PS: Do many people want to watch the big war? Actually, I'm tired of writing in the Sun King's book, but if you want to read it, then I'll write a little more?

"What is this place?"

Aaron, Trist, and Nestia formed a makeshift squad, and at this time, Nestia had not yet recovered from her previous emotions, and Aaron moved slowly with his dark elf sister in his arms.

The doorway to the bottom of the cliff tower was kicked by Trist, and the Blade of Ice Death split through the flesh-and-blood portal along the midline.

Cracked gravel floated in the air, then scattered by Trist's twin knives.

While this may seem redundant and unnecessary, Drow Ranger seems to be enjoying it, his eyes sparkling with pleasure as he looks excitedly at the new power he has gained in his hands, like a childlike joy.

Nestia vaguely remembered a similar feeling when she picked up a real scimitar for the first time in her life as a child, and she smiled sadly.

Sister Darkelf followed Aaron, walking cautiously, holding the scepter of the Mistress that Rose had given her, ready to fend off any ambush drawn by Trist's high-profile move.

Drow Ranger furiously cleaned up the murderous creatures that came his way, asking Aaron the truth about the Chaos Domain, "You must know, right?" ”

"Why are you so sure I know?" Aaron held the Lightless Night, clad in the Cloak of the Elven Commander, fully equipped, and he watched the ever-changing landscape around him with the same care: "This is the Chaos Demon Domain, the realm that the gods behind me have carved out in the astral realm. ”

"The world in this realm changes with the tides of energy and the changes in the minds of the gods." Aaron held his staff and held the Sword of the Dark Moon in his hand: "This is the core of the Nine Books of Salion connecting to the magic of the astral plane, but because of the actions of some people, the Nine Books of Salion have a self-defense mechanism, thus involving all of you visitors. ”

"Involved?" Trist quickly raised his twin knives and pointed them at Aaron's face: "You did it on purpose?" Or accidentally? ”

"On purpose." Aaron said coldly, "This was supposed to be a trap. ”

"Trap?"

"I have many enemies, Lord Trist, many." Aaron frowned, "Especially the dark sun, I have always wanted to give my enemies a painful defeat. ”

"My plan was successful from the ceremony to the presentation of the scrolls, and I planned to draw the guests into the Chaos Realm from the very beginning." Aaron sighed slightly, and he pointed to the burning sky: "There, I will borrow everyone's power to destroy the enemy, including the dark sun." ”

Following Aaron's finger, Trist and Nestia looked up, their pupils dilated slightly at the sight in front of them.

The world has been turned upside down.

It turned out that the place where they were was a floating island, and the sky above them reflected an unseen continent, and in the center of the continent sat a colonnade and a building with a vaulted dome came into view.

The shimmer of light from the Hall of Reflection cast a terrifying and wild shadow, thousands of demons crowded around the building, fighting each other in a rage and bloodlust, and above the fortress in the center of the hall, four Chaos Demons were larger than any other, each leading four armies, fighting together selflessly, this glorious building was filled with flesh and chaos from top to bottom.

Nestia could even smell the burning, and the icy flames around her made the Darkspirit Sister reluctant to move closer to Aaron, and she nervously scanned the huge hall reflected in the sky, the invisible clanging of axe blades echoing in the hall.

The screams of the Chaos Demons and the whispers of the gods echoed around the Chaos Domain.

"It's like a bottomless abyss." Nestia said to Aaron and Trist, and the Darkspirit Sister was still a little depressed, and she muttered, "What should we do?" I think it might take some time for us to get used to it...... It was so cold, I always felt an unintelligible voice in my ears, and I also felt something peeping at me and invading my mind. ”

Aaron couldn't help but glance at Trist when he heard this.

Their squad was meant to be the one who didn't need to rest in any sense, Aaron was the Child of Chaos, the champion of the Four Gods, and Nestiana was the elven swordsman of the chaotic neutral camp, with Aaron's mark in body and soul.

As for Trist...... As soon as this guy entered the Chaos Demon Domain, he was favored by Slaanesh, and the Prince of Darkness was cheering for him and cheering for him.

They were supposed to descend on the reflected continent overhead, where the Chosen People of the Goddess of Magic would have dealt a fatal blow to Ciric's avatar.

Result: Sazastan...... There were probably other unknown archmages who broke Aaron's plan and caused him to land in a deflected position and not reach the intended position, while cunning old mages such as Ilminster suddenly broke away at the last minute and were not dragged into the water by Aaron.

