The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Chapter 483: Carlo's Expectations

No one would have thought that a lousy gambler or lazy drunk with a lot of nonsense would really be that “worthy" epic hero. After all, in the eyes of the world, the strong can be proud, can be cunning, can not speak the sense of faith, but definitely not face.

“Piff is angry, blood splashes five steps; the people are angry, blood drifts; Heaven is angry, dead millions. Come out and hang out, not just for a breath, who smashed my face, whose life I want! ”

And there really is a totally shameless epic hero in the world...

“Face? Well, it's definitely a cover for identity, not pure malice. ”

Well, I admit, sometimes it's funny when you're telling the big truth and people don't believe you.

But on the other hand, I'm not lying, and I'm really weak right now.

[Roland. Lan, Li 24, Min 24, Body 25, Intelligence 32, Yi 22, Mei 20, Blood: Arbitrator, Talent Ability: Angel of War Form, Original Sin Devil Form, Titan Blood, Min Gods Watch, Basic Occupation: 60 Order Knight Level 60 Chaos Witch King Level 10 Four Spirit Sword, Advanced Occupation: 6 Lord of Rin Winter, Comprehensive Level cannot be evaluated. Spoiler: Heroise, Riding Armor: Irene Bella.

This is what I was before the Battle of the Underworld, and now...

[Roland. Lan, Li 4, Min 7, Body 5, Intelligence 32, Yi 22, Mei 22 (Secret Growth), Blood: Arbitrator and Wood Spirit Mixed... What do you mean, the power of a handless chicken, that's it.

“I knew she'd be so careful! You gave me a weak curse! ”

……. I think you deserve it.

“Ibid. By the way, if it were me, it would be worse. ”

The more I regret bringing the dead cat and Asteria out, the more unrestrained segments and double vomiting have been helpless since Asteria didn't have to disguise the system.

But the system panel she provided was convenient, and after the exchange, she also gave some detailed basis for judgment in order to facilitate the practice.

Attributes are not linear growth, but are derived by analogy, and the higher the data, the less existence can be achieved.

[Strength (muscle strength and body strength): Four-point strength (human lower limit is 3, which is roughly equivalent to a vegetable person, so the power is only 4 words, some say that the power of your unbound chicken is a compliment to you. Generally, a goose is six, so you're a real half-gone force!

[Agility (including physical flexibility, hand and eye cooperation, responsiveness, physical coordination and other comprehensive attributes, even control of the body, is your speed of neurological response): Agility at seven o'clock (Emila is still very conscientious, this stage is just an accidental flat fall, it's still cute, it's about a dozen times a day. If you were a little lower, you'd be worried that somehow you'd die of drinking water, choking, watermelon skin slipping and falling off a cliff.)]

[Physical fitness (physical health, resistance to disasters and diseases). Five o'clock physique (Peach sister... Lin Daiyu sister, are you okay? Stop crying. Be careful. You'll really cry. The last time you cried, it was easy to get back.) Note: Since your body is only forced to seal the basic attributes by a weak curse, your true attributes are still there. Your body will still be above the health standard line. You don't have to worry about getting drunk or dying to eat, but the hangover the next day will never make you feel better. Do as you're told, quit the bar!

The basic attributes are fundamental to the physical body, the other three are all related to the soul, and the original practitioner's three enclosures are still maintained, regardless of whether, for the time being, it is just weakness into such a melee three enclosure, it is destined to locate dead waste materials.

As for why this is happening, why do both of those guys say I deserve it, that starts with the back hand I left behind...

The underworld gods are part of the rules of the underworld, and their very nature is impossible to leave. This is both the need for the rules and, in a sense, a means of checks and balances. This limitation is much more severe than that of the Ash gods, but is intended to avoid the repetition of the gods' excessive interference in the transcendence.

And since the Underworld itself represents a fair trial, and the Four Pillar God, the Lord of the Underworld, cannot violate the most basic rules, they will never be able to leave the Underworld, otherwise the so-called fairness and justice becomes a joke.

