The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Strolling through pitch-black paths, the shadows around me can't block my perception, maybe I don't have the long-lived night vision, but the sensitivity of senses and massive combat experience allows me to build stereoscopic models of the surrounding environment in my mind with my eyes closed, avoiding these mechanized attacks at will.

Waving hammers, hitting, breaking, beating magic puppets is as simple as becoming scum.

For a skilled warrior, it is enough to rely on instinct for such an adversary, even if it is not the fighting instinct to avoid attack, simply relying on dragon armor, to lazily avoid giving way.

It has already been cleaned up by the commando team once, and the remaining elite soldiers are probably already in the siege of the team. I really didn't see any good merchandise coming all the way here.

“This level is not even warm enough...”

Timirette contacted me, and although it was noisy and I couldn't hear what was happening, I couldn't hold back from there. "Boss Roland, help me!” In the midst of the howl, I heard… they should be able to hold on for a while!

“I can't hold it anymore. I can't call for help. ”

“Mm-hmm. ”

“There's still room to hear, just don't know what they're up to. ”

How could Timirette's lack of life-threatening tension and fear not be heard in the presence of all the old oil strips?

And even if we're in a hurry, it's not something we can do for a while and a half.

The mechanical elevators used by the assault team have been man-made and even with Timirette's directions, the defenses of the Sky Tower are not worth mentioning, and we need time to get there.

“369, 377...”

I remembered a number before I fell down, and now I'm playing with random numbers.

Looking at the huge amount of mechanical wreckage behind me, I wonder if that number would be over a thousand at the bottom.

Most of the mechanical defense equipment is not military, there are not a small number of equipment for cleaning, repair and care. This kind of defense system is packed up, and I want to beat the debt.

How do you know it's not military? Six mobile robots rushing in with strange beeps were carrying broomsticks, snaps, mops, rags, and suddenly spray guns drilled out of the ground were spraying thin columns of water, shooting strange music, like a sprinkler reminding newcomers to hide.

And some weird-shaped things, which seem strange and weird, make me want to laugh.

Are plush toys with strange baby signs singing hypnotic songs really not running off the wrong set? That's not really from acrobatics, stepping on a wheel.

That sparkling arm is scary, but do you really think I've never seen a soldering gun before?

This kind of adversary makes me a little powerless, even with the urge to shout "seriously, it's a war”.

After a while, the hammer was also reclaimed and now used an ice sword temporarily summoned. Although it is no match for Herois' changing Magic Sword of Disaster, it is enough to deal with these toys.

Packing these things with artifact hammers always feels like not only waste, but desecration of artifacts.

“Do you still cherish weapons? You think we forgot about the walnut with Roland's sword? By the way, why waste magic freezing those stuffed bears and cleaning tools? I see you're changing weapons to preserve the integrity of these puppets and mechanics. ”

“… to find out if it can be commercialized, even if it can't be sold, it can make a gift. ”

“To whom! ”

“To whom? ”

The simultaneous questioning of my fellow travellers stunned me, and the stare of the tiger was even more difficult to understand, but I was well placed to ask, there was nothing I could not say.

“Renee and Annie, the little girls must love plush toys. I left Annie a skull doll when she was happy for days... ”

“To die. ”

“I'll give you ten for this! ”

I'm used to ignoring the strange words behind me, and I'm just talking about my intentions.

“... I actually feel a little guilty about leaving the mess for so long without a word, and since they're all younger generations, Grina should have a gift, but she looks mature and doesn't necessarily like it, or pick a decent mechanical puppet for her. The technology here is obviously ahead of the junk of the sperm and the dwarf, she's also a mechanic and you'll love it. ”

“I was curious to see what Grina would look like when she received a normal gift and Renee herself received a plush toy. ”

“Rest assured, you will see, at least as early as expected. ”

As I chatted and went downstairs, I also gradually adapted to my present flesh and body during the battle. After all, it is important for my soul and flesh to fit into each other if I want to take the next step.

“... intending to shock the epic? Don't get more out of the sacred steps. ”

My desire for progress and power is not hidden, and I have even begun to prepare.

Everyone here was at their peak, and they saw something.

“Well, there isn't much time, and the epic class is special, and it doesn't mean much to me to feel something, to break through the epic class. ”

“So, how many plans? ”

Emila had no end to the question, but I understood.

“Oh, guess what. ”

The joke room seems to be playing dumb riddles, in fact, I don't know how many "epic poems” will be formed this time, after all, I learned too much, too many choices.

The epic class, for ordinary humans, is an extremely glorious and void realm, but in our conception, it is an excess before reaching the demigod, and there was once a powerful man who summed up the special nature of this realm in one sentence.

“Before the demigod there was a way, the epic class said that you have reached the end of the road, at this stage, is a summary of the path of yourself and the entire community, across the past, after reaching the demigod, there is no way. ”

When it comes to epics, the most common fear is epic weapons, and most epic weapons, indeed, are the remnants of the powerful epic, in which the relationship and its complexity, I'm afraid, begin with the very special breakthrough of the epic class.

