Aaron, Trist, and Nestiana walk beneath the twisted crimson sky.

The scenes they saw along the way were all distorted and changing, sometimes bright red oceans, sometimes deep blue forests, sometimes purple fields, sometimes green deserts.

As they moved some distance, the landscape changed, and so did the monsters they encountered, with bloodthirsty hounds and giant skull cannons in front of an entire legion of Slaanesh's chariots, and new legions of Slaaneshlust whipping twisted monsters, and clusters of Tzeentch Flying Sharks and Nurgle Bees swept through the sky.

But they haven't had much of a fight along the way.

All because of Aaron's power, when the Children of Chaos raised the Chaos Emblem in their hands, these low-level Chaos demons bowed their heads towards Aaron and made way for them to pass.

Even the well-informed Trist had never seen such a bizarre sight, and the Darkspirit Ranger looked around vigilantly: "I've always heard your name from other people's mouths, Aaron Salion, I didn't believe you could defeat a godlike before, but now, I think my doubts have been answered." ”

"In a way, the three of us are alike." Aaron nodded in agreement, "For the surface races, Drow will always be a symbol of evil, killing, and conspiracy, and for mortals, the four gods who created me are equally a symbol of extreme evil. ”

"Four gods? Are they the four you showed in The Fourth Wall? Drow shifted his perspective to a nearby pillar. A one-eyed, pus-dripping creature with entrails emerges from the hidden darkness. Another, even more disgusting demon emerged from behind another pillar, a fat eyeball swelling wildly from the inside of his body, revealing a row of limbs, pincers, tendrils, and leather whips underneath, piled in a heap filled with the eyes of human and other corpses, swaying on it.

"It's mortal!"

"Sweet elven soul!"

"Ah, so delicious, so fragrant~"

The whispers of the Chaos Demons rose higher and higher, and they were as numerous as the ocean, and they could already smell the breath of elven souls.

The only thing that could make the Chaos Demons feel jealous was Aaron and the Chaos Eight-Pointed Star Emblem that burned at the top of his staff.

With the blessing of the four gods of chaos, the demons of chaos did not dare to take action against Aaron.

This is only temporary, Aaron knows that when the four gods of chaos lose interest in him and feel that he has no use value, these chaos demons will not hesitate to rush over and tear him to pieces.

"They're scared of you?" Nestia looked at these Chaos Demons curiously, Sister Darkspirit was not at all afraid of these Chaos Demons, on the contrary, she was a little eager to try: "Then if I cut them, they won't resist, right?" ”

In Nesdia's world, only the Queen Spider and her Wax Melter, the Prayer Spirit, and the spider spirit that symbolizes the power of the Queen of the Spider can make Nesdia fearful, but there is no fear in Nesdia's world at all.

"With me, they don't dare to do anything to you, but if you do, they won't be willing to die like this."

This dark elf sister of his own...... In a way, they are very similar to themselves, they are all burdened with original sin, they are both in purgatory, and their hearts are bright, and it is because of this that Aaron loves her so much.

As for Trist, Aaron also has a natural crush on him.

The legendary Drow Ranger, the absolute protagonist of the toilet paper series, Aaron hasn't actually seen the series about him, only knows that he is very famous.

And the reason that really makes Aaron have a good impression of Trist is that in the Baldur's Gate series, Trist has made many cameos, and Aaron, as the protagonist Chanem, kills him every time and robs him of the artifact for his own use.

As a terrible player, Aaron naturally goes through the back-and-forth of the archives, and Trist dies again and again at the hands of his protagonist.

Aaron hadn't felt how morally corrupt he had before, but when the living Trist was really standing in front of him, it was still difficult for Aaron not to feel good feelings and a trace of guilt towards him.

The three of them entered an open-air building that looked like a tower more than a dozen meters high from the outside, but every structure of the tower had no ceiling, flames and huge Tzeentch Eyes were suspended in the air, and a large number of scrolls and volumes of papers were piled up in rows of bookcases.

A few Tzeentch clerks and a dozen Tzeentch Chaos Warriors are guarding the place.

"There's a portal here." Aaron said to Trist and Nestia, "It can take us to the Temple of Chaos above our heads. ”

"We'll deal with Shirek there and find our way back to the kingdom."

"Without further ado, let's do it as soon as possible."

Aaron led Trist and Nestia into the book tower, and the Children of Chaos found the Tzeentch clerk and showed the high-ranking demon with two horns and nine eyes on his face his Tzeentch emblem: "Open the portal." ”

The Tzeentch clerk didn't react, they just stood there and looked at Aaron.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Open the portal! ”

Aaron realizes that something is wrong, and he secretly gestures to Nestia and Triste.

