The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

No one would have expected that, just after the end of the Orc War in the North, so much would have happened in the spring of the new year, and the ensuing succession of events was doomed to change the situation in the world in the long term and effectively.

When did these changes start? Is it when the sudden arrival of the Great Soul of the Dead has sacrificed everything to allow the invasion of the dead to go unhindered?

Did Emila come to Port Victoria accidentally and accidentally create the Woodlings?

Or is it time for Roland and Ayer, who came here to unite the gods, to make a declaration that will shock the world?

At the moment, I'm afraid no one can predict such a distant future. The most important thing at the moment is that the six black columns of light in the distant heavens emit a light that attracts the soul. When Esso opens the door to all of you with his life, countless dead people come out of the door silently, and the most terrible natural disaster of the dead has arrived.

Outside the light gate, the pitch-black battle flag flies with the wind, the skeleton battle is soon a knight of a black robe, the corpse of the skeleton witches in groups, the skeleton magicians in clusters into the sea, floating in the hundreds of witches, the proportion and size of this practitioner is far beyond the normal Legion of the Dead.

They were not at all anxious, but rather self-absorbed troops who had arrived.

The destination spirit can no longer see the border, the elite accumulation of six centuries will continue to arrive, new supporters will arrive, countless high-ranking dead spirits I know and don't recognize will enter, many huge beasts are amazing, just action can bring earthquakes.

“Seems like you can't fight... ”

Although our strength is absolutely not low, with two warships and a wooden spirit and dozens of dragons, it is enough to strike a small country, but there is no chance of victory in the face of the ever-sought-after high-end spirit.

“If my Red Hound were here, if I could use 'Never Fall Diffund’, it would turn out..."

“Still can't fight, look at the number of witches! That's a complete regiment! If your Red Hound is any better, it will be an army, opposite the Reich of the Dead, or the Six Kingdoms. Unless you come up with a full-blown Everlasting Legion, there may be a fight. No, because there are too many factions within the Everlasting Legion, the other party is much more integrated, there are many witches like dogs, and the epic walks, and most of them still can't fight. ”

Well, the dead cat did engrave the puke in her instincts, but everyone here knew that she was right and that the opponent was far more powerful than expected.

When the ancient kingdom of the dead is restored, when they choose to return to the Lord, such an adversary is no longer a man, a legion can handle, and its adversary is necessarily the whole world.

But…… I'm watching!

“What are you looking at me for? Didn't you not know that the incarnation of the True God can only achieve semi-god power in the Lord's place? What a demigod can do on this occasion. ”

Although I don't know why Ayer sent a split body here, it's obvious that the scroll in his waist is not a mortal thing, so I don't know if I can change the game, and...

“The demigod? The demigod can defeat a powerful storm lady in one stroke? You're lying! ”

Well, although no one dares to say it, the faces of the people who came with him have obviously put suspicious faces on their faces, and the expression is obvious.

“Cough, that's the basic rule, and I'm going to follow it. Little Angie was more scared away by me than by me. ”

If the old man wants to explain, he'll be very honored. What else can he say?

But in my eyes, it seemed like something was wrong with Ayer's expression when he came here.

He looked at the final disappearance of Esso, where there was the last skull left by the Undead Emperor. Ayer's expression was complex, seemed to be remembering something, seemed to be hesitating to do something again, and eventually turned into a helpless sigh and did nothing.

And if other people presume that he is also worried about the natural disaster of the dead, and I just got Esso's memory, I know that the original magical knowledge of the dead of the black will comes somehow. Legend is either from the devil or from a true god, and if the latter is, I'm afraid, from the knee, and only from the big man in front of me.

What else was I going to say, Ayer looked through everything, just shook his head a little, and clapped his hands gently.

Then……

We were in a familiar forest surrounded by giant trees, and just for a moment, Ayer sent us back to the Forest of Dreams.

There are only slight noises of light winds blowing leaves around, and there are streams flowing not far away, but the dead outside the forest, the hustle and bustle in the distance seem to be in another world.

“Take it. ”

Take what Ayer threw at you, but it's half a skull, the only vestige of Esso in time.

“Since he gave you his inheritance. You take care of this, too, a little bit. At least it's a subartifact. Yin always has a lonely personality, most afraid of being forgotten, let him keep his reputation in a different way. ”

At this point, I'm afraid everyone knows that the reaper in front of them has something to do with those dead spirits, and Ayer himself has no hidden meaning, just slowly.

“Actually, Roland, I know he's gonna pick you. After all, you look too much like him. Don't rush to refute me. My words are well founded. Your personality is usually random, and it's exactly the same, saying that you'll go crazy as soon as you're touched or pushed to the limit. I ask, like, if you were in his position, would you choose to be as crazy as he is and make the same choice? ”

“Of course I won't..... will I? ”

Well, I have to admit, if I were really in his environment, I'd probably be even crazier.

