Crown of Chaos

DOOOOOOMMM!

The third bell tolled loudly, and before it the wooden beams trembled and the walls cracked. The resonance caused by the previous ringing had not ceased, and these further chimes only added to the discordant sound.

Hearing the sound of the Skaven artifact Doom Bell, some mortals who failed the willpower test have fallen into madness.

However, as the bells continue to ring, those things hidden in the deepest recesses of Baldur's Gate begin to emerge.

An inconspicuous monk stepped out of the collapsed monastery on the edge of the city.

He had the simplest long hair, a red scarf, and the simplest burlap clothes and leggings. He had no weapons in his hands, only two dragon-shaped tattoos from his palms to his arms. He looked very young, no more than thirty years old, with black hair and black eyes. At first glance, he was not a native of Baldur's Gate.

The Skaven discovered him and besieged him, but the monk just clasped his hands together. No matter whether it was throwing stones, darts, spears or the machete in the hands of the Skaven, there was no ripple on his body.

Why do you want to break this peace, rats?

The monk clasped his hands together in compassion. He looked at the hundreds of rats surrounding him, watching them frantically besieging him in vain but not even hurting a single hair on his body. Then he looked at the large area that had been destroyed. Baldur's Gate in the city, a trace of anger could not help but appear on his face.

The martial arts in the world come from Shaolin.

The monk kicked his legs violently, kicking away the upper bodies of several rat men in front of him. He rotated his arms, and the red divine dragon symbolizing fire and the blue divine dragon symbolizing ice followed his movements and drew a circle with both fists. After sending it out, the twin dragons of ice and fire swept across a hundred meters, and all the rat people evaporated on the spot.

The secret of the dragon is my fighting skill. The monk raised one leg and got into a posture: The Buddha's Dharma is boundless. If the donor doesn't listen to the kind words, he will turn into a roaring lion!

Shaolin disciple Liu Kang is here to meet you - the dragon fights in the wild!

The monk dodged and jumped tens of meters away. He screamed strangely and punched the ground with both hands. All the nearby stone slabs turned into tiny gravels. The two dragons of ice and fire ascended into the sky. Flames as hot as dragons and biting frost and snow exploded in succession. Destroy all nearby enemies!

Dragon Transformation Technique!

Withdrawing his fists and pushing again, accompanied by the blazing fire wind and the cold ice rain, punch after punch, the monk used only a few moves to defeat the entire incoming Skaven army!

The nearby Bode people were stunned. They just found out today that the monk in the monastery who cleans and carries water all day long and does hard work, likes to play ball with children, drinks wine and eats meat (especially roasted lamb legs), is actually a monk. A monk with legendary strength, the Dragon Master.

Moreover, looking at him like this, he is probably a high-level legend!

Ah! Venerable Shenlong continued his strange cry, but wherever he passed, all the rats were killed with one blow!

On the other side, in the collapsed fruit shop, a tall black figure also stood up from the broken watermelons, apples, grapes, and durians marked as today's specials. Coconut juice was still flowing on his head, and the watermelon rind covered it. half of his forehead.

The owner of the fruit shop, Bronn, was two meters tall at some point and became two and a half meters tall. He roared angrily and recklessly, pouring out his primitive rage towards the rat man. His majestic arms looked bigger than ever. The waist of an ordinary woman is thicker, her strong muscles bulge rapidly, and her veins pop out.

The owner of the fruit shop made the ground shake with just one foot. He pulled out a 1.7-meter-long double-edged rune giant ax from the shop and put it on his shoulder, shaking off the watermelon rind on his bald head.

Bron wants to sell fruit, but you don't let Bron sell fruit. You have made Bron angry!

The fruit shop owner's brown eyes gradually turned blood red, and his already incomparably strong body actually expanded again during his roar, like a balloon, until his head reached the ceiling.

Barbarian - berserk!

In the blink of an eye, the fruit shop owner Bron's figure jumped three meters.

It wasn't over yet, as he took another breath, the power of nature surged around him.

Legendary Barbarian Rage—Boulder Ice Wind Rage!

Like a powerful ice storm that shakes the earth, or like an eternal boulder standing on the highest ice sheet, Bron's body has expanded to more than six meters high. He is like a mountain of meat, and the surface of the huge muscle mass full of infinite power gradually gradually With the sheen of eternally frozen ice, the wind flowing on his extremely tough skin, and his thick chest hair, the whole person looks as terrifying as the legendary ice field mammoth!

