The Polestar tent is different in the eyes of every god.

In Aaron's view, the Polestar tent is the appearance of a round table hall, in the warm fireplace flames, surrounded by a ring of statues watching the eleven high gods, dozens of swords stuck in the table, usually, the gods of chaos will deliberate in the contract court, and at this moment, eleven powerful gods are ready to vote.

Decide whether Aaron should hold the Killing Priesthood, in the name of Ao.

There are many priesthoods in the kingdom, and some of them are marginal priesthoods who don't care if they have a bearer, but the Killing priesthood and the Dead priesthood cannot be without a master for a long time.

As is happening in the kingdom now, without the King of Hades, the dead will have no place to go, no judgment, no rest.

And without [Kill], mortals cannot be liberated by death, which is sometimes a good thing, sometimes a bad thing, but if you want to maintain the long-term peace and dynamic balance of the kingdom, you must have a [King of Killing].

Tyr is an Inquisitor appointed by Ao, and as the head of the Three Gods of Justice, Tyr is also the most conscientious and urgent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have summoned you here to make a decision." Tyr pointed at Aaron in the audience with his crippled wrist, "According to the agreement between us, we have reserved the killing crown for Aaron Salion, and now, we need you to make a decision in the name of justice."

"Before the decision begins, Aaron Salian, we allow you to speak and set out your reasoning, and please remember that your words will largely determine whether each member agrees with it or not."

Tyr slammed the gavel on the table, "Now, you can speak."

Aaron walked to the center of the Hall of Round Table, where he saw a pile of parchment and weapons.

Most of the gods simply stayed in place, forming a circle, although some gods created chairs or couches for sitting and sleeping, while Talos the Destroyer and Sunnie the Firehead wandered restlessly, Talos tearing at the edges of the parchment, and Sunnie paused in front of each metal surface to admire her beauty.

No god only stopped them, for it was in their nature to be restless, and to ask them to be still was as absurd as asking Shar to stand and dance in the midday sun.

"I've already said everything I need to say." Aaron coughed twice and cleared his throat, "The reason I'm doing this is simple, I've had enough of Ciric, and I've taken someone to satisfy your desires and kick Cirek off His throne."

"As for you, while each of you hates Ciric, none of you are willing to stand up to help me, and the only one who is willing to help me is Elistra, so I will not thank you."

"In the end, according to the agreement, I will help you solve the threat of Ciric, and you will give me the crown of killing, it's as simple as that."

"Even now, many of you are still being deceived by Ciric's madness, and I have proven that I am capable of fighting him, and if you are not willing to hand over [killing] to me, then who are you going to hand it over?"

Aaron's words were finished.

"You're talking too fast, Aaron." "There is no point in talking about any means of punishment before the verdict against Ciric is imposed. We can't make any decision until we agree on his accusations, and as for why we didn't give you the Killing Crown directly, it's because we still have doubts about you, your Chaos Army is too terrifying, and we can't be sure if your presence will upset the balance of the dynamics."

"What do you mean, Eyeless!" Talos, Lord of the Storm, knocked over a table, scattering the map in Tampath's eye and the Torah book in Tyr's eye. "We've had enough of that Ciric! We know all about his crimes. I've got your back, Aaron Salian! My lightning and earthquakes will shatter his ugly home, and my storms will scatter his men across the universe!"

1:0。

Voting has already begun.

Tyr pointed at Talos with the stump, "Your hatred is not allowed here, Stormstar. Our duty is to defend the balance, not to destroy it."

Sha'er, the Nightbringer sitting on a chair, leaned forward slightly

Out of a dark shadow. "Blind, I believe that granting Aaron [Kill] at this moment is the best choice for balance." Her voice was as small as a whisper, like a long-buried evil thought that did not manifest until the moment of weakness. "It's not Talos who threatens the balance, it's the dereliction of duty of the mad god. Ciric had fallen victim to the lies in his book, and now all he saw was himself."

2:0。

Tyr leaned back.

The issue of the gods began, and he was satisfied that the meeting would continue.

Aaron, however, frowned slightly, and he glared at Shar.

The goddess of the night prematurely offered her approval, which caused many gods to oppose it just for the sake of opposing it, not knowing whether Shar did it unintentionally or deliberately.

This goddess is under-trained!

Sure enough, seeing that Shar agreed, the fire-haired lady Shannie immediately stood up against it, and she smiled brightly at Aaron: "I think we should take action, but Aaron's methods are too radical, he and these Chaos Beasts are not beautiful at all, and this war, so, I approve of Aaron's godhood, but I don't approve of him becoming the king of killing."

If you don't give me the golden apple, my mother will always remember it!

Shannie's bright smile was full of some inexplicable emotion.

Vengeful. JpG

The old lady is a goddess of goodness, isn't it allowed for me to hold grudges?

