The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

"It's only 50: 00? Hey, what a shame. ”

Thanks to the active help of a mercenary regiment, I earned only 50 justice points in this "find the mole” incident, which provided proof of fingerprints.

Instead, the two guys confessed decisively, one said that he was obsessed with gambling and tempted for a moment, and the other said that he was somehow confused by a witch, and his mind. This evidence was useless, so he took all the blame.

And I did not hesitate to impose a memory-extraction ban on them, while leaving their brains empty for a few weeks, but there was nothing else worth mentioning. Dean, a rookie spirit magician, did believe that he was controlled by the banning technique of a spiritual system and became the servant of that possible witch.

Whatever his testimony and fingerprints proved that he wrote the letter, but I don't think it's right. After all, he can't explain how he got this high-ranking intelligence, just infer the rumors he listened to.

“Rumor? Indeed, there have been many such rumours, and there have been rumours that the God of Nature is about to come. Can you be serious? ”

Now that the investigation has been carried out, the clues have been cut off. After all, there have been no serious consequences. In the end, only the denial of the covenant brave status of the two men can be punished. All that can be done is probably more precautionary.

But some things give me doubts. After all, sometimes it is not necessarily true to extract the memories of the living. Especially when the opponent is a dead spirit, after all, some dead magic itself can modify the memories and knowledge.

“Raise the level of defense in the camp to allow demonized plants to monitor important sites and supervise the following key figures...”

So, even if I didn't say anything clearly, secretly I did a lot of prevention and vigilance.

Two days is not long, not short, but precious in a battlefield where minutes and seconds must be fought.

Perhaps it was the traitors who really were the two boys, or the real masterminds who kept their actions under control, who did not show any signs of intelligence leakage in the last two days, nor did they encounter any new correspondence… I have replaced all the spiritual patrols around me with my people, and unless they had a safer way, the last correspondence would still be in my hands, and if they had a faster and more convenient means of communication, they would not have sent a letter before.

And the other thing that seems to prove that everything is going to be calm is that the Great Soul dispatched large legions did not appear in these two days, which seems to indicate that the Souls did not find any signs, and undoubtedly the best news.

At midnight the next day, that magical pattern that suddenly flashed through the night sky was a communication that gathered all adventurers for an emergency gathering, to this point, the cover was pointless, it was about to be discovered anyway, let's focus on all the forces ready to face the battle.

But the adventurers who went out hunting returned to the camp and were worried that they had gone to the wrong place, after all, it had changed too much.

In fairy tales, there are elves who can build a cabin overnight, and in reality, the elves can use the power of the forest to build strong protections, while the elves are architects far beyond the elves, who, under the protection of their mothers, can distort the revision of reality.

The old century-old tree in the heart of the camp has taken off its housing disguise and the withered bark is scattered with the wind, which is the giant root stem that comes out of the ground.

It is the most powerful extension of the Dream Forest through the sky, and this ugly and tall rootstock has been spread throughout the camp by its tentacles, with countless green luminosities spilling from its roots, while the woods bathe in the luminosity, becoming more spiritual and giving the plants endless nourishment.

Within two days, they dug a tenth-metre pit out of a small shovel made of common sky wood and buried it in two stones, which was the ritual of worship of the earth.

Next, sprinkle the seeds from the Forest of Dreams, pray for ten seconds, sincerely thank your mother for the gift, then pour down the rainwater filled with silver cans, bearing in mind the gift and majesty of nature, the three are ready, which represents the completion of this ritual, that rich natural essence, will allow that little seed to turn into a tall tree or dangerous demonized plant in three minutes.

“Digging a pit, burying seeds, watering, waiting for three minutes... why three minutes, I think of noodles, isn't this all fast-food seeds? ”

When I asked, Samantha pretended not to hear, but there appeared a mysterious rosacea on her cheek, and Rosa was happy to tell me.

