The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

I've probably been on the blacklist of kings, dukes, chiefs, because every time I talk, I bring bad news and bad luck prophecies.

And trying to rebut me, laughing at me, eventually proved to be shallow by time and facts.

The prophecy of jihad, the prophecy of the dead, the prophecy of natural disaster, the jinn will suffer the tide of evil... It's strange to say that prophecy is actually a prophecy, but I only make judgments based on the information I get, and then notify the others so that they can be prepared early.

But sometimes, the honest person is the most annoying, and some people rebut and resent the opinions of others, but they don't just have their own opinions, they have enough dry goods, just because they hate that person, or that “prophecy” breaks their psychological expectations and touches their interests.

So most of the real prophets and astrologers end up choosing between the hanger and the fire.

While it is likely that there will be frustrations at times, regrets as to why they did not heed the advice of the Prophet at that time, and even the possibility of holding the deviant accountable at that time, what is the point in the face of the Prophet himself and the facts of the disaster that has been caused.

In fact, being able to make advance predictions and provide intelligence support is already the limit of an individual, and I think it's a good thing to do it myself. You can't expect me to fight an individual, a national, a world-class disaster.

Gathering intelligence and planting seeds is the norm, public intelligence when necessary, fraud or inducement, leading things to where I want them to be, and it's the norm.

In a way, I'm lucky.

Though the "Eternal Night Emperor” has a poor reputation, the proclamation of a notorious Demon King has no more weight than the prophecies of the hermit prophets of the unknown generations.

And a few times the prophecy was unclear, from the shame of laughter at the beginning, to the half letter at the end, to the current “the damned crow mouth”, “let's hear who the bad luck is this time”.

My efforts have not been in vain, perhaps just seemingly insignificant intelligence support, and only if I know “history” will I know how much has changed.

Early warnings of jihad and warnings of abyssal snooping have prevented foolish human nations from having a catastrophic human civil war in “history”.

That is to say, the error of the sun and the error, and the guidance of the circumstance. The invasion battle in the underground world was eliminated at the beginning, and the entire order camp was not consumed much before the Jihad, which is much stronger than in “history”.

As jihad progressed, more and more powerful enemies emerged and the future of dawn was invisible, reminding leaders of my earlier prophecies.

Maybe they won't like me, but at least they'll listen to me.

Bayer, Lan 'an, Oran, Wood Spirit, the Land of the Mage, and so on, all the leaders of these Powers signed this joint declaration, and Cavins and his little companions have become public enemies around the world.

Interests lead to struggle. Fighting is for the good. What good is it on Cavins' side?

He expects to open the door, then the closed circle and jihad will become meaningless, and the future of all life will become unknown, which sounds good, provided that in ancient times, Eich was almost destroyed by foreign invaders, and that in the vast majority of propaganda and fairy tales, there will be no mention of what is "out there", and it must be mentioned, as well as those dangerous dimensional invaders who seek to destroy the world.

But as a practitioner, reason and knowledge are the most fundamental weapons, and objections to them for the sake of opposition are meaningless.

We can assume what's out there.

Most likely, as in the period of the Old Gods, a group of hungry beasts are waiting for more food.

So, this whole situation will suffer a havoc, a sustained past, while Ash's closed natural circulation chain is broken, our world is embedded in the existence of a pluralistic universe, which is a good thing for the whole Ash world, the closed evolutionary path will reopen, technology, magic, civilization will have a big explosion.

Unable to sustain… In fact, like the abyss of the devils' erosion, there should still be natives to survive, but it is really unclear what the whole world will become, whether it will become slaves or food.

But no matter how many people survive the past, ordinary human beings without power will probably lose a lot. Since they have entered the natural cycle of weak meat predation, it is important to be prepared to be eliminated. I don't know how many people will die in the whole situation, but the first and most people who die are absolutely devoid of power and status to protect their planes.

Of course, there's also the possibility that the hungry beast has left, and there's nothing out there, which means it's open for nothing, and Cavins is busy for nothing.

The facade wall is sealed by the two goddesses, the creatures of this world are theoretically impossible to get out of... Don't ask me how that guy got out, how many times does he understand supertheory?