“… more importantly, you both look realistic, you're actually idealists who believe in dreams, and you have the power to turn dreams that others dare not believe into reality. You think he doesn't know what you're doing up north? He has recognized you, and now that he has chosen you at the end, accept his gift. ”

I nodded silently, putting away half the skull that had been transformed into a mercury-like material, and the more precious legacy was already in my mind, and no one could steal it.

In retrospect, I was afraid.

After all, in a way, if I hadn't proactively provoked Ayer, hadn't stepped on the brakes, I'd really succeeded in building the kingdom of the dead, and I'm afraid I'd end up like Esso.

“But what about the dead outside? ”

While it is unclear who this seemingly powerful young man is and why the atmosphere suddenly becomes so dull, Little Rosa only cares if her home is threatened when everyone else is in a strange silence.

“Dead spirit? What does that have to do with you? Can you stop it? Are the little guys going to fight those guys? ”

Looking at the little guy in front of you, Ayer was very interested, after all, after all, after all these years, Ash rarely had another new species, and the world became more lively.

“Of course it matters, if they attack the forest with a curse again... ”

Well, Little Rosa blushed immediately, and where did Emila get the knowledge and heritage from her, just to think about it, she knew that the question was unnecessary.

Due to the insufficient tide of elements, the Undead Emperors will not be able to arrive for quite some time if they do not want to repeat the mistake of Esso.

And in today's army of the dead, even if the top magician can cast a curse, without such a level as Esso, it does not threaten the dream forest of the nearest lord, but most importantly...

“Dead spirits, there is no need to attack the Forest of Dreams..."

Yes, there is no need for the two sides to continue the war. The Undead Army will in any case lay down the Forest of Dreams in order to remove the stones linked to the cardholder's front, open the link to the blasphemy front, and allow the Undead Army to succeed.

Now, let alone blasphemy, the dimensional links of the six death scenes have been established, the intrusion passage of the dead remains unobstructed, why must they still defeat this forest of dreams, this choice is neither beneficial nor detrimental to the soldiers, obviously not by the wise.

If I were the Commander of the Dead, for example, I would ignore this spineless turtle directly, and it would not be enough to accomplish my next strategic goal.

Isn't it just a port that's turned into a dead port? The interior of the Bayer Empire is so vast that there are so many areas to choose from that can be completely ignored.

By that point, I had some memories of Esso, and I could almost understand their strategic goals.

Without him, it is merely a desire to regain the glory and rebuild the Republic of Tajikistan, but only the kingdom of the dead is not possible, and a country without new blood, even without external enemies, will decay rapidly.

“Tears of Casolan? Is the technology that turns 100 percent of the living into the intelligent dead still there? So the accumulated toxin is the primer of the drug? Damn, Esso's memories become crippled or even blank as soon as they relate to the layout of the dead. Senpai, you really think about it! ”

But since there are no ready-made answers, it is easy to guess what the next goal of the dead is.

I am afraid that the Great Sovereign Emperors have regarded the people of the Bayer Empire as their future nationals, with only one goal, forming a new hematopoietic mechanism that will bring the ancient republic back to the historical stage and give its own people the same right to live in the sun as all other races.

Once achieved, revenge on the elves, dragons, or simply crusade against the gods will be possible, unlike the relatively loose and unrestrained Siro, whose chances of victory will not be diminished with greater unity within the Republic.

Now that they are competing for living space and production, there is certainly no chance of evading the most fundamental conflicts of interest at a time when they are bound to clash with the countries around them.

But at this moment, at least I can't figure out how to let the great nobles and the enclosed nobles in Bayer give up their resistance and turn into good spirits. In the end, war and civil strife are inevitable. Suddenly, my task of “double dragon entanglement” became the task of “three serpents slaughter”.

Nature is a “double dragon” when only the kingdom of the Bayer Empire and the Mage contend, and when it joins the Undead Republic, it will naturally become a "triple serpent”, and we will certainly have to make our own choices and efforts.

Thinking a little bit, the final conclusion is the same as before. Although some sympathize with the Sovereign Republic, they are now the invaders of this position, and it is impossible to help them, but the ultimate goal of their efforts will inevitably cause the gods anxiety and fear. It is a path that has been historically proven destined to fail, how can I go back?

But it is also obviously extremely disturbing to wait so passively for the dead to make a decision.

“Roland, remember that report you gave me? I talked to you about it, and I thought it would work. Don't you think it would be an opportunity to do experiments right now? As long as the plan goes well, at least let the wood spirits be safe. Just because they are in a position, they seem doomed to a long war, and don't interfere too much to influence the future potential of this race. ”

Speaking of that plan, I was shocked, and it was huge, and it touched the interests of countless people and even God, and I was joking, and I didn't think Ayer had the guts to do it.

“So, what should we do? ”

Smiling, Ayer incarnate did not answer, but gently tore open the first scroll in his hand, the signature behind which belonged to the God of Destiny.

“Sign the painting and follow me, we declare...”