Crown of Chaos

After the two sides reached a ceasefire agreement, Be'lakor told Aaron two stories about unlocking the power of Tzeentch and the power of Nurgle. He said that it might be inspiring for Aaron to unlock the final power of Chaos.

First of all, in the era when the 40K universe was not so dark, not so deep, not so fantasy, when Slaanesh had not yet been born (although later due to the birth of Slaanesh, all timelines in the subspace had the existence of Slaanesh), The strongest among the four gods of Chaos is not Khorne, but Tzeentch.

Tzeentch represented the power of change, and the theme in the universe at that time was not killing, but progress, exploration, and change. Therefore, Tzeentch became the most powerful god among the four gods of Chaos.

At that time, Tzeentch possessed a multiverse-level staff formed from concepts - the Nameless Staff. It is said that Tzeentch, who owned this staff, mastered the true names of all Chaos Demons and had knowledge of all creatures and concepts. Right of definition.

This is the case of the so-called Tianxian Mouth: if Tzeentch says yes, then it is, and if no, it is also no. If Tzeentch says no, then it will not work, and it will not work.

The other three gods of Chaos were afraid of him because of this. After a consensus, the three gods decided to work together to deal with Tzeentch. For this purpose, Khorne made a giant ax that could destroy all magical barriers. Nurgle concocted a soup that could corrupt any terrain. Slaanesh made a stabbing sword that could penetrate all armor, and the three gods decided to give Tzeentch a hard blow.

After Tzeentch learned the news, the Lord of Changes took the initiative to destroy the Nameless Staff himself. As a result, his strength dropped from the strongest among the four gods to the third among the four gods. Many people could not understand Tzeentch. Why did he make such a choice, and the earliest original demon prince Be'lak had a glimpse of the true meaning of Tzeentch.

Retreating from the top also means change. The Lord of Changes longs for change. His desire for change is greater than his desire for power. He changes due to changes and actively pursues changes. Birak concluded. : This is Tzeentch.

After destroying the staff, Tzeentch's strength plummeted, and the three gods of Chaos turned their attention to each other. Tzeentch smiled and watched them restart the war. The weapons carefully crafted by the three gods were used on each other, escaping the greatest threat. The crisis created the biggest change.

Very good. Aaron somewhat understood that the changes that Tzeentch longed for did not just mean that things had gotten worse or that his strength had improved. Tzeentch only sought change for the sake of change, just like if a dynasty fell apart, Tzeentch would Support some forces to reunify them. If a dynasty reaches its peak, Tzeentch will try to destroy the dynasty due to internal and external troubles.

No matter what, Tzeentch will do his best to promote the entire reincarnation. He always hopes to unify faster or to decline the melee faster. To paraphrase Aaron's words from his previous life, Tzeentch is an acceleration (which is also a harmony) person. He is always manipulating various conspiracies behind the scenes and enjoying the fun brought by changes.

As for Nurgle, Be'lakor told another story.

The sound of the triple gong was always sounded around a plague-ridden village.

The village has been covered in the plague for a long time, and everyone has fallen ill. They prayed to the false emperor over and over again, eager for the false emperor's blessing. The ignorant village chief led the men to look for the triple gong, but regardless of the triple gong No matter how many times the gong was broken, smashed, or thrown into the stove, the triple gong would always reappear the next morning on some rotten tree outside the village.

All the villagers could do was pray to the false emperor over and over again.

Among them, there are a few smart people in the village who are not as ignorant as the village chief. They have read a little bit of books and know that even if the false emperor can hear their prayers, the response they give will definitely be the sacred flame that burns away everything. It's death, and it's death waiting for rescue. They need to find a way to survive.

So, they began to pray to another kind God, and the kind God happily responded and promised them that as long as they handed over a child in the village, He would bless them and heal their illnesses.

Following the loving father's response, six Nurgle warriors arrived outside the village in the early morning.

Only then did the people in the village realize that there was a child in the village - he was the only one who was immune to the plague. When his parents and brothers and sisters had died or were seriously ill, this poor child was still working hard in the barren farmland. , hoping that the crops that were starting to rot would be able to save his family.