“Well, you're right, there's no need for any ceremony, just bury it and sprinkle it, the goddess herself doesn't like the cumbersome ceremony, and she never cheats on us, but Sister Samantha says it won't work, and it will make people look down on us. So make every step a little more complicated and add meaning. ”

Well, many new religions, I'm afraid, have tormented themselves in this way, and at the end of the day, ritual procedures and demands have been constantly added to show solemnity, and the last generation passed on, annoying themselves.

“Little Samantha, when a generation passes on, or passes from high to grassroots, the ritual will change. You don't even recognize it. If you cut off a part of it, the faithful won't admit it. Perhaps there will be a religious war. You're looking for trouble... you're looking for death! ”

Samantha nodded painfully, and she found out, but the problem was that religious ceremonies had been promulgated and it was not easy to change them now.

Cough, not to mention that even Emila will be tormented by her own religious rituals in the future. In short, the nascent camp is now fully evolving.

Although the power of Dream Forest is transmitted through the roots of the sky and wood through a lot of loss, so far away, it can be transmitted to a maximum of only one or two layers, but the power of Dream Forest itself is almost infinite, there is currently no loss of the headquarters, completely defeated, originally the most dangerous but can be cut off the rootstock, but this most dangerous early period has passed, the rootstock has grown enough, it is difficult to cut.

So, with the help of that endless natural essence, the ancient trees and demonized plants of war rose wildly, and the temporary building of log guardrails grew more than tenfold, turning into solid walls more than ten meters high, and they were drawing nutrients from the earth's newly-growing roots, which was probably more desperate than indestructible walls that could be repaired on their own.

A tall war ancient tree is huge, but their eyes are all blind. Without the care of the Mother God and too short a period of growth, they are just premature babies with short lifespans, but they have lost enough intelligence and growth potential in exchange for the highest strength and battle instincts born of war. Under the command of the spirits, they will be fearless and unwavering.

And if those ancient trees were the best guards, those demonized plants were the finely designed war machines, and a huge pea archer looked up at the key points of the city wall, and they were all three or four meters tall, half a meter in diameter, and approaching them, they would find a hidden prayer.

“Praise the Holy Light!” “In the light of holiness, all evil will be purified.” “In the name of the Holy Light, purifying fire from heaven for the wicked. ”

Well, these Holy Light Archers are praying for Holy Light, and their roots and warehouses are already filled with Holy Light Pools, and since my experiments have proven that even demons can summon Holy Light, then plants can of course do it, and of course, the slightest side effect is that when other Holy Knights and Holy Light priests see this scene, it looks like three faces of destruction.

Unfortunately, those things in the north have probably spread, and no one has argued for the faith, otherwise I could try to use the new research to slap the face, maybe create a few more examples of the breakdown of faith and continue to fight the prestige of the Cathedral Church.

Holy Light shooter is just one of the demonized plant army. Take this fourth generation of pea shooter, which has evolved "Holy Light Library” and "Overload Operation” as an example. Demonized plants have evolved a lot and we are beginning to prepare a lot of “surprises” for the dead.

And when everything was well prepared, Samantha softened the seeds of the Forest of Dreams and recited the final hymn when the core of the rootstock was lost.

“Wake up, my sister. ”

Yes, sisters, during these two days of adjustment, the humble Kyle of the Three Virtues has merged with that seed, and as the seed awakens, Kyle's consciousness will merge with this forest, transforming it into an ubiquitous cluster will.

And when that wooded, clear face opened its eyes, the light green light lit up the whole world.

The whole world began to change, and the roots of that shade had to begin with the new incarnation of the great tree, the new green divine light, and all natural life felt unknown kindness and nourishment.

And the air is already filled with light green glow, a lot of natural essence sprouts the seeds, the world's order begins to distort, and the new Forest of Dreams begins to grow.

Kiel, who was already capable of transforming the forest, also became the commander-in-chief of the fortress and the new owner of the land.

