The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The entire hall was collapsing, high enough to allow the gravel to fall like a meteorite, smashing a pit, and the two confronted therein were blind to the threat at hand.

When the black light flashed, the giant vanished without a trace, and the next moment, I waved with my sword.

“Boo!“

Between the rubble tiles, the chopping and heavy punching hit each other, the spark was under fire, I was slammed into the earth, the sword's right arm was sore, the mouth of the tiger was bleeding directly, but the face showed a glimmer of joy.

“How dare you resist! ”

Yes, facing Ermderoken, being able to block his heavy punch has exceeded my expectations, which is beyond my expectations.

“‘If it stops, it's possible to win!’ Is that what you think? ”

The thunderous roar echoed in the temple, and the Lord of the Cruel Elements was exasperating his anger and laughing at my joy.

“I'll tell you what, back then, it was just a tenth of my power, and you're not going to be desperate! ”

Smell it, but I'm laughing louder. Try it? It's all different. My sword, it hasn't revealed its cards yet. It's obvious how disappointed I am, but I can't lose.

“Mouth cannon who wouldn't, just now, I'm a hundred percent power. Are you giving us a massage? ”

As the cold force of the sword's spread is slowly thawing, everything is expected, and before I get up, the storm rains again.

“Hoo.”

Erm Dillocken, breathing heavily, did not answer, trembled, stamped, and the next moment disappeared without a trace.

The enormous body showed incredible agility. The glittering phantom actually exceeded my fleshlight's ability to capture. With a flower in front of me, the giant arrived. The only thing that could be done was to wave the silver crystal sword out along the battle instinct.

The irresistible power came from the sword body, and the scenery in front of me was swiftly backwards, just for a moment, I was rammed to the ceiling that was soaring into the clouds.

“Cough!”

The impact behind my back made me spit blood, this blow made my gut hurt so badly, it seems that the power gap between us is too great, I am enough to match the physical strength of the giant before him is nothing, no wonder the tower giant is one in front of him.

The right arm has frozen, the ice sword frozen in my hand has not taken off, this time the blade intersects, still ends in my defeat, but I laughed.

Gravity pulled me down, and suddenly a pair of crystalline ice wings spread behind me.

“Ready, the other side's guard should be relaxed, so let him taste the poison of the world. ”

The young woman's voice in my ear seemed to remind me that I was not alone in the face of the enemy, but that the stones thrown below turned into a deadly epidemic rain.

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

The ceiling was smashed out of a big pit, and I, I, had started gliding in the meteor rain.

Diving, rolling, gliding, under the control of Heroise, Ermdi Rocken's rubble could not be killed, allowing me to concentrate on preparing for the next blow.

“Erm Dillocken! ”

Along with the roar, is the swordsmanship of the Cold Ice Fury Sword, which is a more straightforward challenge invitation.

And seeing that I actually glide, obviously intend to spell hard, but Erm Dillocken is fearless, how can he be afraid of surprises if he is such a good fighter in the melee?

However, a certain instinct of life seemed to remind it that the unclear hunch surrounded him and made him unconsciously look at the sword in his opponent's hand, the extraordinarily beautiful sword of ice.

It is a super long sword of nearly one meter and six. The sword body is made entirely of ice crystals. The wings of the handle of the sword are a pair of goddesses embracing each other. The sword blades are two intertwined blades of ice, crystal clear, in which the stars are blinking.

Obviously it is a delicate and gorgeous imitation of rare art, but looking at this sword, Erm Dillocken instinctively fears, an emotion he has long abandoned.

But then, as soon as he stomped his foot and inhaled, that unknown fear disappeared.

“The sword that affects your mind? So what! ”

The combination of the mind and body of Thousand Hammers allows this other super martial monk to ignore all negative emotions and always be able to exert 100% of his power in battle. If it is just a magic sword that affects his mind, it is scrap iron for him.

This time, with no intention of evading, Erm Dillocken intends to teach his opponent what is called strength.

Wings with ice-crystal wings fell, Erm Dillocken jumped hard over the sky, and under the command of the fighting instincts of both sides, the frost-covered sword and heavy fist still hit a piece.

