Chaos Crown

PS: It was completely burned out in the third watch yesterday, sorry for being late today, but it’s a big chapter of 5300 words!
The brain circuits of half-orcs are different from those of normal humans.

For the half-orcs, although this race has not been continuously influenced by the orc god Gruumsh like the orcs, they are still aggressive and fierce, and their nature tends to be evil and chaotic. Some half-orcs are mixed with humans Society can understand love, order, and altruism to a certain extent. Some half-orcs are mixed in the orc society, and they know nothing but blood, glory, and killing.

But no matter what half-orcs they are, they all have one thing in common, that is, they desire to be recognized and respected by others.

This is almost bewildering to the half-orcs. As a race with the evil blood of the orcs, if the half-orcs are in human society, they will do everything possible to ask other humans to accept them, and if the half-orcs are in the orc society, they will also do everything possible. He will also try to use all means to make the orcs recognize him as a member of the orc society.

Therefore, although Aaron is regarded by Doherty as "his savior", the half-orc only regards Aaron's behavior of saving his life as Aaron's recognition of his strength, courage, and belief.

So what is the best way to repay Aaron?
Of course it is to show your own strength and defeat him!Let him understand that his decision to save himself was the right one.

When Doherty on the ring saw Aaron raising his hand, his expression was ecstatic.

"Okay, you, come!" Pointing the brass long knife with both hands at Aaron's face, the half-orc sword master was full of fighting spirit.

Under the ring, Aaron looked calm, and even had a slightly weird smile.

He was still thinking about how to give the snow elf brother and sister a little chaotic shock, but he didn't expect that this half-orc would give the snow elf brother Leierta a ruthless move.

Amn's rogues, Baldur's Gate mercenaries, Waterdeep mages, and several Neverwinter paladins.

They watched and listened intently, anticipating the duel.

There are not only prey in the polar ice field, but also hunters. Ivana once saw a legendary mammoth over four meters tall on the ice field. At that time, the only order given by their snow elf leader Druid was: "Run!"

Obviously, the ferocious power of the half-orc just now has left a deep impression on her. As a magic archer, Ivana is very aware of the advantage of the first strike. Arcane Shot.

Looking at the snow elf brother who had passed out after being stepped on his head, Aaron thought to himself that even if Leierta hadn't really passed out, he would pretend to be unconscious.

But Aaron hasn't lost yet.

And once the distance is shortened, Aaron's agility may be able to compete with the orcs, but strength is definitely a huge disadvantage!
How to win?

But even so, the half-orc's body only paused for a moment, the power of the skull and the eight-pillar emblem in his body became hotter and hotter, and when the power of Tzeentch tried to take a step closer, they slammed into the power of Khorne alive, smashing To pieces!
"Is this your attack? A human warrior?" The half-orc cursed vaguely: "Magic? After all, it's just a path. Only iron and blood can stand on the throne of the skull!"

The strength of the half-orc sword master is almost at the beginning of the master level, while Aaron's strength is at the peak of the elite level.

Five-ring magic, Tesla's electric arc!
Lightning rose from above Aaron's head, and the magic sink from the wind of heaven made a surging current, hitting the orc's body one after another!

He is waiting for an opportunity.

Aaron was suppressed on the spot and retreated again and again, his magic protection was cut off layer by layer, his hands were cracked, and he could hardly hold the blade of the sword. down.

In the storm of extreme anger, the blade turned into a vortex of doom, and all magic was torn apart!
Secretary Tzeentch?kill.

Being defeated by a half-orc and stomping on the head, isn't this too shameful for the lonely snow elf?

"I understand." Aaron nodded.

The divine sparks of Slaanesh spewed out from Aaron's whole body, knocking Doherty into the air, and the orc was thrown eight or nine meters away on the spot. In the astonishment, Doherty didn't realize what happened. What, Aaron, the Keeper of Secrets, whose whole body was shrouded in purple aura, has already violently killed him.

"Are you okay?" Aaron asked how the pastor's lady Reerta was doing.

