The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

When [Never Fall Divind] lands, the end of this war is settled.

In front of the flying Lan banner, in front of the loyal knight who crossed the river for a long time, when the horn of the battle was blown, the vast army of demons was not worth mentioning in front of me.

I have always believed that the demons, demons, angels, and spirits from below will not be enough to resist the battle of my legions in front of this flying Lantern flag, and we will be invincible.

The Camisias, who was driving my way, had recovered in full prosperity, and his huge helmet was full of muscle, and the nightmare stepping on the flames was pounding in full force, and his arrows were the two more than four metres long dragon guns.

For years, as my strongest knight, he has been at the forefront of the team.

Whether it's a powerful mad warrior or a huge hunting spider, in front of him, he's as weak as a chicken, just wipe it up, it's a super heavy gold dragon gun that ordinary people on the spot can't even lift, he can easily use two.

In the past, the only downside of this super assailant, who could not stop after starting, was the mount, which was easy to exhaust due to overweight, and today, when the spiritual mount under the crotch also entered the realm of the Spirit, his fearless assault, could no longer be blocked.

And on his right, Carlos, a teenager named "The Most Useless Knight," is holding up his shield to resist bows and arrows and magic, when he is making sure that this assault arrow is sharp enough to sharpen the knife stone.

“The Wall of Moving" is a proud honorary title for a young knight. In terms of his skill as a shield guardian, Carlos has always been the crown of the entire Royal Knights, even as this noble soul was stuck in an ugly hate spirit, this tall teenager, still silently used flesh as a companion to resist the magic of the sword.

Even if he is not good at aggressive martial arts and magic, and if someone really thinks he is not good at offending and despises his "uselessness," then he can buy a coffin because those of his companions saved by Lucas will not hesitate to use their lives to defend the honor of the Junior Knight!

But seeing this brown-haired teenager easily blocks the magic and bow and arrow look, it seems that he is stronger than ever to regain the right to use a shield!

And on the left side of Camicias, Sir Old Ferdinand, he was my sword chair with Cavins, the most powerful swordsman of the Royal Knights, and the father and master of the Great Sword Saint Ferdi.

The old general's silver hair was white. Faced with the army of demons in front of him, he didn't even use his best swordsmanship. He raised the silver bow behind him and shot him continuously, squinting, controlling the strings, one arrow and six arrows. The demon officer he had chosen had not survived.

He is definitely the most qualified knight to respond to my cry, whether it be strength or prestige, but...

“Dear Sir Ferdinand, are you still blaming yourself for not completing your mission? Please don't blame yourself. It's really not your fault. Nobody expects an undefeated knight. You'll run out of life to die on your way to the task. Perhaps, it's all my fault. If I should have seen you killed three bowls of spirits before the trip, holding on to your near-life crippled face and laughing, I wouldn't have let you hang on to the task that was doomed to fail. ”

At this time, the old general seemed to have countless wars awaiting release. As a defenseless Light Armor Knight, he always accidentally overran, and if the demons thought they could take advantage of the opportunity to snipe, the old Sword Saint would use the sword to teach Kang or the old spicy old saying.

Lanie and Fandack, the holy knights behind Camizias, are brothers, but spreading holy light, holy halos sweeping through the battlefield, healing their companions, purifying and destroying the demons.

Lucas, the "Wall Destroyer” with the hammer of the attack, the windy * * Knight Slance, the great sword of the heretic Sword Fairy, St. Ferdie, the plague tyrant Kakana, the last Dragon Knight Dimir, who threw away his gold reagents everywhere... When in the drum point, countless legendary knights gathered under the banner of the Battle of the Lan, these brave men who had endured countless wars, watched the battlefield as a cheerful banquet, laughing fearlessly and fearless.

“The Lantern Flag? The spirit of Lan? I don't know what that is. ”

When I was a child, I realized with the protagonist of destiny, how could I see the poor knight spirit of the indigenous people, and face the release of the second fanatical me, but then the father, just patted me on the shoulder and dropped the sentence, "You are the descendant of Lan, you will understand. ”

When I was 12 years old, when I was urgently recalled from the headquarters of the diocese, I thought I would be a handsome puppet general. After all, I spent most of my time practicing as a knight in the diocese headquarters. The relationship between the diocese church and the Land of Lan was poor, and how could I serve the public when I was 12 years old?

