The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Chapter 611: No benevolent battle

It was an abandoned battlefield, and even though both sides were implicitly away from the only building complex here, the land was still filled with countless "lunar pits”, and every inch of land was subjected to countless magical baptisms.

The black dead spirits climbed out of the black land and returned to the battlefield in response to the monarch's call, but in this “pure earth” where no remains existed, these seemingly ordinary skull soldiers, in fact, were mere puppets of death.

Fake objects without soul boarding consume twice as much magic, but they are far less than the lowest level of sperm carcasses on top of the use of necromancy.

“Dawn, purify them. ”

All I need to do is lift the sword, and the light of purification will allow these artificial skeletons to scatter directly, and the hidden tower of light in the distance will also empower me.

“I hope his old man doesn't look well, didn't see me change the hammer to a sword... ”

When the battle came to this point, I didn't realize that my main duty had become to play assistant, with Eliza and Red's ability to attack, and Margaret's many types of assistant magic. Instead of attacking with the power of the epic class, I'd rather concentrate on healing and assistive work.

“Dust to dust, dust to dust. ”

In the holy light of my summons, a great portion of the man-made dead reappears at the moment of resurrection.

Perhaps, in the words of the Cathedral Church, this should be called the divine superiority of high-order divinity, but for me, even the model of divinity does not have to be constructed, so long as Holy Light plays its part, these dead spirits will naturally be expelled.

The difference in the forces of confrontation between the two sides, my post-dominant holy light, was suppressed in scope, or it survived some artificial death.

But I don't care, can these lower-ranking spirits really threaten the strongest of the least demigods?

I'm looking forward to seeing that Heng is not a fool or a new bird, and summoning these skeletons against my purification is naturally not a boon to the battlefield.

And it turns out, the next thing you know, those black skeletons change.

A low-order skeleton hits one another, and their skeletons are scattered in collisions, but quickly tangled together, like all dense, numb ants.

Soon, a giant white bone giant climbed up from the ground, each part of them a collection of countless low-order skeletons.

This seems to be the habit of ordinary spiritual sorcerers, but it is essentially different. The spiritual sorcerer's bones are pieced together and stitched together, only the fusion of organs and flesh.

There are also completely different soul fragments on the organs of different individuals. Together, they naturally cannot be fully integrated. One plus one plus one less than two, one hundred plus one hundred less than one hundred five, one thousand plus one thousand and one thousand is good, otherwise they can be made into giant monsters that transcend all that exists.

Super-dead creatures must use the finest materials, and even low-order dead-end creatures can't afford to collapse directly.

And the skeletal giant of the constant artificial skeleton, each individual is purely artificial skeleton, there is no construction of the large dead body the most necessary material nature, conflict issues, like a set of carefully crafted building blocks designed by hand, just simply assembled together, perfectly fit together.

A skeletal giant is born of nothing, and their energy intensity ranges from the golden to the epic, but in our perception, it is a complete individual.

“This technology, Heng, is very predictable. ”

Forget about the two-eyed Heroise, I've got it all figured out.

I thought I could make artificial skeletons constructed by magic, and then build high-order dead spirits based on it.

Some of those skeletal giants went into the wild like beasts on all fours, screaming, flying into the sky, incarnating bees and winged dragons, and some collided like chariots.

I believe that if I hadn't dispersed most of the dead, the building blocks would have been piled up and could have even appeared in a semi-decendant summons.

I'm afraid most of them can only play like this if they have lots of magic and random squandering.

“If I had this technique, I would not need to manufacture a fully artificial dead spirit. Just replacing the components with artificial skeletons would greatly reduce the internal conflict between organs. No, this would be wasted. The artificial skeleton could be used as the core skeleton and nervous body, and the corresponding fortified organs could be selected...”

For pure warriors, I can only see the usefulness of this sign on the battlefield, but I can see this revolutionary progress on the magic of the dead. This is absolutely the creation of an ancient man. Even without mentioning its contribution to the magic of the dead, the entire realm of the dead magician can be changed without just using the remains as a material.

“Absolutely, definitely take this technology down. ”

And when I set it on fire, Margaret suddenly flashed to me and said...