But I don't trust the outside. Hang up and tell me that the seats were closed mainly to protect against the outside, going out or something is possible, but it is absolutely impossible to come back in.

If Cavins had any information on what was going on out there, I'm afraid he would have shown it to me a long time ago and tried to convince me.

I don't see how Cavins' “noble” goals can benefit his little buddies in this situation.

Yes, just his allies, his companions, I can understand Cavins' goals, his will can't be shaken at all, but what can he give to allies who follow his subordinates and work with him?

A ticket before the end of the world? I think it's time to open the doomsday ticket.

Higher status, more money? These positions and money have lost their meaning under the premise that the entire world is at risk of destruction.

Stronger power? That makes sense, but isn't it true that most people seek power to live better, and that the power that Abyss gives them is likely to survive the doomsday crisis?

Without words, what's the point of power?

I don't think there's any promise that Cavins can make to others, no matter what alliance, that the common good is the most necessary bond, and when the interest of one alliance becomes “murder” of others, that alliance naturally makes no sense.

It can be said that from the moment Cavins leaked and declared his goal, he became the enemy of the whole world.

All his allies have betrayed him since he knew his goals, and "hypocrites” are carefully weaving deadly traps to kill him.

His men should also be floating, and besides being pure lunatics, I can't think of any reason why others should continue to follow him.

And I, who try to blur my position, must stand opposite him in this matter, even if the blood kills, there is no way.

“Is it worth it? Goal to be accomplished even if the world is the enemy, even if the world is destroyed? ”

When we adjourned the meeting, the faces of all were ugly, and it seemed that they understood the danger of Cavins.

When I mentioned the need for an astrologer to help me find someone, the Truth Council bosses promised not only that they would send the best combination of astrologers and prophets, but also that they would use the artifact reserves of the Land of Mages and the Magic Sea of the Cloud Tower to find Cavins and his conspiracy at all costs.

The fairies slap the boards on the spot, and tomorrow, next week, next month, all the headlines will be this news, and the whole world will know what Cavins did.

Helent was very pleased that the Dragons would follow the matter very closely and chase it to the end.

Of course, there are more substantial things, whether dragons, magicians, wood spirits, elves, humans, these arrogant strongmen have given me credit, and as long as the situation is urgent and a notice is given, they will take it seriously if necessary.

Sounds like nothing. It's the same thing as playing soy sauce and checking in on a peaceful day. It's fatal.

Strong transcenders from different countries on weekdays generally do not suffer casualties, as long as the difference is not too great, without special reasons.

Living for so long, it's all old oil strips. Where it doesn't matter, you'll keep your hands on it. The curse won't be lost. Oui or anything will look good. Hit the magic reserve half way, the props will consume half. Say goodbye, they won't chase you. Everyone will go home.

The most obvious and disgraceful is probably the confrontation between the former Sovereign Emperor and the Truth Council. Both sides are top performers. After nearly six months of fighting, the double-digit top magician did not show any casualties. No matter how beautiful the battlefield is, there are no corresponding casualty figures and results, which have explained everything.

But since the conspiracy of the other side succeeded, there was no future, so they were given a reason to struggle, and the power they played was incalculable.

It can be said that I was given countless shields by the weak, and the powerful Cavins, were gradually becoming a lonely widow.

If not, the next morning, the latest Natural Disaster List was updated, and Cavins instantly rocketed the sky with little success in the lead, kicking off that super nightmare of the first half of the league of cicadas, straight to the top.

But after a closer look at the list, I was in a bad mood.

“Why aren't you happy when your ranking has fallen by one? Do you want to hit the top? ”

And that's not all that upsets me...

“It doesn't matter if you insist on my dangers and don't let me get off the list, don't talk to me about giving me a new title. Why does Cavins have such a title as' Abyss Decadent 'on the list, but I have to go beyond the weird designations of' Night's Disaster Warner ’and‘ Havoc Sues Dead Birds’? What is the meaning of such shameful designations? ”

“What a mess, it's not the fairy style, let me see... The Night's Disaster Warner, the Holocaust sues the dead bird, oh, I get it, it's ‘black’ in front and ‘bird’ in the end, this is cursing you crow mouth. ”

“What, you little bastards! I'll tear down their newspaper. ”