The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

When the order for the emergency mobilization of the Great Dead Spirits was issued. Legions of the dead end their vacation, and if you look at the real world as a map, you may see countless black people gathering somewhere, in a canyon more than a hundred kilometres from where the Wood Spirit is stationed, and Legions of the Dead are gathering.

The cry of the dead spirits came and went, and the fluctuations of the souls formed a connection between the dead spiritual monarchs, who, while fearing the fury of the great emperors, watched Davy's disgrace with delight.

To return to the world that belonged to them, to recreate the creation of their own country, was a dream that every ancient spirit could not refuse, or that Esso could not refuse such temptations, and when the Great Souls of the Dead were restricted by the rules of position, that noble glory fell on the despicable demons.

Yes, Davide is Esso's proud doorman, but he is still a demon, a low-order ghost with a cockroach on his back, crawling on the ground, ugly and stinky.

Dead spirits are dignified. A huge part of the dead spirits are born of skeletal magicians, witches, witches and other high-ranking dead spirits. They have always regarded corpses as brainless lowlifes. They simply cannot bear to be climbed on their heads by a low-ranking demon.

The vast majority of the world of the dead are not as peaceful. The soul is the very essence of the dead, and the soul devours the supreme rule of weak predation. Their way of settling disputes is simple and crude but effective, which is to directly eliminate the opponent of the dispute.

Submissive? Death? This is the classic choice of the weak in the Undead World.

If the Undead Emperors hadn't forcibly forbidden the infighting of the Lord, no matter how strong Davi was, he would have been annoyed by the challenges of his fellow Undead Emperors to death, but now the Undead Emperors are happily discussing how to tear Davi's hind legs, make him rude in the first war, and then wait for others to save the war, and bring Davi down by virtue of his battle merit.

For Davide, of course, this is both a pressure and a threat, but also a momentum and a rare opportunity.

If Davide can prove his abilities in this war, with the support of the Undead King, he can stabilize himself as the president and become the first person below the Undead King.

This is what the airborne general has to face, especially when faced with the myriad of miscellaneous soldiers from all over the world.

This is the military's vice or diving rule, and in the face of the different collective actions of the Dead Kings, even the Dead Kings outside the facade can only acquiesce, of course, this time only, as long as Davy can prove his abilities, the other Dead Kings must at least maintain the most basic respect and obedience, Davy will sit perfectly in this position.

But I'm afraid the hardest part is that for the first time, or at least now, Davita is so angry at the procrastination of the Undead Kings.

“Master Kuroki said he had a tummy attack today, as if he was poisoned with food. ”

Without mentioning how the demon can eat, it's a skeleton. His liver, gallbladder, stomach and stomach are all gone. How can he be poisoned with food?

“He said his wife was about to give birth and looked forward to understanding. ”

Well, this headless knight actually has the ability to reproduce, and he has a wife, and he can still have a cub... if it wasn't for this particular structure or just bullshit, it would probably be some kind of romantic ethics movie.

“The Duke of Cami said the sun was too big today and he was a blood man who would get sunburned. ”

The Duke's blood tribe is afraid of the sun, which is probably the latest discovery of the year, but coming to the letter in the sun is actually a newborn rookie blood tribe, Duke Cami, are you waiting for Dave to throw up?

“Lord Gray Death said he had been found in his nest by a group of adventurers and was taking his treasure trove with him overnight. ”

The excuse of the Dead Lord has no sincerity, nor is it a disguise. He has made it clear that it is ugly for his new boss, and Davi, who has no steady position, can only abide by it. Now the Dead Lord has made it clear that he is required to prove his abilities. If he uses the name of the Dead Lord, he appears incompetent instead.

Without the absolute authority of the Great Sovereign Emperor, the relationship between the Dead Sovereign Emperors was relatively equal, making it difficult for anyone to go up. That year, the Everlasting Night Legion “died in battle”, and the Civil War broke out immediately, and there was no reason.

Nor is there a defect in not having a soul monarch to look after him, actively leaning in at this critical moment and delivering charcoal in the snow, but there is still a shortage of troops.

