The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

“Every day, the world before us changes. ”

This is undoubtedly the most appropriate note for the Forest of Dreams, except perhaps it would be more appropriate to replace “every day” with “every moment”.

Under the control of the will… Well, Emila is asleep, and it should be said that under my guidance, every moment, this forest is changing, the moment before or the forest trail, the next moment it becomes a deep pit.

Let's not talk about the army of the dead who attacked us. Even the own people of the Woodlings will get lost in their own forests.

Not to mention the gifted ability of the Son of the Forest to never get lost in the woods, which, as far as I know, is mostly back-to-back with the map Druids and Rangers playing X.

After all, human memory is limited. If it was a lake before bed last night, the next day I woke up and saw a prosperous city, I always felt that something was wrong to be normal, and I still remember the road strangely.

“ ……. Why is the market gone again? How did the Blue Elf 356 next door get to the tree? And, most importantly, why I'm in the lake! Ahhh, all my collectibles are soup. ”

It took the unlucky child more than half an hour to collect herself from the water, but it was not uncommon for her to suffer, and it was the unlucky bastard who was sent to the top of the cloud tree the next morning that was the worst.

With the talent of communicating trees, it's not hard to get down on your own, as long as it's not just a matter of height, but transporting those collectibles back and forth makes people want to die.

Collectibles? Shouldn't a freshman Wood Spirit have any family? Strangely, however, this nascent ethnicity appears to have other hobbies, like squirrels collecting useful and useless materials, such as seeds and fruits, spoils of war collected from the dead, and even subtleties such as the pelvis of witches and the tooth decay of corpses.

When it comes to collectibles of interest, they are totally devoid of the lightness of the fairies in the woods, as if the city were centrally fighting for discounted aunts, especially since the best treasures in their consciousness are outside the woods, and even the first thing to end the war with the dead is to compete for spoils.

“… this is a good thing, at least they have their own hobbies, which are manifestations of the self-reliance of intelligent creatures. ”

Though my heart says so, the subtle discomfort grows deeper and deeper when I look at the little Lolites with their naive, lovely smiles and show off their disgusting intestines to me.

“Forget it, Emila's family is too normal to be surprised. ”

[Speaking as if it had nothing to do with you, Father of the clan. By the way, do we need to promulgate you an unmaskable 'title of honor' - the father of Banero, so that everyone knows you're happy to be a father?

“Please don't. ”

Well, I surrendered immediately. This girl is too harsh. If she leaves the house with this title, doesn't it make people laugh off their teeth? This is pure intent to keep people from living.

Cough, to be honest, because the topography changes too quickly, the first thing that Wood Spirit wakes up every day is to use the ability of the mind to connect with fellow people, surrounding trees, download the latest topographical map, or you will definitely get lost outside.

With so much energy, these changes are naturally not meaningless; on the contrary, they are an evolutionary manifestation of the entire forest.

“What kind of opponent is the scariest? Fast? No, it's a hundred times worse than you. He's got a big body on one finger. You're stronger. Can an ant move an elephant? ”

In fact, if the dragon shrinks a hundredfold, it's just a little lizard that can erupt. If the Tita giant shrinks, it's just a big doll, but if you scale the scorpion, ant, and little strong to the size of the dragon, the giant power of the ant, the poison needle of the scorpion, and little strong's immortality, it's unmatched fear.

So to completely improve the defense of this forest, it only takes ten, a hundred, a thousand times to enlarge this forest, then, the various demonized plants of its derivatives will naturally be relatively enlarged and powerful.

In fact, it worked better than I expected, and it was 10 times bigger than me, and it was a cloud bomb or even a small nuclear bomb, and the rootstock vine, which was used only to trip, turned out to be a net of death that took everything away, and even those big fortified shells could evolve into Titan giants that covered the sky.

With a faceted will, it's so unreasonable, but it's not unlimited.

The facade rule wanton to distort the rules of its existence, so long as it leaves this independent facade, these excessively unconventional beings will lose the soil of survival, but in this forest, the facade will is the greatest, and her will will will will become real, false and unreasonable.

This is undoubtedly a defensive advantage, it seems that as long as time goes on, the gap between the two sides will grow. If I am the commander of the dead, I would never choose to let the will evolve, the sooner the better.

But perhaps my presence puts too much pressure on two old acquaintances on each other, maybe they don't have the experience, maybe they're simply lazy, and while probationary attacks continue, the real battle is late, and the way they respond seems to me to be too conservative.

There is obviously something unreasonable about this. Before, the will was still asleep, and the way to deal with it tends to be instinctive. Now that I am a dog leader, evolution is naturally targeted again. I should have pressed it all down a long time ago. Early showdown is the highest chance of winning.