Stand behind Bronn! Roshan patted his chest hard, and said to the nearby Bodou people with his usual hearty smile, and then he burst out with an earth-shattering savage roar: Ice!!!

The big ax whirled, and under the sharp hurricane, the rats in the whole street turned into a bloody wind!

This big explosion really woke up too many beings in Baldur's Gate!

At the entrance of the Reinsdorf Chamber of Commerce Mansion in the upper city, the great trench merchant Reinsdorf watched the battle with cold eyes. His two legendary guards were fighting the Skaven Gray Seers. Jerry Reinsdorf was thinking about this. While noting what business opportunities the explosion could bring to him, he quietly opened the Rogue Trader trade license granted to him by the Lord of Humanity.

The legendary Echo Knight Wagner's blazing sword can kill a fully-armed ratman with every blow. More importantly, every attack by Wagner has a chance to call out a clone of his Echo. As the battle continues, the Legend The Echo Knights hit more and more, and the more they hit, the harder they hit.

The great merchants of human supremacy finally opened the trade license of the Lord of Mankind.

——A ball of phosphorus fire suddenly exploded among the rats.

Ghostly whispers resounded in the burning air, and shadows came to life from the hellish flames, condensing into shape—black battle armor, hollowed-out bone ornaments, and four Emperor's Cursed Legion warriors entwined in the etheric fire. Make your grand entrance!

The entire city was in flames of war, and the Skaven's determined attempt to poison Baldur's Gate's water supply failed miserably.

As the Plague Clan poured their plague censers and cauldrons containing the Horned Rat plague into the city's fountain system at Baldur's Gate, a thunderous rain of water bombs swept through, sweeping away the plague from above and below.

It wasn't until the last plague monk was hit in the head by a water bomb and his brains exploded that the being in the spring emerged.

The legendary water elemental god and demon descendant - Aturuo's five-meter-tall body, completely composed of water elements, slowly crawled out of the spring. Its entire body was shrouded in the hazy water waves, and it was only in the forward leaning water mass. Revealing a pair of hateful eyes.

Arturuo was born in the ancient years when the continent of Abor-Toril was not separated. He was a god-demon descendant who was born from the melting of a pure ice ball from the water elemental plane during the separation process.

Born to be a legend.

Today, Aturuo will also join the hunt. The legendary god-demon was furious because he was disturbed. It turned into a wave shape and passed along the rat-men's military formation. The whole process was filled with the sound of flowing water. His movements are graceful and almost cruel, like an elegy of cold souls. The first and last feeling of the rat people is that of a deadly storm passing through the body, a thin stream corresponding to a rat person, and the sound of waves passing by, One life fell.

The water flow penetrated from the chest and penetrated from the back. The blue waves gently slid into the gaps in the armor and skin, and dissolved the victim's internal organs into liquid within a few milliseconds. The water flow containing the laws of water passed by , the Skaven body exploded, leaving only a diffuse blood mist.

Lower Town, Devil's Tip store.

Two elegantly dressed human males with slightly reddish skin and noble attire were standing side by side, looking at the entire Skaven army that completely surrounded them.

The Skaven Legion was led by a Skaven Warlord and a Gray Prophet. There were more than two thousand enemies, but the only two people standing at the door of the Devil's Tip Shop were protecting the shop.

Long guns and short cannons, rotating percussion drills, aimed slings and the forest-like halberd array of Storm Rats were aimed at them.

However, these two brothers looked very relaxed. One of them was the bald singer--Aaron's old acquaintance, the Great Devil Morgan. He was checking the quality of the soul coins he had just received. As for the other one...

You shouldn't have come here, Morgan. The aristocratic man with a brown crew cut and a handsome and elegant face, who occasionally recited some of the details of the ultra-thick Taichu contract, clasped his hands behind his back: What attracts the favor of Grand Duke Maman of the Third Prison? Mr. Morgan, one of the big devils, is coming here? Is it for your Enreyes lover, or does it have other purposes?

Curiosity will not only kill the cat, but also a big devil, Raphael. The bald singer Morgan threw a soul coin into the air, and the big devil tested his junior in a frivolous tone: Your Didn’t your father, Mephistopheles, teach you?”

Father taught me that every move of the devil must have its reason. What's your reason? Morgan, Morgan, we are friends, aren't we?

Standing next to Morgan is Raphael, the son of Mephistopheles, the Demon Archduke of the Eighth Hell of Baator.

Since Mephisto taught you, didn't he tell you what I was doing? Raphael, it seems that you are not as favored as you said. Morgan talked to Raphael calmly.

