The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

It was not an impulse that I decided to go to San Antonio in the south-west to find advanced materials first.

With the entrance of a strong heretic, the legend is less than that of a dog. The demigods are walking more and more commonly, and both the Great Soul and the Lord God have seen several of them.

One cannot always be so lucky that one can live long enough to advance as quickly as possible.

At this time, a small obstacle was encountered.

“I'll go with you. ”

Leona's will was firm, but I really didn't want her to follow.

San Antonio is now a theatre of war, where war begins every day, and the danger is not just high.

What, the same goes for Bayer? That's really different. The Bayer Empire, the Legion of the Dead, the Land of the Mage, the Mu Ling clan, are either my obvious allies or my private allies. As long as I don't encounter the Dead King, I should have no problem talking to him personally.

And the San Antonio war zone... Demons, trolls, cathedral churches, the Empire of San Antonio, the Angel Corps, it seems everyone wants to kill me.

Anyway, I have confidence that I can't beat it, but if I bring this tow bottle...

“Actually, you can wait for me in Bayer. ”

But I don't care if I say so, she's dead or alive, as if I was lying to her.

I have some headaches. I'm still pregnant for a short time. If it's five or six months away, should I go on the road with my stomach full? Then I'll run into a chase...

Many old movies always have this opening bridge section. A middle-aged young knight fled with a pregnant woman, but was blocked by the pursuit of soldiers. For the safety of the child, he was alone to intercept the pursuit of troops and died. This uncle was often the father and uncle of the child and so on. Then the pregnant woman succeeded in giving birth to the child and died himself...

The next plot is that the child grew up knowing the truth, determined to avenge his mother and uncle, and went on the path of dragon pride, but it seems that my assigned role is a little miserable, the first sentence is lunch box, and whether that dragon pride is a little bit of a duck, and the whole family died in the stomach.

“Looks like this background and this identity really match...”

While lamenting this subtle flag and the lazy writers of the other world, I made up my mind to avoid becoming a "protagonist" pedal and background... cough, for the sake of mother and daughter's peace.

“Pounds.”

When practicing the sword every day, with a little effort, I knocked Leona out.

Though swordsmanship is good, when my swordsmanship is still ahead, the power gap is absolute.

“Xun Long Express, Yunnan Tower Truth Parliament signed, delivered within fifteen days, lost and paid triple? ”

The Blue Dragon Knight, who landed with thunder, couldn't help but smile at me. I guess I didn't know how to answer my boring questions.

“Smile, just smile. ”

To avoid a diplomatic dispute, the knight tried to squeeze out a crying smile, but I frowned. The little girl couldn't understand the joke at all.

“Name, yours? ”

“Luna. Helen. ”

Feeling this familiar dragon vein, it looks like a princess.

This is certainly not a courier, but the high-ranking dragon knights of the Dragon Knights of Bayer, who, after receiving my notice, rushed over quickly and were all women as required.

“Don't worry, Your Highness, I'll send this lady to the cloud tower. ”

The Knight Lady with two arms thicker than my thighs, tied Leona up and threw her in the shelf on the back of the dragon, hoping she would be happy when she woke up in the air.

Next, …

“The troll? It's really old. The information is somewhat inadequate. ”

The history of the Trojans is too “long", an ancient civilization comparable to the Pokémon Empire that once dominated the entire world's superracial race.

Like humankind today, in its strongest days, it was also home to plural majestic divine beings and countless kingdoms, and the whole world was their hunting ground.

Well, hunting grounds, unlike the predominantly farming nations of humankind, Giant Demon civilization is a primitive group that favours hunting, grazing, and their hunting, grazing lifestyle determines that they are the dead enemy of other races -- in their pastures, humans were once just a breeding animal.

Tribalism, the election of an entire race of emperors by tribal leaders, slavery, the feeding of other intelligent races and the practice of the primitive Shamanism of the Spirit of Nature are common features of this race.

Even think that eating powerful trolls can gain the power of each other. Although primitive and bloody, it can be justified. Their gifted abilities, witchcraft can indeed gain the power of prey.

Many see the troll as a creature, in fact a misunderstanding, and as a former dominant race, it is actually a collection of countless branches.

The Pokémon have four superior Pokémon and countless branches. The Orcs are divided into strong and weaker groups according to their individual warfare power. Humans also have many subspecies, and there are many subspecies of the Giant Demon that cannot be counted from the beginning.

Forest trolls, prairie trolls, ice trolls, fire trolls, etc., are very different in body size and appearance, and their ethnic talents vary.

Probably the most obvious commonalities are the anomalies that highlight the fangs and strong bodies in the corners of the mouth and their strong vitality and responsiveness compared to other races.

Although they are called demons, they have no kinship with demons and demons, just hats that other races buckled after the defeat.