Of course, too fast evolution also poses small problems, such as the unbalanced and uncontrolled appearance of too small a wood-spirited body operation reinforcing the shell, such as the daily adventure of finding a way home, after all, the wood-spirits who are already independent individuals are already a real race, it is impossible to change with the will of the mother, once the bird leaves the nest will not return.

But it also means that these spirits are the same intelligent race as humans and elves. As one of the rare newborn races in recent times, their potential for development is unlimited. Just a little assessment, when adult spirits are equipped with reinforced shells that can be used externally, they can play the silver class. This is a newborn silver race at the same level as the superior spirits. Emila is destined to be famous for her youth simply by creating a family of wood spirits.

“Unconsciously, Emila, you've done a terrible thing. ”

These days, in order to guide the evolution of the forest, I rested at the core of the lake.

Softly tidied Emila's scattered hair, seemingly pure sleeping princess still had no intention of awakening. The feeling of sleeping was completely free from the madness of the past. Instead, there was a rare fragility, like the white lily flower after the rain, with rain to beat pear blossom delicate, divided into pitiful pieces.

“It's kind of cute if you don't talk. ”

It gently clears the surrounding fallen leaves, but the eyes are attracted to a slightly restored, bloody face.

Ever since she fell asleep, her mouth has always smiled like a child. In the past, the dark circle with the corner of her eyes has disappeared without a trace. The abundant color of blood is the best makeup. In the past, the pale lips have become red and seductive. That pure sleep makes people feel calm, like an angel who cannot be blasphemed.

But even when I admire beautiful women, I think about the subject of the scenery.

“Looks like there's not enough sacrifice to wake you up. ”

The soul is the root of everything, just as the two supreme goddesses rejuvenate themselves by spiritual fragments in their turn. As a newborn faceted will, Emila also needs a lot of souls to make up for herself, and undoubtedly, the dead are the best choice.

“Write this down for me and I'll pay you back. ”

I gently bounced up the tip of my nose, but accidentally found my hands felt good, and then I snuck two pairs...

I was still moaning that this girl was such a bully, and Rosa contacted me urgently in a psychological link.

She told me that there was something wrong with the new wave of enemy forces outside the forest, that the scene had gone out of control unexpectedly, and I knew it was time to leave.

“Normally you're worth the pit, and I'll wake you up. ”

It's not an oath, it's not a promise, it's just what I'm about to do, that's my decision.

I just got up without realizing that the curve behind the sleeping beauty's mouth was slightly pulled open and seemed to be laughing.

Yet the falling leaves with the wind slowly fell, forming the handwriting of Juanxiu, and those flashing marks were the beauty of wiping shoulders with the wooden man.

“Use everything I have to pay you back, my dear Roland, and don't say no. ”

“Ifyoudonotleave, Iwillinlifeanddeath. ”

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The Forest of Dreams, which is the face of independence, is truly incomprehensible due to the existence of a faceted will, but it is not only the middle- and lower-order dead before it.

Fetland's credentials are not good enough to tell. Former First Consul Gricasio has enough credentials and strength. He touched the rules of the table, but he didn't want to tell them.

After all, Gricasio knows that if the situation is clear, knowing that this is a time-bound war in the hands of the opponent, it is probably time to strike ahead. If you do not want to defy the will of the Great Sovereign Emperors, you must not only confront that person, but your huge body is the best target, the chances of becoming flesh shield cannon ash are 99%.

Fighting each other's home field against that man? And challenging a nascent facade will? Gricassio is still self-aware, and he doesn't think he's had enough.

“It's not my business anyway, there's a tall top down in the sky. Dead Emperors don't do it, why should I beat people to death for profit? ”

The former First Regent, who had stepped foot on the door of the semigod class, had impeccable strength, but the Undead Emperors had misjudged his selfishness. If he could go to the next floor for 200 years, why risk his life for others? Griccasio was never a good man, not to mention a warrior of his own, or he would not have lived to this day.

So, the cunning Ancient Bone Dragon began to grind the foreigners, leaving Fetland's busy scorchhead to rot, but when his only companion finally couldn't help but plan to go into action himself, he stopped each other, quietly told them about the mysteries of the position, and then... the foreigners became two!

In a sense, the blasphemous Emperor Esau really picked the wrong person. Fetland and Gricasio were both good, but if they really had some responsibility, they dared to fight. Together, the two have plots and power. How can they mix this up when they can't do anything big?

Gricasio was born riding without suffering or humiliation. “Dogs are dogs, rides are fine, everything is fine as long as he can live" is his rhetoric of dragon life. It is basically unrealistic for him to work so hard. Especially if the Great Souls of the Dead have already given him the reward he wants, he doesn't want to work so hard.

“ ……. Live and I'll have a day in the demigod! You want me to fight that guy? No way. ”

But watching the situation get worse and worse, the two spiritual monarchs that cost so much money are not in the state, the Forest of Dreams is getting stronger and some people finally can't watch.

