The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The sacred order, the symbol of extraordinary sanctity, since it is called sacred, is probably also the realm of the Lord that he has been waiting for all his life, but has never been able to reach.

Black Iron Blood, Bronze Body, Silver Dignity, Golden Will, Legendary Venerable, Human Saints, Immortal Epic Poetry, Immortal Half-God, this is a crude assessment of the power of the past in the face of all beings, as well as a division of each stage of a person's potential.

And because the human power with the largest number of dominant positions is too weak, such a division of power is too thin at the lower level, but too rough at the higher level. As the tide of dominant elements rises wildly and individual strength increases dramatically, such evaluation mechanisms are too outdated even when faced with humans.

The new evaluation mechanism is said to have been produced by the fairies, who are said to have turned into three stages by the three most difficult thresholds of the past, simply dividing the true saints from the quasisaints, and distinguishing the sign of whether they can make up their own realm world.

Yes, it's just the realm world, not the mind like the world, and even in the past, when the strong have no moisture, the mind like the world is a very rare part of the Holy Strong.

The Legendary Step lies in the path of concentrating oneself, and yet a further Holy Step, since I have fully conceived, has begun to re-interfere with my surroundings, and a strong self can even project the world.

The saints' control over the surroundings and self is not legendary, they may not improve the total amount of magic and qi, but the more detailed control allows them to do three things, and more importantly, they begin to touch the existence of the 'rules' and start to be able to do something that violates the rules of physics and the principles of magic, and this representative, the best of the saints, can even rewrite the world with willpower.

Today the so-called Real Saint realm world, but only the mind shrinking with water like the world, he can probably barely change the proportion of elements within a certain range around him, and improve the power of magic and skill.

The direct rewriting of the world with will and the transformation of the surrounding environment with will-management elements can be entirely the difference between heaven and earth. Difficulties vary greatly from one natural force to another. It seems that even if the threshold of advancement becomes lower, the basic principle of giving a harvest remains unchanged.

As for whether none of the newly-promoted saints have a heart like the world, I think it's negative that there are always so many people who can paint epic masterpieces with chalk, but I'm afraid the vast majority of the newcomers will never get a heart like the world in their lifetime.

“So I don't have the heart like the world is normal. ”

Yes, my heart is like the BUG area of the Underworld, and even if I were a saint, it wouldn't change much if I only looked at the magic stock.

“But don't tell me you don't have a heart like the world either. ”

If it really doesn't improve, I don't need to force it up before the Great War. I can't get a world like this anymore, but my magic pet can!

Heroise, once the spiritual spirit of the epic peak, although I have never seen her mind like the world, with her strength of will (deep in hatred) and deep accumulation, there is no mind like the world to make people feel amazing.

The spiritual strength of the devil's pet cannot exceed that of the master, and the rank must be beneath the master. Such an iron law of the covenant restricts her performance, and now I step into the sacred steps again, and she naturally steps into the sacred ones.

“ ……. Yes, it works, but this war can only be summoned once. ”

Rumor has it, I was immediately overjoyed. After all, the mind is like the world is the ideal world of the individual and the deepest obsession of the heart. There are also many non-combat minds like the world. Heroise's heart is like the news of the world. I thought it was the same thing.

But before I could continue my questioning, there was a sudden noise outside.

“Dead spirit, dead spirit is here! ”

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The Legion of the Dead came earlier than expected, the next day at noon, but the earliest was still a new group of Dead Flying Units, circling in the sky, like vultures in the desert who ruthlessly followed pedestrians, waiting to enjoy your rotten flesh, without intending to attack directly.

As for the dead ground forces, considering the damage caused by the landslide, it would appear to be only waiting.

“Dead Wings Ghost, Phantom, Bone Dragon, Flying Corpse Monster, Dead Sky Knight, Stone Ghost, that's a lot of work. Looks like Heng brought the bottom of the house. ”

The Dead Spirit in Heaven is a universal exposition, and its strength is even more unmistakable. It should have everything from second- and third-stage stone statues to fifth-order legendary bone dragons. There are also many strong people who can be called Dead Spirit Lords and Dead Spirit Monarchs.

I've even seen a blasphemous blind man, this self-brought realm of despair, the demigod troll, who looks like a brain with a one-eyed eye, but with hundreds of one-eyed eyes shining black on the tentacles around it, evolving from the demigod corpse of an eye demon that's almost extinct in the dominant position.

This kind of thing is said to be individually applied by every single eye, and may not be powerful enough to release the spell, but this one alone is enough to replace an entire corps of magicians, and that giant monocular eye in the brain, said to have a series of powerful abilities such as true vision, curse, death rays, this one, is a super turret.

