Crown of Chaos

The outside world has always been skeptical about Aaron and Charlotte's astral magic. Some people think that astral magic is actually a variant of psionic power, while others think that astral magic is just a certain kind of magic at its core. Another way of manifesting wild magic.

The full name of psionic power is psychic power, which refers to the discovery of more extensive and powerful spiritual power through the internal development of the brain and the continuous study of one's own spiritual consciousness.

How spiritual energy manifests specifically, and how to display and explore one's own spiritual power has always been a key research topic for Kingdom scholars. However, since the Kingdom is the main material plane, the vast majority of people are material creatures rather than Energy creatures, so most mortals are not very effective in practicing psychic abilities.

The only exception is the gray dwarves. Due to their history of being enslaved by the mind flayers, gray dwarves are born with psychic talents.

In addition to duergar, the famous Githyanki and Githzerai also have psionic gifts.

As for wild magic, it's very simple. The country has never lacked wild spellcasters.

This time Aaron took the initiative to display the six written volumes of Salian's nine volumes, which really attracted the whole country's deep interest.

All kinds of forces are paying close attention to the expo that Aaron plans to hold. Naturally, this also includes the nobles of Waterdeep City who boast of being extraordinary and have made a lot of money from cross-crystal wall trade through the space port.

Disguised as a beautiful star elf woman, Nestia Baenre pretended to reluctantly agree to Jerry Reinsdorf's invitation.

In fact, even if this human supremacist, a well-known merchant from many crystal wall systems, was not invited, Nestia planned to go to Cormyr to participate in Aaron's expo.

First of all, she has not yet completed the Spider Queen's order to hunt down Drizzt Do'Urden. Although the Spider Queen does not seem to care whether Nesthia can complete her order, she seems to want to have fun more, but Silthia could only carry out the orders of the Spider Queen.

Secondly, it seems that the Spider Queen is also very interested in the Nine Books of Salian. According to Rose, she smelled a scent from Aaron that was almost the same as that of the Abyss.

There is news that Drizzt also plans to see what the nine volumes of Salian are.

Thinking of this, Nastia could not help but feel sad in her heart.

The only thing she hopes now is not to bring disaster and destruction to Aaron because of her.

Fortunately, for now, Rose is also interested in Aaron's origins.

Oh~ This answer really surprises me. Jerry Reinsdorf nodded with a smile: I thought it was difficult for you elves to realize a problem - except for Evermeet Island, what do you think about the country? Our control will never go back to what we had in the past.”

Dahao Merchant was leaning on crutches. He looked at Nastia and Eleonora, who was disguised as a half-elf, with disgust. Instead, he smiled at Samir and reached out: A member of the Dragon Thorn family? Me I heard your name, Samir, Arabel Five, you are a good person.”

Reinsdorf echoed and said: Orcs deserve to die! You know, dead orcs are good orcs. These black and green things are really a terminal disease of the country. As long as you kill orcs in the future, just come to me and I will give them to you. You reimburse half of the expenses.”

Also, I will cover all your expenses here today. Reinsdorf patted Samir on the shoulder: Don't be polite to me, I can still afford this amount of money... As Salian's My dear friend, are you planning to attend the expo? Mr. Samir? We can go together.

Thank you. Samir hesitated for a moment, but decided to shake his head: I have more important things to do in Waterdeep City.

Samir has been trying to get his master Eleonora out of the control of the Succubus Queen. To this end, he tried to use the Succubus Queen's mortal enemy, the six-fingered Graz'zt, who is also the lord of the abyss, to transfer the Succubus through him. The Demon Queen's attention.

However, Graz'zt didn't know what happened during this period, and there was always no movement.

He tried fishing for law enforcement again to see if he could lure out the Succubus Queen's men. Naturally, it failed, and Samir couldn't find a chance.

During this time, Samir was also secretly investigating a matter about the missing angels during the failed invasion of hell.

The Warlock has been busy lately.

That's a pity, haha~ I thought you would come with me to meet the novice! After a brief gaffe, Nestia immediately responded to her charming and charming lady persona, playing with Vanity Fair, She unfolded her fan and giggled. When she mentioned Aaron's name, her two beautiful legs wrapped in black boots and flesh-colored oily silk couldn't help rubbing together.

What a pity. Jerry Reinsdorf also expressed regret, and the big businessman said casually: I heard that Lord Kelburn Blackstick plans to take his wife Lyra Silverhand with him!

