The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Eso Rivis, the spirit of the dead, "Eso Long Sleep”, a region famous worldwide for the fallout of Eso, the spirit of the pioneers, and eight years later, there is another name: the capital of the dead.

That year, Esso's decisive self-sacrifice made this place a link to the death scene. For eight years, the six death scenes of bones, ice cold, blasphemy, curtain blood, blackness and fog continued to convey the arrival of the reinforcements and gradually built it into the world's largest capital of the dead.

The whole area has been covered by death rules, hundreds of metres of skeletal giants walking slowly on the plains, stone ghosts and bone dragons roaming in the sky, but in fact, in the eyes of the world, this is not the most dangerous no-life zone, even in a sense it has become a famous tourist destination.

That's because where Esorivez's naked eye was, there was that green forest, the home of the Mullings, the son of silver, who is now in the grip of the Lord.

Even outside the forest, there are double-headed trees as strong as mountains coming and going, and the sticks they hold are all over the sky, and in the sky, strange wooden battleships are traveling.

In a sense, these seemingly idle “wild monsters” are all masters and legendary forces, and both sides have fought for so many years, but the battlefield on this side has always been dramatized as a novice village, and few senior contract braves have chosen to practice here.

Reason? It is clear that the intensity of the battle is really low, there are some doubts about playing fake balls... In fact, the two sides are still hostile, but in no case can they win the war, and it would be wasteful to invest more resources, so let's remain silent.

After the previous major battles, the situation had become many, the woods had grown, the forest of dreams could not be broken at all, and Esorives, the most important entry point for the six great powers of the dead, would be preserved at all costs by the digital elders of the Republic of Taliban.

Not that no brave man has ever tried to threaten the safety of Essolieves, but in times of crisis, a large number of high-ranking dead spirits and grand spells will be thrown out of the front door. Forced invasion is considered impossible when the great spiritual emperors are determined to keep this regular portal at all costs, and even if they clean up the fortress and the dead spirits and exchange the front links for Essolieve's life, they have no idea how to close it.

The war without progress naturally does not want to be fought by anyone, and the recovery of the Republic of Taliban will not be possible until the day of its true destiny, and the dead are waiting patiently.

And their main strength is also concentrated on the main battlefields, such as the Rainy Night Fortress in the Battle of Bayer. After all, the humans on the Lord's side are their enemies compared to the non-expansionary Wood Spirit.

But with the continued strengthening of the power of the Bayer State, especially the accession of the Dragon Nation, the rise of the Southern sects and the gradual suppression of the spiritual parties lacking top fighting power.

The Bayer Empire was merely a hard-line cardholder who blocked the path of the dead north, because everyone knew that before the Great Souls of the Dead really came, and the Dead Souls were pointless, and the Dead Souls of the Dead had no limits at all.

But on the other hand, Bayer had a bit of a headache, and in World War II, the dead had made a series of achievements.

The temptation to “live forever" is not only valid for those nobles who fear death, but also attractive for those civilians who suffer and despair because of war, poverty, etc.

“Do you fear death? Do you suffer for your life? Do you suffer for lack of strength? Join us, you talk about getting a chance to change your destiny... ”

Probably also psoriasis and marketing specialties, the Banzai followers can now see such propaganda in the small streets of the major cities of Bayer.

Don't say that, compared to some godless missionaries that have no truth, all the deaths are truthful.

Fear, death, fear, hunger? Dead spirits don't starve. Can't find a wife? Dead spirits don't need wives... cough, the last one doesn't count, should be -- the loved one is dead? Another way to keep her alive.

In times of war, the most tragic is the powerless civilian. When the powerful lose their bondage, when the tone of a peaceful society is broken, powerlessness becomes an original sin… Victims crave the power of revenge. Ambitious people crave the power of upward, that is, ordinary people of three views, who also crave to protect their power.

And it's not that easy to get power.

Without mentioning the magic of burning money, it is practicing martial arts. It also requires a famous teacher to teach and provide adequate nutrition. The only thing needed to learn the path of the dead is probably the corpse as a material and the bottom line as a normal person, which is probably the least valuable in times of war.

The spreading of the Banzai will be so rapid, because it does give those who desire power the opportunity to do so quickly and mightily. Even in some places, civilians who use the spirit and dark magic are treated in the same way as other mighty people. The path of the dead with minimal entrance qualifications and wealth requirements tends to be mainstreamed.

Of course, Roland's pot wouldn't get away with it if things got this far.

The Baptism and propaganda spared no effort on the part of the Dead in the North, the realities of the magic of the Dead, the coexistence of the dead and the living, and the fact that the Southern denominations spared no effort to discredit the original doctrine of Holy Light (which is one of the root causes of hostility towards the Dead), as well as, of course, the propaganda offensive of the Republic of Taliban and the Banner of the Dead, have broken down a number of defiant mentalities.

On the other hand, with the establishment of the underworld, the new four elements of the water rise to the ship's height encountered a great opportunity to develop, the cold ice magic began to mutate, the elements of the cold ice were forming, and the power of death also developed.

Anyway... this has more or less to do with Roland.

Cough, to be honest, when the demonic tide came, the space restrictions on some exiled households were lifted, and the Bayer Empire finally waited for the chance to eradicate the heart disease, or rather, the “heart disease”.

“Hmm? Is this the taste of home, really...”

The exclamation came from a white-headed boy who had just walked out of the portal, who looked a little like a human being in his early childhood, but had just arrived in the world, lowered his head and licked the floor, then bit off the sturdy slab, and then blew like a gravel in his mouth.

“... disgusting. The smell of the living is everywhere, the intense breath of life is so close, what have you been doing all these years? ”

Spit out all the rubble in one bite, the white haired boy with his head up, white hair as faded frost and snow, no black in his eyes, only the white cross star is burning.

Even if this is the Hall of the Dead, even if the guests in the room are the mighty King of the Dead, no one dares look directly at the deadly fire of the soul.

“Your Majesty, your arrival, Jean...”

A blood prince greeted him, but the speech was not finished, but was interrupted by the mist of the acute.

“The other guys, don't tell me they're not here yet. ”

Considering the notorious super sudden temper of the old man, the blood prince hastily made a guide gesture.

“No, Your Majesty is here, awaiting your arrival. ”

Rumor has it, Shopnos laughed, and all the Dead Soul Kings know that the Dead Sorcerer in the fog most hates waiting and being late, while the favorite is waiting for him.

And the blood prince as the receiver is blessed in secret. Fortunately, one evening after informing the fog scene that the gathering time had been truly gathered, Hupnos did not have to wait until he had no patience to get there early. As the receiver himself would not be enraged by this grumpy spirit emperor.

Soon, in a small conference room, there was only one empty table left for the five seats, and with the arrival of Shopnos, at the top of the death department, the five Great Sovereign Emperors gathered in Esorives.

A sleepy old man, a white-haired boy who looks like he's still in elementary school, a white bone skull that's completely indistinguishable from ordinary skull soldiers, a teenage girl who's enjoying red liquid with a small mouthful, and a very ordinary human being.

If you have to find something in common for the Great Undead, it's probably that they all look ordinary.