Doherty's strong body shredded all the approaching magic without showing any weakness. He seemed to be telling Aaron with his actions that he was not afraid of any magic at all, and the only chance to defeat him was hand-to-hand combat!
In just a few seconds, the half-orc was already in sight!
Aaron responded with a sword, the Dark Moon Sword and the brass long knife clashed, and the two fell into a desperate melee. Dougherty unreservedly showed his extraordinary combat skills, and every movement of his sword was smooth and smooth Many elf sword masters who have practiced for hundreds of years have to face Aaron's heavy magic protection with their shameless combat skills.

The orc himself lay flat on his back on the floor, blood oozed from his ears and nose, his painfully distorted face was breathing desperately, his whole body was convulsed by the constant crackling electric current, he wanted to speak, his lips were stiff and tongue but could not move.

The third electric current, Dougherty finally realized the horror of lightning, he suddenly increased the intensity, and put in the last strength.

Aaron didn't care too much either, he immediately released magic on himself continuously.

The orc stood up, scrutinizing his next challenge.

He knew that the special way of fighting in the arena was actually not good for the caster. A half-orc sword master like Doherty could easily close the distance and force the opponent into close combat.

He could feel that Aaron's magic protection was weakening, and his magic shield might shatter at any moment. Although he was still struggling, victory was within reach!
The phantom formed by the last mirror image has been chopped into pieces.

Life magic, thorn shield!

"Get ready, start!"

"Why, dear Eleanor, don't you believe me?" Aaron smiled and motioned Eleanor to deal with Reerta's matter first.

Next, all the audience saw an epic duel. The Dark Moon Sword in Aaron's hand and the brass long knife in Doherty's hand drew countless phantoms in the stormy battle. A wonderful waltz was played...or it could be a piercing noise. In the fine clutter of blades intersecting, the two of them clashed with the center of the ring frantically. They had to clash their swords more than ten times in a second!

The Heim guards asked Aaron if he was ready, and after getting an affirmative answer, they signaled Doherty to get ready.

However, this happens to be in Aaron's plan.

Aaron first attacked the Orc Juggernaut!He yelled angrily first, and released a fireball the size of a washbasin at Doherty. The flame emitted scorching air and shot straight at Doherty's forehead.

"Yes, that's it! This is what I want!" Doherty couldn't be more excited. The half-orc felt his whole body's blood boil, and he laughed ecstatically. This powerful enemy he had never seen before was like a wild beast. The same as scratching him face to face.

Wall of flames?cut!

"Whoo~"

Tzeentch's heart exploded!

And Aaron himself does not intend to escape. Ever since he faced the incarnation of Cthulhu, Krasin, Aaron has deeply understood one thing - escaping cannot solve the problem, at most it only delays the time to solve the problem That's all.

The second ring Tzeentch mutation magic, mirror image technique!

"Hurry up, Aaron, you finish my round! My sword is already thirsty!" Disma was already excited, he had actually raised his hand just now, but the orc accepted it before he saw him Aaron's challenge only.

"This half-orc? Cut off the flames!" Abby Gail, a mage from Waterdeep City, shouted in disbelief.

Paradise-based magic, a collection of chords.

After finishing the chores and checking the weapons, Aaron signaled that he was ready.

At first, the orc resisted the electric shock tenaciously.

"I am alive, thank you for your help, the brave man among humans." Doherty the half-orc nodded, he got up, and aimed at Aaron with a long brass knife, showing a rare respect in his expression: "I am very happy There is a chance to confront you."

Aaron immediately pressed his waist with one hand.

Aaron focused his attention on the two-handed long sword of the Orc Juggernaut.

He has to become stronger, he has to face more challenges, he needs to be famous, he needs to experience.

"Brother! Brother!" Evanna turned pale. She shook her brother's body vigorously. Seeing that he didn't respond, she couldn't help but cast her gaze on the ring. Bitterness and blatant hatred: "This vile cinder! I'm going to kill him sooner or later..."