Several Tzeentch clerks still didn't make any moves.

One of them spoke: "The Shadow of Despicability, the Master of Knowledge, is now in the service of a greater being. ”

A greater being?

Aaron tightened his grip on the Sword of the Dark Moon, and he realized that the surrounding Chaos Demons and Tzeentch Chaos Warriors were all around, and the hungry moans resounded through the hall, and everywhere there were unimaginable, strange, and unusually disgusting demons, all attracted by the scent of mortals, some jumping, some sliding, and some crawling out like soft mud.

Trist contemptuously split a changing Tzeentch demon in half, kicking its remnants open.

A twisted sound of adoration caught Aaron's attention, and he couldn't help but look up.

He saw the motifs hidden beneath the Tzeentch emblem.

Dark sun, eight-pointed star, skull.

Aaron swallowed hard.

The situation seems to be a bit ...... Wrong?

Ciric, take control of these Tzeentch demons?!

"We're surrounded, rookie! Are you in the wrong place? Nestia immediately drew one of her sword daggers, and the Darkelf Sister blamed Aaron, but her face was eager to try, revealing a bloodthirsty grin, and Drow's true nature was revealed in her at this moment.

"Stand behind me, wizard." Trist proudly flipped his double blades, he straightened his waist, although he was only more than one meter six tall, but the momentum that emerged from the Drow Ranger was comparable to an entire Chaos Army, he methodically approached a heavily armed Tzeentch Warrior, facing the heavy armor of the whole body, the Drow Ranger was extremely skilled in sending his twin knives into the mask of Tzeentch Chaos Warrior in the blink of an eye, the ice death was stained with the blood of the Tzeentch Chaos Warrior, Tzeentch Chaos Warrior let out a howl of pain, and the Drow Ranger unceremoniously twisted the twin blades, Become a savage killer: "Keep up, humans, it seems that if we don't get rid of all of your rebel men, they won't let us through." ”

"Makes sense." Aaron couldn't help but laugh and said, "If the problem can be solved by force, why should it be solved at the negotiating table?" ”

"I like your words, Lord Aaron." Trist also showed a hint of a smile: "Kill them all and solve the problem!" ”

"Hands-on !!"

A series of explosions engulfed the entire tower at once.

Aaron began to cast spells, and the master Chaos God Warlock was devastating as soon as he struck a spell, and dozens of golden hounds rushed out of the void with his staff, biting the bodies of Tzeentch demons with their fangs and claws, and he summoned a chain of lightning bolts that leaped through the structure of the tower.

Nestia's skin felt the burning heat of the flames around her, just as she had undergone an albino ritual as a child, transforming herself into a white drow, and she heard screams and roars of battle.

The sword song resounded, and Nestia was like a sladen beast, the sword dagger in her hand swirling with the power of magic, stabbing, flashing, and shocking the audience, and in her relentless magical bombardment and flashing, the surrounding buildings crumbling and Tzeentch's demonic blood flying everywhere.

"Hahahaha Sister Darkspirit laughed like a madman at this time, and the fear and cowardice she had exposed before seemed to be just a distant phantom.

Nestia likes to fight, likes to show her superb combat skills and singing, as a sword singer, in her mind, in the depths of her soul, she loves it all from the bottom of her heart, her singing voice is mournful but full of murderous intent, only when she is passionate about killing, can she temporarily forget the punishment of the spider queen, forget the Rose stinger hanging over her head.

Both of them are furiously harvesting flesh and blood, but the most terrifying is Aaron, who has completed the transformation of the Demon Lord of Change.

The furious tsunami-like chaotic energy converged on Aaron's fingertips, twisted into a black dot, Tzeentch's eyes opened, and the entire Chaos Demon Domain was responding to Aaron's call, tearing around his body like a whirlwind, and purple-blue beams mixed with the power of Slain and Tzeentch swept through, stirring up thousands of smoke and dust, and the Tzeentch demons hurriedly fled in all directions, and in an instant, the fortress was blown into rubble and twisted metal, and the wreckage was thrown into the sky like a fountain.

It's so strong!

A storm of shattered metal swept through the Tzeentch Fire Demon, and Aaron's magic blasted away enemies in sight, and Nestia couldn't help but feel a shake in her heart.

It's only been a few months, how did the rookie become so strong?

A frenzied roar came from above, and Trist had entered a state of rage, and the few Tzeentch Chaos warriors were still stubbornly holding their last position in the courtyard.

