The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

In a way, when it was discovered that Sophocles didn't come here to kill me... At least the main purpose wasn't to kill me, so I counted.

What can the devil talk to me about? Nice day, huh? Shall we go out for a trip?

What they're interested in right now is probably more killing and souls, more dominant territory, more distance, more power, more positioning, more territory.

Isn't it very similar to a beast? The law of the jungle in the abyss has indeed created a large number of intelligent jungle beasts.

Sophokery in front of him, though called the most sly demon, the one closest to the devil, is still a demon, and I can't help but understand what the devil wants and needs.

“Alfred, you want me to help you kill that devil? ”

Yes, I think this guy is definitely here to sell teammates. After all, for the big demon, the real dead enemy is never the mainstay, but the abyss residents like them.

In the abyss, they are in eternal war, talking about grievances and conflicts of interest, and it is between them that they are the real enemies.

As for the war with the Lord? In a sense, describing jihad as a "war” between a State and a State may be a good fit for an order camp, but it's kind of funny to leave it in a chaos camp.

For them, it's just a hunt, a focus, just what they can get.

Thinking about the big picture? Sacrifice for the entire strategic layout? Just kidding. I sacrificed. Who's gonna make it up to me? I've been thinking about the big picture. Can those bastards think? In the long run? We have a long way to go? Whoever grabbed who belonged to this war.

From the beginning, the abyss side can't even be called the sand dispersion. It's a bunch of bastards who will do anything to themselves at any time. This is the very essence of being weaker than the order side of the abyss and being able to maintain a delicate balance.

Of course, the order side is not much better. The Cathedral Church just sold San Antonio and built a defensive line against the Langham Alliance in the north. I don't remember how many times I pitted the Cathedral Church. I was only sniped by angels a few days ago... But at least we showed that we were “allies," even if we stabbed each other in the back before bed, if we didn't die the next day, we could still smile and have breakfast together.

“Is this worse than shit? ”

“Indeed, this is worse than rotten. Most things in the world are worse than rot, especially war. Isn't that who gets killed first and who makes more mistakes? ”

Compared to the abyss, the order camp has been quite good, at least there are rules and moral limitations implicitly between us, so that we are not eaten by the wolves without revealing a breakdown.

And with the disappearance of the will of the abyss, the great abyss bosses can say that they have completely lost the restrictions, but some things will not change, they come to the dominion, still think of the King of the Mountain.

Conflicts of interest between them and the inhabitants of the dominant power are direct and bloody, between predators and prey, between aggressors and aggressors, and between demons, destined to be enemies of the whole people.

Against this background, Sophokery is looking for me, and certainly will not expect me to reach an agreement against a dominant force, individual, even if the goal is the Church of the Holy See, I will not be able to agree. This is the great significance of the big direction, and if it is violated, the aftermath will be endless.

“… so, if you look for me again, since it's not a spell with me, you die and I live, only pit teammates. ”

Sophocles stood before me at a time when he was a dark-faced middle-aged gentleman with two horns on his head and golden silk glasses pretending to be Sven.

There was also a white wooden table and umbrella in front of it, and Sophokeri, the changing figure, was still pretending to be Sven, drinking tea as he read the newspaper.

Hearing me say that, he frowned, what was that?

Team mate? You weren't a teammate from the beginning, were you? Half a buzz, Sophokeri. Organize your thoughts and say what you want.

“ ……. Lord Cavins, it's too dangerous... ”

Sophokery started his story with these words, which made it possible for the Abyss Big Man to think of destruction as his daily routine to speak of danger, and what did Cavins do?

“ ……. Is he trying to break the entire Ash universe's facade? ”

This is not what Sophocles said, but what I said in a positive tone.

I think I already know why Sophocles came.

Sophokeri was stunned and then revealed his true face, and it seemed to me that I already knew something had happened.

“ ……. Mortals, in endless years, I have seen many extraordinary talents, but like your brothers, none other than Caroline of that time, has grown to this point in less than 400 years... "

Surely, as long as we chat, those immortals always like to start preaching their credentials, and the devil is no exception.

Just 400 years? You know what I've been through for over 300 years?

I laughed and didn't answer, because I knew he wouldn't give a shit what a mortal went through, and the next topic was the point of this devil who was good at conspiracy.

Not so long ago, he and Cavins had joined forces to plot San Antonio, and now he's fighting back, naturally, what he's gained.

“ ……. Nor am I the most ancient demon to have experienced the ancient jihad, but I have eaten the ancient demons and learned from their memories the powerful and terrible foreign visitors, I do not want to encounter as strong an enemy as I remember... ”

In the description of the old devil, those ancient heretical aggressors were powerful and terrible, and everywhere they were destroyed, urbanized into ruins, and the people into rations… Isn't that exactly what the devil did?

Looks like the big devil doesn't want a competitor to join him.

“The last thing he should do is try to open the whole barrier, what ‘real evolution', ‘jumping out of the limits of the Creator', those beautiful words that coax the little demons of the new era can still say these bullshit to me...”

The old devil opened the speech box, and there was a lot of complaints and anger. As a rare and somewhat sensible devil, among a bunch of crazy and confused comrades, he was struggling very hard.

I'm not serious about complaining or anything, but in this situation, he's determined to take out Cavins and get rid of the threat of the barrier being lifted.

Even the devil is going to save the world. Isn't this a little wrong?

And to get rid of Cavins, who was extremely difficult and deeply lost, he naturally thought of me, and in his mouth, the Abyss God, who promised to “get rid of that lunatic," and one more.

Cavins had no chance of winning, as long as he seized the opportunity to strike three dozen times one, and had the heart to ambush.

Speaking of which, undoubtedly in his mind, I have a position similar to that of the Lord of the Abyss.

I wanted each other's intelligence support, but I didn't want to be a mere fighter, so I was hesitant...