Raphael's eyes moved.

Ever since his father participated in the grand celebration of Salian and obtained one of the nine volumes of Salian, he closed the door and studied the knowledge and magic in the nine volumes of Salian all day long, searching for the way to defeat the Nine Hells. Thanks to Asmodeus's method, Raphael finally got a chance to do some activities.

Sources from secret channels say that Morgan, the big devil in the third prison, and Aaron Salian have frequent contacts and close communication.

If Salian's nine volumes can provide his father with the knowledge and power to defeat Asmodeus, then it can certainly provide him with the knowledge to overthrow his father...or at least overthrow Archduke Zariel of Avernus, the First Prison. and strength!

interesting.

Morgan glanced at Raphael with admiring eyes. For those in the lawful evil camp, keeping emotions secret is the most basic requirement, and then they can use their emotions to seduce the other party appropriately. As for people like Aaron, Cooperating with others requires further showing candor to gain the trust of the other party.

Raphael has at least achieved the level of being indifferent to emotions and anger.

I propose that we have a competition. Morgan faced all the Skaven surrounding him and blinked: The bet is, a thousand soul coins! We bet on who can eliminate more Skaven.

Raphael looked a little shocked. For a moment, he opened his mouth to bargain, but soon a more greedy look covered his surprised expression: Ten thousand pieces, with one condition, you are definitely interested. condition.

What are the conditions? Morgan was really interested. The grand duke's son seemed to be very capable?

If I win, you introduce me to Aaron Salian. If I lose, I will tell you the news about a treasure in my father's treasure house... I heard that you have always been interested in the relics of Nese? Rafi I am very confident.

Deal. Morgan grinned.

Behind them, the hell portal opened wide, and a row of legion demons, mad warrior demons, and nightmare riding demons that had participated in the bloody battle of the abyss entered the battlefield.

The big devil tossed up a soul coin.

“The moment the coin hits the ground, the game begins.”

Crush them!

The elite devils and the Skaven collided head-on in a bloody battle. The entire city block collapsed and collapsed in the collision between the two. The two big devils kept casting spells and fighting at all times, tearing themselves apart in the Skaven front. Open a channel for blood.

Chaotic battles followed one after another, and every corner of the city was in fighting.

Even some species that are usually completely hidden in the darkness have appeared.

The female sun elf lady disguised as the legendary mind flayer monarch swept across all the living creatures in front of her, releasing her psychic powers everywhere without any hesitation. He seemed to be particularly angry today, with his psychic powers at full power, and a group of rats Under his guidance, the person was crushed into a huge meat ball in the air.

Powerful focused blast!

The monarch's psychic bombardment exploded the flesh balls one by one. The legendary mind flayer stood under the statue of Baldur's Gate founder Baldur. He opened a black hole leading to the astral world and sucked all the nearby ratmen into the black hole. among.

You are not welcome here, rats. The legendary Mind Flayer Lord stared at the mostly destroyed city. Some distant memories emerged from his mind. The long-lost pain and irritability made it show great anger towards the rat people. Meaning: To say the least, I'm very unwelcome.

The Mind Flayer blocked a stone arch bridge in the upper city, and all the Skaven who tried to cross the bridge were shattered to pieces by psychic powers.

Not far from the bridge, the wrath of the sea goddess Umberli has descended. The tsunami swept away all the ratmen who tried to attack the Umberli temple, and the Naga royal guards and sahuagin army that kept appearing from the ocean were stabbing with tridents. into the prey's belly.

As legends appeared one after another, either actively or passively, many of the Skaven legions raging in the upper and lower cities were defeated, and Baldur's Gate was recovering from the surprise attack.

Since then, the Skaven's first wave of onslaught, which took advantage of the warpstone nuclear bombardment to catch them off guard, was considered a failure.

The Supreme Grand Marshal of the Skaven Kingdom, Benjamin Netanya Rat from the Voltkin clan sensed that something was wrong.

God the Horned Rat!

The enemy is much, much, much, much stronger than we imagined!

Rat~rat~The magic elements in this world are much denser, and rats~rat~the enemies in this world are also much stronger!

The Netanya rats soon realized that the only way they could win the war was to sound the disaster bell.

King~knock~ring the bell for me!

The thirteen-headed gray prophets continuously channel energy into the Calamity Bell.

DOOOOOOOOMMMMM! ! !

This is the fourth bell.

As long as the Doom Bell is rung thirteen times, the great Horned Rat God will come to his new Skaven City in person!

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