As usual, I went to heaven again, and this time the ceiling was as tight as it was to make people want to cry, but I wiped the spit out of the blood with my sleeves, and I looked at my opponent laughing proudly.

Erm Dillocken was not injured, but above his right arm, there was a glittering blue, and then the silk blue suddenly began to spread.

The giant black giant took a look and found this spread trend, biting his teeth and waving his left arm's knife.

“Knock! ”

The whole right arm and the right shoulder fell together, turning into a whole block of ice, smashing to the ground, but nothing strange happened.

But Erm Di Rokan was not thwarted, broke limbs or anything. It was not once or twice in ancient times when he was dealing with strong enemies. Just take the earth element to regenerate, it doesn't hurt.

He was just shaded and made him very upset, so he looked at me angrily.

“Idiot, I only use useless tricks, I..."

His anger at me had turned into shock and disbelief.

“ ……. You, what have you done, why can't I be born again! That's impossible. "

“What have I done? I didn't do anything. It's just this ice sword of mine, it's not that easy. This is my strongest sword! ”

What is powerful, what is the world called the strongest? Any one of them grows up with such doubts, and with only the strongest understanding of its own, it goes a different way.

In the quest for a stronger path, nature evolution and the practice of the stronger are actually one thing, believing that strong protection is best, perhaps wearing heavy armor, perhaps growing a strong crust, thinking that high speed is the strongest thing that no one else can see clearly, maybe he will become an agile assassin, or simply grow wings and fast feet.

Real top beings, they can't replicate, they have a strong understanding that condenses them into their own path.

“Strong flesh, the best use of physical skills, can play the strongest punch. ”

Ermderoken was strong, he abandoned those gorgeous fancy elemental magic, put his heart and soul into the mastery of physical power, turned the power of all elements into a solid physical composition, increased the physical power that was already the top of the world, and then learned other "weak little life“ fighting skills, used his most practical gifted powers to evolve flesh fighting ability to the extreme.

To be honest, when I saw that heavy punch that smashed space, I knew that no one had the confidence to beat Ermderoken if he only played meatball, even if he was now traumatized, even if his strength was less than one-tenth of the full season.

Kensei? Ermdi Rockenborn's fighting experience and skill, far above the so-called human Kensei, has taught him over 10,000 years of combat experience to understand the myriad martial arts genres. Perhaps he lacks human creativity and is unable to come up with new ideas. He has lost to a certain genius in pure skill comparison, but with that divine body, he is still invincible in action.

But no matter how strong he is, it means nothing to me.

That is not arrogance, but a result of differences in understanding of power.

“The so-called powerful is nothing more than an indestructible sword (an irresistible attack power), indestructible shield (a strong defense against all attacks), and an inescapable and bizarre attack pattern (an extremely difficult attack pattern). ”

Perhaps because of the transcender's consciousness, my understanding is fundamentally at odds with the mainstream view of the world, so I never reject other little tributaries, and I try to master learning and integrate into my own system whenever it helps me.

If Earm Dillocken is a "one-size-fits-all" delegate, on the path of reinforcing his strengths, then my path, perhaps, is that of "Bodo”.

“Perhaps in one way or another I am not the opponent of the other, but I can find a combination of forces against each other from the power of the speckles, and attack each other's short boards with my own strengths. Is Ermderoken strong? True, but his attack was obviously too single, so a shield to restrain and defend the opponent's advantage, a ‘sword’ to split the opponent's sturdy defense, would suffice. I don't need to overwhelm my opponents at length, just beat them. ”

“The so-called power is just enough to defeat the opponent. ”

At this point, I have a magic sword in my hand that easily cuts open the other's defenses.

“Ice disaster! ”

This is a very dangerous magic sword, not even dangerous enough to dare use it in the main position.

Like the Gourd Seven brothers, its power derives from the Shadow, an unusually dangerous god, and I don't want to enjoy the siege of the gods.

And when it merged with Heroise, who had the ability to blade, I finally grabbed this terrible double-edged sword, its "cold flame of despair," and finally became my strength.