“Almost. ”

So, I nodded, and the next thing I knew, Adam flew back, Red followed me, and Eliza appeared behind me.

“Pfft.”

With one thumb up, we went back to that dilapidated Abyss Hotel, like a cruel battlefield a second ago, and it was just a fantasy.

What is most unacceptable to a BOSS that must be kept in a copy?

Is the opponent cooperating with the acquiescence and consuming with nausea treatment?

Is there a power bias that can resist positively?

Are you just gonna sit on the throne, watch each other kill your dick, and discuss your strategy right under the counter?

I think the most disgusting thing is that no matter how much advantage you get, the other party snaps back (dead or can come again) and then comes back full for a while to hit the second, third, fourth... 27th time.

Yes, this is the twenty-seventh time we've played.

In the bug world of the Underworld, I don't have much privilege, but just being able to bring people in at will is the most BUG capability and advantage as long as it is used properly.

Heng reached the main deity with the body of the imperfect and defective spirit. Think only of the hard road. I respect this amazing perseverance and talent, and I do not intend to reduce my staff for the sake of a jar. Therefore, I also put out the most rogue tactic, intending to consume him with the lowest possible consumption.

As soon as he returned, Adam lay down on the carpet with no image of a big breath, Xiaohong holding a large cylinder to breathe water, it seemed that the flaming voice was smoking... Wait, this fragrance, where did you get the good wine?

Probably Margaret was able to save people's minds, sit around with battle notes, calculate the strength and ace of record keeping, and calculate the flaws we exposed in battle.

“It's really exaggerated to have the Lord's Dead Spirit as a companion. ”

Yes, pulling up teams naturally involves practicing. Sharpening our cooperation in battle is indeed a goal, and we need to understand our peers' current capabilities and combat habits through battle.

Our team has not cooperated in combat for too long... or encountered an opponent that we must work with, now that we have such a good practice, we naturally need to use it more.

I think the constant mood is definitely not good, our thoughts are on the face, in repeated chainsaw battles, not only is her bottom card revealed, her ability is no longer a secret, defeated... but it is also a disgrace to lose to a group of individuals weaker than their own opponents, it is only a matter of time.

We can eat, sleep and rest, but she has to clean up the mess and prepare for the next battle. If we are at a disadvantage or gain enough advantage, we can withdraw completely, but she has to insist on her limits. If it weren't for her magic, which seems unlimited, I'm afraid she would have lost, and after so many fights, I would have almost figured out the truth about her magic infinity.

“Are you going to grind a god to death?

“Of course, even if she has magic, her physical and mental abilities are limited. The tension between our two sides is different. Without teammates, she has to tighten her time at all times. As her attention drops, it's only a matter of time before she shows a deadly bloom. ”

Some words didn't say anything, so slowly pushing Heng out of the limit, I'm afraid it will be possible to expose her more cards. As a strong person who became famous before modern human society, she accumulated quite a bit, and that artificial skeleton alone was enough for me to study for decades.

For a magician, a key research result is much more seductive than blaming anything on the baby. Constant baseboards give me and Heroise a lot of reward.

Maybe we can't figure out how she did it now, but many of the samples collected, along with the research ideas, together with the basic magic knowledge that Esso left me of the Undead Republic, give us at least a direction to degrade the restoration, and as long as we truly defeat Heng, nature can't hide anything.

Another harvest, perhaps the dawn sword in the waist, is not only not showing signs of excessive wear in the process of continuously dispersing the dead spirit, but it seems to have been replenished and is becoming more effective.

Drink some water, wipe your mouth, and the break is almost over.

“Enough rest, go on for 28 games, this time Adam and I will fight ahead and put more pressure on her. If she focuses on attacking me, I will send it out and then come back in, you don't have to worry too much. Margaret, you copy more cannon dust and get involved with each other's summons. Red, Eliza, is that fusion technique still working? ”

Probably more disgusting than a bloody beef shield that can't be beaten to death. It's a flesh shield that automatically disappears instantaneously...

One way of tactical arrangement, the exposed weaknesses will either be filled in in time or will be filled by peers. Our strength is actually improving, and I seem to be the captain of this team again.

“Easy, don't push too hard, such a good opponent is too hard, we fight for 100 games! ”