Suddenly, when another wave was not so much a reconnaissance as a death squad to send a human head away, the black light column representing the surface suddenly and violently earthquake, the whole area began to shake wildly, the clouds rallied wildly, the earthquake was so strong that the earth broke, the little man's spirit was directly buried alive, the pilots fled everywhere, even the strong skeletal giants were searched everywhere for shelter.

And then... the black light column that covered the sky disappeared. Yes, it disappeared. Although there were some traces, the link on that side was obviously broken.

All that remained was the skeleton of Whitesen. When the fire of the green soul was lit up again, the whole world was discolored, the spectre of fear fled, and countless corpses crawled to the surface by themselves. In the dark night, the dead were singing and dancing, because the undead emperor had finally arrived!

“Esso the Great!! ”

The two bosses who hurried to report to their superiors, but Esso didn't look and ignored them. Obviously, the wars between the two men could not be concealed from him. Even if he did not intend to turn his face, his heart was filled with anger.

Also, the price that Esso has already paid to come to this point is a great loss that will never be recovered.

“Only death is eternal. When the undead hold the earth, the ghost will become the new master of the world...”

The whispering voice echoed in this world, and all life began to recite its own eulogy, the Ghost End, as if it had seen the time of death and the immortal king had just arrived.

“Forbidden!! ”

And in the forest, the magic fluctuations of the curse level kept the atmosphere trembling, how could I not see it?

“Damn, worst result. ”

Now that the city pool cannot be overthrown, let the city be left in vain, as I did back then, and now it is clear that Esso intends to do so, a development that, although anticipated, must not be easily disposed of.

“As I said, I hate the Undead King who throws the curse at will. He throws the Killer everywhere with his immortality and changeable body. He can't fight it. It's just a table. It doesn't have any technical content! ”

“... don't you look in the mirror? Are you ashamed to say that? Do you know who's the most forbidden person in modern times? You're the bastard! ”

Worse and better at throwing up bad Heroise, throwing up is the main body, even the first line of waking up is throwing up bad.

“Is the holy hammer delicious? ”

“It's worse than your stinking shoes. ”

Rumor has it, I cover my face, so I shame myself.

“Ah, you sniffed, you changed. Didn't you lick it? I'm sorry, I forgot. Cats taste like licks. I should ask, how does it taste? ”

Dead cats should have jumped like thunder in the past, but now Heroise is not going to continue playing, and the vast curse fluctuations in the distance have caught all her attention.

“The Ghost Conclusion? Ultra Full Screen Death Curse? Known offensive top 10 curses, according to the current progress, hold curses for no more than 10 hours, are you confident to rush to him in time? ”

The question went out, and I laughed.

“This thing, don't fight a fight who knows. But the narrow road meets the brave wins, blocking me with all the junk? With all this awe-inspiring residue, can you stop me? A joke.”

In just a few minutes, the battle was almost over, when the armor of the ice and snow was dressed by me, and the silver glittering hammer fell in the air, and the dead dragon from the sky bowed its head and waited for me to mount it.

“By the way, Heroise? Since we are facing the Great Soul, shouldn't we say ‘For the Holy Light!’ at this time?,.. but why the disobedience is so heavy! Feels bad luck. ”

“Bullshit, that's when we were hit, and that's when you forced us to, what happened? ”

“It was a mistake to ask you. If you shake your morale in front of the army, I'll kill the cat in front of you! ”

“I don't think morale will shake. Look behind you. ”

Looking back, the spirits were also ready for war, the young girls entered into a huge fortified housing, the spirits' naive eyes were full of readiness to defend their country, mothers and homes were threatened, barriers to shelter had to be broken out in order to protect their homes, and the nascent spirits had prepared themselves for everything.

“For the forthemother! ”

“For my pine nuts! ”

“Bone combination! Witch ribs, skull soldier phalanges, hate skulls, nobody wants to take them away. ”

I shook my head helplessly, as if my parents could never understand my children's hobbies, these little guys I've never understood, but hesitated for a moment, and eventually, shouted this outpouring slogan with only the voice I heard.

“For... for Emila. ”

“Oh, I hear you, I'll talk to Emila.” I forgot, the hammer in my hand is the goddamn cat incarnate...

“Hmm! I heard that too.” Well, Gloria is now under my crotch... obviously just a normal statement of the handsome fact of riding a dragon, why is that so weird to say?

[I heard that, too.

Enough! What the fuck is wrong with you? It's too much to throw up all day, can you do something and learn someone else's system!

[Are you sure? Actually, I was also hesitating to convert into that infinite main god system, and erase it without completing the mission. Oh, the first mission, how about singling out Ayer?

“I apologize! Please don't!! What difference does it make to dying? ”

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!” Well, I can't even watch Gloria.