But the result is that old men, old men, young talented knights, are completely under my command, and even if I make mistakes, they will make up for them secretly, and in war, they will continue to teach me what they are best at, all sorts of war experiences.

“Descendants of Lan.” Every time I make an achievement and lead a victory, they will be proud to say, as if it were their own pride, and if I make a wrong judgement because of lack of experience, they will say, "At this age, I have done well enough” to forgive me for the love of my children and grandchildren, and then not hesitate to use sweat or even life to make up for the losses caused by my mistakes.

Growth in exchange for life is precious and immeasurable, and how can I not grow quickly in the face of these lovely people?

“Descendants of Lan.” Gradually, this compliment made me uncomfortable and became my most joyful honor!

The Lanzi Nation and the Ancestral Nation have been at war for many years. This is far from the luxurious Central Plains. Although it has precious rare minerals, it has to be used in exchange for all kinds of food supplies. Half of the year is a deadly ice season. It's not a good place to look at.

But for thousands of years, these lovely soldiers and civilians have trusted wholeheartedly the descendants of the royal Ran who guarded this barren land, while the Royal Family of Ran has rewarded their trust with justice and sacrifice, with princes for generations and proud death sandboxes for generations.

I finally understand, what is the spirit of Lan, he is not the doctrine of grandeur, he is the fog in the valley, invisible and real, he is like that flag of war in the wind shaking fortress, is the last guardian in despair!

“You are a descendant of Lan, you will understand. ”

Ha, yes, Father, I get it. I didn't think I'd get it so fast.

At this time, it is still a battlefield of ice fire, still a flying lantern flag, but our battle is not over.

“I am a descendant of Lan, a pathetic creature who cannot even protect his own country and people. I also admit that we are just a bunch of lonely wildlings and defeated soldiers among our loved ones, but...”

“We are indeed the dead, but we are not willing to die! We are truly defeated, but we are unwilling to do so! There are so many injustices and tragedies in this world! How can we sleep with our eyes closed? Our bodies have not rotted yet, our arms are still capable of picking up weapons, we are going to mount a horse and continue to fight against tyrant ambitions that create war and chaos! ”

The cry of the knights is their obsession with the dead spirit and their belief in the Spirit.

Flying under the banner of the Battle of the Lantern, when I lifted the sword of Roland to point the way forward, the knights rewarded my trust with their faith and courage.

“Strike! ”

As a dutiful cannon ash, driven by the master, the bloodthirsty Orc soldier blocked us, and then, like the mantis blocking the car, was directly crushed by the hard-boiled.

In panic, Old Ferdinand cut off his head with a knife. Isn't that the Orc King who never regrets it? He was even stopped for a second.

Perhaps, yes, for your own desire. Death is the most appropriate punishment for a bully who wishes to trample on the lives of others at will.

And when the giant upper purgatory dragon was also forced to resist by its owner, this familiar dragon had its destined opponent.

“Morrill, you're embarrassed to be home! ”

And her dive rescue had not reached the battlefield, and the sudden fall of Ein Matthews hit her, knocking her in the middle of the air and rolling her over.

Yes, this purgatory dragon is the dragon queen of the past, Morrill, who survived as a sacrifice because of that unexpected war, and then faced with the monster count's disgraceful choice to turn into the dragon of the devil, the purgatory dragon.

Two ancient dragons tore a roar in the middle of the sky, clearly purgatory dragons had much stronger physical strength than the main dragon, and dominated the overall advantage, but was a smaller head and much younger Ein Matthews.

“Have you spoken of dragon dignity? Have you eaten them all? You look so ugly, I can't watch! Go to hell! ”

For the first time in history, Ein Matthews, angry enough to give up his heart's last mercy and hope, took a heartless beating on Morrill.

Ein Matthews, a two-pronged master, showed her profound understanding of magic, no need to recite spells, no need for gestures, magic is the breath of the dragon clan filled with magic in her veins, she simply fanned the wings, her eyes converged, and the magic of wind and fire continued to form.

While accelerating itself, the wind interferes more with Morrill's flight, the fire changes to multiple ends, sometimes shielding itself from the sight of smoke, sometimes suddenly breaking squamous armor in front of the opponent, and every attack by Ein Matthews necessarily comes with elemental damage.

