The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The battlefield on the western front is in total chaos.

Plural gods appeared in the same region, confusing the elemental tides, and the rules of space were repeatedly struck by demonic legions, already broken.

Elemental confusion zones, or death demons, are often post-curse sites, or ancient battlefields of the Mythical Age, but due to the presence of too many master gods here to fight with all their might, only death demons that exist in books appear in reality.

And those most affected by the tidal chaos of the elements are, I'm afraid, the archmages who are participants in the battlefield.

Ordinary little magicians and apprentices are simply unable to apply the law in such an environment. The result of imposing the law is to be destroyed by unmanageable magic, such as a small fireball suddenly transformed into a firestorm.

Truth-level magicians are essentially self-contained in an environment that does not forbid them from demonizing themselves, but is a casual limitation of the power of the world's self-imposed domain, which is also a basic condition for the participation of the top warriors in divine warfare.

But the impact is also enormous. After all, the magician is a profession accustomed to resorting to external forces and natural rules. The chaotic tide of elements allows him to fight only with his own magic reserves. Before adapting to the new environment, a sharp decline in fighting power is foreseeable.

The sky is crying, the earth is tearing apart, the demons, demons and dead spirits refuse to give up. Instead, the dark demons in the middle of the sky become the only source of light, causing disturbing fears to spread. On this chaotic battlefield, the archmage could all die from a skull projectile ready to disintegrate.

“Get up!”

Maestro Mutter is the oldest archmage in the business, thin and full of wrinkles, always trembling with crutches like a wounded rat man, he does not appear in front of new generations on weekdays, even laughed at by his descendants, but always when the crisis comes, the old man will show his true character.

The archmage fully manipulated the elements of earth and wind, the short body swelled several times, the blue muscle straight face left sweat, he fully manipulated, but it was not an attack spell.

Driven by Master Mutter, a ground skin was cut, a temporary floating disc was erected, and they were of varying sizes, large, arguably upper floating islands, and small enough to hold dozens of people.

All floating discs hover up slowly and are eye-catching on the battlefield.

Looking at this floating disc, the mentally flexible magician was surprised first, but then delighted. When he flew to the floating disc, the more blunt descendants also woke up with reminders from their compatriots, all leaning towards the nearest floating disc.

The most dangerous thing now is the emergence of abyss forces, a totally chaotic battlefield, in which the magicians can only fight individually, in the face of the sudden appearance of the fierce demon, the powerful demon, the death is unknown and worthless.

And as long as they come together again, nature is able to use their true strength in accordance with the usual training, formation of battles, assisted, defended, attacked, with no worries.

And the fact is, as expected, that as soon as the magicians drop the floating disc and build a new defensive position according to their own research direction, some give the floating disc energy to float, some weave a new defensive spell, some start contacting other colleagues, some immediately start singing powerful attack spells after standing firm.

Perhaps the Faculty seemed clumsy and confused in the face of sudden emergencies, and when the situation stabilized slightly, solid theoretical foundations allowed them to explode in an instant with astonishing force.

A floating disc is a unit of magicians, in which high-order magicians are transported in a series, choosing the best position for themselves, and when several floating discs are brought together, a simple magician tower is built.

The top archmage commands the joint application of law under the surroundings of middle class magicians in the department, and the apprentices are busy charging and strengthening defensive positions. With the completion of the first wave of spells, countless summoning creatures descend from the void. With the cover of cannon ash, the defensive field is also successfully reduced, so that the practitioners can safely apply the law, and the magicians' serial bombardment technique forced the demons to retreat.

In the highest sky, one of the smallest floating discs stands for more than twenty people, but it is the core of the entire battlefield.

Caid, Amara, Auschluven, Arosso, the Truth Mages and their apprentices, naturally stood together, at their centre, as the Mutt Archmages, who were trying to maintain the spell, did not focus their attention on the battlefield of the "apprentice” and the devil, who were searching the entire battlefield for opportunities to change it.

The darkness without light is not an obstacle to them, and in a chaotic battlefield, the most obvious, undoubtedly, is the area where the Lord Gods fight.

