The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Those who have been to Port Victoria will never recognize the city that was prosperous.

The overlap has transformed it into a rare special space, part of the face of death and part of the face of the dominant, but not both.

From the personal arrival of the Emperor Esau, perhaps the face of death opposite is that of the very famous blasphemy, which is even scarier. Obviously, when the face settles successfully, the Legion of the Endless Dead enters the main position from that entrance.

But the goal of the dead was not achieved. When it was turned into the land of the dead, it was possible to transfer a large number of dead spirits from the face of death and gradually erode into its own territory. At least, the world rules of the face of death would make the city the new capital of death, countless dead people would crawl out of the tomb. Without the face of death at sunrise, it would be a paradise for the dead, and the elders of the dead could enter the main face from this entrance.

Though in a short period of time, the newborn Legion of the Dead may not be able to leave the area, when the Great Sovereign occupies the outpost area, the absolutely powerful Sovereign Sovereigns will no longer be afraid of any challenge, and the new Sovereign Natural Disaster is not far away. That is why the Church of the Holy See did not hesitate to wage jihad, but unfortunately their plans were somewhat wrong.

At this time, the port of Victoria and the surrounding harbour area were divided into two distinct areas, half of which were shady ghosts, which belonged to the deceased, on the other hand, lush green forests in the sun, trees rising wildly, shades of shade in the sky symbolizing endless vitality, and the unknown sun made the dead deeply abhorrent.

The forces of life and death collided with each other, the light green cloud fog and grey black death gas emitted by the forests in the air were fighting, the door to the death that should have been opened by the hard-boiled cardholder, this strange area began to fall out of control of the two major positions, the vanguards of the dead could not help coming from the death surface, but this forest full of magic is also evolving.

Near the entrance to the forest, two groups of men and horses are brutally killing each other, one of which is naturally the army of the dead, while the other is no longer just a group of immovable demonized plants, those “native inhabitants”, more like the original tribal ethnicity.

Just by looking at the shape, you can guess what life the absolute world has never had, most of them human shapes, and their seemingly thin limbs are surprisingly thick and powerful and can lift several times their weight at will.

Different heights, different shapes, giants from less than half a meter to more than a dozen meters, the common denominator is green leaf hair, bark chips on the skin, and thorns and demonic vines wrapped around the body like clothes. There seems to be obvious plant characteristics on the body.

If they were a little further away, the elegant figure and good clear face, as well as the healthy figure in the forest, would give them some similarity to the forest elves, but if they were closer to seeing their performance in the war, no one would regard them as a delicate and sensitive group of elves.

They fought in a way that was not rules-based, and by their physical instincts, they did more than barbarians, but made people sweaty, powerful and rogue.

Yes, rogue, the dead are more worried about their soul fire than extinguishing it, and their limbs are severely damaged. Although they will not die, their fighting power is also abandoned, but the battle goal of these plant life is actually to end.

Most of them also fought in clusters. At the forefront were relatively strong individuals. They had infinite physical strength. The vine veins behind them were as flexible as arms. The joints were randomly distorted in battle. On the other hand, it was difficult to predict. The infinite number of painless and powerful physical units had become difficult enough. They had also deviated from the more outrageous and immortal attributes of the dead.

Beheaded? Back off a little bit and it grew up, and the tall tree giants even beat it up, ripped off their right arm, threw it out and blew up a skull, and it wasn't over.

Those fragments were lit up in the green light and turned into a new wave of small tree people, and what the most fearful of the high-ranking dead was to destroy a strange creature like this once and for all, a green fire would suddenly escape from the remnants, and then enter a nearby sky tree, and in a little while, a new tree warrior would drill out the tree and join the war.

And this is not only a simple immortal, newborn plant warrior, often stronger than the previous head, better skill, can even learn the tactics of confronting the Death Knight, the Skull Warlord, the battle power increase by at least 20%, it seems nothing, but if the number of times of this rebirth accumulates in dozens, hundreds of times, I'm afraid it won't take long, there will even be sword saints here.

Restricted by the tide of elements and the will of the face, the truly high-ranking spiritual strong are not able to enter this position, and the low-ranking spiritual sea of the spiritual guardianship of the spirits, in turn, is further outweighed by the immortality of the other party.

And those woody creatures, what they have, they're not just tough fighters who don't fear life and death.

Those seemingly petite heads, who do not seem to have much energy, are actually more difficult to deal with, either manipulating natural energy to carry out all kinds of natural magic, gifted abilities, or attacking the demonized plants that manipulate those forests, just like their flesh-fighting tribes, who are also immortal.