The colder the fight, the more Morrill found himself without a chance, so the grasshopper style seized again, not hesitating to spell out the trauma, just abandoned the recognized boss, and turned around and fled.

The rapid defeat of the two former masters was fuelled by a wave of defeat. The Demon Regiment was defeated even more by the battle of the Legion of the Spirit, and when the battlefield of the great demons and Adam, not far from the 100-metre high, was in sight, the dawn of victory was in sight.

And as long as the Commander of the Demon Corps is removed as summoner, these low-ranking demons will naturally be expelled back to the bottomless abyss.

The belligerent demons also cherish their lives and have begun to collapse in front of an irresistible battlefield.

But without waiting for our arrival, a huge figure could not hold his wrath at first.

That huge black shadow jumped hard, obviously a giant beast 60 or 70 meters tall, should be slow and slow, but like an agile leopard, it crossed those Baloise demons as Kingsguard and collided hard with the huge Earl of Demons.

That's Red Hound's regiment leader, Vacant Demon Dog Best!

The vast rear limb of the mountain demon lord is on the ground, his upper limb eats the Demon Trident, his upper body is a bit like a sheep, his lower body looks like an immense lizard, while Best, who is biting with three heads, directly bites off one of his arms!

“Ahhh! Dirty bugs!! ”

The giant three-headed Hellhound Best, in our Order of Cavaliers, was never a knight, it was a war beast and a siege machine!

Often when the current sharp combination tears apart the enemy formation, this huge black war beast jumps into the enemy formation and begins to create deadly chaos, and the fracture is completely torn apart into irreparable fatal wounds.

And the reason why he was portrayed in huge numbers, not in specific numbers, was because his body size was never fixed.

The head in the middle of Best is neither furious incarnation, nor nameless nor sensible, but he is responsible for tearing his opponent apart with his claw teeth, and when his anger reaches its extreme point, he will become even greater by fury, and for the great beasts of war, the greater body size represents an irresistible power!

Just as rage never ends, as long as Best returns to the battlefield, as the battle goes on, his anger and enormity is endless, there was a struggle for two days and two nights, the ancient Golden Dragon who fought on our legions, but was finally stepped on by the furious Best! Not to mention how many times he directly stepped on the walls and gates.

Usually it splits into two different individuals, and maintains a sense of master in the shape of a poor skeleton dog, only to suppress his endless rage.

And if that were the case, he wouldn't count as Boss Wang for four days, my most trusted and powerful general.

The head of the evil beast in the middle, acting purely by instinct, will only listen to the command of the other two heads. The head on the left is the usual po (secondary consciousness), but the gentle voice is the command of death, the head on the right is the master consciousness of Best, and he opens his horizons from time to time to roar and direct the movement of the entire legion.

Legend has it that the triple-headed Hellhound was the gatekeeper of the Underworld, and I designed only one ability for this Raging King - the Heart World Hellhound.

Three-headed hellhounds roar simultaneously, and the phantom of the Hell Gate is hidden behind them. When Po opens the door door on the left, an army of friends of the dead who have just died and are in good spirits will be resurrected. When Best opens the door on the right, the air of death will gush, and the lives around him will die quickly.

Of course, the resurrection cannot come at all costs, when the door on the right takes ten, the door on the left brings one back. And when the two doors open together, then there will be endless destruction.

At this moment, Best had rushed into the army of demons, and for a time, Adam, who had wrapped himself around Kakagili with flaming wings, had become a visitor. When Best and Kakagili had torn their flesh to bite, the doors to death had long been open, and the boundless breath of death had swept out of the Underworld, and Kakagili felt weaker and weaker, and even the powerful Baloise demon, capable of working with the dragon horn, had fallen helplessly on the way to rescue him.

Perhaps it is true that Rage Best, the head of the seven sins, has less personal strength than Adam, but Bast, who fought in legions and was the resurrector, commander, and war machine, has always been my most powerful general.

“Being able to beat a group is never a choice. That is what I have said, and it is the most basic strategy of war - to concentrate on the dominant force and eat the weak force of the other."

At this moment, when the arms and throats of the hellfire are simultaneously bitten by Best, the sword of the man in the sky is the key to the constant pursuit of the devil lord, and the fallen devil nobility cannot move, and is destined to be a live target of the Legion's attack.

