach the edge of the decayed land that Aaron had purified: "It's been a few days since you came in, and I wonder why you haven't come back yet, so I followed my lord's voice...... Ablandor, Lord Aaron...... You ......"

There was a look of suspicion on the face of the Son of Callinsan, and it was clear that he had seen Aaron harness the demons of Chaos.

"You've gone too far, Anomin, go back now." Aaron's eyes were fixed on the son of Kalinsan, and he asked, "How did you get here?" You only have the strength of the elite level? Don't tell me you didn't encounter any enemies along the way. ”

"My Lord has answered me!" Faced with Aaron's suspicion, Ann Nuoming almost subconsciously took out a holy emblem from his chest: "Look, Lord Aaron, this is the holy seal given to me by my lord Abbrando!" ”

"She guided me to you! I'm so glad you're alive! ”

The Son of Kalinshan said excitedly.

“…… You're in luck, Anomin. Aaron nodded, he hesitated for a few seconds, took out the water bottle containing the pool of light from his body, and handed it to Annomin: "This is the water you want." ”

"Thank you, thank you very much!" Ann Nuomin excitedly took the water from the pool of light and held it in the palm of his hand.

"It's dangerous here, you better go back as soon as possible." Aaron glanced at Annomin again and motioned for him to leave as soon as possible.

Watching Aaron enter the valley, Ann Normin cherished the water bottle of the pool of light, and called out to the air god monster according to his contract with the air god monster.

The pact between us has been made, and according to the agreement, you must fulfill your promise to save my mother!

In the void, a voice answered Annomin's call.

"O Anomin from Karinsan, you have been deceived."

The voice of the qi god monster was calm, with a hint of disdain: "This is not the water I want, I can't save your mother." ”

"Not the water I want? How can it be?! Annoming was in a hurry, he clenched the level that Aaron gave him, he didn't know where the voice came from, he could only spin anxiously in place: "This is the water of the pool of light!" That's it, that's it! This is the water of the pool of light, look at it, look at it again! ”

"You idiot, Aaron Salian deceived you, he didn't go to Mistron to get water at all, he just poured a little water from a creek at random." The figure of the spirit monster emerged, and in the shadows, a tall and muscular black shadow slowly approached: "You have been deceived, Ann Nuoming." ”

"Who are you?!" Ann Nuoming was startled, he drew his weapon tremblingly, and aimed it at the shadow's face: "You are not a gas monster! Who are you?! ”

"Me? Heh~ I'm the air god monster who signed a contract with you, I'm not only a gas god monster, I'm also a demon spirit who kidnapped you, and I'm still Ablandor who answered your prayers~"

Shadow chuckled and flicked Ann Nuomin's sword with his huge demonic claws: "It's my voice, from beginning to end, it's all me, your gods have fallen, it's all me, and it's just me." ”

"All are deceiving you, your father, your mother, your companions, the Demon Elve, the Harpist, and Aaron Salion, look at them, look at how hypocritical they are!"

Ann Nomin's voice trembled uncontrollably, and the young man covered his head uncontrollably in fear and trembling: "No, no, it's not a scam, this water is not fake, I know, the water of the pool of light is corrupted, it should be like this, Your Excellency Aaron, he didn't lie to me, this is the water I want!" ”

Annomin was about to subconsciously believe the words of the "shadow", but he suddenly remembered the description of Sandra the Wind Chaser, and the son of the Pasha became hesitant again.

This caused the chaos runes that had already spread throughout his body to stop as they approached his neck.

"Idiot!" The shadow cursed angrily, and it wanted to say something more, and in the distance, in the valley of the rotting giant trees, there was a breath full of magnificent vitality.

The shadow no longer hesitated, and it went straight to Annomin, piercing into his chest and penetrating into his body!

A terrible screech caused the Son of Kalinshan to manifest in the pillar of light.

A pitch-black figure, a twinkling eight-pointed star, a skeletal demon face, and dozens of chains and skulls on the wings of a giant demon.

Birak, the primordial demon prince, has returned!

"Now, there's nothing left to help you, Aaron Salion."

Purple-gray flames crushed at Birac's fingertips.

"You won't have a second chance!"