The leader of the great army of the dead is almost desperate. At the beginning, these little things with green hair were weak and the sperm were weak. They could only tremble in despair under the cover of the forest, blindly wandering around to avoid the pursuit of the dead spirits. In less than a week, these strange lives across the street have evolved to be able to fight the great army of the dead in a positive war.

Yes, these plant lives are independent individuals with feelings and ideas, and even with the cultivation of these forests, they have evolved their own language, and in the near future they will be on the historical stage in the name of the "Wood Spirit" race.

“... we will never win this war if we fail to raze the forest. ”

Cairo the Death Knight concludes, basically in agreement with his colleagues, that without uprooting the forest, these strange woods will never be extinguished, but to enter the forest safely, these obstructed woods and demonized plants must first be eliminated, as if they had entered the cycle of death.

“It's like fighting a face to face will, with luck and infinite backup, and the less we fight. Look, our luck is getting worse. ”

In the distance, the durian ancient tree that threw the exploding fruit, throwing the fruit into the sky at will, but don't worry about blowing it up to one of its own people, a dead knight and a wooden spirit fight each other, deviating from the splashing fragment to turn the dead spirit into a horsehair nest, but clearly less than two meters apart, the wooden spirit side is undamaged.

If this is artificial, this blind, scattering ability is enough to crush any Pokémon shooter, and if this is just a coincidence, the chances of survivors going undamaged should be to buy lottery tickets. If such a lucky person keeps coming, and the bad luck is always the dead spirit, even idiots, should see something wrong.

Anrod the Corpse Witch is far older than the Great Witch. As Esso or the old man of the human era, he has experienced countless wars, and has had experience of superficial wars. His decisions are still very convincing.

Though delayed for physical reasons, it was only the top of a golden class, with experience and the wisdom accumulated over time, the great Esso trusted, and that is why, when the war was at an impasse, Esso, who had returned to blasphemy, sent him out to see the war.

“Positive will? How is that possible?”

Ashworld's face will would have fallen asleep long ago, so how could it not be here with them, and if it was the anger of Ashworld's face will, I'm afraid the entrance to this space would have been closed long ago.

Anrod did not answer, he just looked at the vibrant forest, and in his imagination, an invisible arm had covered himself, and the demonic presence was laughing in the shadows, laughing at the incompetence of the army of the dead.

“Damn it! How is that possible?”

Andro finally found out that it was wrong. The fire of the soul of the high-ranking dead spirit, which had just fallen, was not extinguished, but was surrounded by phosphorescence on the grass, gradually transformed. From the pale color of the ghost fire, a little green, the next moment, it was thrown into the trees, and from that raised piece, a new wooden spirit was being bred.

The fallen corpse of the dead was devoured by this forest and turned into the nutrients of the forest, while the soul of the dead entered the soul of the forest and became the newborn of the Woodling clan… the army of the dead, best at fighting and sustaining war, encountered the most troubled kind.

“No mistake, it's taking souls, it's a self-running turn, this forest is a new face will! Shit, we're in big trouble. ”

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Appendix: Extracted from the study of Victor the Great Mage in a Teaching: A Study of the Origin of Wood Spirits (AD1541).

... it is hard to believe that, while jihad was still raging, that cursed ground subsided, taking millions of lives while creating a new race, the Mullings.

Perhaps humankind today is accustomed to the hospitality and sincerity of wooden life, friendliness, diligence and love of peace, and they have always been regarded as representatives of tolerance and goodwill, and few people dislike this race, which is full of goodwill.

But few people know that this nascent race, from the moment it was born, faced with the fate of war and had evolved into war, and for quite some time after its birth it was even seen as an emotionless puppet of war.

What is most fascinating is that their creator is neither a god nor an immortal being of an exotic nature, much less an elf clan who sees herself as a magical god, but a common human magician.

Yes, don't doubt it, Emila. Milan, like you and I who are listening to me, is a magician who moves step by step from ordinary human beings to legendary epics.

Although there are many doubts afterwards as to how the lady did the miracle of the Creator, I am afraid it has been too long to prove that what I am offering here is probably the most likely and the most acceptable to the academic community.

First of all, we would like to mention that in the records of the kingdom of the Mage, her character is a little crazy... a little too radical to confirm that she has long transformed flesh into a demonized forest constructed by demonized plants, and her soul, into the will of this forest.

We cannot ask how this archmage of a millennium ago considered it, but the soul connection between the creation and the creator is obvious. From her lovely children, the insane, neurotic portrayal of the "Virgin of the Forest" in those legendary novels is obviously a crime of lawlessness, an exaggeration of art and the stigmatization of the hearted.