“Shh, there's a godly mummy? These are ancient antiques from that era. ”

Such a guy is inevitably famous in the main position, and there is no pressure at the end of the mixed list of natural disasters, but here, it seems to be just an ordinary member of the power of the demise air war, as a centuries-old demise boss, when the whole position is mobilized, when enough temptation and chips are taken out, the war potential is astonishing.

“I share with you the world where the creatures have delicious souls and raw flesh, where there is no disorderly and desperate magnetic ice storm, where there are pigs waiting to die. Come through this door and enjoy the fresh flesh and soul. ”

In the snow of despair, the familiar phantom speaks of her desire, and even if she had no emotional fluctuations as if she were just reading a line, the dead spirit could not wait to enter the immense skeletal gateway.

Although there are subordinates under the control of the Great Spirit of Death, many of them are wild spirits in the face of death, and many of them are the only masters of a mountain.

And in order to pass through the front door, they have to respond to the summons contract, which naturally becomes the ashes of the constant men.

One black jade statue ghost was shot down from the sky by artillery modified by Timirette, and when I was about to tear his soul apart, this memory was broadcast directly on the walls of the city, making these creatures a little less fortunate.

Obviously, the seed that exceeded the expectations of the holy light achieved unexpected results, and the conventional battle power in the hand was somewhat lacking in order to recruit some miscellaneous troops to help.

“It is also possible that she cherishes the power in her hand and summons the guy to act as a cannon ash. After all, she doesn't know that you can no longer use that magic. With just a few words of praise, you can pull someone else as a meat shield and cannon ash as cannon ash, for a lot of money. ”

“….. can't you think on the right side? ”

“I was afraid you'd underestimate your opponent and end up in a pit. ”

“Rest assured, you know my luck, I always think directly about the worst development, luckily or something, not something I can enjoy. ”

I was asking if Heroise could beat it down while I was talking, but it turned out to be a natural denial.

The rapid arrival of the New Dead Spirit Air Force naturally aroused the vigilance of the living people, but their strange shape also became a disguise here, only a few insiders knew that the dead spirits didn't make much sense to look at, the witches didn't look much different from the skeletons, the elite hatred was also just a bunch of ugly corpses, only the mass-produced new dead spirits looked neat, and in front of these seemingly miscellaneous army guys, more difficult than before, neat and uniformed stones like ghosts and bone dragons.

And the only thing to be thankful for, I guess, is what they're still worried about, at least not launching an automatic attack.

I know the Lord of the Dead Spirit. I've had enough of those guys in the Everlasting Night Corps. Most of the Dead Spirit Big Men are a collection of negative emotions. Killing is their nature. Rebellion is their instinct. It allows these guys to look at fresh flesh and soul and not act. It can only be constant high pressure.

“Since they do not attack because of vigilance, we also need time, so let them be more vigilant. Bang!”

Think of it, after a thumb, the floating Fortress of Everlasting Night reappeared, and this time, just above Starwood City.

Though the current energy of Yongnight City is probably floating enough, the dead don't know that as soon as this thing comes out, all the dead rides spread out and flew back for miles, obviously they were driven back temporarily by the master.

And I was relieved to see this, and what I was really worried about most was the constant harassment of these empty rides, which would have cost us a lot before the showdown.

“See, this eternal Naxama X! ”

“Do you always think it's a mistake to die of subtlety? ”

“Cough, isn't that a delay? ”

And what I'm going to delay is not just to reinforce the army, at a time when an adventure team of nearly 30 people is riding on the back of a giant dragon witch, and their goal is the ruins on that map!

Everyone else is a tough fighter in appearance and equipment, whereas in the faucet position, there is an ordinary teenage girl, and in the position where everyone is, she is the object of the protection that everyone focuses on.

Even dead spirits, even if they have covered the breath of the living with the magic of dead spirits, dragon witches have carefully avoided all the dead air forces, but this rising and falling flying project makes travelers very uncomfortable.

A legendary mercenary has fainted so much that he can only hold the main dragon bone to death, a dark elf spit in a place without the image of a beautiful woman, a human mercenary's scream has not been heard all the way, only a bald man stands on the faucet, but increasingly looks forward, boiling blood seems to herald his future fate.

But surprisingly, it was the ordinary girl who was sober. She tried to adapt to the ups and downs on the dragon's back with the help of her father-in-law. Her eyes were full of illusions of the past, and Katrina, the power of the unbound chicken, was the key to this trip!