The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The sudden appearance of two giant gods on the battlefield attracted countless glances, I'm afraid no one expected that two more main gods would appear.

What is being fought with Barbarotto is a headless black giant, unlike the human juvenile incarnation of the dark haired black eyes of the past, and there is no room for a black mole in the face of the giant monster of the abyss.

Black Moore, the desperate monarch, once one of the devil's three giants, was once the most evil of the entire abyss... Uh, still seems to be.

His true body is a black headless giant with a part of his head that should be around his neck, but it is the black flame burning by the bear, and still screaming in battle, but the black flame surrounding his flesh outside the group.

It seems that the flame is the body of it. His flesh and his sword are fighting Barbarot, and the flame is turned into faces laughing at each other. He is clearly the supreme king, but he speaks rubbish that the rogues of the countryside do not despise.

“Almost, almost, you bit me. ”

“Uh, it stinks. Didn't you brush your teeth? ”

“Pfft, I forgot beasts can't use dental floss. ”

“Hey, are you going to bite me with your mouth down there? Actually, I think you'd better get your face done... ”

The worse the crap gets, the more vicious the killer is, apparently he and Barbarotto are old acquaintances.

Although the same is true of the King of the Devil, and the same is true of the Chained Sword, the difference between an apprentice and a mentor is true of Rasnina, the Cursed King, compared to him (I learned later that Rasnina really learned swordsmanship from Black Moore).

The chained sword, with its bloody and rotten smell, is obviously highly poisonous, but at this point it is divided into pieces, under the erosion of black flames, some incarnated snakes, some incarnated scorpions, some incarnated coyotes, madly tore Barbarotto's flesh, and injected with venom.

And his body, like a gangster strangler, twisted Barbarotto on the ground, grabbed the opportunity and pulled each other's hair, slapped his hands, and pulled his teeth.

Black Moore, his legends do not circulate much in the dominion, but it is recognized that he is the master of all nightmares spreading hatred and nightmares and the master of spiritual magic.

During that Battle of the Underworld, the Black Moor of "Business Travel (Lady of the Covert Storm)" did not appear in the Underworld, and when the Underworld and the Lord were disconnected, as the highest power of the Devil, he also remained in the Lord's place.

Is there a cat in here that's boring or something? I mean, it was just a simple accident. Anybody believe that? The demons slipped away and left a top fighter to backup... Cough, we didn't have to go after what happened back then. The point is that we won the Battle of the Underworld, and now we're a rod on a boat.

As mentioned earlier, this battle was the first joint battle between underworld forces and their ground allies. It was a facial battle that could not be lost at all. In order to win, Ayer gave me full authority privately.

Full authorization, in simple terms, is actually quite small, referring to my ability to mobilize the full power of the underworld power, including, but not limited to, the power of the Lord God.

Yes, we also have the power of the Lord God, but those who have gained the divinity of the Underworld are too difficult to leave, it doesn't make much sense to lose an incarnation, and the loss of space is really not small, and in most cases, it's not a good deal.

But since the other party has the power of the Lord God, how can I just walk to the battlefield empty-handed? Especially if I accidentally have drawn hatred, so jumping in front of the other side, I suspect I am not dying fast enough.

So, I pulled out Heimore's Zhuang Ding directly. The opponent I was preparing was the tyrant monarch. I was going to take a good look at the civil war between the demon monarchs, and now it turns into the killing of the demon god and the demon god. In fact, the effect is good.

But I regret it a little.

As the pinnacle of despair, when Black Moore appeared on the battlefield, the spirit of despair was dispersed, and the weak soul was crushed by despair for the first time, some kneeling and crying on the ground, some directly with a knife.

Those who are not strong enough, if they look at him without a brain, will fall into madness and hysteria, and if they are not rescued in time, the destroyed mind will turn into a new nightmare.

“ ……. Why do I suddenly think we're the evil ones? ”

From the painting wind, at least the gods of war Danatis and Sophokeri are still very powerful, while the desperate realm of Heymour is turning the heroic warriors into lunatics, and if he is not special now, I fear that he will truly appear in the dominant position and be crusaded by the gods.

At this point, he spat at Barbarotto, who was chained to the ground by a chained sword, and he looked more positive than Barbarotto.

“If the dead cat were here, I'm afraid he'd say, 'Did you know you've always been a partner and an opposite angle?' ”

Unfortunately, no one picked up this mess. Heroise's body was coming from the Eastern Front battlefield. From the moment the gods appeared on the battlefield, she dissolved most of her splits and returned all her powers to her body. Now I need every strength.

“It sells badly, well, it's terrible, but it's really strong... hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey can you make some money i just complimented you! ”

Before I finished, Black Moore was beaten to the ground by Barbarotto, who had returned to God.

Tsk, what a mess, fist to the flesh.

And in a sense, this is also expected. After all, I didn't expect Black Moore to win Barbarotto from the beginning. After all, the difference in abilities between the two was huge, and it was helpless to let Slippery Black Moore die on the battlefield and Barbarotto in the front.

“Hang on, at least drag it to Natis to lose. ”

“It's easy to say, you do it yourself... my go, you stinking lion, you bite!? Look at my teeth! ”

Though already at a disadvantage, he should be able to hold out, at least for a short time, in terms of the exasperated roar, expecting him to hold out before Danatis loses.

Yes, I am not wrong, and I now look forward to the loss of Danatis, the most powerful abyss god with no record of defeat.

I'm afraid before this moment, no one would have expected the scene in front of them, the invincible Danatis, to have been crushed and hung for a day.

“Is this the first-born son of the Creator, the power of Titan at first? That's outrageous. Fortunately, it didn't conflict positively with him. ”

But I don't have time to watch the other battlefields. Three against three, nobody's going to hide. Whoever crashes first will cause avalanches.

The last god of the abyss, my old opponent, Sophokeri, has stood before me, and it reveals a different serenity than in the past.