The conflagration between Barbarot and Black Moore continues, with the two beasts biting each other and fighting each other, and the earth trembling with the roar of the beast. The two intertwined monsters make it difficult for the archmages to intervene and do not want to intervene.

“Is that ours? ”

“The Lion Head Monster, the headless giant, is not a good man at first glance. ”

“Don't be silly, that black giant is Black Moore, the Lord of the Betrayed Devil, and the Abyss Eater Barbarot is our enemy. ”

Even if some point out enemies, the Archmages still lack the interest to interfere in the battlefield over there.

On the other hand, the giant gods beat each other, the giant gods in the cloud could not help but summon thunder, heavy punch sparks tearing space limitations, while the bronze gods of war still painstakingly supported, even though they could not help spitting blood, but rather became more excited and joyful.

Danatis' nosebleeds were still smashed and his ridiculous nosebleeds fell like rain spots, and the area contaminated with divine blood accelerated the process of abyssalization of the area, but he became more and more excited.

This is undoubtedly the most important battlefield, but watching Titan tear apart the arms of space, that is, the transcendent must also stay away from such a battlefield, the leaking fist can easily kill the dragon, such fists cannot kill Danatis, what can the magicians do so far away.

“Give me twenty hours to hold the spell, I promise to kill him... It's a little hard to get killed, but there's absolutely no problem getting hurt. ”

“Oh, I would also like to say bring Ainlo's cloud midtown and blow him up with hundreds of years of direct magic reserves in Ainlo's cloud midtown. ”

Neither of the two truth magicians played in their misery, and no one expected it to be just a "common encirclement”, but they would encounter the Lord of the Abyss and the Lord of the Plural.

But they're not saying anything. If this is the land of the magicians, if this is the cloud city of the magicians, with the most powerful magical reserves of the magical city on the mainland, the Lord God will not like it.

“Time on the battlefield is life, less bullshit... Yunnan Middle City, 20 minutes to arrive. Anjou, when that happens, you will personally fulfill your promise. ”

Amara closed her eyes and threw amazing intelligence directly. At the same time, the archmages were stunned. Some of them revealed a sudden enlightenment, some were full of surprises, and some were a little depressed.

Since the supreme institution of the Mage is Yunnan City, it is naturally movable, but due to the strength of the Mage's country, Yunnan City has never had a chance to make a move.

And given the enormous size and quality of the city, the speed of movement is not fast, it is only possible to set out first and step on time to reach the battlefield, and those depressed archmages obviously think that they are excluded from intelligence.

“Don't blame the wife. I'm hiding. We've always had a lot of people inside. To hide from our opponents, we must hide from our own people first. There are only a few people in the inner circle who know about this. ”

Amara from "The Revelation of the Stars" explained a little bit.

Then, the news of the imminent arrival of Yunnan City spread among the warriors of the Mage's kingdom, and momentarily, the arrival of the reinforcements boosted their morale.

At this time, Amara looked to that pitch-black sky, where angels of light waving the sword were struggling with the devil, the interweaving of light and shadow, blurring everything.

Black holes, voids, fractures, death demons, sights of different dimensions, their battlefields, I'm afraid, are the most dangerous.

Light and shadow are being torn apart, and two winged masters, desperately seizing control of light, are fighting to the death in ways that the world does not understand.

I'm afraid no one understands such a battlefield, but at least, it's an even fall.

There is no doubt that the rumors that are considered nonsense are true, that the strongest saint of the mortal body is already in front of the Lord God.

Amara was also somewhat impressed by the battlefield in front of her.

“Humanity, the most incredible creature, was a boy like Margaret, and it took more than a hundred years to get there. ”

As Margaret's mentor, while she was very fond of Roland, she never expected him to make it this far.

And she didn't have much time to exclaim, perhaps because of the battlefield situation, which accelerated the speed of the masters of Middle-Cloud, revealing the sun level in the torn dark clouds, and the magnificent city descended from the sky.

“Start counter-attack! Show them the power of the magician! Look at the power of mortals! ”

I don't know who shouted first, but a “fireworks," a "light flower," started to burn the whole world.