There is no magic in their veins, on the contrary, they have elemental power, and the ethnic gift of many trolls is to convert into an elemental organism and absorb the power of the releasing elements, which fully demonstrates their inextricable relationship with elemental organisms and elemental facets.

It is also the natural elemental bloodline, witchcraft and sorcerer inheritance from a long history, so that the number of practitioners in this creature is quite high, together with the natural strength of the body, and the special ability to "eat what to eat”. In ancient times, the trolls were so powerful that they could easily crush their race.

I have studied the information that when the reign of the Trojan Empire was overthrown, humans, elves, dwarves, and beasts were part of it. It can be said that in that year, the three major order races, combined with the Orcs, assembled half-sided forces, and used the bloody war of consumption to overthrow the chaotic-oriented Trojan civilization.

It is worth mentioning that the Orcs of today, also part of the Empire of the Giant Demons, inherited from each other. Many of the legacies of the Giant Demons were taken away by the Orcs before they became the Great Empire of the Orcs.

“The Sorcerer of the Dead and the Black Knight of Humanity, the Sorcerer of the Orcs, the Sorcerer and the Warrior of the Elves, the King of the Dwarves' Hills, and the Hourglass Knight, all in the same trench, are incredible...”

The giant demons hate humans because these flesh and animals are the main enemies of the rebellion against them, and those magic of the dead are the natural enemies of the giant demon sacrifice and sorcerer.

The troll hates the elves, because those sly pointy ears, linking races behind the scenes, empowering other races, are the most insidious, sly masterminds behind the scenes.

The trolls hate the Orcs the most, because traitors are always the most hated.

The trolls didn't hate the dwarves very much. The ancient dwarves were powerful enough to compete with the trolls. They died in the hands of powerful warriors. It was also an honor in the troll culture, but...

Dwarves hate trolls!

Pokémon scams are always hidden behind the scenes, the Orcs are fertile without fear of loss, mankind is fertile and fertile, and the most tragic of the troll wars is the Dwarves.

Several powerful ancient dwarf races were extinct in the Great Demon War, and the bloody cleansing massacre cost the Son of the Hills a great deal, and it was the genocide that broke the inheritance that hurt the most.

In a difficult war of attrition, all the warriors and the unknowingly retreating dwarves were badly wounded, and the near-extinction reality of the upper dwarf also led to the subsequent civil war of the dwarves.

The massive loss of population and loss of inheritance have gradually reduced the less fertile dwarves to second-class races.

I hear there's now a volunteer army on the San Antonio front, and the Dwarves.

The giant demons hate the races of today, but only the dwarves still resent them, and the short-lived species have long forgotten to be clean.

In that year, the four races that succeeded in “treason”, how could they give that year's "East Family" a chance to turn around? For quite some time, the head of the troll was equal to tremendous wealth. In that cruel living environment, the vast majority of the troll community either disappeared without a trace or completely degraded into a beast in the old forest of the deep mountains.

Even the main idea of the historians is that the intelligent trolls have been extinct, but after the start of the jihad, not only did the trolls reappear in front of the world, but the master god of the year also appeared.

There is only one explanation: they left their way back then, and now that their communities had been replaced and eliminated, they had left seeds waiting for a resurgence, and now it was about the time of the last “opportunity”.

“It's really hard...”

Early in the jihad, the giants who returned to Ash were quite friendly to the opposite race once they changed their cruel past, but later, to bring the demons of their allies to the earth and tear apart that false face of friendship.

The news of the presence of trolls in the abyss has long been documented in the history books, so it seems that a large number of trolls escaped into the abyss, and their alliance with the devil is quite iron.

And since the “big men" of that year were still in the community, the inheritance and civilization had not been cut off, and ancient resentment naturally persisted to this day, even as clean forgotten by the nations that dominated the race, only the lonely wildlings of the undead republic remembered clearly.

In jihad, inter-ethnic warfare is difficult to distinguish between right and wrong, following nothing but the jungle rules of survival of the victors and extinction of the losers.

I hate this rule, but as a member of humanity, I myself am a beneficiary of it, so I think about it, and it's always a little paradoxical, but at least I'm not stupid enough to say that my ancestors were wrong, and long live peace, that humankind should be domesticated as a second-class race, as slaves and as food.

And bias, now the troll camp, there's this kind of human rape, so stupid, so dirty, you can't look straight at it.

With the appearance of the ancient trolls, the trolls had long abandoned their friendly coats outside the Nine Sky Clouds, and now the battlefield of San Antonio's Eastern Front is increasingly filled with meat grinders.

Unfortunately, with the analysis of the map, I became more and more convinced that the ancient relics I was going to explore were within the territory now occupied by the trolls.