The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

“Oku, a semi-Pokémon Orc, a Bronze Class professional killer, with countless lives, especially loves to hunt young children, was captured by the Dark Pokémon City pipeline while on mission in Sulphur City, and sentenced by the Sulphur City Court to three hundred and seventy-six years' imprisonment without bail for life.” - [sic]

Looking at the data, looking at the half-Pokémon killer in the cage, I am surprised that the Orcs are rare things, and the other half of the hybrid is the dead Pokémon of the Orcs, even less rare.

“Witchcraft? Wait, don't kill me, don't experiment with me, you must have a lot of enemies, I can help you kill for free! ”

When he found himself sent to the witch, Oku was shocked, because the witch was the weakest and most legendary wizard, and then he was reassured, because the witch, who also belonged to the Chaos camp, was at least better at dealing with it than the righteous speech judge and the saint with his head, the hypocrites of the Order camp, who never knew how wonderful a deal and a compromise was.

But at this moment, I seem to be staring at him with a smile and bringing him here from Iwo Jima, not to find a fighter.

Bony fingers on the forehead of a semi-envirgin, even a perverted killer, the warm temperatures of the spirits are still impressive.

It's just that the other person's face is not very good. Perhaps it reminds me of the legends of witches playing with souls and corpses. The white bone gets colder and the face gets paler.

“… so funny that you thought you were just a common murderer, a hidden meat sacrificer, a dirty devil admirer, you traded the lives of young children and the demons in nine prisons for your pubic life and strength. ”

Indeed, with my words, the more obvious the memories hidden in the subconscious become, the more obvious the dirty memories become, and with them the more fearful they become.

“Tell me, funny little guy, what you're most afraid of. ”

The more interesting the human brain is, the more it tries not to think about it, the more the subconscious will think about it.

Four-wheel Olympic memory reading is not a deep spell, nor is it much of a useful ability. The deeper the secret is hidden in the mind, the more memory reading can only see the top part.

But I do have my own secret.

Ask you, "What secret are you hiding?” Well, that person tends to subconsciously think about what he has to hide, and at that point, secrets are paid out, and my memory reading spells reveal what he thinks.

“… the most frightening thing is to reveal your true identity? What's your real identity? ”

“Caron City traitor? Interesting.” Under the chain of inquiries, his hidden purpose was naturally clear.

Lucky for us today, he was just replacing two inmates to paint evil points, but he was just trying to find out that he was still a traitor sent by other cities.

The underground city of Karon Stample, probably the nearest underground town to Iwo Jima City, is obviously much smaller in population and size than the thriving city of Iwo Jima.

The dungeon is dominated by beasts and grey dwarves. The owner of the dungeon is a fool who believes in the tyrant god Bane. The mining industry is well developed, but the rest of the industry is less prominent.

This traitor was hired by the other party in Caron City. The task was only the simplest gathering of intelligence. At best, it could be considered part-time part-time part-time part-time part-time part-time work, but it was enough to show what the hell Caron City was up to.

“Eliza?”

“Hmm?” Turns out, the devilish maid chief, the next second, appeared behind me.

“Seriously torture him, squeeze him dry, then give Margaret a copy. Just say she doesn't care, and I'll throw it to Adam. ”

In my memory, I caught the traitor = secret in the gutter = ambition of the big man = a lot of trouble... it's like a volunteer with no money!

There are no benefits, poor thing. I don't want to worry about such annoying things. If I do, throw it to someone who might be interested. Margaret, the wise man in charge of internal affairs, will strip the truth with clues.

As for this prisoner? Before sending it to me, it had been made clear that its sins were unforgivable, so don't go out now that you have come in.

“Boom!”

With two loud noises, the whole old house was shaking slightly, and after that, the dust from the ceiling spread through the dungeons.

Prisoners were choking and coughing, and even my bones were covered with ash, while Eliza had prepared ahead of time to seal her mouth with a hand towel.

“Looks like Po can't wait. ”

This earthquake, my sweet Po, was jumping at me because the owner hadn't shown up after a weekday of walking.

So, irresponsibly throwing all the work to Eliza, working hours are over, and now it's time for a walk with Abel.

Or, I was dragged around by a giant double-headed hellhound...

As with other stupid dogs, just as soon as he left the house, Po forgot his master. Almost insanely, he floated around, and with the reins, my whole skeleton did not add up to thirty kilograms, the strength was less than five, and naturally he would be dragged away by dozens of tons of giant beasts.

Of course, at this time, after eating a few losses, I usually add a flotation technique to myself and then tie the rope to the sturdiest rib to make a qualified kite...

And this way of walking has had an unexpected gain...

“Bone flags are up, big dogs are coming, everyone, close the stall! ”

“The city is in charge? Call the city steward! ”

“Come on, everybody. Build a line of defense, guard the butcher shop, and don't take away my fresh ribs today! ”

Well, I was dragged high and floating, and instead it became the sign of Po. To avoid being swept away by a dumb dog, the vendor, two blocks away, started closing the stall.

“Go to the East End of the City, where the city is not in charge! ”

Hearing these words, I rushed to order, pulling the rope hard, and turning Po around.

Walking in the past, Po can only cause traffic disruption and no injuries to the past (Skull soldiers are not human!

Urban administrators have had to deal with more serious criminal cases in the past, and when they arrived, I almost walked back, but now, as the only survivor of the League of Gentlemen, I would never underestimate their speed of movement and forever lose our resolve when our Alliance is not causing them any trouble.

“Wang!”

Under my command, Po kicked the bull-headed man in the way, and then he collapsed the roadblock with his big ass, heading east of the city in the dust.

“Stop!! ”

“Stop Momo, it's all you. Momo peed his pants in front of the insomniac yesterday! ”

Well, I underestimated each other's determination, and the city management team actually set up an ambush.