So he had to carry his own lineage, and when he remembered the two top fighters who had come to help him, he became confident.

And on the other side, someone... well, it's me, but it's impossible to think this far, it's just strange that the gathering of dead spirits wasn't as much as expected.

“Hey, can we do this? ”

And in the temporary gathering of the dead, I was dressed in a black cloak, surrounded by dark mist, trying to shape the wind of the evil rebel BOSS.

Yeah, I blended in, no difficulty blending in, so much so.

I had expected to encounter the formation of a complete Legion of the Dead, when I would probably only have that power as cannon ash and raid squad, but when raiding a dead witch lord, I was accidentally given the organizational chaos of the Legion of the Dead, and in response to this disaster, the current president is willing to accept the strange reality of as long as he is a dead spirit.

Then I brought in a couple of little skeleton soldiers, and then I found out that there was no job search at all, and I simply didn't hesitate to let all the troops throw in and hang on to the wizard lord who was under my control.

“I x, so many magicians of the dead, how many points is this, how many gold glitters I can exchange. ”

And my teammates... well, that's the bunch of pits, but they're also happy to look around at the spiritual sites.

My perfect spirit gift pack comes with the power of death. It is perceived by the spirit magician. It is definitely more like a spirit than a true spirit. Don't worry about being discovered, provided that those pits are not too outrageous...

“Would you like a drink? ”

“Is that okay, Red? Is this a tomato drink? ”

“Drink, you're funny. ”

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Well, it did spray. What a waste.

“What, a denture change? In fact, I have the gold teeth that I just pulled out here, it's just a little expensive...”

Can a priest of the Goddess of Fortune earn even the money of a dead man? I, X, actually have the light of a god, this act of selling dead people's dentures to zombies is sanctioned by the goddess of wealth? Is this the new way of wealth? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.

“Cheers! Argan, why are you losing another lap? ”

Sister Dwarf, the spirit is drunk and drunk enough to go crazy. You are not in front of Root, but a skeleton elf with only bones left. Can you not be skinny? Don't pour wine on the skeleton, it's all leaking out of my chin, too bad... Damn, why am I so stupid to disguise a corpse witch, now I can't even drink.

However, no wonder they are so happy. After all, we have just cut off a great lord of the dead. If you sell the spoils, you can still make a lot of money without counting the points of justice.

How did you do that? Just walked into the camp of that wretched skeleton general with a dead witch, set up a soundproofing junction, then raided him, chopped him up with a knife, that's all.

Just as Betty had not previously thought that there would be rape of the dead among the living, the vast majority of the dead would not have thought that there would be raids of the living among the dead.

And as long as the ordinary Lord of the Dead approached me, I had the certainty to take it down in ten seconds, and sign a mandatory contract to turn it into my reserve.

“We have attacked three Lords of the Dead in secret, so it's easy to get into trouble. ”

“It's all right, it's just a bunch of rookies who barely make it into the upper echelons, saying that the lords are still barely forced and have no influence at all, which is still early, and I'm going to dig some more cannon ash before the war breaks out. By the way, is Argan back? Any news? ”

“... no, from the beginning, I thought you made him unconscionable, and you know his thief craft...”

“Wait, didn't you tell him to go? That's what he said. ”

Well, it's my turn and Betty's eyes glare at each other, and it looks like this is a thick, honest savage, Argan, who doesn't lack cunning, but rather than this seemingly thick, honest guy who doesn't maliciously trick people, it's an experienced guy like me who accidentally flips a ditch.

“Boom!”

The sound of the impact outside gave us a little relief. After watching Little Flying Man Robin Hood (Roland Edition), the barbarian walked with a bounce. Over ten tents, more than thirty trees, a hundred pits were dug, and he went into a mud pit twice for help, but the most outrageous thing was that a hot spring actually burst out...

Cough, from the sound of that, at least the barbarian thief who succeeded in ignoring us is back alive, seems to have done a good job and is in a good mood.

“Brother Roland, I met two strong men who were stronger than me! I just lost my wrench with them. You're stronger than me. Let's go. ”

“Wrench? Strong guy? There are living people here?! ”