The year 1363 of the valley calendar was spent in stability.

Cormier had entered a period of relative peace, and after the rapid growth of the Sunset Territory, it was now the season of digestion, and 15 new villages were established in the Hurek Forest, and under Aaron's leadership, the villagers were all given land, and they worked hard, fenced off the land with rudimentary fence walls, and longed for a new good life.

After the opening of the Chaos Expedition, the Hall of the Round Table was overcrowded every day, and adventurers from all over the world lined up at the entrance of the huge Hall of the Round Table building every day, waiting for the opportunity of the Chaos Expedition.

The entrance to the Hall of Round Table is always lively.

"I, Elite Grade High Sensitivity Warrior! The best at dealing with the demon tide, one can fight ten, ask for a group! ”

"Three are missing one, there is no shortage of healing auxiliary meat shields, ask for a main output, and the holy warrior who is proficient in the Holy Slash is preferred!"

"Prophecy mages need at least one priest or druid to form a team, and ranger paladins are also fine, no warriors, repeat, no warriors!"

"The first profession of the multiverse, the Four Elephant Sect Warrior Monks, please form a team, let me rise to the elite level, and I will be able to set the fireball technique!"

"Chaos Raw Coke! Three gold coins in a bottle! ”

There are a large number of adventurers at the entrance of the Round Table Hall, because the number of teams that can be carried out at the same time is limited, and adventurers often have to wait, so they gather in the surrounding area, and some adventurers who come alone or in groups will look for regular teammates instead of waiting until they enter a temporary team.

The influx of adventurers quickly brought economic prosperity, and if they wanted to stay here, they would definitely have to stay and spend, and many inns and taverns soon appeared around the Hall of the Round Table, and then various industries, such as martial arts training, such as adventurers' guilds, such as magic shops and spellcasters' associations, and then even "red light districts" and "casinos" to provide for the needs of adventurers.

Large-scale construction projects are one after another, foreign adventurers drive economic development, newly cultivated land in the forests gives cultivators their land, the soldiers of the Shepherd's Legion receive enough salaries, and after being promoted to the rank of Chaos Warriors, they also taste the joy of war, and it is rare that a ruler can win the love of all his people from top to bottom.

Aaron did it.

There were also several dragonborns standing in the crowd, supposedly from other multiverses who had come to join the Great Dragon Egir.

Dragonborns resemble dragons that move upright in humanoid form, except that they do not have wings or tails.

The first dragonborn had scales that matched those of their close cousins, the Dragonborns, but as generations of hybrid dragons multiplied, the Dragonborns eventually formed a roughly uniform appearance.

Their fine scales are usually bronze or brass, while others are scarlet, rust, gold, or patina. Tall and muscular, the Dragonborns are usually over 1.9 meters tall and can weigh 300 pounds or more, with claw-like hands with three fingers on each side plus a thumb.

Some Dragonborn clans will show the bloodline of a particular dragon species in particular. These Dragonborns often pride themselves on the scales that are closer to their dragon ancestors—true dragon scales: bright red, green, blue, or white, bright black, and metallic gold, silver, brass, copper, and bronze.

Aaron thought to himself that in the multiverse, there is no doubt that the color dragon and the metal dragon occupy the absolute majority, but it cannot be generalized, in addition to the color dragon and the metal dragon, the outer plane alone has the amethyst dragon, the war dragon, the shadow dragon, the jade dragon, the chaos dragon, the deep dragon, the sea god dragon, the tooth dragon, the aether dragon, the fire debris dragon, the radiant dragon, the rust dragon, the Styx dragon, the eternal punishment dragon, and then to a series of dragon beast guards created by the platinum dragon god Bahamut and the half-dragon created by Tiamat, the queen of the five-colored dragon, there are countless types of dragons in the multiverse.

The three strongest legendary dragons are the Time Dragon, the Power Dragon, and the Iridescent Dragon, which symbolize the ultimate of the three powers, but the Time Dragon has always been very rare, and the most powerful Legendary Dragon can summon the power of time even when it is just born, so that the future adult self or even the old self can appear and fight.

According to the Great Dragon Dragon Egil, the Time Dragons are more secluded than the Power Dragons, a group of legendary dragons who have little contact with mortals, away from each other and other living creatures, preferring to spend time communicating with gods and other powerful immortals.

The Time Dragons only meet once every 1,000 years for the purpose of reproduction, and when the female dragons in them have offspring, they disband and never see each other again.

The head of the Dragonborn is called Ben Affleck, a Dragonborn family who came specifically to defect to the Great Dragonborn, they belong to the Energ's Energetic Dragon Family, it is said that it was introduced by Egir's father Fernyurt, the arrogant Dragonborn immediately settled in Thundering Peak, they soon had a place in Aaron's territory under the leadership of Egir, the people of Sunset Territory are cautious of Dragonborn, but because of the desensitization therapy of the Great Dragonborn, few people will see the Dragonborn and run away.

