The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Elemental life, often a collection of unconscious foundational elements, seems to be the same as ordinary life, but in fact there is a huge gap. Low-order elemental organisms are neither emotional nor conscious, and the top elemental organisms are generally the same as ordinary life, not only emotional, intelligent, but even human morphology and fertility.

However, due to fundamental differences in physical structure, their deaths are merely the dissipation of the basic elements, which are often able to regroup on their own to return to the elemental bits, making it difficult for them to be really killed in non-elemental bits, but losing the power of the elements they use at will, and they cannot produce the strongest strength.

That is the instinctive gift of elemental life, and to make up for this defect, high-order elemental organisms are often very good at transforming the environment, the great swirls inside the deep sea, the storm towers at height, the lava purgatory in the volcano, the deep rock maze underground, are all their favorite environments, they can make this place unconscious into an artificial alien realm, and let them play the power of approximating the home field here.

At this time, this underground maze is no longer a simple artificial alien realm. Due to the success of the link of the bridge of the soil element position, he has gradually become part of the soil element position. The small soil elements of the sudden awakening consciousness are the most obvious proof. Here, they have gradually been transformed into the home of the soil element.

“Never fight a dead creature in the face of death, let alone a demon in the next, never fight an elemental creature in the face of an elemental, they will become ten times more difficult! ”

But I disagree.

“Home? Stupid piece of dirt, this is never your home! Roland the Sword. ”

In my whispering whisper, the silver sword shines a brighter glow, and I can feel it and I in general, angry at the residue.

“You reckless, unscheduled guests, really think this is a dirty world full of dust. Dust to dust, dust to dust, go back there! ”

The glow of the sword has reached a certain point, the pitch-black cave has been illuminated, and as I drank loudly, the silver sword plunged harshly into the ground, while the silver king responded to my call in the underworld and went to the entity.

Holy Sword Roland, a sovereign sword that carried countless years of age, was the first to wear the sword of the first generation of Lan King. He carried history beyond examination, but in this disastrous land, generations of kings held the holy sword and minced thorns, leading the knights to gain a living space for the people.

The sword of the king, the sword of the guardian, the sword of inheritance, with the sacrifice of successive ancestors and knights under his command, as this sword carries more and more intangibles and heavier, this sword, in addition to being hard and useless, has many new names.

The soul is power, evolving from a common weapon to a guardian sword. He gathers together the understanding of the kings of the generations - the ones who guard the kings, guard the people, guard the land, guard the home, guard the family.

The unyielding Lan made this undamaged Lan sword, and in my hands, accumulated enough of it to finally begin the next phase of sharp change.

I once wondered what nature it would be when it was converted into an artifact, but in fact, from the very beginning, there was no need to think about it, and his power was the only one from the very beginning —— the Guardian.

“The King is the Guardian, we were born here, we never left, and we will be buried here. And even if it turns into a dead bone ghost, we still guard it here. Really? My ancestors, who did not eat well. ”

“It's really useless to have an old man run off. ”

The illusory figure became substance in the silver light, the returning king went from the spirit to the substance, complaining that future generations of incompetent ancient kings did not hesitate to respond to the call from the bloodline, mounted the barbarian bull, raised the spear of war, and prepared to fight.

Atwood. Saint Lang, known as the Eagle of Grasso, AD234-AD298, coincided with a great year, calm for life, early regarded as a genius, more than fifty years called the Old Fool King, he also laughed hip-hop never angry, but at the age of 64, it coincided with the invasion of the Northern Barbarians, in the Plains of Grasso and its duel, the 17th of the Blood War, killing more than 100 enemy chiefs.

“I can't wait to be born thirty years early, but the old man will not die, but the silver hair will be born early, the body will be fatigued, and the enemy chief will be there, invasion by horseback, and my people will be oblivious. If I can't wait for the day when I return full of the enemy, the old man will never be willing to die! ”

The ancient king, Atwood, mastered the heavy loading of barbarian cattle, and behind him, several phantom veterans carried the coffin, while the word "death” on the coffin was distinguished.

That year, the old foolish king, who had not been liked, faced with dissuading his relatives, he lifted his coffin directly, but finally, this decade-long eagle filled the head of the enemy chief with this coffin, and won the reputation of Grasso's eagle.

He squinted and seemed to be waiting for something, but suddenly he lifted a dark spear and threw it out.

“Boom! ”

It was at that time that the enormous earth element lord stretched his head out, and the drum's jeweled eyes were filled with fierce killing intentions, and without waiting for him to do anything, a pitch-black spear slipped into the jewel's eyes quietly.

“Boom!”

Unobtrusive prophet's blow was completely defensible. After sharp spears were inserted, Erm Di Rokan realized that he had been attacked. Immediately thereafter, the sudden explosion of the spears directly shattered this stone's eyes. Just one blow, the mighty Erm Di Rokan went blind!

