The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Chapter 612: Victory Without Honor

“From that point of view, total infinite magic is impossible...”

I started with bullshit about the capability analysis of Heng, but several other practitioners listened very carefully.

First, in theory, infinite magic is equal to being born out of nothing, and that is the sphere of competence of the Creator, which is completely unreasonable.

On the other hand, if Heng really has completely unlimited magic, throwing an unlimited curse can completely wash the ground, why bother?

Infinite magic, just think about it, there are countless tactics to clean up everything that exists, for example, infinite artificial skeleton giants, even if they can't ultimately be piled to the point of killing half gods in seconds, they can submerge everything in endless quantities.

“ ……. Considering that she had not yet entered the Lord God before that confrontation, perhaps she was in the midst of my confrontation with the inspiration, and the way I defeated her that time was to use the confined space to set the rules of 'energy preservation’, so that the energy that she plundered would eventually return to the body... ”

In the thirtieth fight, we increased the intensity of the attack, forcing her to constantly summon cannon ash and use powerful magic to save herself. Through Margaret's record, a simple magic fluctuation typology shows the constant magic power situation, and determines that there is a fixed upper limit to the total amount of constant magic.

“Is it true that it is the practitioner of the Lord's Divine Class? This data is exaggerated, but acceptable. ”

This peak is roughly twelve times that of Margaret, the purest magician among us (Eliza is the devil, and the total amount of magic is not high), and it is also the greatest constant contribution, both to the sum of the ashes and attack spells she manipulated at the same time, and then no matter how persecuted we were, she did not exceed that contribution.

“… since there are limits, it cannot be the true upper limit of magic, then there are only two possibilities, one is that her magic recovers at an extremely high speed, almost infinitely...”

If this is the case, there is no difference between true and true magic infinity, but the probability of this is too low. Restoring magic is always the most difficult for the executor. The physical need for rest and meditation to restore magic is already the theory of the executor. Restoring magic is faster than using magic, which is somewhat unacceptable.

So, at the 31st confrontation, Margaret unleashed her magical confinement, Heroise unleashed her blunt curse, and Eliza lost a magical burn, all of which impacted the magic of the magician's special effects, relying on her ability to recover her magic.

Five minutes after the thirty-first, the thirty-second opponent has not escaped the constant negative magic, still maintains the same magic power, and the reduction of the magic restoration power has completely not affected its performance of wasting magic, so her option of restoring the magic power can be cancelled.

And I was relieved to come to this conclusion...

“… the second possibility is that she stays in a 'constant' state around her all the time, no matter how much she uses on the spot, the magic will return to her flesh as the spell disappears…”

Although it does not seem to make much difference and seems to remain magically infinite, it is natural to take a needle-sharp approach as long as you know the theory.

“ ……. In the 33rd scene, let's play somewhere else. I'll try something... ”

We left the city and found a wasteland.

And this battlefield, it ended even faster, and I just touched some of her dead creatures and took them out of the Underworld in a blink of an eye!

Even if I deliberately chose a demigod-grade spirit creation, it still lasted more than a minute under our siege, and this demigod-grade spirit creation, and its master, were no longer in one world, could still perform a magical self-destruct.

And then, in the 34th scene, just as soon as this one ended, we just measured the constant peak of extreme magic and retreated.

“What do you say? ”

“The peak is about a seventeenth lower, and this is the first time she's lowered her magic limit, and you're right to speculate that she returns the magic she's consumed directly to her total amount in a special way. ”

I nodded satisfactorily, and at this point, Hang's biggest card had been unveiled, maybe we didn't know how she did it, but now we know how to deal with it.

Thirty-five games, we brought out eight Undead Beasts, and her magic peak dropped by a seventh.

In 39 games, only two-thirds of the total amount of magic has begun not to summon dead creatures, lacking cannon ash, and she has been cut off by Adam's right hand by us.

Starting in the forty-second scene, she started throwing all kinds of curses and high-end magic, and I, for one, started trying to move "magic” out of the world as an object.

In the forty-seventh session, under the cover of Adam, my attempts succeeded. Although the success rate of the transfer was not quite high, it was only about 15%, but with each successful transfer, the total amount of constant magic dropped directly.

In the fiftieth session, through multiple exercises, I've moved more than 30% of my success, and the wasteland we've chosen, the various attack spells that have been moved out, has been turned into ruins.

In the fifty-third session, the total amount of constant magic was less than one-fifth of the peak period, and it seemed that the dawn of victory was right in front of us, and there was no consumption to dry up a master god, as if we were about to make history.

In the fifty-fifth scene, he suddenly threw out a brown crown spell. We all failed to intercept it. Adam, who helped me stop the gun, went straight to the street. If it weren't for the timely rescue and his life force was small enough, he probably would have really died this time... It seems that we are numbed by Heng's performance and she retains the back card of the flip plate, but next time we will be more careful and not give her any chance.

In order for Adam to recover, we took a full day off before the fifty-sixth session, and Heng also got a chance to catch his breath.

At the fifty-sixth strike, her magic recovery was absolutely no more than one-tenth, and our speculation was further confirmed that her magic recovery was not very strong and that infinite magic relied on magic that could be recycled super quickly.

In the sixtieth round, the total amount of magic was already lower than Margaret's, and she made a fatal mistake and was successfully avenged by Adam and nailed to her throne.

But because she didn't hesitate to use magic to blow herself up, she looked at us silently and tried to pull us all together, so we sent it out, and she seemed to stop.

In the 61st scene, the total amount of magic had fallen to the half-god's constant and was soon forced to the extreme, the knife in the waist, again choosing to blow itself up.

In Game 62, self-destructing at the beginning, is that an act of determination to say "I choose death”?

In Game 67, the permanent loss of the nucleus of the constant soul along the way, combined with the emergency brakes, seems to have begun to fall out of step, and the total amount of magic is already low without calculation.

In the sixty-eighth session, I began by telling her that, with her current magic, even self-destructions could not cause us fatal injuries. It was just pointless death, the most shameful self-infliction.

I told the Undead King that death was not the end for the Undead Master, and that as long as she died, I would squeeze the mystery of every piece of soul fragment with a soul search.

In the seventy-second scene, after repeated persecution, there was no magic at all. When I approached her, she jumped up on the ground like a wild dog and bit me. She also left a toothmark on my arm. So I found a dog house for her and prepared a dog chain for her.

Ultimately, not more than a hundred battles were fought. In the Magic Prison of Yongnight City, a master death-depleted god, the Great, was harvested. I was thinking about connecting her to the Magic Source of the Mage Tower and sucking every bit of her Magic out with countless tubes. Perhaps, soon, there will be a magic pool in this mobile city that will never run out.

And while I was humming the bar down to sweep the battlefield, there was a whispering argument behind me.

“I actually took the Lord God, the way Roland fought...”

“Yes, this is Roland, Roland. Everlasting, ruthless and efficient battlefield calculator. ”