The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The bright white sword swept through the air, leaving behind the shadow of light and the smell of burning.

The swinging lightsaber plays with its swords and flowers, and the remnants of one path fill the entire space.

After tearing the ruins in front of me into ruins and tearing them apart into flats, I gathered the bladeless sword to my satisfaction and received it in my sleeve.

Yes, between the sleeves is enough to be a sword sheath.

“Is this sword really just one blade handle? ”

Faced with a dead cat's question, I nodded for sure.

This sword didn't have a sword blade before, not because it wasn't finished enough, but because it didn't have a sword blade on the design from the beginning, it was a timeless lightsaber.

“May the Force be with you (Maytheforcebewithyou). I mean, the Holy Light is with you, and the Lord of Holy Light is watching over you. ”

The devout followers of Holy Light made the gesture of holy prayer, but unfortunately they didn't throw up... Appreciators exist.

I redirected my attention to the Holy Sword.

A blade handle of less than a foot, milky white jade, touch but warm, the blade handle should have left an opening where the blade was supposed to be, that is the exit left over from the light blade.

There is no extra decoration, no vulgar gemstone decoration, and the interwoven pattern of thorns and dragon scales is both the only decoration and a functional part to prevent slippage.

As my mind drives, the holy light gathers over the handle of the sword to form the blade of light.

Throw the sword at your fingertips, the blade swirls in the sky, like a sensitive swallow, and on its trajectory, seven skeleton soldiers are slaughtered one by one without leaving any ashes behind.

“Buzz! “

Back in my hand, the cold, hot blade of light was still whispering and seemed not to satisfy my gains.

I nodded satisfactorily, and as a weapon, the dawn of the sword had nothing to be picky about.

“Next, try Mode 2… ”

I reached for the dragon line on the handle of the sword, where there was a toggle.

“Don't waste your time. There will be plenty of time to play. Help me hold on. ”

The words of the dead cat surprise me. There are no enemies here. What do I need to protect first?

And all of a sudden, the big library, and the magic books that fly over the sky, explain everything.

Right in the middle of the hall, Heroise, a young girl, is smiling at me.

“Are you going to advance at this time? Advanced Undead King? ”

“Bullshit. If you help me guard my progress, you'll have a thick thigh. ”

Speaking of which, the dead cat began to hold a spell, and the magic books around him became even more cheerful.

So, after a week in the pit, after the success of the advanced process, I had to go on to the pit, and this time, it seemed, it was going to take longer.

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This is the second month since the outbreak of the civil war in San Antonio, and the storm shows no sign of stopping; on the contrary, as the war progresses, it has become more intense.

And over time, the Duke of Bartholomew has fallen to the bottom of who is behind him and who is so capable of temporarily alliing demons and humankind.

Old acquaintance, hypocrite Sophokery.

This chaotic demon, who loves conspiracy and art, once again succeeded in fooling the world with a concise and old-fashioned approach.

By the reckoning of the two gods of chaos, Maria died unjustly.

If anyone in the civil war is the worst and most embarrassing, then naturally it is Ro... Cathedral Church is over.

Though Roland has been implicated in innocence, he is far too lucky for the Church of the Basilica to be disgraced by the defeated.

Normally, the Church of the Holy See should never have been involved in the civil war in the Kingdom, especially in the civil war of the super-Power, and San Antório, the Bishop of Holy Light, should not have been the least.

After all, as a religious force, especially in San Antonio, it is generally impossible to change religious beliefs, regardless of who loses or wins the civil war, and in the end it remains a victor.

But his participation in the civil war not only made other kings ugly, but also opened the way for theocracy to interfere with the great kings. If the winner of the civil war was not his own, the new winner would surely be extremely evil to the Church of the Holy See.

San Antonio is the biggest supporter of the Cathedral Church's iron rods, and the power of the Cathedral, which has lost so much prestige, cannot afford such a huge loss.

But unfortunately, now is not the “normal" time, when the Church of the Holy See was forced into the Bureau from the outset.

