The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Astronomical tower, for me, a memorable name that should have disappeared long ago.

They are now internationally renowned evil organizations, and in the eyes of the world, like the renowned Druid radical organization Rendezvous, they are a bunch of mad dogs who catch who bites who.

Like every notorious organization, there was initially a tall flag, the astrological tower, originally built of noble ideals.

Whether astrologers skilled in stargazing, witches skilled in divination, magicians skilled in prophecy, they were able to predict the future in a sense, and so, at the behest of a prestigious archmage of virtue, an organization was established with the goal of "making life better with prophecy, avoiding avoidable disasters”.

So, how to make an organization so beautiful that it's now the infamous mad dog.

In the beginning, astrological towers did a good job in early warning of natural disasters. In those days, unlike the prophetic spells that are now home to chicken ribs, the prophetic spells system was still quite developed and effective, connecting with the god of destiny and the line of destiny, so that they really managed to avoid natural disasters and avoid disasters.

After a period of golden development, around AD200, the astrological tower was in trouble, and no matter what price they paid, it was impossible to predict what would happen after a certain period of time.

Ultimately, they came to a joint conclusion that the Ash continent was a void after the beginning of a year or so.

A single astrologer would only think of his limited abilities, and when all the prophets come to such a conclusion, there is only one answer that makes sense - the world is destroyed, and there is no so-called future.

Well, prophecy to the end of the world is not a good thing, but at least knowing he's going to happen should be able to overcome it.

But the result is futile, and no matter how they prophesy, how they divine, they eventually get only one answer - the world has no future, and there is no certainty as to where destruction comes from.

Of course, I am able to understand the reason why divination cannot be predicted: all life in this world originates with order and chaos, and naturally you cannot predict the destruction of the Mother of all things, or even the exact time of the end.

Well, it's as if death row inmates are waiting for a painful period before execution, unanswered, and they're watching the end of the day approaching, falling into despair, and a coincidence, giving them hope.

A young man who would be a hero in a prophecy had an accident because of the intervention of the astrological tower, and that future became invisible.

Will the prophet's actions have an impact on the future? Will early meteorization of historical heroes and big characters affect the entire history? If there were enough fluctuations in the fate trajectory of the entire world, would a world doomed to destruction remain?

Well, under this unnameable logic, the astrological tower seems to have found the most direct way to change the future - strangling heroes and historical figures in advance.

Normal prophets try to avoid their prophecies having an impact on their goals, and instead the astrological tower begins its own madness - hunting historical figures, making the future unknown.

This is not easy, after all, targeted prophecy is hard to come to a decent conclusion, prophecy is often a chance, the active involvement of the prophet will make the prophecy result more messy, but if that wretched bastard is hit... heh, even if the future is a legendary hero, is infancy resistant?

The heroes of the dragon-saving world were stigmatized as sons of demons, the carpenters who invented advanced technology were treated as sinless villains, the saving of the country was treated as witches and burned alive for the Virgin Between Distress, and the exalted prophets of Japan and Germany were all liars with yellow mouths. Under their bullshit, the fate trajectory became obscure.

This is undoubtedly the equivalent of starting to lift the table in a game of cards that are doomed to lose, but in the end it is a dead end, and there may be variables, which is the hysteria of the prophets who have been forced into despair.

And because they had gone too far, the destiny line of the god of destiny had become a mess, and had spooked the gods of order, who did not interfere much in the world, and had sent down divine punishment, directly destroying the headquarters of the astrological tower, so that they could put a little stop to it.

After divine punishment, the God of Destiny reclaimed most of the prophetic abilities, prophetic spells that remained in the mortal world, and severed the connection between his temple of divine destiny and the mortal prophet, causing the prophecy level of the whole world to plummet, which was more than 1,600 years ago.

And by now, the end of that prophecy had not come, and the crime of strangling future heroes had surfaced, and the astrological tower had naturally become a super big joke, but I knew that they were not mistaken in their prophecy, and disaster was on the horizon.