“All adventurers and covenant warriors, our goal is to expand the realm of the Forest of Dreams, and soon those dead will come to stop us, as long as we persevere for some time to mature the Forest of New Dreams, we will be victorious in the end, and all participants will receive a great deal of gifts and the friendship of the Woodlings. ”

It is also time to state the goal of this task. At this point, the army of the Sovereign King will soon arrive. It is also too late to disembark. Although this is a little shameless and pit man, it is indeed a good way to assemble the greatest strength.

“Every adventurer who kills a high-ranking dead spirit receives an extra 100 points and a free amputation service. And our friendship can also be exchanged for a non-sale. ”

Now that adventurers are fighting for the good, let's bait them for the real good.

And on the other side, it penetrates through the clouds, the endless spectacle of life that not only the spirits of Essolieves can see, but I'm afraid even the towers of the clouds at the end of the ocean can see.

Among the walls of Essolivis, Davide, who was talking to the guest master, stood up, and the green light of the day was emitting a star-like light, and suddenly the ears were ringing with the same outrage as the Great Souls.

“Dave! If you let these green things grow further, you will regret forever that your soul will become a fragment, and I will make you cry until the end of the world...”

Dead Emperors don't have a good temper. When they were desperate, they gave death orders to their agents the first time, and if they failed, they would come forward.

And beside him, two distinguished guests rarely show surprise.

“Natural will? Is it the new god of nature? ”

“No, higher than the God of Nature, this is the threat of the Creator, reminding me of that crazy woman and her sister... this is a threat, a threat to our entire family! It must be eliminated as soon as possible. ”

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The Undead have always looked down on the Woodlings. After all, there are too many coincidental factors in their emergence: their creator, Emila, may not be able to defeat any Undead King under normal circumstances.

This arrogance stems from the background, similar to the old nobility, to the disdain of the lucky rich man who accidentally bought the lottery, from the seniority of the immortals who are accustomed to passing the eye meteor, in their eyes, the wood spirits are not yet a threat, really the enemy is only the giant dragon and the magician, the immortals always treat the immortals who have gone through the same time test equally.

In their minds, the troubled Woodlings were not great trouble. After all, even if they were invincible in the forest of dreams, the forest could not move without saying it. When the Great Sovereign Emperors arrived, the so-called invincibility became a joke, so they even had covert compromises and concessions with the Woodlings.

In the strategy of the Undead Emperors, the most important thing now is to strike down Bayer, if the seal can be unveiled, it would be better to have the help of that big alliance in the future.

As for the vicinity of Port Victoria occupied by the Woodlings, give it to them, even if someone raids the Dead Spirit through here... let them raid!

Anyway, the small power does not deserve to be surrounded by a large army. If the army of a certain country invades through it, it is impossible for the forest to move to the core area of the dead spirit in the face of the natural disaster of astronomical numbers. The dead have enough strategic deployment time.

Yes, all the strategic starting points for the dead are a basic common sense - forests don't move.

But now she's moving!

Perhaps the newly occupied forests will not be very large, but as long as one seed is sown, a large area is expanded together, the land of the dead is eroded one by one, and both the eastern and western fronts are threatened by a positive battlefield level, the enemy on both sides is desperate and the entire strategy is likely to collapse.

“How can that be! Get rid of those damn weeds and little things! ”

The entire kingdom of the dead has moved, and countless high-ranking spirits have begun to organize their own legions, a war that determines who belongs here, a war on a scale that exceeds expectations.

And I've been waiting for a long time.

“The sorrow of frost… the cold calamity is starving! It's craving more souls. ”

With an ice-crystallized, pitch-black sword in their hands, endless armies of dead spirits gathered behind me, the dead would never have thought that there was a kind of soul here who was eager to harvest it.

“I'm not hungry. I just had two bottles of milk meow this morning.” Dead cats pretend to be selling naturally.....

“... that's how you like to tear down my station? Can't you pretend to be happy? ”