In theory, Roland, the insomniac who is the pillar of the law, also stays in the Underworld forever, and this iron rule, instead, is the only back door I have set aside, no, it can't actually be called the back, it's just that my abilities are so special that “just in time” can be reincarnated as required by the rules.

Well, the loophole I drilled was “the insomniac" Roland, I became the pillar of the law in the posture of the insomniac and Roland god, and when the divine descent was lifted, the insomniac was still the pillar of the law, the god of eternal and just judgment, lost his self and made it more fit for the meaning of justice, while "Roland” was just an ordinary dead person in the underworld...

The rest is well understood. I have lived for only a few years in this world, and I have not broken many divine laws, not even many punishable crimes. In less than a year, I completed the punishment of purgatory, and naturally returned to the circle.

This is not the first time in a cycle, the normal soul should be able to erase all memories and self and start over, but be able to maintain itself in the cycle, do not want to have another parent and a long and terrible childhood, every time climb out in the underwater river, then find a system with the ability to create and ask for a new chance.

And this time, it was obviously a waste of time, so I remembered that there were other creature privileges, and maybe they could do something about it.

Yes, the other creators, the goddess of creation is not the only creator in the world, unlike thousands of years ago, because of some unpredictable changes, there are two other beings in the world that have the sovereign right to create that I can choose from.

Needless to say, one of them is the Underworld. As one of the former masters of the Underworld, this road is a perfectly lightweight road, and the Underworld gods will turn on green lights for me.

But if I chose the Underworld, I would not be able to leave the Underworld unless I joined the Dragon clan of the Underworld Messengers, because the ghosts and others in the Underworld would not be able to do so.

But I don't want to reincarnate the great lizard at all. Dragons and human beings are essentially different. It takes countless hours to get acquainted with the flesh. Since the Underworld is impassable, the only option left is to understand more directly - the Woodlings of Dream Forest!

Within the Forest of Dreams, the Woodlings can convert adventurers directly into the bloodline of the Woodlings without having to start over. This is also the most popular fee item for the Woodlings. They can also convert the souls of the dead within the Forest of Dreams directly into newborn woodlings, which is obviously a return that belongs only to them.

As I said before, between yin and yang and wrong, in the context of the Forest of Dreams, Emila actually achieved the authority of the Goddess of Genesis.

Probably the most obvious evidence is that the Woodlings are completely independent of the rest of the world, a privilege that clearly belongs only to the Creator.

While this authority is clearly restricted, as a natural race, they may be the strongest in terms of their ability to rebuild flesh, and this is what I lack the most.

So when the implementation of the Grand Plan was scheduled, I personally went to the Dream Forest with them in Bayer and gave them a blood coffin.

“ ……. This is my meat sample. Is it enough? ”

“Rest assured, Father, we will reshape a flesh for you, and when your soul is destroyed, you will be resurrected through this flesh with the same principles as the Witch's Box of Life, as we know. But how can you guarantee the return of the soul to the flesh? Need a soul ritual or something? ”

“Oh, we have a plan. ”

“Father, with so much blood at once, your body will become weak, your strength will be greatly diminished, what will you do? ”

“Oh, we have a plan. ”

In order to be completely confidential, I didn't even tell the truth about Wood Spirit, just to say that as a backup body, I didn't actually need to have the chance to fight it myself, as expected.

And when the founding of the underworld government succeeded, things developed as expected, and with the input of the entire Woodlings, the spare body with its own flesh and blood clone did retain most of my abilities, but... Man is not as good as day, eventually, but a little bit worse.

“And then you crashed into it? ”

“I knew Emila would wake up so coincidentally, I knew she would, she would... ”

Forced marriage? Actually, little Emila is very nice. On the contrary, from a woman's point of view, you are the most excessive, and the curse on you is cheap.