Release information accusing Queen Maria, the orthodox heir of San Antonio, of being the daughter of the abyss, whose nature tends to be on the devil's side and gives sufficient weight to the evidence.

At first glance, the high ecclesiastical ecclesiastical ecclesiastical level was wrong. San Antonio was a core diocese and could not be lost at all, so the Pope and several archbishops were inducted into the Bureau.

Neither was the Pope nor the high ecclesiastical level foolish, betting on the instincts of political life, who, while accusing Maria of being the enemy of the Holy Light, did not do anything but send messengers privately to negotiate with Maria.

The content of the negotiations is nothing more than "You announce, you sever the connection with the abyss, you devout faith in the Holy Light, the Church of the Holy See cancels your hostility and other nonsense”.

And if the negotiations did go on, Maria, who would have had an abyssal relationship, would indeed have promised, given that her country's subordinates and the majority of the civilian population believed in the Lord of Holy Light.

Instead, the problem arises in messengers.

The messenger is true, and there is also the Pope's handwritten letter, but when it reaches an angry people, the contents of the handwritten letter have changed from a belly-up persuasion to a proclamation of war by the diocesan Church to snipe the heresy.

Then the fire started, and the mastermind poured oil.

As a senior conspirator and hypocrite behind the scenes, Sophokery, the history of conspiracy is longer than the history of Holy Light, and Cavins himself executes it, a loop that fundamentally puts the Church of the Holy See in the pit of death.

Next, the Duke of Bartholomew, who would have stood under Sophokery's control, vowed to avenge the Lord and to declare war on the Church of the Holy See and Prince Winston, the assassins, for granted.

In a sense, the first goal on the side of the abyss has always been the Church of the Sacred Church, and Roland has been implicated.

Originally following the divine rules of jihad, Cavins, who had no intention of automating his own hand, was happy to see his brother here. He made a mistake and caused Roland some trouble.

Trouble with the Cathedral Church, which is natural from the perspective of the big picture. After all, like San Antonio, the Cathedral Church is also the number one enemy on the entire abyss, and does not pit anyone.

The Church of the Sacred Church remains the first force on the side of order, compared to the Ran Alliance forces that are stranded in the north. The vast number of Holy Light believers makes the Lord of Holy Light almost invincible. Then, it is only natural to break the faithful first.

And San Antonio, as the right arm of the power of the diocese, as the core parish of the diocese church, naturally had to be cut off first.

The layout of the two master god-class devil masters is even automatic. The true gods are going down, and Maria's death is not unjust at all.

Today, the identity of the Cathedral Church is becoming more and more embarrassing.

They were regarded by the Duke of Bartholomew as the real murderers of the old lord, and the Order of the Knights, the Corps of Angels they brought, were intended to deal with the trolls and demons, and were helplessly caught in a civil war like a meat grinder, after all, no one could sit idly by.

The Batero forces wanted to fight, to be the sole masters of the country, and the forces such as Winston could not sit and wait to die, and the civil war could not stop when one of the warring parties had no intention of a truce.

With the increase in losses, the two sides have launched a real fire, and there has been no victor in the civil war since its inception.

War refugees, deserters and adventurers flee the theatre every day, and there are countless migrants on the road.

And as the civil war progressed, the ecclesiastical forces killed and injured fellow humans, more so after adding vinegar and spreading to every corner of the world, the image of the human guardian was naturally severely damaged, which was the ace on which the ecclesiastical church stood undefeated.

This opportunity will not be missed by many hostile forces, such as the Southern sects, whose daily prestige is being drastically diminished by the unceasing nature of public opinion offensives, coupled with previous angel crashes.

Finally, the two gods of the Cathedral Church appeared on the battlefield, and the merciless God gave mortals the fate of death without the possibility of restoring their prestige...

Everyone knows that the Church of the Holy See should withdraw at this time, but this would also amount to a total renunciation of San Antório, which would make the rest of the patriarchate more cold and the decision of Pope Caloma too late.

On the edge of the battlefield, one more passenger arrived.

After the black cape, following a little girl under the age of 10, they crossed over from the battlefield like a meat grinder, without a drop of blood.