Affleck and the others were hooked on the Chaos Expedition as soon as they came to the Sunset Territory, unfortunately, this group of dragonborns participating in the Chaos Expedition has an advantage over other races, their particularly strong physique makes them have to start from scratch even after entering the Chaos Demon Domain, and the natural bonuses in the strength attribute and physique attribute also make it easier for the Dragonborn to adapt than other races, and at the same time, the Dragonborn also retain the natural attack method of dragon's breath, when a human enters the Chaos Demon Domain and relies on the tabula rasa weapon in his hand to deal with the Chaos Demon, The Dragonborns came up with a mouthful of dragon's breath and melted a large piece.

Fairness is always relative.

Aaron looked at the Dragonborns who had become the darlings of many adventurers as soon as they appeared, and all of them wanted to team up with them, thinking that fairness can always be relative, and he did his best to create a fair environment for each creature, but there is no doubt that some races are born with an advantage over others.

Aaron was never intimidated, and he felt that he had done enough of it.

Focusing on absolute fairness can also go to extremes.

Standing in the depths of the Hall of the Round Table, Aaron held his hands on the railing, overlooking the pool of souls below.

The souls who are forever lost in the Chaos Demon Domain have been deprived of consciousness and stayed here, becoming the raw materials of the Space Marines under Aaron's command, the lost souls are still sharing accounts with the four gods of Chaos, Aaron intercepted seventy percent of the soul energy and stayed here, ready to use these souls to create his own Space Marine.

After the Emperor passed on his knowledge of making space marines to Aaron, Aaron understood why it was impossible for the Emperor to make the Gene Prototype again, in addition to the deal made between the Emperor and the Four Gods of Chaos, and more importantly, the raw materials for the creation of the Gene Prototype could never be collected again.

Because the most important raw material for the production of the genetic prototype is the fallen god born on the Holy Terra in the long history of mankind!

First of all, the emperor could not wait another 30,000 years, and secondly, after Slaanesh awakened in subspace, the possibility of other gods appearing was greatly reduced.

In the pool of souls, embryos wriggled, and one embryo after another made of silver threads of energy soaked in the pool, Aaron immersed his soul in the pool, and he walked among the embryos one by one, examining each sleeping child.

These children were orcs, dwarves, and half-elves, but most of them were humans, and they were all babies abandoned by their parents, abandoned to fend for themselves before the temple of the Silver Virgin, lucky enough to be noticed by the temple, and unlucky enough to be dying when the priests found out.

Many children also have very serious diseases, physical deformities, or simply dementia, intellectual disability, defects in body parts, or more serious defects.

Aaron took the babies and toddlers abandoned by fate, borrowed the divine power of Suren Ma Ma to send them here, used the healing powers of Bouiller to cure their illnesses and defects, and used the power of the four gods of chaos to immerse these poor children in the pool of souls.

Aaron has infused every child here with his own chaotic powers.

These children will be Aaron's first truly his own "heirs".

If there is a desire, there will be a response.

The part of them with the strongest desire to survive will successfully survive the mutation brought about by the Chaos Power, and move towards a glorious evolutionary path, and finally become Aaron's exclusive Space Marine, neither the tools of the Emperor who have been emasculated to most of their normal human nature, nor the crazy psychopaths under the command of the Four Gods of Chaos.

In other words, these heirs are what "Space Marine" is supposed to be.

Looking at the peaceful expressions of the children soaked in the soul pool who were nourished by soul energy and fell into a deep sleep, Aaron's expression was a little strange.

If he is their father, then who is their mother? The Four Gods of Chaos? Suren Mama? Fairy princess Bouille? Or is it Eleanor, who usually takes care of them the most?

It seems to be both, and it doesn't seem to be either.

Aaron still feels strange about the role of "father" he plays, and he can't help but look at these dozens of "Space Marine embryos", wondering if they are really his own children?

No, not at all, these children are not their own children at all, they are just tools to be transformed by their own power and chaotic powers, he has given them salvation and a second life, and in return, they have to serve themselves, fight for themselves, their power is given by themselves, and their fate will be tied to themselves.

They are just tools in their own hands, and I may treat them well, but the attributes of the tools will not change.

However, Aaron will still refer to them as his own children, and cloak the relationship with a layer of warmth, because in any case, the relationship of family is more acceptable to them than the relationship of master and instrument, and it is easier for them to feel gratitude, adoration, and affection for themselves.

A simple emotional relationship cannot last long, and a simple interest relationship can break down at any time, only a relationship mixed with feelings and interests is relatively solid, and the cost of betrayal is much greater.

In an instant, Aaron suddenly understood why the Emperor called the Primordials his "children", and why the Imperial Regent Killiman still referred to them as "sons" in front of them, even though he had great doubts about the Primordial Space Marines.

