Chaos Crown

Chapter 205, Eccentric Xiling

The Salian exchange technique derived from Chaos Prayer is a brand new magic designed by Aaron by combining the powers of the three gods of chaos. This magic is different from the wish technique in the spell. , more like magic like initiating a transaction.

The exchange of magic is based on the three sacrifices of the three gods of chaos, namely the blood sacrifice of Khorne, the blood god's skull offering skull seat, Tzeentch's transformation of the world, everything is easier, and Slaanesh's extremely stimulating and fresh experience.

All three acts please the Chaos Gods.

A spellcaster who casts a chaos wish can choose any one of the following wishes:
[Perform a powerful attack on a single enemy (all four gods can have different effects, and Nurgle is forbidden).

Unleash a group of area-killing skills (all four gods can have different effects, and Nurgle is disabled).

Summon a Chaos Demon for your own use (all the four gods and demons can be used, but Nurgle is forbidden).

Get a huge bonus on a single attribute, and have an advantage in any competition related to this attribute (Khorne exclusive).

Raises a dead person (Khorne only).

Within a certain period of time, learn a specified magic (Tzeentch exclusive).

Within a certain period of time, learn three random spells (Tzeentch exclusive).

Gain a specified body mutation (Nurgle exclusive, currently disabled).

Restore all status at once, remove all negative effects, heal all wounds including severed limbs, and obtain a bless of continuous recovery for at least one day (Nurgle exclusive, currently disabled).

Permanently change the shape of one of the five sense organs of the body (must be imaginable by the user), and obtain a substantial enhancement of all social abilities in a short period of time (Slaanesh exclusive).

Within a certain period of time, according to the lost life of the user, a large amount of additional agility and constitution bonuses (exclusive to Slaanesh) will be obtained. 】

This is the effect of the "five-ring Salian exchange technique", which can be said to be very, very powerful.

In addition to the fifth ring, the Salian exchange technique also has seven rings and nine rings. A higher number of rings also means a greater desire and a more powerful divine grace.

But of course, the Salian exchange also has side effects.

First of all, once the transaction is started, it cannot be reversed. Even if the user does not want it, he has to pay the price.

Then the final interpretation of the Salian exchange technique is in the hands of the four gods of chaos.

Finally, the grace of chaos is not so easy to obtain. There is an upper limit to the Salian exchange that any mortal can bear. Some people can't bear it even once and will swell into chaos eggs on the spot, while others can bear it many times. God's favor.

But if this exchange technique is abused, it is only a matter of time before the demon prince becomes a demon prince (very small probability) or becomes a chaotic egg (very high probability).

Aaron may be one of the very few in the kingdom who can negotiate conditions with the four gods of chaos.

After all, he is the general agent of chaos in the kingdom, and the control of the four gods of chaos has been cut off, and they can no longer influence him at present, so for the time being, cooperation is greater than confrontation.

Aaron thus obtained the crucial "bargaining power".

He negotiated a "price" with Tzeentch's good brother. He hired this "creepy spirit" from Tzeentch's good brother. Next, a huge change will be made to please Tzeentch. At the same time, the part of Bane God Son other than the divinity of "dispute" will also be dedicated to Tzeentch.

This is the price. For Chaos, if there is a request, there must be a response, but the price is always so high.

Aaron paid such a huge price, and he just borrowed the right to use the "Changing Spirit" for a period of time. After using it up, he will return it to his good brother Tzeentch.

"The master asked me to work for you." The vicious spirit possessed himself in front of Aaron, and its robes covered with chaotic runes were full of brilliance, and waves of chaotic magic power rushed through like tides, and the tide rose During the ebb and flow, the body under Tzeentch's demon robes is also constantly mutating. It is in the form of a human being and a beast for a while, fluctuating up and down.

"Come with me." Aaron's face was not very good-looking. He paid too much and hoped it was worth it.

"Yes, Lord." The Tzeentch demon wrapped under his robe bowed his head respectfully. Its Chaos Contract was pinched in Aaron's hands, and it could only obey.

Aaron nodded, he thought for a while, then turned his attention to the nut box on the table.

Three minutes later, Aaron came out of the room with a nut in his hand. Eleanor had already changed into her pajamas. Miss Priest was a little strange: "Aaron, do you still have something to go out?"

"Well, I have something to do, I have to come back later, you go to bed early." Aaron hugged Eleanor, kissed her on the lips, and rubbed her face with the back of his hand.

"I'll wait for you to come back."

Miss Pastor has a kind of quiet beauty, so he can't help but want to bully her, tease her, make her shy, make her happy, and observe her little emotions.

But once Eleanor really fell for it and felt dissatisfied, Aaron was the fastest to surrender.

Because this is his Eleanor, the Eleanor that belongs to him alone!
I don't want her to participate in what I'm going to do next.