Thus, prophecies against someone's future are regarded as the greatest taboo of prophets. Most modern prophets predict nothing but people, but obviously the astrological tower has not completely collapsed, and they are still secretly engaged in past acts in the corner.

But who knows if they are going mad to save the world or simply retaliate against the gods of order and the world as a whole?

More than 300 years ago, that prophecy about me and Cavins was made by them, and we were forced to corner the walls all the way, and there were traces of their covert interference.

In the journey of the Hereafter, I found their masters in the shadows, so I dug them out of the corner one by one, and killed them and killed them.

But unfortunately, looking at the scorched black corpse in front of me, the stars on my fingers and the one-eyed crest, obviously, I didn't do enough back then.

“The rest of the astrological tower, you dare to appear in front of me! ”

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In the pitch-black room, one seat was lit and the participants were silent, and eventually the person in the chair spoke.

“Dasos is already rushing us, haven't the scouts returned yet? ”

“Huh, King of the Wolves? Lord Lum's Eye, let me actually say that we should wipe him out first, not work with him. ”

“Take it easy, our goal now is to wipe out Lan's blood, and then we'll talk about it later. It's been a week. Have you heard anything yet? Dasos has already expressed his dissatisfaction with us. ”

It is true to say that they are mad dogs. When prophetic spells cannot be as developed as in ancient times, their goals have become “heroes and historic figures of the future” and have been extended to “heroes and big figures”. Any high-ranking person and they have to work together with courage, not to say when is the knife behind them.

“As you know, the Church of the True God belongs to the realm of God, and human prophecy is greatly discounted, and our probes are in a bit of trouble. ”

“Hmm?”

“We sent several Druids that could turn into crows..."

In the church, Casio was napping under the trees, but a migratory bird in the air passed through the sky, a long line of gold broke through the sky, and the geese fell in response, and several knights rushed over to pick it up, giving it a white taste of wild that could serve the evening meal.

“I don't know what Brother Roland asked me to do to intercept all the birds, but I guess I can exercise the arrow technique. ”

“... all the crows were shot down by the shooter, and if they weren't running fast, I'm afraid they'd all be dinner. ”

“Looks like we're on guard, our scouts? Our bandit master now. ”

“It was blown to the sky, and the yard was full of sperm lightning, serial bombs and alarm robots, more secure than the sperm bank, and we suspected that there were at least four or five engineers permanently stationed in the church. ”

Under the corner of the courtyard, Green was doing something, but when he just halved it, he put his ears up, and then he twisted the basket and ran, and someone came after him.

“Damn Green, how many times have you been laying mines everywhere? Engineering products are dangerous. You can't just throw them away. What if they blow up on passers-by? Even if it doesn't blow up, it won't blow up to flowers and grass! You see how many times we've built walls and yard walls in the last few days, yesterday I saw a mason, and he asked me if I wanted to get a monthly ticket. You said that if my church of the god of law were to become the church of the god of explosion, the insomniac would not kill me with thunder. Hey, listen to me, don't run away. ”

Valt!), following the magic spell of Coruscant, characteristic..... well, as you should see, very nagging, but seemingly silent Green's natural enemies, so I did not hesitate to give him the task of guarding the explosionist.

“Our spy master Phoenix? He could easily disguise himself as a believer and, in his experience, fool the saint who seemed to be wandering around the door, in fact, watching. ”

“She...”

The Phoenix called the Thousand Faces, especially good at disguising himself as a woman of all kinds, and this time, his lady in disguise was very successful and close to her primary target, Princess Rainey, just.....

“Guilty strike!” With delicacy, it was a silver sword flashing with a silver light, turning and flying obliquely.

“Hip, accidentally let go.” Even if Renee tries to pretend to be cute, she can't hide the fact that she turned her sword into a flying sword.