In front of an absolute corps of 24,620 spirits, individual strength, if any, can only be crushed.

But in the face of despair, the demon is furious that it activates its gifted ability to use only once a day.

“Curse the soul! ”

It is a powerful curse created by the Lord of the Devil in combination with the subordinate [Kakagili Soul Lamp]. The target of this curse will be forcibly extracted from the spirit, and how can that body, protected by the body, resist the appeal of the Soul Lamp?

But unfortunately, it picked the wrong target.

With huge fingers pointing at me, dark cursed lines like spider webs spread rapidly all over my body, and the next second, it was calm.

Indeed, if the mind like the summoner of the world dies, the mind like the world will disappear, and the Royal Knights will be greatly reduced in their power as archetypal Dead Knights, killing me instantly with the most powerful talent curse, is indeed the right choice strategically.

But while I look like a living person now, I'm actually still a dead person, how do I extract my soul from a dead person for the time being, no matter what, I can't even absorb the most powerful river that devours my soul, and this subartifact is nothing.

“Strike!! ”

The loyal monarchs were suddenly attacked and the knights were so angry that they would not have stopped fighting without my command.

After extensive holy light, the silver bow and arrow, carrying the holy light of the demon's natural enemies, turned into an arrow rain covering the heavens and the earth.

The arrowheads are filled with the power of the Holy Light of the Devil's Star, like corrosive toxins against living beings. The wounds spread rapidly everywhere, and the pus bubbled directly around the wounds and burst apart. Perhaps the Count of the Devil, who is huge in size, will not be hurt, but it is definitely painful.

“Ahhhhh! Fucking bugs!!” With a thunderous wave throwing the equally huge Best, the remaining hand still summons the curse of annihilation of the heavens and the earth.

But my knights, they don't sit around watching each other.

When the Spirit Mages began to wield power, innumerable spells countered, and were born to fail and fail the Meteor Rain Prohibition spell imposed by the Earl of the Devil, they eventually turned into palm flames.

This is the helplessness of a single archmage without a flesh shield. Faced with the spell suppression of a magic regiment, it can spare a small flame, which has shown that the foundation power is hard enough.

And when Camisias first hit a terrible flesh hole in the tower's giant leg, the knights made terrible scars on the Devil's Count, like a bunch of cannibals devouring giant statues.

And when Adam took the opportunity to put Phoenix's attention into Kakagili's eyes and turn him into a one-eyed dragon in a cry, and Best grew up again and crushed Kakagili to the ground, everyone knew that the mighty Earl of the Devil was finished.

It is absolutely impossible to say that Kakagili is not strong, but it is a war, not a duel, and the strength of the individual is even stronger and limited.

It rolled painfully on the ground and couldn't resist beating the "worm” on itself with the Devil's Trident, but what was the difference between this and suicide, where the Devil's corrosive blood kept spilling out, under excessive corrosion, the nearby earth began to turn into scorching earth.

Soon, when his head was cut off, the Devil Count Kakagili finally fell, and his vast flesh began to turn into flying ash.

This time He has come with the True Body. Even if He is resurrected, He will do so from the lowest of evil, and with the fall of the Summoner, the devils will disappear, one by one, and they will be expelled from their place.

This time they have not harvested many souls at all, and the loss of hundreds of years cannot be compensated for once it has been consumed.

“Victory!! ”

When the trumpet representing victory is blown, not only on the battlefield, but not far from Sulphur Mountain City is filled with joyful oceans, regardless of whether they knew each other before, citizens embrace each other's blessings and celebrate the rest of their lives together!

And my trouble, it's just beginning.

“Boo!”

The red sword and the silver sword hit each other hard, and it was obviously their own monarch that was attacked. The knights of the Spirit looked lively, and even someone began to laugh and start gambling, so they had to take out a small bench and watch the melon.

Adam's stupid face was right in front of him, and the roar from his teeth was filled with deep resentment.

“Roland, no, Brother Rollo, maybe it's time for us to settle the old bill! ”

PS. Now that someone has asked, since the plot is here, explain that Roland started as a saint three times, but studied something else later. After all, it would save a lot of kung fu from a familiar start.

The first death was at the age of 14, and the drama after the second period of life will mention that risking as a Rollo is the third period of life.