The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The glow of holiness ignites the whole world, and all darkness is forcibly dispersed, which is the phoenix hunting ground of my choice.

The golden Lord Thunder showed his ability to exist at the top of the wind and light. In a light shadow, he changed his form again. The eagle-like head became sharper, and the overflowing light became a real lightning bolt, while its wings and lower body became a twisted light.

Half-material half-light exists, I'm afraid the whole world can't find a second example.

“Damn. Where have you been? ”

The Eagle of Light expands its wings, gleaming, and then... There's nothing left.

Without blinking, Lord Thunder vanished in front of me.

The pressure was still there, and it didn't leave, it just went around the corner from my point of view very quickly.

Above, no.

Left, no.

Within sight, it's pitch black, but it's still here, and I believe my intuition, for a true battlefield veteran, is far more trustworthy than my vision.

“There's only one explanation….. it's fast enough to move to the next perspective as soon as my gaze turns in its direction. ”

“Huh!”

Cold sweat appeared on my vest, and the chilling grunt also rang in my ear. When I waved my sword and chopped it, it was just as empty.

“Huh!”

This time, the cold hum came from the direction of sight first.

Sweat drips from the forehead. This time, I'm afraid it's a big deal. If you can't even look at your opponent, what should you do?

“ ……. That's what you think, Mr. Grilled Chicken. ”

“Dang. ”

After a crisp sound of a seemingly indiscriminate wave, my long sword finally felt something hit.

“Huh.”

Surprise revealed Grand Duke Thunder's incomprehensibility, which I probably don't understand, and how I grabbed it at the same time.

And what makes it even more incomprehensible is that it clearly reads my mind and doesn't see through my actions.

“I'm so sorry, I've met too many people who can read minds. ”

Phoenix is able to recognize good and evil, read people's hearts, not just legends, which is already the gift of this race, but is different from the mind reading of psychic beings.

They're another faceted organism, and they're a stream of information, looking at other individuals, reading other individuals' information.

Well, it's actually easy to crack, just need some prep, like adding extra cat body armor to yourself... cough, I mean use Heroise's body to mess it up.

Of course I wouldn't explain how it was wrong, unlike that stimulus bastard who pursued the battle, what I liked the most was probably the confusion of his opponent's death, the better it was to divulge my information.

At this point, a distant light was converging, and the Holy Tower of Light in the Underworld put out its own lights, and in this area I became the only source of light.

And that, too, is necessary to completely seal off the immortality of the phoenix.

The Phoenix's opponent at the time, and the subsequent analysis of the phoenix material, all showed us the essence of the phoenix, which is the creature of the world, but it does not exist, so it has a lot of privileges, such as its body on the dominant surface, which is actually just a projection and carrier of the entire information flow, although it is its body, it is not all of it.

Just to kill its body, it can move around the world in its own way at any time, and then jump onto other objects of its kind and be reborn directly.

Like deleting a client, it's impossible to kill a server.

Fire phoenix is killed, but as long as it is around the local area (depending on the size and strength of the body), the weakest distance is also hundreds of kilometres, so long as there is a flame within the range, it is easy to re-project a flesh and rebuild the fire.

And Lord Thundering, even if hunted down by the gods on the side of the Holy Light, cannot descend on the very basis that there is light everywhere in the Lord's face, and even if it is killed at night, it can be reborn by starlight.

And if there is no light around, the flow of information without the carrier will flow quickly, it will naturally fall into a state of decline, gradually consuming the body to maintain its existence.

Of course, this can only be achieved in theory. After all, the dominant plane is the dimension of elements made up of multiple elements. How can one exclude an element when everything is caught up in a natural cycle?

“You're not the first weak chicken I've killed. How can I not know your weaknesses? ”

My words were not answered, but the bursting thunder expressed Lord Thunder's anger.

Though this is the Underworld, there is still light, and it is trying to read the principles of light here, but it finds nothing, which is not the light element it is familiar with.

By this time, I haven't noticed anything wrong, retreat first, it's really a bit silly, but...