Kelly shook her head helplessly. Although Renee progressed quickly after rehabilitating the Knight of Justice, even though Roland's teaching was clearly quite prescriptive, her swordsmanship talent, long overdue, sucked. At least for a short time, swordsmanship still sucked, making it impossible to see straight.

Looking in the direction of the sword, she panicked when she saw Roland's sword stuck between the thighs of a noble woman.

“Reverend, come on, there's a wounded man..... hmm? Men, spies? Knights, let's call the coffin shop first. ”

Rum's eyes, as chairman of the Astronomical Tower Oran branch, dared not believe that his best detective had been exposed so inexplicably.

“It feels strange to be near that church, whether it is the Church of the God of Law or the Church of the God of Bad Luck! ”

“Damn it! By the way, our master of diving? Dickie the Shadowwalker? There's never been a place where he can't go. What's wrong with him? He's not an opponent to be defeated by bad luck. ”

“He...”

The Shadowwalker Dickia, very famous in some areas, is said to have stolen Blue Dragon's treasure without a treasure trove that he could not access. He took a lot of effort from Lum's eyes to invite him to the club.

He was a silver-class thief himself, but he was a legendary treasure.

[Sewer Cloak, Legendary: The wearer turns into a mouse and gains 95% physical immunity]

It is with this treasure that he can infiltrate the treasure trove of any kingdom at will, and even if he encounters super powerful enemies who see through his deformation, he can escape with almost physical immunity.

“Which adult's last newsletter was‘ How could there be a cat with magic!! ’. ”

The Church of the Gods of Law had come to dinner, and when a cat jumped on the table, I picked it up and threw it aside.

“Go on, play along, who knows if you ate dead rats and cockroaches,”

“Son of a bitch, I'm not a real cat, and even if I'm a real cat, I serve big fish every day, and even if I catch mice, I just play with my prey, how can I eat them? Well, there was a baby that I was going to show you, but I don't know how to be nice. Forget it. ”

“What treasure?” When I heard the treasure, I immediately moved.

“Oh, a deformation cloak, perfect for you, why don't you try it on? ”

“Oh, when I'm stupid, good stuff you'll give me, it's definitely a curse, a mouse or a squirrel, it's not Slime... look at this, I guess I'm right, you fucking cat, dinner's gone, go eat a mouse! ”

At the same time, in the courtyard, a small, wounded figure is struggling in the grass.

“Damn, what a horrible Megatron, he can still fight, and he almost died in his hands. Cough, luckily it took the cloak and left, cough, spit blood again, looks like it's not a minor injury, can't walk through the walls and the front door. Then take the sewer. ”

He struggled to open the sewer entrance and forced himself into it, but found that someone had already waited for him in the sewer.

“How could there be anyone here, if they were traveling with us? Please make way....... wait, not real people, the goblins blow themselves up!! How dare you race the sewers! Who's so bored? ”

“Boom!!” “Boom!! ”

Apparently, there was a lot of explosives this time, and the whole house was shaking, and when my gaze went to the table, Green got up and reported immediately.

“Reports, Case Your instructions have thrown all unstable explosives into the sewer for disposal. ”

“Sewer? Oh, who's the thief so unlucky. It's okay, Green. You're doing great. Keep up the good work. ”

[Ding, Congratulations on your Plague God Optical Circle Hazard to the 100th goal, upgrade to Broomstick Optical Circle, increase the Optical Circle effect by 50%, and start the scourge with your enemies as a priority. A hundred of them, a thousand are still far away, please try again. That kid's a wretch, but you'd better go talk to him. He's got an old friend. At this time, the system doesn't want to run out lonely.

And when I got to the explosion site, I found the familiar astrologer's crest, and naturally knew that I had met an old friend again, and I was in flames.

“Crazy Dog, this thing sees one, and there's a nest, Kelly, and I'm leaving it to you, Diana, Coros, come with me, and we'll hunt Crazy Dog. ”