“Yeah, well, isn't it the most hateful emotional fraud and fraud that women hate when they promise to marry, get ‘dowry', turn around and run away from marriage? You're a superscum, Emila. It's really cute just to curse you. ”

Are you sure the woman who was wrapped up in the vines of snakes trying to swallow my revenge is cute? Are you sure the demon witch who created the super earthquake that swept across the county just to stop me from escaping is cute? You think that hysterical madman with the ghost face in the clouds, yelling "Roland, you're dead” is cute?

“It's all your fault! ”

[Your fault!

I'm not crying anymore. Am I somehow a female enemy?

It wasn't you guys who told me to slip away. A marriage without feelings would make me happy. She must be sleepy. Think about the consequences. What do you think Eliza would do if she found out? ”Didn't you all say that? Why is it all my fault? Can you be reasonable?

“No! It's all your fault anyway. ”

[Isn't there a saying on Earth that women's privileges are irrational!

Well, it seems that in some cases women are unreasonable, but in any case, I'm a self-absorbed pervert.

This flesh originated from Emila's pen and naturally branded her. The creator is too easy to repair the creation. This weak curse that makes some people's lives unreasonable is the killer she forced me to go back to.

It is worth mentioning that, as the magic pet bound to my soul, the dead cat was brutally beaten back after a powerful wind, and the purgatory she guarded could only be guarded by her special split.

Although the ability is special, the body is much stronger than the body, I'm afraid Heroise alone.

But in another sense, this cursed weakness is not all bad...

“Perhaps I'll be stronger as a result, at least, than that muscular idiot. ”

The knife blade slowly falls and the fine knife cuts out a piece of beef, which seems simple, but if carefully contrasted, each piece of beef is found to be thin as paper, and each piece of meat is the same thick and shaped.

It would be understandable if it were a good sword, but at this point I use a knife, a blunt knife that cuts no blood.

Eyes, hands, heart strength, heavy body is the natural shackles. The lack of power makes it necessary to put together all the strength of the body. The mind and body are perfectly fitting in the practice. Perhaps, if the heart really expects to practice, there is nowhere in life to practise.

A fruit is thrown in the air, the knife flashes, falls in the bowl, but it is a fine piece of fruit puzzle, the last catch, and an extra rabbit sculpture.

“At least, there's a lot of control over the power, and there's a new understanding, so let me just start over with a little bit and see if I can outrun that idiot...”

When the Underworld had been successfully established, I had been relieved of most of my burdens. If anything, it was the promise of the year to teach the fool who had fallen into the abyss.

“Now, it's too far off. ”

When we were different, it was like, more than 300 years later, if we only looked at the strength of the individual, we couldn't compare at all. If I hadn't cheated, I would have been killed by his sword, and from the last time he saw the joy of Cynthia himself, and the shadow of his departure, the next time we met again, he would certainly have become stronger.

In theory, our talents should differ as if, in terms of effort, we should have no leisure time, but the difference between the two almost fast runners is so obvious that it is not difficult to make judgements if they are poor at all.

Over the last 300 years, too many chores distracted me, I spent a lot of time thinking, planning, plotting, and finally I got what I wanted, and a mature team was gradually making the world better, and the end of the world seemed to be avoided.

And as a prince of the abyss, his daily routine is probably to kill, eat, kill, eat. He also got what he wanted most. He has become the most powerful being in the world and pinched his enemies.

It's hard to say who made the right choice because everyone's life choices weren't necessarily high or small, but it pissed me off to lose to that idiot easily in a single shot.

Now that I'm out of other pressures, I'm interested to know if I can finally fight one when I put all my heart above my practice.

“Carlo! How's the roast beef and fruit salad? ”

“Soon, soon. ”

Katrina's impatience came from outside the kitchen, so I realized that I accidentally cut the beef too thin to cook, and that the fruit puzzles and sculptures could not be made into salads. Everything had to start over. It seems that I should deal with the work in hand before thinking about practicing.