The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Little leaching rain fell, but after tens of minutes it turned into pouring rain, a weather neither side of the defense wanted to encounter, but overall, the dead prevailed.

For the Siege Party, the likely reinforcements will arrive later, and the Siege's soldiers will be affected by heavy rains, but they will not have much impact in practice.

For the city guard, the weather is undoubtedly even more disgusting. If it were such heavy rain, the ordinary siege party should have taken a break for a while. After all, the weather is still a little cold. If it is after the rain, the heavy activity comes from sweat, a little cold, even the rightfully grown man cannot bear it, and it is completely possible to have a debilitating birth disease.

Even just the discomfort caused by the cold, lack of vision in the heavy rain severely affects the morale of the human side.

The most basic common sense of battlefield commanders is that they have to march or fight in the wet and heavy rain, otherwise not only will the battle force be severely discounted at the time, but the post-war handling will become very, very troublesome and the overall combat force will be greatly reduced.

The dead are much better off than the environmentally constrained ones.

Dead spirits will not get sick, and while they will hate the heavy rain that dampens their blades and affects their horizons, their actions will slow down, and they may not look for their flushed eyes and teeth in the gutters on the ground, but they will not be unable to fight because of the heavy rain.

“Damn, how long is it going to rain? ”

I'm not tired of the war being trapped, it doesn't matter to me, as long as the end result is acceptable.

The power of me and my men is limited, and I do not and do not intend to be a full-blown nanny. Since the covenant brave men are prepared to pay for the harvest, they are naturally prepared to die in battle, and I do not intend to interfere with anything more... In fact, it is impossible to interfere. After all, there are countless battlefields in the world, future wars gradually escalate, even demigods can be wholesaled after a certain period of time, if every point is taken into account, then there is no way to die tired.

Since it is to be hoped that these “sons of face” and “alternates" will grow quickly, rather than intervene too much, the truly powerful must come through life and death, and I do not intend to intervene in this war unless it is inevitable that it will all end.

And the reason why they're here is because Samantha commissioned them, and the reason why they do it is because they just want to do an experiment...

“Roland, do you know, it's ugly for a man to be arrogant...”

The mess of a dead cat was treated as a wind in my ear, I would not go to the initiative of a chick to be the babysitter of a hairy boy, what bothered me now was that the rain interrupted my experiment plan, which made me even more upset.

“… is there a way to disperse the rain fog? ”

“No, I'm not Big Druid. They're good at weather control. Don't you have a Storm Eagle? Let him try. ”

Although the answer was expected, it was disappointing.

As long as they are prepared, the magicians can do anything, but if they are prepared, at least I know that the magicians of the cloud tower have the ability to manipulate the weather around the city, but they must be assisted by facilities and the magician tower, and weather-related super-range spells are a large category of curses, but at least semi-majors and enough chanting time.

But Heroise is still just a golden magician (the magic pet can't surpass her master). Even if she has any means, she can't make it without basic strength, but rarely can I catch her pain, and I won't let her go.

“Cut, that's useless. You mean Storm Eagle? Without mentioning that he has already gone to the State of Bayer, even if he is, there is no way for a legendary Druid to take such a situation. ”

“Huh, it's not like you didn't have to drag me down. Well, let the war start early. ”

“Isn't that a premature baby? I also expect it to get enough soul nutrition in the war, veto! ”

“… you must also have the means to change the weather. ”

“Yes, turning a storm into a snowstorm is okay, maybe spring goose fur snow can still be on the headlines, but then what? Depends on who freezes to death first? I think that among all species, the spirits who do not eat or drink without pain will definitely win the survival contest. ”

Well, one cat at a time is staring at the other, and it's been established that there doesn't seem to be any way to reverse the situation.

“Boom!”

A sudden burst of thunderstorms broke out, but strangely, the origin was on the ground, and a burst of thunderstorms fired from the ground into the sky penetrated the clouds.

“Boom!”

After successive bursts, the lightning flashed, but then, after the distance shook, the clouds suddenly scattered, and everything went to calm.

This is obviously an unnatural result, but...

“Weird, isn't that the camp over here? A dead man expelled the clouds? They're looking for a way to die. ”

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Although it is the headquarters of the Undead Army, it is still only a temporary low-order spiritual tower, and in that messy camp there is a two-story white house with flowers and grass planted next to it and servants.

Inse was patiently finishing the flowers, and when Harlett kept throwing the spear, seemed to leap forward to try another shot, the real owner broke in.

“My lords! You are…"

Though he deliberately kept his tone calm, the old face of the ogre was tangled together, and at this moment he was really angry.