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Meanwhile, in the Valley of Shadows, the Tower of Elminster.

The old man in red robes, full of energy and holding a pipe in his mouth, returned to his home after another exploration of the outer planes.

This was obviously a very pleasant exploration of the outer plane. Elminster did not show any signs of fatigue, but looked very happy. The thick card bag on his waist was filled with his adventures in the outer plane. Explore the loot earned.

He had just returned from Greyhawk. Through a small game, Elminster successfully won a colorful card from Mordenkainen and others.

This is Mordenkainen's proud collection.

Humming a tune and whistling, the magic apprentice immediately told the great sage of Shadow Valley about Aaron's visit.

This is the invitation he sent recently, Great Sage, do you plan to participate?

The apprentice delivered the invitation to the great sage.

That's all, it doesn't hurt to go take a look. Elminster took the letter and showed a strange smile: As a traveler from a foreign land, I can be considered your elder.

The great sage is already eager to try.

He became addicted to poker.

Go and ask Lord Storm-Silverhand and Dove-Hawkhand if they want to go.

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Silver Moon City, the Supreme Palace.

Alustriel Silverhand, one of the famous Seven Sisters of the North, has ruled Silvermoon City as the Supreme Mage. This famous magical city-state has been for more than a century. Inheritor, Silvermoon City may be one of the few civilized places in the wild and untamed wilderness of the north.

The city has a rich cultural life and is known as a meeting place for all morally inclined races.

There are splendid magical buildings here that are similar to Myth Drannor, especially the eternal buildings in the city. The Moon Bridge was created through magic.

The High Queen of Silvermoon City, Alustriel Silver, held an identical invitation in her hand.

In addition to being an intelligent, wise, and charismatic leader, Alustriel is also extremely beautiful.

She had warm, compassionate eyes that sparkled like rivers in the sun, and a face that was flawless and warm. She is about 1.8 meters tall and has the same silver hair and eternal youthful face as the other sisters. She is often seen in public wearing light-colored robes and holding the unicorn-headed staff of Silver Moon City.

At this moment, she was listening to the goddess's oracle.

Yes, yes, yes.

Yes, mysterious lady, I will go to Cormyr personally to see the origin of Salian's nine books.

I'll try to make a copy if I can.

clear.

In the north of the country, the sea of ​​moon.

Cyric, the Prince of the Dark Sun, who was concentrating on studying his great work, received the news that Aaron was about to hold an expo.

Aaron! It's him again!

Why isn't this little bastard dead yet? !

Cyric said viciously, his voice hoarse, and to the petitioners who served him, he was simply a giant.

The two petitioners lay in His skeletal palms, with white bone fingers as long as the camel's neck dancing around the petitioners. His eyes were as huge as carriage wheels, his nose was a jagged hollow, and his teeth looked like two rows of ivory shields.

Supreme Holy Lord!

Around him, petitioners continued to worship, praising Cyric's greatness.

But this does not make Dark Sun happy at all. Cyric has defeated countless powerful enemies, and even gods have fallen in his hands. Only Aaron Salian has made him suffer twice, but so far he has not suffered. Get some decent punishment.

Trapped by his latest and greatest invention, the scripture, Cyric is currently unable to take action in person. He is listening impatiently to the praises of his subordinates. The praises that were not very pleasant to begin with are quickly reflected in Cyric's mind. It becomes harsh and unpleasant in the ears.

Are these people mocking me? !

So Cyric moved. He stretched out two phalanges, pinched the petitioner who praised Him the loudest, and then began to squeeze.

Holy Lord?! The petitioner shouted in horror. He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but he did not dare to struggle.

You are so noisy. Cyric's voice was like the biting cold wind of the Supreme Icefield. As his finger bones were ground, the petitioner's body and soul were crushed into ashes between his fingers, and bits of darkness began to appear. The water overflowed from Cyric's fingers, pouring down like a stream under the High Throne, and was drawn into the sea of ​​shadows in the endless wilderness.

The surrounding praises stopped immediately, and countless petitioners knelt down and kowtowed, not daring to breathe out and trembling with fear.

This is Cyric, and no one understands his mood.

There are many petitioners for each god's kingdom. Some of these petitioners believed in the god as devout believers when they were alive. After their death, their souls returned to the kingdom of god. Some of them were gods in the kingdom of god. Among the promoted right-hand men, there are also the younger brothers taken in by the gods when they are operating in the outer planes.