“It's late, chicken. I hear hell doesn't snow. Let me show you a spring snow. ”

Enough time has been given to me to unfold the snow and ice demon sword north, and the stormy gladiators have not only limited the furthest distance between us, but have also driven away the remaining light elements.

With the help of the Tower of Redemption of the Underworld, the light elements here are extracted, and the only thing that still flashes is probably the Dawn Sword in my hand.

Take a deep breath and the big thunderous bird in front of you is passing, but you can't underestimate it.

“Eat meat or drink soup, so much is prepared, look at this... ”

Yes, I have never been a good person for myself, nor will I ever be strong enough to take the initiative to find a thunder ticket, or because Phoenix is full of treasure!

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When Roland entered the BUG world with the only remaining King of the Devils, the battlefield did not stop because of it. On the contrary, with the disappearance of Thunderbolt Lightning and the reality that it was no longer there, panic had spread in the Devils' regiment.

But even so, the human coalition is still slow to advance, and the temporarily hypothetical checkpoints and fortresses have been transformed into meat harvesters, harvesting both sides' blood at the same time.

The war puppets of the magicians have entered the battlefield, but they are surprised to find that even the powerful diamond puppets, in the horns of the great devil, have been pushed downwind.

The artillery fire behind him was constant, and the magic support of his side was never stopped. It was clearly a battlefield of his own choosing, but he was still unable to advance the front.

“Why can't we win when there are so many obvious advantages?! ”

Cause? Very direct, cruel, power gap.

From the beginning, the individual strength of both sides was not in a single grade. The high-end fighting power and elite soldiers of the human side were capable of obtaining a gold evaluation. If left in the Devil's camp, they were only a large soldier with several servants.

According to Ash's routine assessment, humans are the lowest black iron bloodline, while adult demons, like demons, are the highest golden bloodline, and even though the assessment has a lot of moisture, the vast divide in power is being manifested in a cruel way.

The heavily chopped steel sword was grabbed by the devil with his bare hands. It was easy to hit the fork spear in the abdominal cavity of the opponent, but even the scales could not be broken. The opponent, who was twice or three times his height, grabbed it gently, split his upper and lower body in half.

Probably the worst casualties were those of Oran's mercenaries and scattered regiments, who, as navies, had little armor or and magic weapons, attacked the formed Devil's Regiment after a big situation, because the other side had been destroyed by artillery shelling and had to hit the water dog in a hurry and hit the iron plate.

Those mercenaries in Dream Forest are okay, they clearly understand the gap between the two sides, they are not aggressive, or they are in control of their choices, and they have prepared a lot of mess over the years as covenant braves.

Knowing that this time to hit the devil, cold iron weapons and cold iron armor with the next biological effect are already ready, this magical metal weapon, just a little enchantment, just contact, can make the devil burn out of blisters.

Even so, the battlefield in which the next battlefield is situated is still too harsh for humanity, casualty numbers are rising wildly, more and more demons are recovering from chaos, and the ratio of war damage, which has exceeded three to one, will continue to expand.

Fortunately, at this time, the main force is the war puppet and summoning beast of the Land of Mages. They have no morale whatsoever, nor do they have to worry that too many casualties will cause the main force to collapse.

And the magicians who stood in the rear saw these situations and dispelled the idea of approaching the Devil's Regiment, wholeheartedly summoning more cannon ash and preparing more long-range attack techniques.

The Oran Battleship fleet, which completed its first attack, also began to bombard the Devil's defensive line in an orderly fashion after reloading.

But the backup attack is, after all, backup, too far away. The range of strikes is limited. To break through the line of defense, the infantry still needs to be filled with human life.

Finally, when the landing navy of the Oran battleship consumed more than half the time, the Great Mages of the Land of Mages could no longer see, and a high-ring Mage stood up.

They, led by the Archmage of Truth, began to forcibly bombard the devil's defenses, and at the dead end of their horizons, the devil's reinforcements, beyond everyone's imagination, finally arrived.

And the leader, an old acquaintance of Roland, or an old enemy.