“Come on, Erm Dillocken, what happens when it gets cold? ”

The crystalline ice sword cuts through the bright light of the galaxy, and the arc-shaped sword strikes out, but it is the flame of kale.

This is not some kind of hybrid magic, it's pure cold agglomeration, it's the ability of the gods of ice to make them fear.

The opposite is absolutely true. When it gets cold to the extreme, the extreme air condenses into a flame form.

But just looking at the slow-burning ice fire, Ermderoken felt unable to breathe, as if the ice flame was still spreading on his arm and Reaper was wrapping around his back neck.

If I hadn't broken my arm before, I'm afraid my entire body would be frozen forever.

This is the curse of God on the world, the natural ability of the shadow to introduce everything into its own extreme low temperature (absolute zero degrees).

At such very temperatures, matter presents neither a liquid state nor a solid state, let alone a gas state, but aggregates into the only “superatom," which manifests itself as a single solid state.

It's stalled, rested, frozen, just existed.

At absolute zero, any energy should disappear, any consciousness falling asleep, merely being itself, as if time were frozen.

Ermderoken's arm certainly cannot be regenerated, his arm still exists conceptually, only frozen, just as no man can have three hands, he cannot destroy the arms of the past and never regenerate!

It is poison, the poison of a world that freezes everything, the poison of time that can stall the space-time order, the most basic rule of the world.

That's why I'm so afraid of Shadow, and I'm afraid if that guy sprays an ice flame directly at me, I'll be able to sleep straight to the end of the world.

This ice flame has no possibility of immunity, and I can use it, except that I have a stronger shield against the poison of the world.

If time is frozen, how can the world defend itself from them? Yes, there isn't, but there isn't necessarily a new world.

“Huh, it's really the coldest ice. My hands are freezing unconscious. Shit, shit. ”

Clearly it was a hot soil element, but I shouted cool air like in winter. On my arms, I had frozen the [coldest ice] from the new world.

The coldest, in fact, is not much different from the ice in the world, and when I define it as “the coldest ice in the world," then it is the frozen flame of God, and it cannot make the ice lower, then my hand is preserved.

Of course, there is no afterwards frostbite...

This is the privilege of the Creator, the indestructible armor I have prepared for myself.

Wrong? Should it be indestructible, not indestructible? Oh, soon, you'll see.

The cold sword that brought the calamity plunged into the ground, and the familiar frozen earth reappeared.

“Welcome to my world, Ermdi Rocken - Rin Winter Frozen Earth! ”

“You… you dare challenge the authority of the Creator. You're crazy! ”

His anger stopped. The cold ice suddenly covered each other and turned into the heavy armor of the cold ice, while the blue flame of the dangerous two-handed sword suddenly burned, turning it into a fireman.

“This is a nightmare adversary, and that kind of thing dares to wear on you. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * You are challenging the most basic order and rules of the world! ”

For the opponent in front of him, his ratings keep rising, but when he sees the scene in front of him, he knows that he is still underestimating the opponent, who simply cannot understand.

For the first time, Ermdirokan lost confidence in his opponents, from a meat man who looked down on himself to an opponent who threatened him, from a madman who challenged the sovereign limits of creation in front of him, he was probably completely insane. For the first time, Ermdirokan saw his future, and for the first time, he regretted having caused himself such trouble and such a dangerous enemy for several mortals.

And that little bit of remorse and fear, I in the cold armor, how could I have missed it, so I laughed with satisfaction.

The cold ice had covered the land, and when the long preparation period had passed, my winter land had arrived in the area, and the next moment, Ermdiroken had been pulled into the ice field, and this time, he could not escape.

“Ding, ding, ding! ”

With a crisp sound, the innumerable cold ice condensed into a giant sword of ice, a plain that had been transformed into a sword of sword, and then, when I inserted the sword of disaster into the hill, each blade of the ice sword was accompanied by that deadly blue cold flame.

I picked up a giant sword and the ice flame burned like a torch. I laughed with satisfaction. This time, it was my turn to launch an attack on Ermderoken.

“Erm Dilloken, the time for confession is over. So let's start the second round, you're dead and I'm alive the second round! I told you, it's time to settle everything! High god? Taste the vengeance of the mortals you see as ants! ”