The warriors of Nurgle demanded the child, and the villagers hesitated.

Should he sacrifice one person to save everyone in the village, or let this child who is naturally immune to the plague have a way out?

The answer is self-evident. Human nature has always been like this. Even if a small number of people disagree, most people still agree to this condition.

The boy who survived was delivered to the hands of the Nurgle warriors. The loving warriors told him that he would join them and become a member of the Nurgle warriors. He would have a long and happy life waiting for him.

6+1=7, when the boy joined the team of Nurgle warriors, they collectively received the blessing of their loving father-Nurgle promoted them to Nurgle God's Chosen Warriors.

The seven chosen warriors of Nurgle slowly left the village and walked into the thick green mist.

My lord! My lord! Wait, your blessing? You promised to cure our illnesses! The people in the village shouted desperately.

The leading Chosen One turned his head from the thick fog in confusion: Blessing? Haven't you already received it? Nurgle is always so merciful.

Nurgle healed us? the people in the village shouted in surprise, although the pain on their bodies did not disappear.

The loving Father has 'cured' you from the unhealthy state before. This plague is a gift from the loving Father. He is so generous. Rejoice, mortal, He is always so selfless.

Liar, liar, kill us, please! The smart people in the village finally realized something was wrong.

We have no right to take away the gifts from our loving father. My brothers and sisters, don't be afraid, learn to enjoy all this, just like Nurgle promised you, you will not die, never.

The chosen warriors of Nurgle are gone.

No one knows the final fate of the village and its people. They quickly disappeared from the horizon. After that, this period was quickly forgotten by humans. When the plague left, new villages and fields covered the previous history.

Only on those foggy nights did lost travelers and hunters sometimes find themselves in an ancient village, where there was no death and no health, only rotting flesh and lost souls tortured by disease. Wandering through the village squares and buildings, you will never, ever escape.

This is the essence of Nurgle. Beelak stroked the wall with his hand, and a ferocious smile appeared on the face of the original demon prince: Whether you accept it or not, a gift from a loving father always comes unexpectedly. It does not distinguish between good and evil. , regardless of race or national boundaries, it treats everyone equally and loves it from the heart.

What you love is your life? Aaron smiled.

That's pretty much what it means. Any purposeful love and love that wants to be rewarded are not worthy of Nurgle's recognition. After Bealak said this, he signaled for Aaron to go out: Remember our ceasefire. Agreement, Aaron Salian, the kingdom is big, the universe is even bigger.”

I also wish you success and never choose. Aaron turned and left, leaving Billak silent in the office.

Bilak picked up the chess piece on the chessboard and tossed it gently. The rising piece changed from pawn to queen in the blink of an eye.

Yes, just like this, let's attract the four gods of chaos, the three gods of death, and the attention of the Bode clan nobles.

By the way, why did you come to Baldur's Gate from Cormyr?

I'll find out soon enough.

The queen piece fell into Billak's hands and turned into a pawn again.

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Aaron was silent as he came down from the stairs. Perhaps Be'lakor had bad intentions, but he was indeed inspired by this very Nurgle story.

From the beginning of trying to gain Nurgle's recognition to now, Aaron has only felt the pulse of Nurgle's power twice.

The first time was when Aaron and Moradin were bargaining. Moradin took the initiative to apologize to Aaron for Forjar Wilhelm's willfulness, and as the racial father-god, he unconditionally took the blame for his child.

The second time was when Aaron met Imoen. He instinctively wanted to care for him just because of his liveliness, cuteness, smartness and willfulness, his innocent mental state and his age that bloomed like a flower.

Only these two times.

In addition, whether it was relieving civilians, helping others, or recovering Arabel and conquering the Hurek Forest, Aaron himself did it too deliberately. With a strong purpose, Nurgle naturally had a strong sense of what he meant. Great Love is dismissive.

He began to understand a little bit why the power of Chaos in his body kept hinting that he came to Baldur's Gate.

Bodean's Great Wall.

Pressing his hand on the Feilongguan city wall, Aaron felt the solidity and strength transmitted from his palm.