"So now our course has changed?" Nestia said to Aaron, "I need a little time to get used to it, I'm starting to feel the web, Aaron." ”

"Yes, our course has changed." Aaron nodded.

What they had to do now was to find the portal to the Chaos Temple first, and get everything back on track.

"Let's find a way above our heads." Aaron said to Trist and Nestia, "We can only return to the realm when we reach the Temple of Chaos...... So, Sister Nessia, I'm curious to know, what's going on with you? ”

"I'm also interested." Trist had always been grim and arrogant, unaware that four gods were looking at Drow Ranger with appreciative eyes.

Nestia looked at Aaron with a complicated expression, and the beautiful legs of a pair of black silk leather boots under the tight leather coat and the outer windbreaker rubbed a few times, and still shook her head: "I can't tell you, Aaron, it's not that my sister doesn't want to, it's really not good." ”

"Why?" Aaron looked puzzled.

"Because ......" Nestia blushed as she stuck out her tongue at Aaron.

On the bright red tongue coating, a blue-purple spider pattern is imprinted.

"This is the mark that the spider queen gave me." After mentioning the spider, the voice of the dark spirit sister was trembling: "...... I, I can't say, otherwise...... I'm going to get you covered! ”

"Heh~" Aaron couldn't stop laughing, he gently hugged his dark spirit sister: "Don't be afraid, the spider queen is the spider queen, this is the realm of the four gods, my realm, the spider queen can't feel it." ”

"No matter how powerful the Queen of the Spider is, can he use the sword of the bottomless abyss to slash us in the Chaos Demon Domain?"

"Don't worry, sister, at least here, the spider queen can't sense it." Aaron held his hands behind his back, and he spoke lightly, but in fact his heart was very heavy.

Nestia's fear of Rose is simply imprinted in her soul, and as a source of her power, Rose has controlled her to the extent of every aspect.

How do you get the dark spirit sister to get rid of the spider's control while retaining her power and self?

And...... Aaron also felt a little strange in his heart.

After the incarnation of Ciric sneaked up on him, he should have attracted an attack by a Tzeentch Air Legion.

But after that, everything seemed to be quiet, as if it were ...... And no fighting took place?

…………

The torches burned intermittently on the staff, slowly dispelling the darkness, and the eldest lady Charlotte looked blankly at the environment around her, and subconsciously slapped her face with her hands, reassuring herself that everything would be fine.

Charlotte's heart was pounding, the eldest lady didn't know what this place was, her last memory was that there was a sudden explosion while reading the nine books of Salian, as one of the people farthest away from the nine books, the eldest lady was not immediately sucked into the Chaos Demon Domain.

However, during the explosion, Charlotte saw the danger encountered by Aaron and Eleanor, who was affected by the storm, and the eldest lady did not hesitate to protect Eleanor directly, and fell into this place with Miss Priest.

Is this a reality, or is it a dream?

Unbeknownst to Charlotte, the flames swayed on the stand, and light and darkness rippled out of the stand and through the stone room.

It seemed real, at least, as was the chill of the flames and the crackling of burning wood, and Charlotte put her hand on her aching chest and looked at the room illuminated by the light.

One of the walls of the room is made of a window that resembles a clear crystal, suggesting that she is now in a labyrinth.

Outside the window, there was a strange howling of the wind, and she continued to look around the room, seeing neat rolls of parchment, a complete frisbee, a tapestry pulled up, and a cloak hanging from the dummy by the window.

A gem-encrusted cane was carefully turned, and next to it lay a stack of clothes—long skirts, underwear, stockings, and a pair of ornate high heels, a ribbon with dense writing on it.

Next to the room was a writing desk filled with bundles of parchment, which Charlotte spread out on the table.

She felt that the touch on the paper was exactly the same as in reality.

The paper was full of forbidden knowledge and evil incantations, and every word was filled with a layer of malice, and when the curious Charlotte began to try to decipher these words, the pain in her lower abdomen flooded her mind with a wealth of knowledge that ordinary people could not imagine, she understood the language, understood the dark spells on it, and understood the secrets of how mortals could pass through the portal and reach the central Chaos Temple.

She knew how to leave the Chaos Demon Realm and return to the realm!

But where has Aaron gone?

For Charlotte, the eldest lady really doesn't care much about things, nothing more than Aaron, Alice, Mentor, Cormier, and other than these, the destruction of the whole world has nothing to do with her.

Let's wait until Eleanor has explored the other part of the area, and then let's talk about it.

Charlotte thought so, and the eldest lady waited in place.