The petitioners gained power and immortality in the form of energy creatures. In exchange, they had to serve the gods. The relationship between the two parties was originally mutually beneficial.

However, as a newly-confessed god, Cyric has an eccentric and elusive personality. He is moody and prone to killing and betrayal. Almost all of his petitioners came from the petitioners of Bane, Baal, and Melkor. However, Cyric has always regarded these petitioners who were not promoted by him as consumables.

The weak relationship has been broken. The Supreme Dark Sun and these petitioners now really hate each other, but because of the bond between the two parties, they have to reluctantly cooperate.

There is only one word to describe the relationship between Cyric and these petitioners.

Extremely disgusting!

But Cyric believes that will soon change.

that book! that book! As long as I write it down, everything will understand that only I am the destiny! I am destined to be the true master of the kingdom!

The silence around him made Cyric feel uncomfortable again.

Why did you stop? My servants? An Ri glanced around with a sinister gaze: Do you want to be like him?

The petitioners quickly continued to praise their Holy Lord of the Black Sun, and they worked even harder.

Ah! A bunch of idiots, so annoying.

Cyric immediately gave orders to the legendary mage Mansu, the master of the Zhentarim.

Destroy this expo and send all these stupid attendees to the sky.

By the way, get me the nine volumes of Salian.

The Supreme Dark Sun wants to get a glimpse of the true meaning of destiny through these books.

Just like the words from the left hand of God coming from the end of the universe.

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Ser, the land of red robes, a great place.

The red-robed chief mage Sazastan is sitting comfortably in his big chair. The huge desk in front of him is covered with curled parchment and filled with many small bottles filled with unknown liquids. A thick candle stood in the middle, its flame dancing in the musty air, and its soft light shone on his strange face.

The high cheekbones are covered with pale, paper-thin skin, and the hair is sparse and the color of a spider web.

The flesh on the nose was also gone, revealing two holes. Scarlet robes were draped over the skeleton and spread like blood on the floor around the chair.

somebody is coming.

Sazastan's skin became rosy again. His eyes turned black again, his original white hair became thicker and longer, and his appearance changed into that of a human elder in his sixties or seventies, with even delicate features and delicate features.

Zach and Rihanna, the two red-robed mages stood with their heads bowed, not daring to look at their mentor.

If anyone still remembers, these two red-robed expedition leaders were the leaders of the red-robed expedition who were slaughtered by Be'lak when they were exploring Myth Drannor. Thel lost a legendary warrior for this, but relying on a miraculous The two red-robed Lords of Balor summoned by the Summoning of the Abyss miraculously escaped from the hands of Beelak.

They took some time to return to Ser, fearful and uneasy, and truthfully reported the news they had received to their mentor, the Red-robed Chief Sazastan.

Zach secretly glanced at his mentor. Surprisingly, the red-robed chief with a fierce reputation who frightened countless creatures in the country actually behaved amiably in private. His words were gentle and full of wisdom, and With unimaginable patience for normal people, he always faced everything with a cheerful face. Compared to other red robes, Sazastan was as good as a saint.

However, it is precisely because of this that Sazastan makes them feel fear.

Because among all the red-robed apprentices who were selected in the same issue, only two of them have survived until now.

Sazastan is very patient, because many people who are not worthy of his guidance have become specimens soaked in potion in glass jars.

Sazastan is affable and approachable because most of those who dared to confront him have disappeared over the years.

Sazastan spoke softly and wisely, because for a lich, the most indispensable thing is time.

They saw with their own eyes that the soul of the legendary Serge knight failed to return to the underworld - he foolishly signed an agreement with the red-robed chief, stipulating that his soul would belong to Sazastan after his death.

I'm glad that you are willing to tell me these things, Zach and Rihanna. Sazhastan said very gently and modestly: You could have not told me, but you still said it, which makes me very proud.

This is what we should do, mentor. Red-robed mage Rihanna said somewhat unnaturally, with red and blue magic tattoos branded on her bare forehead.

I will reward you, I promise. Sazastan nodded.

His reward for them was to transform them into lichs so that they could serve him forever.

The red-robed chief is always so generous.

But before that, I have a task for you. Red Robe mocked and took out an invitation from the table. There were traces of blood on the surface of the thick parchment.

Exposition? Nine volumes of Salian? I am bound to get it.

This time, I will take action myself.

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