And above their heads, the silver-haired, black-robed Grim Reaper descended.

At this time, Trist did not have any enemies in his eyes that could match him, and what he saw in the eyes of the Drow Ranger was - there were five lone Chaos Warriors here, and I surrounded them alone!

Ice Death slashed on top of the heavily armored body of the Chaos Warriors, and the sliced armor creaked across the wall in the corner, slashing at the traitors in a flash of light, and the five Tzeentch Chaos Warriors scurried in front of the Drow Ranger, like frightened birds!

In one fell swoop, the armor shattered, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere!

Twice, the skull was broken, and the wails were everywhere!

In three strokes, three of the five brave men who were heavily armored, wearing magic screens, and holding big swords and shields and halberds were killed, and the remaining two were already frightened, and rolled down the cliff with their hands and feet.

This traitor...... Nestia looked at this scene, and the hot blood that had just burned instantly cooled.

Triste, really strong, no wonder even if he has the scepter of the master mother, he is not his opponent at all, since he received Rose's task, he is doomed to death.

Thankfully, Aaron's presence gave Nestia a glimmer of hope.

In a way, Nestia didn't know whether it should be joy or sadness, her life didn't belong to her, and if it weren't for Aaron Salion's appearance, her life would have ended a few hours ago.

She thought it was fate, she was fully aware of the irony, she was not qualified to get away from it all, and now she had a glimmer of hope, but the end was indeed dragging Aaron into the water.

An uncertain future unfolded before them that she couldn't see but felt, and she didn't know what form Rose would present herself into, but it was right in front of her, and the excitement of the unknown thrilled her.

The sword song sounded again, and she focused her strength on the magical tattoo on her body, and a pair of high-heeled leather boots inlaid with sapphires connected the dots in the void, and climbed the tower that was half destroyed by Aaron.

Colorful flames burned around her, and the burned buildings stood out like islands on the sea at sunset.

Screams rose around her like smoke. A constant buzz sounded above her head, she looked up at the Tzeentch clerks standing on the frisbee, the flames and lightning of magic were constantly bombarding in all directions, she swept the corner of her eye to one of the clerks on the frisbee noticed herself, and turned her finger to aim at her, she let out a long sigh, the sword song resounded, and the energy rushed out, accompanied by a distant explosion, and the flesh and blood in the air fell to the ground.

Nestia couldn't help but wonder why she was hesitating and struggling before she foresaw Aaron. Serving the Queen Spider, a minute or a hundred years, the ending will not change anything, no matter how hard she tries, at most it is a toy that the Queen Spider likes.

I've probably been on the surface for too long.

Nestia couldn't help but smile slightly, a peerless smile bloomed on her bewitching and gorgeous beautiful face, and the dark spirit sister looked at Aaron's back, and her eyes were rippling.

Aaron, the Lord of Change, continued his carnage, and he pointed to a Tzeentch clerk who immediately stiffened, discolored, and disintegrated from the air like shards of dried stone.

It was also the last Tzeentch clerk.

Looking down again, Drow Ranger is holding Ice Death and Flash, chasing a group of Tzeentch Chaos Warriors and slaughtering them until the last Tzeentch Warrior is killed by a helmet pierced through the back of his head.

"Happy." Trist confirmed that there were no enemies nearby, and Drow Ranger put down his weapon contentedly: "I like these cans, especially the feeling of opening them. ”

"Happy." On the brass throne piled high with skulls, a bloody and furious voice whispered contentmently, "I like this black elf. ”

In just ten minutes, the squadron of Tzeentch demons stationed in the tower and controlled by the dark sun was wiped out.

Aaron began to activate the Chaos Portal: "Two, back off. ”

The portal made a gut-wrenching sound, and the chaotic energy spiraling from the Chaos Temple on the continent overhead was covered by another huge energy source, and the black Dark Sun Emblem deities poured out of the cracks in the portal, as if the world was cracking from here, and scorching light emanated from its core.

"Boom!"

The portal shattered, and oncoming debris slammed into the divine spark shield, splashing ripples.

"Damn Dark Sun!" Aaron cursed, but fortunately he was on his toes and didn't step forward.

Cunning Ciric.

"The portal is broken, what now?" Nestia immediately asked.

"Don't panic, I still have a plan B." Aaron looked at the continent above him and tried to communicate with Tzeentch's good brother.

Tzeentch good brother! Why are you just watching? Have you also betrayed?

His communication was immediately answered, and a Tzeentch Chariot of Fire towed by a nine-headed flying shark descended from the sky.

"Get in the car!"

Updated, ask for a ticket duck~

(End of chapter)