“Ahhh! Goddamn bugs! Who, who actually just hurt the great Erm Dillocken! ”

“Oops. Big guy, this is no place for you bastards to nest and eat an old shot! ”

The old general with his gaze finally opened his eyes, and the slaying intentions overflowed, as the old general fought,

The giant Taurus driver is a rare Fae, the dragon's skin is amazingly thick in tonnage, just over four meters tall, running like a wingless dragon, powerful.

At this point, its sharp collision angle had stepped onto the top of the maze, and the impact it brought was an earthquake wave, and with the impulse of riding, the old knight did not hesitate to shock the accumulation, and the long dragon gun glanced straight past the wound of the eyeball.

The pitch-black dragon horn shotgun plunged directly into the deep end of his head, causing an unprecedented headache crash that scared the hell out of his mind.

“Ahhh! ”

The screams of the earth's elemental gods echoed throughout the battlefield, and the feature areas began to quake violently, and all life was panicked by the earthquake.

The narrow topography of the maze restricted his agile figure, and he was proud that his super strong defense was worthless in the face of the ancient king, something he had not held back so much in thousands of years.

The more ancient being, the more desperate it is to find this terrain unsuitable for its own expansion, the more the earm turns away with the dignity of a god without elements.

“Shh, such a fierce old man. ”

Adam blew his whistle, and I had no idea the old man was going to make it to that level, which was completely out of his league.

“Hmm, descendants of the oil cavity slip. ”

After dropping this sentence, the Eagle of Grasso was revamped, and he had completed the call of Roland's Sword and returned to his dormant place.

And at this time, I, half-kneeling in sweat, merely summoned this ancient king to strike a blow, consuming a lot of me now.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. That big rock of yours will look us in the eye and he'll come back. ”

“Bullshit, I was afraid he wouldn't come. ”

Adam was stunned first, but when it came to fighting, his intelligence was not low, and he immediately understood.

“Are you saying he'll go after Margaret, bypass us? ”

“If I were him, I would definitely do it. What's the point of wasting time with the warriors who stayed behind? Must have rushed to the Element Gate. After cleaning up over there, the rear is fine, then just turn around and catch him. I think that rock-headed IQ should work better than yours. ”

Rumor has it that Adam's face flashed with rare anxiety, and the martial monk had the reputation of a magician killer. Even Margaret, when she encountered this monster, it was difficult to resist.

Earthly elements, which are incredibly thick and lifelike, injured beasts are insane and dangerous, and are now far more dangerous than ever before.

“Well, I can feel his power, but I don't have the kind of control that Green has, and if I had to drive the wall to chase it, ninety-nine percent would have collapsed. By the way, I can hear you. You call me stone-headed. ”

‘Cut, be sharp at this time. Don't worry, I got a plan. Just point it in the right direction. Grina, the wall is up to you. ”

“Isn't Grina following Margaret? Are you finally Alzheimer's.....“

“It's Green, not Grina! ”

Halfway through the words, it stopped. The familiar voice is wrong, but from the sound of it, you see a silver armor swimming between the truths.

“... even this unwieldy is completely imitated. All right, Grina, dig the wall. ”

“Not Grina, Green.

“I know your name is Green, Grina. Let's go. ”

“Not Grina! ”

“Okay, Grina. ”

“Grina! ”

“Well, Green... fuck, I was actually circumvented. Turns out it's not natural stupidity, it's natural darkness. ”

Adam on one side was already foolish, but at this point, Glenna, satisfied, ran off to start working on her own wall, and I was on my way, explaining a little bit to Adam.

[Artifact: Roland's Sword]

[Type: Two-handed sword, Attack: 100-100, never worn, limited to descendants of Lan.

[Unique: The eternal guardian of kings, the ancient souls of England have never used to leave this land. When you set foot in the North, as their successors and future generations, you can summon them to fight for you.

[The summons is divided into two types, the first is to summon a past king to strike you with all his might, the second is to summon the living Virtual Spirit, but regardless of the summons, the summoner is limited to the members of the royal family of Lan.

“Nearly 2,000 years of history, the gods have changed many, the nascent land of Lan has become an ancient country, countless epic battles, many powerful kings in the past, random summoning of none is too bad, which is that the 10 minute cooling, three times a day limit is too annoying, the expectation can be cancelled in further evolution. Another summons, when the royal family flourishes, is expected to be impressive, but now there are too few options, and there is generally no power, but this is the time to use it. ”

The difference between Green and the real one seems to be that the bomb is being planted fast and fast, and we are not slow, and in Adam's perception, we are almost in front of Earm.

In an empty cave, we stopped, spacious enough for a duel.

When I nodded, Grina's virtual soul dissipated and returned to the Holy Sword.

“And I, too, found a way to summon cheats. ”

In my mysterious laughter, this irregular summons absolutely exceeds the maximum function anticipated by the artifact.

“Look, don't blink..... fight for me, Twins, wake up, Roland, Cavins!” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start () voting for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile user please go to m. Read.)