The darkness outside belongs to Aaron, and the pure whiteness belongs to Eleanor. She is a flower bathed in the sun, and Aaron is the root buried deep in the ground.

Change, start now!

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Night, Docklands, Storburgh Docks, Black Hooks.

Compared with a few months ago, the dock area in Suzar is gradually deserted. The merger of the Blackfire Gang and the Fishhook Gang is not very peaceful. Even with the support of the Zhentarim, the merger of the two gangs has paid more than a dozen dollars. The price of human life.

But who cares?Even if it is the capital of the kingdom, the dock area is also a famous place for dirty and messy business. Not to mention noble ladies, even commoners know that there is nothing to do in the dock area. It is very normal for people to die here from time to time. Focus on the aristocratic districts such as the Three Crowns neighborhood, followed by the civilian districts. As for the dock area, who cares?

As long as the dock area can pay taxes on time, the bureaucrats in charge of the dock won’t pay much attention to it. Occasionally, if something happens, the dock tax officer’s reaction will be: “Damn it, a fight.”

When someone fights and beats their head, it's a brawl.

Someone died in the streets and alleys because of a fight.

Someone who was stabbed eight times in the back at home and died is also a case of brawl.

"Docklands has its own operating rules for the docklands."

——The original words of the Suzar
The dock area is very quiet tonight. Except for a few lights, there are hardly any people moving around. There are not many pedestrians on the street. Since the end of the Battle of Arabel, a large amount of freight and trade have suddenly stopped, and arms orders have been greatly reduced. People come and go on the pier for a month, and there are endless jobs to find on the pier, but now you have to pick and choose when working on the pier.

Many dock workers who rely on selling coolies for a living are now living very poorly, and some people have already begun to curse why the war didn't last longer, so that everyone lost their lives.

So in many cases, wars do not only have negative effects. In many cases, wars even lead to prosperity. When the aristocracy spread gold and silver for a certain goal, merchants saw business opportunities, factories got orders, and blacksmiths got jobs. Even the dock workers will be short of people to carry their bags, and the civilians will see the hope of rising class, which will promote the cohesion of national identity.

Of course, war is deadly, and war will bring pain and suffering, but the dock workers and gangs don't care about this. Maybe many Arabel people desire peace, and maybe peace is good for the kingdom, but their interests are actually affected. Given the damage, it's no wonder they voted with their feet.

Spring plowing has begun. In April, when there is no harvest, everyone is struggling. Even the price of the wandering warbler standing on the street corner has dropped. In the wharf hut near the entrance of the Black Hook Gang headquarters, two gang members are chatting.

One gang member was older, about 40 years old, with a fat body, and the other gang member was younger, less than [-] years old, with a thin body. They sat together, with a dim kerosene lamp hanging on the wall.

The fat guy is the gatekeeper, and the skinny guy is the patroller. The two chatted while eating supper.

The fat doorman complained: "There is no war in the north, and our freight volume has decreased by [-]%. I really don't understand the boss. Obviously we already have a lot of people. Why should we merge with those people from Fishhook?"

"Yeah, the volume of goods has not increased. It was okay before. Six people worked and four people were in charge. It was the people from the Zhentalin who came and brought their style. Now it is four people who work. Six people are in charge, why are there more and more people, and fewer and fewer people working?" The skinny guard also complained: "At first, I planned to expand the manpower, but now it's all right, the war in the north is over, and the business If we go down, why do we need so many people?"

"Hey, it doesn't matter, I'm at this age anyway." The fat guard shook his hand: "Do things well, don't complain, no matter how much you complain, the orcs in the north won't be resurrected."

Yes, you don't care anymore, but I do, I'm not even 30 years old yet!

The thin guard complained to the fat guard in his heart, he thought to himself, why don't you explode gold coins, you old man?The doorman has been working as a doorman for 20 years, and he has saved a lot of money, right?
Considering the relationship between the two parties, the thin guard didn't say it face to face, but sighed: "Recently, some people have started to discuss whether they can go out to ask for a living."

"Go out to ask for a living?" The fat doorman looked at the night sea outside, and the sea water crashed against the wooden posts on the pier: "But, where do you need you? Arabel? Arabel is not a city near the water either."

"Hey, listen to me, it's not Arabel, it's the Sunset Hills side." The skinny guard became interested when he talked about it: "It's just west of Arabel, in Sunset Town near the Hurek Forest, it is said that Salian Your Highness, Viscount Aaron, will go there! Isn’t it close to Feilong Lake?”

"Your Excellency, Viscount Salian, is he about to be sealed?" The fat guard was stunned for a moment, and he quickly asked: "If it's sealed, why did he choose the Sunset Hills? Not only is the Hulek Forest haunted, but there are also ghosts in the north." Moon pirates and forest tribes to the west."