Without mentioning legendary stories that have been recognized by the world, we can easily speculate from the fact that she received a royal elite education at a young age and became an alternate Virgin of the Earth's Divinity (this was back then), who must have been a gentle, harmonious Virgin... I say this definitely not because I have a wooden wife, let alone because I fear that if I don't say something nice about praising this wooden mother, I will probably go home to sleep in the tree and not even my two half-blooded sons will call my father. (Downstage laughing)

Cough, to be honest, let's start with the tragedy that happened that night, oh, that was a rare tragedy in the world, and no wonder the demigod-like spirit was always considered taboo, they did it so hard, 30 years ready, just one second to start, that thriving commercial city was instantly transformed into a dead city without a living person.

When the “frontal settling” occurs, millions of lives are turned from life to death, dying resentment is transformed into a real curse, while the strange spatial structure belonging to both the dominant and the dying frontage makes those resentments and hatred all the more impenetrable, surrounded by that enclosed extradimension.

Ultimately, as the Lord of the Dead anticipates, this region will all become a world of death, and those grievances and curses will also become the foundations of a new place of death, but sometimes more than a mere coincidence, perhaps the only thing they did not expect, on that day, Emila. Milan happens to be in Port Victoria.

Although she is a semigodly being, she still has no resistance under the rules of position. At that time, she also undergoes a transformation from life to death, and the archmage often leaves behind a lot of backhand, such as a small organ that immediately turns into a witch after being killed. As mentioned earlier, Emila has transformed the whole person into a forest of magic, and she has transformed it from life to death into a forest of unconscious demonization.

At that time, there were no plants at the site of death bordering the dominant surface, and there were no death-plants in the rules. At that point, she became the BUG of the rules. She was both a collection of plants of the living and a deceased who conformed to the rules. In a short while, she became the only living person of this small site and the one who touched the divine domain, so inely gaining control of that new site.

Yes, it's a stand-alone bit, not a crossroads between two bits.

The result of the Port Victoria card between the death surface and the dominant surface is to form a relatively independent surface, and when the dominant will of this surface is chosen, the process of settlement of this surface is stopped, the search for the newborn surface instinct is strong enough to bear the will of the world, and the first will born in this surface becomes the only candidate, the preference for this being or the soul with the power of the demigod, naturally becomes the best choice.

With regard to the facade, and the reasoning behind this, you can refer to the Theory of Relativity in Space and Time, which is also the guide to the great Herois. "Eighteen Guidelines for Frontal Travel (Twenty-eighth Revision, Probably the Final Edition)" by Lan Dazhen's mentor, by the way, the latter's scholarly work is quite significant, but at least half of it is a compilation of legendary stories and Shijing novels, obviously the counterfeiting of the latter, the general revision sequence of more than twenty is authentic, everyone should be careful not to find the wrong one.

Well, normally, when this temporary world chose Emila as its master, Emila lost consciousness, and the forest of her flesh incarnation began to evolve instinctively, and countless grievances, too, had shelters to run to.

Face will has the absolute right to execute the souls of its inhabitants and is one of the basic rules studied by the Roland master, and between the yin and yang and the wrong, Emila, the Virgin of the Mother Forest, has accommodated those souls and begun to seek new reincarnation opportunities for them.

Positive will can create the life of the position, and only the creator can touch the true divine domain. It is the second basic rule of the position proposed by Master Roland. So, between the yin and the yang and the yin, the Virgin of the Forest takes human beings and elves as a template, and refers to her common tree human structure, evolving from demonized plants as blueprints, and derives the first generation of the original wood spirit by herself.

The faceted will consists of order and chaos. The most basic force of order is space and time. The most basic force of chaos is evolution. It is the third law summed up by the master. In the face of the power of the faceted will order, reversing space and time is not much of a problem. It is not impossible to complete the evolution of other millions of years of life in a short instant.

The threat of death, let the sensation of the Forest Mother's instinct of the crisis accelerate the evolution of the children, and at the same time, after obtaining the blessing of time and evolution, as the world's sweet woods evolved rapidly in that world, to evolve their own history, culture, heritage, and the long and long war with the Undead Army, sharpened the survivability and livelihood will of this new race, so that today's Wood Spirit Nation, which is longer than the conflict of war bias and kindness...

As for why the spirits are used to calling Master Roland "my father"... eh, class is over? Okay, so if you want to hear gossip, listen to the next breakdown.