Gray Port, a small refuge, was once just a stronghold for pirates and smugglers in the lower reaches of the Chongsa River. Bodean is known as a navigator all day long, but is this guy really just a sailor?

Not necessarily. It is clearly stated in the records of Candlekeep that when Bodean's sailing fleet goes to sea, it will be an adventure fleet if it does not encounter other fleets. If it encounters other fleets, it will become a privateer depending on the situation.

Whether it is the fleet, the Gray Port or the nearby areas, there is no shortage of kind people here, but there is definitely no shortage of evil people. There is no shortage of farmers who work hard, and there is no shortage of servants who lick blood with their knife heads. soldiers.

From the perspective of a Celestial in the past life, or from the perspective of a Cormyrian in this life, city walls should not harbor evil, but should only protect good or law-abiding people.

But the walls of Bodur protect everyone, and the cities of Bodur welcome everyone, no matter race, no matter nationality, no matter heaven or hell, no matter good or evil, Baldur's Gate will always be open to everyone in the multiverse.

love without border.

This may be what Nurgle wants to pass on to himself.

Son, no matter how you are, no matter where you are, no matter what you do, daddy will always love you.

——Fat Grandpa Nurgle

Uh! After understanding this, Aaron suddenly groaned. He pinched his neck with both hands and resisted the urge to vomit out the acidic water and internal organs in his stomach. The strong stimulation made his brain tremble. As if split, the capillaries in the mouth and nose ruptured, dripping a few drops of chaotic liquid.

Zizzi~ The liquid dripped on the floor tiles and reacted enthusiastically with the stone. Within a few seconds, a big hole was etched out of the stone.

Sir, are you okay? The captain of the Flaming Fist guard who was passing by quickly came up to help Aaron.

The strength of the nationally famous Flame Fist mercenary group is naturally very good. The threshold for entry into the 1,800-member mercenary group is to have elite strength and be able to pass a series of assessments. Captain Flame Fist immediately saw that this was not blood at all!

Where does the blood come from that can corrode an entire floor tile?

Are you poisoned, Your Excellency? The Flaming Fist guard grabbed Aaron's arm and whispered: Damn it, I have told Duke Iltan a long time ago that there is something wrong with Takshi, and Thom is on top! He'll destroy Baldur's Gate!

Shh! Aaron had recovered at this time. He carefully raised his finger to his lips, signaling the Flaming Fist guard to silence: If you don't want to be sent to prison because of your words, just be quiet.

Aaron pointed to the office door not far away.

Yes. The captain of the Flaming Fist guard also realized that he was talking too much, and he quickly shut up.

What's your name? Aaron's mood was very wrong. The Flame Fist guards discovered that although Aaron seemed to be poisoned, judging from his expression and his mental state, the famous Viscount Cormyr was falling into a trap. In an extremely excited and ecstatic mood!

What happened to him?

My name is Alfred, Alfred Wellesley! The Flaming Fist guard helped Aaron up and took this opportunity to introduce himself: I am the son of the Wellesley family in the Lower City. The fourth son of LeT Wellesley and Anna Hill!

Very good, Alfred Wellesley. Aaron suppressed his joy and patted him on the shoulder: When I enter the city, will I have the honor to be a guest at your home?

My pleasure!

Making an agreement with the ecstatic Flame Fist guard captain, Aaron returned to the first floor with a smile on his face to join Eleanor and others, preparing to enter the city.

This ceasefire agreement with Billak really brought him a lot of gains!

Although Be'lakor had bad intentions, Nurgle's story was executed well!

At the moment when he initially understood the spirit of Nurgle, the sealed power of Nurgle in Aaron's body finally cracked open a few cracks, revealing the essence of Nurgle which symbolizes the endless cycle of life and death, moving towards eternity in endless decay and rebirth!

Unmoved and calling the gods, the eternal paradise.

Every crack that opened made Aaron deepen his understanding of eternity.

He finally gained his first Nurgle-like magical ability.

Acid spitting!

Spit out the essence of pus brewed by the loving father's hands from his stomach pouch, and pour it all over his enemies' heads and faces!

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