But... “Jump, Po! ”

A giant hellhound, a jump, walks past the roadblock in front of him.

And the city stewards behind them stopped helplessly.

A skeletal giant more than six metres tall stood before them, using the gates of the Vajra as shields.

There is no emotion in the hollow eye hole, but no one dares to step out of the thunder pit.

This is the soul district of the east of the city, but it is not under the jurisdiction of the city. If they want to go into law enforcement, they have to report and go through the procedure, and really go through the cumbersome bureaucratic procedure, the witch can't find anyone.

And I, too, have reached today's destination, send Po away and let him find his own food... Cough, go play.

Then say hello to every dead soul in front of you.

“Hey, long time no see, guys. You miss me? Big guy, your rotten meat stinks even worse. Little bone, bright skull. That brand of polish? Uncle Aka, your bones are rusty. Otherwise, try my newly researched lubricant, made all naturally, no pollution, no side effects..."

But in front of me, I was still vibrantly jumping on the dead, and I saw me. First, I stunned collectively, and then...;.

“Run!! That lunatic is here again!! You scared the hell out of me! ”

… sad to make birds and animals scatter.

Giant skeletons with their own battle axes, jumping over houses, headless knights with a bunch of bees taking their heads away, poor skeletal warriors, also rolling away.

The scene in front of me is really sad...

“Hey, hey, is there such a welcome? No, you did a new experiment with the magic of the dead, did a torrid routine, tested the power of the sword...”

The more I say, the less I breathe, the more familiar a voice remembers behind me.

“Your Highness, you've given me your reasons, and I don't need any more bullshit. Is it almost time for us to fight this time? ”

“No, I'm a pacifist, a war or something, I hate it the most. But the agreed time is almost up. Is our regiment ready? ”

“Of course, Your Highness, your legions, whether 376 years ago or 250 years ago. Or a hundred or thirty years ago, that time I let you down!? Red-hound dog 24,602 defeated, grinding teeth in peace, ready for deployment, we can't wait to return to the battlefield. ”

His voice was full of war, and my general was as reliable as ever.

“Are you going to march or watch a new epidemic trial? Our alchemists have invented a brand new weapon of war. He is also highly destructive..."

“No, I've told you I'm a pacifist. It's no use fighting. Today I'm here to see what's going on. ”

“You mean that stupid... No, is that important? Ready and ready to start. ”

I nodded satisfactorily and turned around, but I couldn't see anyone.

“Whoa, whoa! Down there, Your Highness! Did you do it on purpose? Am I funny? I am one of your most powerful generals! ”

Looking down, it turns out to be my lovely little Belle, who instinctively chases his tail in circles.

He is Po's brother, one of my most trusted generals in the past, and today he is a lovely little skeleton dog.

“I'm not Beck! I'm Best, Void Demon Dog Best!! ”

“Yes, Abe. ”

“Best!! I am your general, your victorious lieutenant commander! ”

“Okay, Belle. Needless to say, I always thought you were amazing. Well, most importantly, it's cute! Indeed, pets are the best friends of humankind, while bear children are the worst enemies. ”

Listen to my tone of disobedience of the child, and the increasingly unreliable proclamation, with his tail and eyebrows hanging, Xiaobei laying on his face, he knew that as long as the master fell into such a state of madness, it was useless to say anything.

How a skeleton dog's face makes a desperate look, I kind of saw it today.

“Well, I'm not teasing you, Beck. Ready? ”

“Whatever. Though I've always thought it was a bad idea, you're not always famous for not being reliable, just to make you happy..."

“Cough!” A slight cough interrupted her complaining.

“Well, I, Roland the Witch..., Announcing the official inauguration of this Week of Tourism of the Dead in Sulphur Mountain City, the theme park of the Death Crown is officially operational!! ”

Yes, it's boring to kill. These days, it's the economy, it's the people's livelihood! We are also launching our own new Pillar Industry - Dead Spirit Theme Park.

Headless Knight Polo Competition, Skeleton Puzzle King Game, Haunted Festival Dance Competition, Riding Cool Bone Dragons Around Sulphur Mountain City, I have prepared a series of selling spots.

Behind it, spinning, is the biggest selling point of the theme park, the huge Ferris wheel that countless skeletons have accumulated, he's over 300 meters tall, spinning and driving the evil wind like a flying black dragon, huge as a Titan giant, can even be seen outside Sulphur Mountain.

Although I spent a lot of time convincing the living that it wasn't some terrible fighting machine or some terrible conspiracy... but it was all worth it!

This is a live advertisement for theme parks, and soon, countless tourists will come along, and I, for one, will make a fortune.

At this moment, my skull attendants, also dressed in clown clothes, started playing drums at the door, and I waited patiently for the customer to come to the door.

When it was unexpected, half an hour later, none of the tourists came, so I asked Abel, who was lying on my head.

“Did the flyers go out? ”

“It's already been sent out.

“Did you pay for the advertising for the goblin shorts? ”

“Here you go. ”

“Has the Supreme Court's security been placed in the advertisement? ”

“Of course, thanks to your permission and guarantee from the Council of State, the Supreme Court, nobody dares to come without it. ”

“Is my ad slogan not good? ”

“No, very cultured, very appealing 'see where you are in the future and say hello to your future neighbors. Dance with ghosts in fantasy and enjoy new experiences like never before. The first three days are free, the first 100 customers have mysterious gifts! Absolutely safe! Absolutely fun. ’ ”

“Then why didn't anybody come!! ”

I stared at this stupid dog, and he laughed.

“Oh, my lord, you forgot, this is the Dead Zone. The forbidden zone of life. What do you think we're dead before the eyes of the living? ”

Rumor has it, I'm stunned. “What is a dead spirit? ”