The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The picturesque Forest of Dreams, though comfortable to live in, is just like her name, just one of the rarest dreams in the world.

And when he walked out, he looked at it, or the vast battlefield.

The battlefield on the eastern front of the previous days was quite “peaceful”, because the owner, Wood Spirit, the inhabitant of Dream Forest, did not intend to leave the forest to take refuge until the creator gave the order.

The main force in the battle, in addition to the conventional legions of the Wood Spirit, is the spontaneous regiment of indentured warriors, who, although aggressive enough, tend to hunt more than war and may be able to achieve good results, but without command, do not expect them to gain any strategic advantage.

But two days ago, a fleet approached the Forest of Dreams from the sea, and the Orlando-sourced navies, still shelling inland along the coastline, had escalated to unknown generations of magic cannons, drawing meteor-like traces and devastating bombardments within the guided target range.

This range, directly across the Forest of Dreams and the extended battlefield, even more than thirty kilometres in the furthest distance, and the ability of artillery to reach this distance is not advanced technology, but astrologer's technique.

In this war, Oran showed his new cards, and a gun was erected on a warship, fine-tuned repeatedly with the help of observers, astrologers and magicians, and launched beyond range.

As for letting a witch in a robe jump in front of a cannon, adding more damage, flame boost, precision, range increase and other techniques, although the painting style seems funny and strange to some, it is a routine habit in the eyes of the Aisi people.

From the day of the birth of Magic Guide Technology, it was destined to be a combination of technology and magic.

Oran's bottom is much weaker than Bayer, who is also struggling to catch up with the tide of the times, and is not old enough to have a strong and ancient army, but he has always been at the top of the era in industry, commerce, engineering, alchemy, and a decade after the technology storm, he has moved on to a rampant war mechanical route.

A battleship was anchored along the coast, and their front deck began to deform and spread out, and the second floor below was also loaded with artillery and activated simultaneously.

Each battleship was loaded with hundreds of artillery, and this fleet of twenty-two warships, large and small, fired simultaneously, and the entire earth was roaring.

A spark shooting through the sky, a wave of beautiful meteor rain falling with the wind, to the battlefield, but destruction and explosion.

Perhaps there are too many high-ranking demons involved in the war. The field of flames and corruption often appears on the battlefield. In the eyes of observers, a region suddenly turns red and green. At this time, that area naturally becomes the focus of bombardment of the fleet.

Red, blue, green, flowers, all dyed on the battlefield, but it is a forbidden area of life, where either the deadly poison fog or the spark of the explosion.

I'm afraid this scene is enough to be remembered in history, albeit on a modest scale, but it is indeed a formed Magic Science and Technology unit, first appearing on the battlefield and confronting the most advanced regiments of demons of the old era.

The huge gap in range allows the devils to only be passively beaten, and if they are trying to find fleet trouble, they must first break through the blockade of Dream Forest.

Most of the flying demons chose to detour, but those waiting for them were the floating demonized plants of the Wood Spirit and the battleship of Oran, and the archmage of the Land of Mages waited on board long enough for them.

The flying demons were shot down in pieces that could not threaten the fleet at sea, and Orlando's fleet had won earlier thanks to geotechnical advantages.

But they didn't have the time to be proud. The fleet split directly into two parts. Some of them continued to cruise around the Forest of Dreams and continue to support the battle guns on the ground, but I'm afraid the results would be smaller and smaller, only to serve as a stabilizing front. After all, as the war progressed, Oran artillery's longest range would sooner or later be touched.

Of course, some of Orlando's battleships also have a floating function. Given the dangers of front-line battlefields, leaving the waters would be tantamount to abandoning the sanctuary of the Wood Spirit, and normally intelligent captains would not advance alone.

Aid the Forest of Dreams defense line, which is only a minor task for them, and the ships that have left are escorting the carriers, and what they do is more lethal to the devil's defense line.

It may have been forgotten that there is actually only one strait between Bayer and the kingdom of the Mage, and even the location of the Forest of Dreams, the original port of Victoria, the first port of the East.

Years ago, though the region's mysterious Forest of Dreams and Essolivis of the Dead, was born to block the direct link between the two countries, it did not represent a change in geographic region.

Now these carriers, on the other side of the Strait, where the perpetrators of the Mage's Nation are ready, the world's most powerful (and only) formative Mage Corps can finally reach the battlefield.

And the reason for choosing an amazing cargo ship is that it's not just the doers themselves, it's the legions of giant war puppets, magic puppets, summoning creatures, alien elemental creatures, and so on that are the forerunners that the magicians trust the most.

The battlefield situation is now obvious, and the kingdom of the Mage, Bayer, and Oran have begun to fight with all their strength in the face of the devil's regiment of tyranny lords.

The battlefield to the east is handed over to Bayer, the local faucet, and on the west line, the union of Oran, the Land of the Mage and the Wood Spirit will gradually put pressure on Esorivez, the heart of the dead and the devil.

This time, they have made up their minds to deal with this big problem.

After the warships have cleaned up the demons and dead spirits on the shore, they will be able to land at the forefront of the kingdom of the Mage. By then, it will be the three that unite to attack the west of Esorives, while the forces of the east will be bitten by the death of Bayer.

In wars of this magnitude, the individual's abilities are limited, the strong are used against the strong, and it appears that both sides are still accepting this battlefield diving rule by default.

As the war progresses, there will inevitably be the crushing of ordinary soldiers, and it will be time for the strong from all sides to emerge, of course, some have been arguing from the beginning.

“Actually, just one shot and it's over. ”

Actually, I was hesitant. The other side was too well positioned. I really wanted to blow it up.

If there is a curse in Dream Forest, the success rate of the opponent's blockade is surely very low. Even if the opponent is able to prepare and flee in advance, emptying the battlefield and clearing the way for the later Crusaders is an acceptable outcome.

“And then you lay on the boat for two months? ”

“Not this time, breakthrough demigod plus experience... You should just lay there for a week. ”

“A week? At this time, do you think in this situation, that person would let go of such a good opportunity? ”

“If I were him, I would never...”

Fearing the imposition of a curse, weakness after injury, I am now somewhat restrained.

But the Command of the Allied Coalition for Humanity, at this time, came to me and threw me a fateful task, and as a member of the Allied Front, when others were sweating blood, it was hard for me to refuse.