"Who knows? Your Excellency Aaron has accomplished so many miracles. Anyone who follows him will post them. I want to try my luck." The skinny guard felt an inexplicable confidence when he mentioned the name: "He is He comes from aristocratic background, is a spell caster, and understands business, if he is newly sealed next to Feilong Water Lake, he must know water, right?"

"That's for sure, there is a waterway, who takes the dry road?"

"Isn't that enough?"

"Hey, don't be so complacent. There are probably not a few people who want to follow him to the Sunset Hills. I guess it won't be your turn. Even if he wants to choose someone who knows how to water, the members of the Dragon Tooth Gang will be given priority. considerate!"

"Tsk, damn Dragon Tooth Gang!"

The two chatted cursingly about the failure of merging the Dragon Tooth Gang. There had been rumors before that there was a shadow of the Suzar royal family behind the Dragon Tooth Gang, but they really did!A few days ago, after His Excellency Aaron appeared in the Dragon Tooth Gang once, the plan of the Black Hook Gang to merge with the Dragon Tooth Gang was urgently stopped by those big figures from the Zhentarim.

"Hey, Duck, do you think our gang will run into trouble?"

"I don't know, anyway, just don't lose my salary as a guard."

"You fat boy! Don't you have any ideas?"

"I've been lying down for a long time, I was lying down 20 years ago."

The two chatted for a while, and the thin guard saw that it was almost time, so he left the guard room and went to patrol with a kerosene lamp, while the fat guard burped, sat in the room, and began to think about his future.

What the fat doorman didn't notice was that not far from the end of the pier, a nut appeared strangely on the wooden bridge beaten by sea water. It rolled back and forth gently, attracting the attention of nearby seabirds.

Seeing the delicious food, the seabirds flapped their wings and flew over, swallowing the nuts.

After a few seconds.

Suddenly, the fat doorman heard a mournful cry, which woke him up from his thoughts. He shuddered, and immediately reached out his hand to take down a sailor's scimitar and the inferior firecracker he got from the gray dwarf. The strange sound had already aroused his vigilance.

Recently, there have been many fires between gangs. With the support of the Zhentarim Society, there have been many unrest in the dock area, and some people have even been assassinated in the street.

The fat doorman opened the door cautiously, aiming the firecracker at the commotion outside the door.

"Who is it? Who's there? This is the territory of the Black Hook Gang!"

A sea bird fluttered its wings, its white head and neck, its lime-gray wings and shoulders fluttered twice, looking at the fat doorman.

"Oh, what, it's just a bird." The fat guard let out a long breath, wiped off his sweat with his hands, and planned to return.

But the seabird flapped its wings and flew directly towards the fat guard's face. It flashed the fat guard's blunt scimitar in the air, and flew directly to the fat guard's face!

"Hey! What are you doing?!" The fat doorman's face was pressed by the seabird's wings and claws. He tried to struggle and tried to pull the seabird off his face with both hands. The old man who had been the doorman for 20 years was so frightened that he stopped breathing.

The seabird's face was split open!
It's not a metaphor, but it's really cracked open. Its face splits into two pieces from top to bottom, revealing squirming bright red flesh and constantly mutating tentacles. In the flesh and blood, a huge Eye of Tzeentch is facing Looking at the fat doorman's eyes, several spiked tentacles popped out and pierced the fat doorman's cheek, pierced his eyeballs, and protruded in from his mouth and nostrils!

Blood spurted out, and the seabird quickly pulled its body closer to the fat guard's face along the sharp tentacles. It spread its wings and pressed against the fat guard's face.

"Boom!" The fat guard kept struggling, and with the last of his strength, he opened the safety of the firecracker, and fired a shot at the sky, completely losing his resistance.

The seabird continued to move on the face of the fat doorman, and gradually its body began to change. Its head and neck changed from white to the same flesh color as the fat doorman, and the outline of the facial features of the fat doorman appeared on its back. Close to the fat guard's face, the feathers of the bird transformed into human skin, and stuck together with the fat guard's skin, and the two gradually merged into one.

The seabird disappeared, and the fat doorman Dake stood up. He wiped the sweat off his face with his hands, and when he froze for a moment, he immediately put on an impatient expression, exactly the same as the previous fat doorman.

The guards heard the gunshots, and they rushed over: "What's the matter, old Duck?! What happened, why did you shoot?"

"Bo Dallas? Brook? Hey, I'm fine." The fat guard shook his head, pointing at the dead seabird on the ground: "A bird attacked me, so I fired one shot."

"Don't open fire casually, you'll scare me to death!" The guards saw that this was the case, asked a few words casually, and then left.

The fat doorman packed up his things and walked towards the headquarters of the Black Hook Gang.

"Understood, my lord."

"The leader of the Black Hook Gang is called Hrafenberg, and he has known Old Dak for a long time."

"I'll replace him right away."

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