"Grow up, my children."

Aaron reached over a sleeping blonde toddler who he remembered was named Bruce, who had been abandoned at the door of the temple of Suren last year with a huge tumor on his forehead that had blinded one eye and was born without an anus.

These physical deficiencies of Bruce have been treated in the healing pool of Bouillere, and the newborn baby is healthy and intact.

Six years later, these children will become Aaron's Space Marines, fighting for him.

After dealing with these things, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted outside, and a team of adventurers from the Chaos Expedition had successfully returned!

The energy in the soul pool was a little thicker.

Aaron took out the crystallization of Loga's godhead and once again focused his energy on analyzing Loga's godhead.

He needs at least a year to complete the crystallization of Luojia's godhead, and then, like the emperor, to find the remains of those fallen gods, to find the divinity and godhead of those fallen gods, and turn them into his own.

He already has a very clear set of goals.

Baldur's Gate, Chanem, Shafrock, Ammon.

The sons of the gods of Baal~

Be my son!

Aaron had made up his mind, and when he had completely absorbed Loga's Godhead Crystal, he was ready to make a trip to Baldur's Gate.

Through Buyel, Isa hints to Aaron that the great love of unlocking Nurgle's power will need to go to the West to make it happen.

is only squatting at home, but I can't understand the fat grandfather's great love!

…………

A few months had passed since Aaron's retreat at Sunset Collar, and after fully dissecting the Lorgar Godhead Crystal, Aaron had learned a whole new kind of chaos magic.

The Eight Rings of Slaanesh Magic - Phantom of a Thousand Illusions.

The time also came to the year 1364 in the valley calendar.

At this moment, in the empty prison, a primordial demon prince with a knife in his hand finally breathed a long sigh of relief, he put down the last peeled potato, and behind him, tens of millions of potatoes were piled up into a giant mountain, and were transformed into a giant dog's head logo by a certain evil god.

Finally!

The primordial demon prince Birac dropped his knife, and on the top of the giant peak of potatoes, thunder rolled, dark clouds thickened, colorful chaotic bonds rolled endlessly, and the black rain irrigated the prison in the void, drenching the loser into a soup chicken.

Birac looked expectantly at the sky, at the end of the cosmic starry sky.

However, nothing happened.

"You said that!" The Primordial Demon Prince waited for a while, it seemed like a few seconds, and it seemed that countless vicissitudes of life had passed, and seeing that the sky had never reflected, it opened its fangs and roared angrily and helplessly, "You promised !! ”

"Gods of Chaos! Haven't I done your job? I've peeled all the potatoes! Now, give me back my strength!! ”

Birac roared in despair, but the dark clouds didn't react.

Mocking laughter was heard in the torrential rain and strong winds.

"Answer me!" Birac continued to roar, and the Primordial Demon Prince hoarsely said, "What did you promise!! ”

"Whew!"

As soon as the words fell, the black sky cracked, and a rainbow light fell from the sky, destroying all of Birak's hard-earned achievements and his body like a doomsday judgment, and exploded to pieces!

The dog-headed giant peak made of potatoes collapsed with a bang, and the primordial demon prince fell helplessly in the potato valley, his body almost split into two pieces, and the black blood stained the potato pile beneath him.

"Yes, we promised." Sadistic voices rang out, full of contempt.

"It's really done, amazing, our original Chosen One." Tzeentch clapped his hands, jumped up and down, and laughed maniacally: "Can you prove yourself again?" Just once! ”

"You've made it, my child." Nurgle scooped a spoonful of soup from his cauldron and poured it on Birac's remnant: "Daddy is happy. ”

"Well, we'll give you another chance." Slaanesh hooked his fingers, and the Prince of Pleasure, with a languid and charming expression, took out a string of ten-meter-long keys from his navel and opened the door of the Void Prison: "Now, you can leave." ”

"Remember, this is your last chance, the primordial demon prince Birak!"

The prison opened, Nurgle's thick soup reshaped Birac's body, the primordial demon prince regained his strength, in the dark sky thunder, the storm, Birac frantically used his hands and feet, he could not control his newborn body for the time being, the whole person rolled down the potato mountain, crawling forward, the juice splashed in the puddle of the heavy rain on his face covered his face, but the primordial demon prince spread his arms with joy and looked up at the sky.

A door was opened in the dark clouds, and it was the way back to the kingdom.

It's not over yet, it's not over yet, I still have a chance to take back everything that belongs to me from Aaron Salian's hands!

The jet-black rain swept across Birak's gray body of the newborn demon prince, and feeling the breath of the outside world, Birac closed his eyes in fascination, opened his big mouth, and let out a thunderous declaration.

"Free!"

Crown of Chaos, Volume IV, Crown, End.

Updated, ask for a ticket duck~

Don't worry, the alliance leader's big request is more complicated, and I've already written half of it

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