The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The Black Rock tribe became more enthusiastic when I said I could help a little bit before I left, at least help train a group of fighters out.

I am embarrassed not only to reveal that they have downward channels, but also to offer to pay for their treasured magic gems.

Compared to their fellow Grey Dwarves underground, these Black Dwarves are simply too simple, but just think about it and you'll see that the Grey Dwarves were banished because they were too pitty, and the Black Dwarves were banished because they seemed too pure to fight.

But it seems to me that no matter what their ancestors think, these black dwarves in front of them don't want to fight at all, at least not in the abyss.

In the platform fence of the Black Rock Fortress, a group of young black dwarves waved around with metal weapons. The scaffolding was not bad, but it was not uncommon in the abyss to see that there were some shortcomings in practical experience.

Asked Moore, it became clear that most of these young people were artisans and miners in the tribe, and now the situation was critical and they were all pulled out for training.

“… there are cooks, you lack people to this point? ”

The king of the hill with the right axe of the left hammer is proud of the dwarf, but this is the right iron pot with the left soup spoon on his back and a small stove on his back. The soup spoon attacked the iron pot defense, did you throw the pot at people? This image is so beautiful, I dare not even look at it.

“Alain? My boy's sneaking in again. Go cook! If the bread burns again, the boss will tear you apart! ”

Well, this is still a real cook, and I tried to hold my laugh when I looked back at the pan shrinking my head.

The bottom of the dwarves is still good. The various martial arts shows are similar. It is impossible to push them back in time. My secret book seems to be only temporarily idle.

The best fighters who can rely on pointers to make progress in a short period of time are probably the elite fighters caught in the bottleneck, and even if they are, practice takes time to accumulate, and luck, and lizards probably don't give them enough time.

I do have a way to forcibly improve my power here, but if I lose something, the aftermath is very troublesome. If a grown-up soldier dies on a massive scale, when I go, I'm afraid the Dwarves are all dead.

I am still a little fond of the honest dwarves I rarely see in these abyss. They did not pit me, and I do not want to pit them too hard for the time being.

“Got it.”

Don't say, there's a way to strangle the brain and flip the stock. Although the success rate is not high, it's always right to try.

“Have you heard of Amway... the law? ”

The discipline of the dwarves themselves is not bad, and the black dwarves of the military community are more disciplined and are inherently an orderly race, unable to grasp the power of the law without reason.

“Spread the law in the abyss? Spread the power of order in the land of chaos? Are you sure?”

“Try it, there's no loss anyway. ”

Surprisingly, the experiment was very successful. For black dwarves who were accustomed to obedience to military social organizations, the law was just another military code. It took me more than twenty minutes to succeed in bringing Moore into initial contact with the power of the law and working part-time as a prep for the Knight of Justice.

It was a good thing, but it got me into contemplation.

Although the establishment of the Underworld State separates the power of the law from the jurisdiction of the source of order, the nature of a force of order has not changed so quickly, and the power of the law remains the power of order, which is the abyss of chaos and the weakest place of order.

A user of the power of a new order, who initially began by summoning the power of his own order, often went through a long period of failure, and Moore succeeded for the third time.

If the mighty Holy Light is okay, its faith has entered countless digits, but the power of the law is still the power of the nascent order, but it can be successfully controlled by the inhabitants of the abyss...

“… either the force of the law is stronger than expected, or the abyss itself is in decline. ”

“It could also be both. ”

We came to the conclusion that it seemed to be a good thing, but it didn't make much sense to think about it. After all, most of the inhabitants of the abyss were still demons, and they were completely chaotic creatures.

[Not necessarily. If demons can summon holy light, why can't demons believe in the law? Since pure chaos is an unpredictable number of unknowns, it is impossible to have order in the unknown?

I was shocked by the words of the goddess of order, the devil who believed in the law? A law-abiding demon? Given the nature of the demons' extreme chaos, it is not possible to say that there is such a different kind!

“… is this also the explanation of order in chaos? ”

[You think too much, it's not a philosophical concept, it's just that there are freaks in every race, there are orcs who love peace, dwarves who are cunning and selfish, and race doesn't mean everything.

How do you know that so well...

“... so you admit you were wrong? ”

I recall that this sister was a radical, extreme orderliness of "all races should take their place, everyone is in their place", but this one came up and now says, "Race does not represent everything”? Isn't that paradoxical?

[... Cynthia was wrong, and I wasn't entirely right.

Well, is that another way of saying, "I'm wrong," so anyone can see she's wrong and not just say she's wrong? Is that the pride of the goddess of order?

“Arrogant? ”

“Arrogant, but not adorable. ”

Shut up!

For the time being, whether the devil is different or not, but if the seeds of the power of the law can take root in the abyss, simply giving a new way of life to the weaker forces in the abyss is attractive enough.

We were chatting, and Moore was going to want his partner to show off his new abilities.

At this time, the wind and the fast approaching magic source whistled through the air caught my attention.

In my memory, there should be only one creature that can bring such a strong airflow and the magic of decay.

“Here comes the Black Dragon! ”

At the same time as I discovered that the Black Dragon was approaching, I was ready to fight. I directly instructed the turret to prepare the crossbow guns. Shamans were ready for the magic. The target was the cloud. As soon as the Black Dragon came out, it would attack directly.

Dragons love flying in the clouds safely and securely, but under my guidance, all attacks point in the direction of the Black Dragon.

“Aren't you afraid to be friendly? ”

“At this time, the allied army is the one who took the job with me, looking for an opportunity to ‘get hurt'. If it's the enemy, it's easier. It's all thanks to you. Since it's best to fight first, don't hesitate. ”

“What if Haqqas comes back? ”

“Then fight harder. Don't come back until you've done my job! Shoot him down, he deserves it! ”

At this point, Hakas, whom I missed, was on the run, and not long ago he was almost shot down.

He had just appeared at the Lizard Man and said he was here to help. He heard a dragon roar, "How dare you rob my business!” and was struck down by a red dragon breath from scratch.

At this point, he fled with his life, and his dragon instincts told him that that powerful being was still staring at him.