“Heroise, how does it feel to be the Undead King? ”

“Terrible, never felt so far away. ”

The little girl seemed to be struggling to keep up with me, and I wanted to help her stay on my head the way she used to, and she didn't want to.

I shrugged, and I didn't insist.

Unlike my long experience, Heroise's threshold for this step is a bit large, and she has failed several times, wasting almost two months to finally succeed.

Another small problem is that after the overall evolution of her body, even though she has the ability to change her body and even strengthen it again, she must maintain the prototype.

In a sense, this is another trait of the demigod, and at the same time acquires immortality, the appearance, shape and age of the flesh are bound to be relatively fixed.

Heroise has a lot of treasures, and Lace Princess Skirt looks cute, but she always trips when she walks, and she doesn't fortify her flesh with magic, she's a sad little girl.

Heroise gasped heavily at this time, and I didn't see her with her thick thighs, but the shorter legs that grew bothered her.

Clearly lying on top of my head was good, and she refused the original way of going, so the journey that had been dragged down naturally became slower.

“After all this time, is everything all right in the North? ”

“No, no, winter is over, we are busy cultivating in the spring, the new seeds look good...”

Another advantage with Heroise is that her identity is the best communication device, and intelligence in the North has never been broken.

Previously, her distance from the North had been limited and seemed to be the result of recent successful breakthroughs.

I'm a little relieved to hear about the situation in the North.

San Antonio in the southwest turned into a pot of porridge, but the situation in the north was surprisingly good.

The Church of the Sacred Church, whose attention and power are implicated on this side of the front, naturally has little work to do with the affairs of the North. Instead, they should be worried about the revenge of the Lan Alliance. The situation is bad, and the Holy Alliance Front has temporarily ceased its activities.

In a sense, the Church of the Holy See owes me, and the fact that I was targeted, as I did yesterday, has not yet been avenged.

As a matter of fact, I should find a church executive to assassinate two people for fun, at least one warning, and move me at a price.

But seeing this now, vengeance on the Church of the Sacred Church is tantamount to helping the Abyss. It is not my personal style to have vengeance, but vengeance is also a bit conflicting for the enemies. In these days, I also hesitated, and eventually wrote it down, and did not return it for the time being.

“Aren't you going to go in and play? ”

Heroise was idle, and after stepping into the semi-decendant ranks, she made it more “humane”, and the fall of the Elves also represented the end of hatred. Now she, as long as the Alliance of Lanterns was not defeated, the Elves Empire was well developed and indeed had leisure capital.

She no longer has any pursuits and goals, no psychological stress at all, and she also pursues food and beauty on the battlefield. It is not pleasant to play, it is like a daily vacation.

But some things were right, after accumulating enough heroes to successfully break through the Great Soul, instantly became super thick thighs, with such binding gear, absolutely worth the price.

I looked at the main battlefield in the distance, and the hands of the Magic Compass had pointed to the sky, indicating only that the strength of the magic on both sides of the battle had exploded.

“The gods are real. Most of them will blow themselves up if they lose. I don't want to get involved. ”

I shook my head and rejected this very tempting suggestion.

San Antório is now the focus of many gatherings, and unlike before, all brothers and sisters have the possibility to end up in person.

Whether it's magic sea, angel sea, man-made sea tactics, true god, great demon, demigod self-explosion, or all kinds of curses, injunctions, and combined magic, it's extremely dangerous stuff. If you get caught up in it, it's really embarrassing.

Essentially, this is already the main battlefield of the main position, lonely sword with a cat... A young girl enters a battlefield like this, and I haven't had the urge to die yet.

“They have their civil war, we have our own business, the Abyss Daughter thing will never be easy, and Cavins and Eliza...”

“Shall we go back north? Or go to Bayer? ”

“To the Land of Mages, but before I leave, I need to talk to someone. ”

“Who, Prince Winston? ”

“No, it doesn't make any sense to talk to him. He's been riding a tiger for a long time. He can't take this war, he has to take it, and his subjective ideas don't matter. I'm going to talk about Pope Kaloma. ”