The hierarchical divisions of humankind, as well as the phases in which individuals of the strong exploit their potential, are not necessarily strong ahead of them, but they are definitely farther away.

The pure energy level of an individual creature, by the peak of the legend, has almost peaked, as evidenced by the ability of a powerful magician to master the curse at this stage, while the sacred order is more of an advance in character, an advance that acquires conceptual privileges similar to "priesthood”.

The sacred order, since it is called the extraordinary presence of the divine, the potential of the racial flesh has been tapped clean, the pure energy and will of the flesh is sufficient to interfere with the world, even with the "privilege of the world” beyond the control of man, and it seems impossible to go any further without choosing to ascend to the throne.

Epic, but it's an incredible breakthrough in that perfect body.

“Now that the flesh cannot progress, turn to the outside world for help. ”

I don't know who came up with the most advanced path, or if it's the right path, but countless intelligent creatures have proven it with their own experience.

Before the epic, it accumulates, slowly improves. As long as the talent is high enough and the life is long enough, one day it will step into the land, and the epic begins, is to fight with Heavenly Fight, fight with the people, and fight with oneself, forcibly break through the customs, or retreat.

The epic class has three doors, three stages of breakthrough, but also three steps in the formation of its own "epic weapon”.

The first step, the epic stage, is to continue to elevate one's “concept”, transforming it from the existence of nothingness into a real “being”. This stage of evolution is still flesh and blood.

For example, Adam himself, at this stage, purified “Phoenix Flame” to the concept of “Immortality”. Since then, he and Phoenix have been alike, the flame is immortal, the flesh is immortal.

The second step is to take this concept out of the body and turn it into a real object.

From scratch to scratch is extremely difficult, and this process of "shaping swords” tends to prepare “raw materials” to make products from raw materials.

It can be a weapon, it can be a modified organ of the flesh, it can even be the surrounding environment, it can be a magic, a mind like the world, and the finished product is difficult to classify.

Again, taking Adam as an example, at this stage he completed the inheritance of the phoenix, seized the blood and heart of the phoenix, and had the sword of the phoenix fire, "Phoenix's Care” and “Phoenix's Heart”.

The third and final step, in fact, is the convergence of flesh and “epic weapons”.

These weapons have been instilled in your soul and your philosophy, and as long as you let them become part of your flesh, the expanding body opens the stage for continuous upliftment, thus completely disengaging itself from the vulgar, open sky in front of you, unobstructed and without borders.

Doesn't look like you need to do anything? In fact, this is the highest mortality rate.

And the seemingly simplest stage is actually the hardest, and the hardest level that leads to a consistently small number of demigods on all sides.

Physical mutilation, incomplete soul, no possibility of soul resonance at all, stuck... without living flesh and complete soul of dead spirits, at this level is painful, can fully accuse the Genesis Goddess of "race of dead spirits" with blood tears history. View ”

“Concept” is too weak, “material” is not strong, the “epic weapon” created either collapses directly, or can barely be used, but cannot carry its own soul and future path, stuck… This is the reason for more than 70% of failures, but don't be discouraged, it is possible to succeed from scratch, just to look for concepts from scratch… within 30 years there is still a chance to break through again.

“Concept” is too strong, “material” is strong enough, the weapon created is strong enough to explode, completely jammed, and possibly even die directly... Why? The flesh cannot afford the power of a "weapon", and a person is driven by an apparatus, or turned into a soul, or the flesh breaks down, or becomes an idiot.

Triple doors, one more sad than the other, the last one is cursed by countless epic powerful people to injustice in heaven, but if it breaks through, not only the vast sky after the demigod, but also can harvest the divine weaponry built for himself, in the original Lord's hands, even in some aspects can transcend the artifact, the explosion of war power is predictable.

Margaret's two “Epic Vessels”, one of the "Monuments”, can replicate magic for others, and the other is the "Stone of the Wise”, an almost endless library of magic.

One is good against the other, and the two pieces combined are BUG.

She can throw away the plural curse at will, face the duel at any time, magic infinite, remote to bomb, a man is a great magician of a regiment, especially shameless.

Instead of weapons, epic weapons are more like the flesh of the Epic Powerful. When the Epic Powerful falls, the “Epic Weapon” is not so much his relic as his remains.

Lost the hold of the soul and flesh, the power naturally diminishes, but it is also a good weapon for many wonderful uses, even a semi-god cattle man falls and leaves a record of the artifact.

I know that, at this stage, there can be no more, no less, just... a hard blow is tantamount to death at this stage, and prudence, experience and repeated attempts are the only way through, at least for most people.

For me, breakthroughs in epic poetry have been prepared for breakthroughs, and even enough “concepts” to carry epic poetry have been prepared for more than a dozen, but this step is not so easy to take.