"Battle King, what a combat skill this is!" The audience's exclamation was louder and louder.

"My strength is stronger than yours. This is an unfair duel, but it doesn't matter, because I think you also know that there is no completely fair duel. I will still use my strength in this battle. However, I am willing to Let you prepare the spell first, and let you attack first." Doherty carried the long knife on his shoulder.

He could feel his heart beating wildly, his lungs working like hell trying to get more oxygen.

Lightning suddenly stepped up again, like a heavy fist aimed at Doherty's heart and launched a desperate attack.

Doherty was slightly stronger than Aaron, so the half-orc gave up the initiative and even asked Aaron to prepare spells first.

Metal-based magic, shining robes.

It's now!

"How is it? Aaron, are you confident?" Cousin Maximian focused all his attention on the half-orc on the stage. He frowned and reminded: "Pay attention, all the time, Half-orcs are very afraid of magic, but have you seen it? Relta’s arcane shot was obviously a magic attack, and it should be the kind that can penetrate armor.”

The flying fragments of the long knife scattered in Doherty's thinking world.

Even, in the corner of the audience, there was an unparalleled glamorous woman wearing a silk purple robe with a purple complexion showing a strange smile on her face. To her, the hundreds of thousands of audiences around her did not exist. The only one who could attract her attention was Aaron Salian!
"I'm surprised you're here." Aaron walked slowly onto the ring. He activated the powers of Tzeentch and Slaanesh in his body, spreading his Chaos Tides. He felt it, Doherty the half-orc With the Khorne emblem on his body, behind his eyes is a small but diamond-like mental hard core. Aaron knew that he must now learn the fighting skills of the Khorne champion. He knew in his heart that one day he would have to face it head-on. The great daemons of Khorne and pry their skulls open.

In the second attack, the orc's movements were obviously slowed down.

Keeper of Secrets, transform!

Metallic Golden Retriever?kill.

Mirror image?It's nothing more than cutting a few more knives!

The two paladins of Tyr have already started to release divine spells, and the surrounding crowd is gathering more and more, adventurers from the Sword Coast, locals from Cormyr, professionals from both sides of Dragon Lake, and the Asmer people I saw before , a group of elementals from Mulhorand.

"My God!"

Brother Snow Elf was completely unconscious at this time.

"It's okay... just a little hard injury on the body, with a lot of bruises, and it will be fine after a few days of rest. The biggest problem is..." Eleanor sighed: "I'm worried that he might..."

The half-orc sword master immediately resisted with a horizontal knife, the flame hit the blade, and the copper ring on it kept shaking. Then Doherty let out a loud cry, and the long knife swirled around, cutting the fireball into two pieces in the air!
There were exclamations from the audience.

"But he can actually carry it with a weapon, Aaron, you must be careful!" As a monk of the Juggernaut Sect, Maximian has already seen that half-orcs are not afraid of magical attacks.

In Keeper state, Aaron constantly sucks Doherty's emotions, he gazes into Doherty's heart: a huge burning head, roaring hatred, glory, blood, endless desire for a powerful skull .

Are you going to hire a psychiatrist for Leierta?
"Half-orc, I can fight you, but you need to wait for a while, and let him go." Aaron said loudly.

Tzeentch Primordial Fire!

Before he finished speaking, the half-orc suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at where Leierta was, and the snow elf sister immediately fell silent.

Then, turn it into your own power!

Moreover, the champions of Khorne will all be blessed by Khorne. They all have a considerable degree of magic resistance and long-range resistance. If Aaron guessed correctly, the half-orc sword master also has a mandatory melee skill similar to taunting .

"Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull Sacrifice Skull Block!"

As the chosen by the four gods of chaos, the son of chaos, Aaron has been proved to have strong enough willpower. He is a warlock of the gods of chaos. It is the strength of the elite level that is approaching the peak. This strength has begun to get rid of the category of ordinary professionals, but it is far from being considered a strong person in the country.

"Aaron, you..." Miss Pastor looked at Aaron worriedly.