She didn't wait for Miss Priest to arrive, on the contrary, the continuous sound of high heels and twisted and dark laughter approached from the other side of the labyrinth, and a stunning enchantress in a long purple dress, purple hair and purple eyes appeared at Charlotte's side: "Sure enough, you can read these words. ”

"Who are you?" Charlotte raised her staff alertly and aimed it at the stunning enchantress, her bright golden eyes full of vigilance.

There was a smell on this woman's body that made her uncomfortable.

"My name is Misty Tanshur." The Enchantress giggled, "It's Aaron's guest!" ”

"Aaron's guest?" Charlotte's vigilance lowered slightly, but the eldest lady still pointed at her with her staff, a seven-ring death finger had already been prepared, she recalled for a while, and then remembered that she had indeed seen this person.

The vigilance had just been lifted, and a higher level of vigilance had re-emerged.

Because this woman is so beautiful, Missy's appearance not only surpasses that of Miss Priest and Lady Wang, but even Charlotte, who claims to be a perfect beauty, feels that there is a gap.

"Giggles~ I don't think we should waste too much time." The Stunning Enchantress ignored Charlotte's eyes, and she motioned for Charlotte to look at the reflection in the crystal: "Look, those idiots who believe in Talos are going to die." ”

The eldest lady then focused her attention on the other side.

Thousands of different kinds of roars poured into her ears, and the colorful points of light emitted by the colorful light sources made it difficult for her to see.

But what unfolded before her was a burning plain, and she found herself standing in the midst of a towering hilltop building, one of several towers overlooking a high wall.

The ground was littered with hideous-looking monsters, all holding weapons, and strangely shaped wizards firing flames.

Magic whizzed through walls, flying beasts, and demons, and ballistas and small-caliber cannon fire rattled and hissed through the air.

The Amazonian warriors are putting up a stubborn resistance, clinging to a corner and screaming in despair.

Charlotte watched as a wisp of colorful flames shot out from the forked tongue of a Chaos Two-Headed Dragon, melting the Storm Lord of Talos, rolling mutated pieces of flesh and armor-blackened corpse onto the hillside.

A giant war machine, dragged by a group of Tzeentch demons, surged down the narrow causeway in their direction.

The Chaos Lords at the head wield the power of uncleanliness, and the bound demons drive battering rams and siege crossbows on the ground that are difficult for beasts to carry alone.

Colorful flames erupted from Tzeentch's mouth and hissed, engulfing the corner where the group of Amazonian warriors were.

"It seems that even a legend at the voter level can't hold up for too long."

Lady Musty smiled, her slender black nails slicing her lips with interest, her expression bloodthirsty and playful: "Stupid Storm Lord, she thinks she is powerful, and she does not do enough to provoke the enemies here, and the end result is that not only will they die, but their souls will never return to the Storm Lord's kingdom." ”

Charlotte watched as the Amazons were slaughtered in despair, and under the flames, a cascading mass of flesh with a dozen legs, a dozen hands, and a dozen faces rolled out of the flames, and the former Amazonite warriors who had been fused and mutated into new creatures let out a painful cry in unison.

Is this an illusion or reality?

Charlotte was a little confused.

"It's an illusion, it's a reality." Ms. Missy's face also showed a little solemnity: "Winning is an illusion, and losing is reality." ”

"Brother, what the hell does he want to do?" Charlotte murmured.

"I don't know, but it's time for us to act, Lady Caradnay." Misty looked at the eldest lady: "You don't want to, your favorite brother Aaron is in trouble, right?" ”

…………

At the same time, the Hanging Place in the Chaos Demon Domain, inside the upside-down house.

A giant monster bird, Tzeentch Archdemon Sassolel - Eternal Watch led an entire army of Tzeentch to surround the two "guests".

Mansu, the lord of the Santarin Society, and his deputy, dressed in a high-necked gentleman's suit, with dark eyes and pale skin.

"We are surrounded! …… My deputy! Why are you just watching there? The magical duel between Mansu and Sassolel destroyed the nearby area, and the Lord of the Santarim Guild shouted in frustration, "It shouldn't be like this! Damn, what's your name? Why can't I remember? ”

The man smiled gloomily: "It's just a fetus, and you dare to talk to your master like this." ”

However, in the face of the threat of Tzeentch Archdemon, he still made a move.

A book appeared in the hand of the man with three large characters written on the cover.

The Shri Sutra.

The pages of the book are turned and rise into the sky.

Tzeentch Archdemon Sassolel - Eternal Watch immediately knelt down in front of the high man.

"My ...... Master! ”

The entire Tzeentch then submitted to the man.

"Master!"

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(End of chapter)