2:1。

As soon as Shannie spoke, the War King Tampas immediately spoke: "I also agree with Shine's proposal, the best title for Aaron is [Strife] [Phantom], if you add [Kill], it will inevitably upset this balance."

2:2。

Aaron frowned deeply.

These powerful powers!

"What do you think, God of Death? Your destiny is inextricably linked to the King of Slaughter." Seeing that the other gods of the Pantheon were still thinking, Tyr took the initiative to say to Cranvo, "Think clearly, Cranvo. Remember who you are now, not past grievances."

"Ciric must die." Kranvo said coldly, "I support Aaron."

3:2。

Midnight and Cranvo were still holding hands, and the Goddess of Magic was about to show her attitude when she heard Tyr say, "Mistra, unfortunately, you don't have the right to vote."

"What?" Midnight was furious: "Why?"

"Because you didn't let Ciric use the net." A golden light shone out of Tyr's hollow eyes: "At the moment of Kranvo's resurrection, you once again closed the magic net to Ciric, so that the Lord of Lies could not cast any spells, this is not what the Pantheon allows, and our punishment of Ciric is over, so you have no right to vote."

"Mother Earth, it's your turn."

"You're right," said Fontiah, Mother Earth's voice, soft but firm. "But I can't support Aaron's actions. Do we have to destroy Ciric? Wouldn't it be better to try to help him and guide him out of this labyrinth in which he was lost? Does it have to be by means of war?"

3:3。

"I'm afraid I can't agree with your idea, our common mother." Sivannas, the father of the oak tree, glanced at Aaron, "I'm afraid that Ciric must be destroyed, Aaron can be trusted to master killing, he has always been concerned about protecting the environment, protecting people and nature."

4:3。

"Is Aaron protecting nature, or is he protecting the interests of Cormier's land?" Loshanda asked. The Lord of Dawn stood beside Mother Earth as usual, eagerly supporting her every word. "We all understand the danger of Aaron, the four evil gods with powerful divine power are eyeing beyond the crystal wall system, whether it is Aaron's army or Aaron's strength, it is not worth reassuring us."

4:4。

The rebellion of the two powerful divine powers of Losanda and Zentia caught Aaron by surprise, and sure enough, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.

Here's the point of wooing Sister Shar and Talos the madman!

"Bookbinder, what do you think?" Tyr asked the last one who didn't say anything

See the powerful divine power, Ogmar, the god of knowledge.

"Isn't it interesting to have a man with the power of the four evil gods to be the king of the slaughter?" Ogma lifted her chin haughtily, the god of knowledge full of amusement: "I'd love to hear you tell you about your groove literature in person, Aaron, I support you!"

5:4。

Now that's all that's left for Tyr.

All eyes are on the notary.

"Notar, it's your turn." Shar spoke, and the Night Lady glanced at Aaron, a hint of playfulness flashing in her purple eyes.

"The kingdom does not care about the deeds, and there is no perfect person in the world." Tyr pondered for a long time, and finally said, "No matter what, Aaron has proven that he is a friend of justice by suppressing the Scattered Tallinns, fighting the Chaos Dogs, helping us punish Ciric, and attacking Hades to give birth to a new Grim Reaper."

"We ought to keep our agreement, High Gods, and Aaron deserves to give him the information he deserves."

As soon as Tyr said this, the Council of the High Gods made a formal decision.

"Tsk!" Shar clenched his fists under the table in annoyance.

Miscalculated!

"Now, on behalf of the Council of the High Gods, I officially announce in the name of Ao that [Kill] will be awarded to Aaron Salion!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a violent earthquake shook the Polestar camp.

The hall of the round table in front of Aaron's eyes was stretched flat and began to spread out like satin, the ceiling cracked and shattered, and the stone pillars and walls melted away.

His soul was immediately dragged into an even wider polar orbit.

The light of the pole star flickered before Aaron's eyes.

[I'm not sure if it was right or wrong to save you in front of those four guys. 】

The voice of God Ao sounded from Aaron's chest: [Your appearance is very likely to upset the balance of the kingdom]

[Tell me, Aaron Salian, can you maintain the dynamic balance of the kingdom under the oppression of those four guys?] 】

"Of course." Aaron calmly said, "I'm ready."

[Very good, you also see, these gods in the pantheon are too lax now, I feel that you do have a way to deal with your comrades who are inferior to you, and you should let them understand that there is also a responsibility to follow the gods]

[I'm sure you'll forgive me for interfering]

[Treasure everything you have won, Aaron Salian, for you, 13.8 billion years of starlight]

Ao paused, as if in an aggravated tone, and the god of God officially announced the verdict.

[The Lord of Reincarnation - Aaron Salian, the priesthood is strife, killing, phantom, ***]

Aaron: "??????"

Something strange seems to have gotten into?

"Wait! Ao Your Majesty!"

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