All eyes were on the ring. Viscount Aaron Salian had become famous in the country during this time, appearing in the deeds of bards many times, and Doherty the half-orc also relied on the battles in the camp for his He made a name for himself.

The half-orc's body twitched suddenly, and two mind blasts from the clerk hit Doherty's mind, and he felt bursts of piercing pain.

The arena ring is under strict surveillance. Several Heim guards and paladins from the Church of Tyr are watching the stage, ready to interrupt the battle to avoid casualties. Half-orc Doherty sits in the corner of the ring, The scars on his body are gradually recovering with his breathing, and the breath from Khorne Iron Fire Castle flows in his nostrils. The eight-pillar emblem and skull pattern are engraved on his back in the form of holy seals and devout prayers. On the blood sword battle flag.

Ascending Ring Casting: Slaanesh-True Silver Slash!
Aaron seized the opportunity. With the last of his strength, he gripped the Dark Moon Sword tightly with both hands, and a Slaanesh True Silver Slash split the blessing of Khorne on the brass long knife in an instant, smashing the weapon to pieces. !

Then, let's fight!

Chaos Missile!hack it!

Strong against the mental attack, Doherty turned into a swirling killing vortex, and plunged into the magic protection net made by Aaron.

He didn't know how this half-orc came back from the dead, but it didn't matter, he felt the blessing of the blood god's divine power on him.

The sharp pain passing through his heart like lightning showed that Aaron's body had been pushed to the limit.

Likewise, Aaron realized that the winner was about to be revealed.

"We'll talk about the rest later." Aaron said calmly, "Send him down first, I'll leave it to you, Eleanor."

At this moment, Doherty was finally crushed by the lightning arc, and on the eve of the orc's imminent victory, the combined lightning from Tzeentch and Slaanesh finally paralyzed him and made him unable to move.

Wall of Thorns?Chop, chop, chop!

Eleanor cast a healing spell on Leierta.

The Sons of Chaos withstood the Bladestorm with difficulty, stumbling against the orc attacks as if in a storm.

After several spells in a row, Aaron turned his attention to the powerful enemy in front of him.

This storm spiraled up and became stronger and stronger, and the hand-to-hand combat between the two sides continued. Aaron only felt that his shoulders were extremely sore: even the status of the Keeper of Secrets could not compete with the strength of the opponent. He knew that if this continued, he would soon will lose.

Sure enough, the half-orc seemed to realize that the opportunity to end the battle had arrived. Doherty shouted angrily, raised his hands high, and the light of Khorne shrouded the blade of the long knife.

"It's over!" Doherty yelled excitedly, his gums were already bleeding from excitement, and he smiled wildly.

"Okay, I'll wait for you!" The half-orc finally let go, and the snow elf sister Ivana Miyuki and the kind priestess rushed up, and passed out, her face was bruised and purple, and her cheeks were covered with scratches and blood. The magic archer Leierta was taken down.

However, Aaron's fireball is no ordinary fireball!As the flame was cut into two pieces, two clerks of Tzeentch appeared in the two split flames. They held books in their hands and pens dipped in the blood of Tzeentch, and they moved towards The orcs unleashed their magic.

"For Khorne!"

Snow elves are extremely arrogant, but snow elves live in extremely harsh environments all year round, they know what can be dealt with and what cannot be dealt with.

Eleanor didn't say anything more. Miss Pastor had a little unreasonable confidence in Aaron. She asked Samir to call two people to help, and she and Ivana carried Reerta down.

The power of Khorne in his body became more and more shaken, as if it was urging him to take the stage to fight.

Bladestorm!

"The duel is over, Aaron-Salian, win!" the Heim guard immediately announced loudly, for fear that the orc would refuse to admit defeat.

"In Cormier's name, I win!" Aaron raised his fist out of breath, declaring his victory.

The audience held their breath for a long time. In the silent scene, a needle could be heard.

After more than ten seconds passed, cheers and applause resounded like a torrential rain, spreading throughout the Arabel Restoration Army camp!

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