No wonder he got angry. The shitty card in his hand easily encountered a gifted opportunity, but it was directly destroyed by people on his side. Even saints would be angry to break the precept, not to mention the necromancy of a good man.

But if he puts his hand in the middle, it's not that he doesn't want to get angry, but he can't get angry. It's that he can't fight and doesn't dare to offend at all.

Both Titans are only incarnations of the will, like the divine power incarnation, the power that can be exerted is limited, but the weakest is also the world's bottleneck demigod, let alone Davidson, there is no certainty of victory for another Undead Emperor, if the tide of elements rises, the bottleneck is raised again, how powerful Titans will be, how much can be achieved in the main position, apart from the ancient ones, no one can say clearly.

For the triumph of this war, in order to earn the trust and favor of the Great Sovereign Emperors, he risked everything, and these days greeted the two ultimate "aces” at all costs.

Are you tired of marching? Okay, let's lift it with a sedan. Does the dead smell bad? We grabbed a few humans to lift them. What, no dirty men? All right, let's go get the young lady.

You don't like the mess in the house? Well, the alchemist and the magician went out, the Death Knight became hard work, the high-ranking earthly expert witch became a mason, the centuries-old artist became the chief designer, with a warm countryside and a modern simplistic artistic style, it was a perfect work of art, with the gift of a foreign house, there was also a royal century-old butler, a team of witch maids (spirits), a skeleton violinist (lord of the dead, master of art of the time), and a gardener.

Is it too loud around here? All right, let's get out of the way, give you two some room, and build a special circle of soundproof walls.

Lack of anger? Well, the army of the dead leaned out and eventually caught some of the beasts (leaving only one silver lion to be Harriet's pet) and planted flowers and grass around the house for greening and cleaning... is this still the evil spirit that the living talk about? Where's this ace maid from?

“Wherever this is foreign aid for help, it's like asking for two dads. ”

But at this point, Davy knew that even Daddy could only bear it. He had no way back, and behind him was the abyss of all things.

“You, you two... what does this mean, Davide is not well taken care of? Are you dissatisfied with the two adults? ”

He tried to suppress the anger in his heart and eventually turned into a more calm interrogation, but by the last few words, he still couldn't hold the tone, and the interrogation became questionable and overwhelming.

“Flowers.”

“Flowers?”

“It turns out to be a foolish dead spirit, in the sense of Brother Inse, the rain covered the sun and the flowers could not bloom. ”

“ @ # @ # …… & ”

If you must use words to describe Davi's mood at this moment, you can probably only use this string of codes. At that moment, unnamed grievances converged in his eyes. It was too tragic for a dead king to mix up to this point. If he still had tear glands, he would have cried.

He had seen his future implicitly, and perhaps eventually, he could still keep his name, but not as the heir and wise man of his dreams, but as the most foolish king of the dead. He had been born from a low-ranking demon and had spent thousands of years struggling, and eventually he had only gotten this end.

And Harriet walked over with a smile and patted the old devil on his shoulder.

“We are also tired of waiting outside, it is time to leave, by the way, this house stays, find two dragons to drag, maybe next time we will use it...”

At this moment, all five officials of the old demon are twisted into one piece. He has never hated a man so much. He yells at the bottom of his heart and curses at gambling, but hesitates. Is he going to hold his thigh and beg the other to stay? This is the last straw to save his life!

Finally, it seems to be too harsh to play with each other to even watch that Inse.

“... isn't that just a few little things? We'll trample the city before we leave. “

“Brother Inse is soft, huh, vile dead spirit, if the next time you dare to blind the descendants of the earth, let us be your fighters, perhaps before destroying you and your legions, we will let you taste what is called the wrath of Titan, and let you mourn in hell for thousands of years. ”

The narrative of the whispering whisper eventually turned into a thunderous roar. In the midst of a ray of thunderbolt, the thunderbolt giant returned to the world, while the thunderbolt eyes had already targeted the nearby oak city.

“Little things, come play with me. “

At this time, the demon lord had spread to the ground, and the sad and joyful change was that he couldn't bear it, and at this time, he was lying on the ground like a corpse throwing up his tongue. The wise image accumulated over the years is ruined.

The big man also has great wisdom, and with this Titan mind machine accumulated in the tens of thousands of years, the old spirit can only count as an amateur player, he realized that both Titans are teasing him from beginning to end, all their heart machines have probably been used as jokes, so the so-called death spirit closest to Eso is probably just a joke.

But seeing that supergiant straight up to the sky pillar, in his mind, it was basically an unbeatable absolute force, and he was also a little relieved.

“At the very least, it can destroy Oak Town and cross over to the Great Sovereign. ”