The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

When Roland was trapped in the flame element, the chaos battlefield in the main position was also in chaos.

An angel falls, angels are fragile like chickens, chaotic spaces are gradually rationalized, the wrathful Lord of Holy Light gradually finds his goal, and at the cost, the golden blood spills over this space.

As in the past, order and chaos erupted again.

Evolution? Not necessarily, but the useless death of a noble man in the past is ironic, and, of course, perhaps worth it in the eyes of some beings.

Chaotic spaces, such as the stormy ocean, are filled with deadly dark streams and reefs, and that shattered space and fractures are more deadly than any death trap.

Normally, order angels and gods will have their own power to gradually correct the distortions and make up for the cracks, but now, I'm afraid the last thing they need is time.

Every moment, there is a powerful meteorite on the battlefield, which is a sacrifice for the battlefield, and it belongs to both sides.

The gods of the order of death, their scattered spirits, divine blood, priesthood, divine power, gradually neutralize this distorted area, paving the way to attack the gates of the crystal wall.

Is this a waste? Not necessarily in the eyes of both parties involved in the war.

The ancient gates of bronze swallowed all the sacrifices, and the twin goddesses on both sides of the gates were embossed, slowly opening their eyes.

Slightly open lips seem to be talking about something.

The right-hand goddess of order, Yongrong, is gorgeous, the white robe is more like a work of art, the long golden glow shines brightly, and the blue blue eyes sparkle with wisdom and mercy.

The white wings behind her trembled slightly, her hands together for ten prayers, her eyes filled with sadness, seemingly unbearable to witness the world's tragedy.

The chaos demon on the left is gorgeous, the short black hair has red glowing eyes, the red eyes are a little scary white, the forehead angle is more cute than playful.

Unlike her double-wing sister, Cynthia has only the Devil's Wings on the left and is not dressed as a woman, wearing bright red armor.

Classical armor only protects critical areas. She holds a long red gun and leaps to the battlefield to try it. The English posture is more of a goddess of war than a devil's lord.

At this time, Cynthia, with a smile on her mouth, seemed happy to see everything in front of her, seemed satisfied with a rich sacrifice, or more satisfied with the gladiator fight in front of her.

The appearance of the gods of the two children, for the first time in the presence of their descendants, is, I'm afraid, astonishingly similar to their creation.

But seeing the presence of this gateway is probably not a way to appreciate the faces of the two goddesses.

In front of this door, Cavins, who was always lightweight, also rarely wore heavy armor and armed. After all, the opponent he was about to face was the strongest known in the world - the Lord of Holy Light.

Even if the design has been weakened several times, even if the identity has been lost several times, the Lord of the Holy Light, after repeated weakening, remains the most powerful Lord God on the Lord's throne.

Thousands of years of Holy Light faith, billions of devout believers dedicated to the power of faith, the Lord of Holy Light without Himself, has always been recognized as the strongest in the world.

The slowly rising sun in front of him allowed Cavins to end his dormancy and prepare for the shock of the Holy Light camp.

Faced with a strong enemy that was theoretically impossible to defeat, not only was he not at all hesitant and worried, but he was excited and had waited for the day for nothing.

“First of all, Caroline is mine. Let me try the strength of the Abyss Son of the last generation. ”

His words were not answered, but his presence beside him was naturally at the top of the world.

Demons, demons, dead spirits, dragons, humans, cults, fanatics, I'm afraid this is the most sophisticated team in the world, and the exasperation of their leaders has undoubtedly inspired their will.

But not everyone is happy with the end of the greeting plan.

Danatis, eager for battle, was a bit impeccable at the moment, just indifferently watching what was happening in front of him, and his sometimes complicated expression on Cavins's face, but now that he was badly wounded, he probably had no choice.

The ghost who captured heat and life, the coloured lonely soul, stood at the door alone, seemed to be studying the embossing on it, had no intention of participating in the battlefield in front of her, for her revenge on Roland was the only goal… but from the glittering look of obscurity and thought in her eyes, she could not even convince herself of this reason.

Yet another Great Sovereign, seemingly stabbed by the holy light of the Lord of Holy Light, is trying to remove traces of his existence.

Ambitious to enter the main position, Shoplice is squatting in the corner with frustration.

He probably already regretted coming to the world, and although he survived that battle, I'm afraid he would never have stayed here if he had other options.

The same goes for demons, high-ranking dead spirits and demons who survived that war before, when they were unable to leave the space, when the gods and angels of Holy Light killed them, their race and identity determined that they had to fight for survival.

Naturally, other inhabitants of the dominant side will not sit by and watch the deterioration of events as the pillars on the side of chaos and order approach the final battle.

Neither the Grand Mage nor the Grand Druid are waste, they have their own set of perceptions of the world, and even though the arrogant Holy Light camp remains silent, the fact that the door is opening continues to spread rapidly in the world of mortals.

A floating warship, flying warcraft, dragon beast took off in silence, and they followed the Holy Light camp out of the road to advance to the battlefield. The passengers on it were equally complex, with human beings, elves, beasts, dragons, spirits, magicians, goblins and even gods of other divine systems sending their identities, incarnations, or themselves.

As the end of the world approaches, no one can wait quietly at home for everything to happen, even if he is an immortal god.

The natural god system, although there is no god king, has a double-digit high god on that strangely shaped natural beast.

Even after losing contact with Roland, the Pluto moved on to the giant skeleton warship between them, the super monster warship that covered the breath of death and the underworld, with the breath of God.

The gods and beasts of the ocean have finally left their sanctuary, wrapped in giant demonic whales and shells, moving slowly forward.

The equally slow moving city of the cloud, whose initiative was almost completely destroyed in previous battles, still appeared on the front lines of the battlefield, although it was a bit embarrassing to see dragged away by dragons and giant beasts.

In the sky, too, there are traces of elemental creatures, and the wind and ground elemental lords who met in the past were able to coexist peacefully on a battleship, and they are by no means the only exceptions.

In this strange tranquillity, in the pressures of the end of the world, the dead and angels can accompany them, and the Reverend Holy Light can chat peacefully with the Dead Sorcerer.

The spirits also sent their air fleet, and although all seven virtues had arrived, their “queen” was not here.

Strictly speaking, Emila is also fighting for this position at this time, although the situation is slightly different.

“Aigoo, this is not the dry girl who lacks‘ nutrition ', she hasn't graduated from the love father plot yet? Give it up. Look at that cat. Look at me. Even if you're not his daughter, it's impossible. ”

I'm completely speechless, sister. Are you really here to help me, not to pit me? How can you be ridiculous when you're on the field? Don't be ridiculous. Eliza's about to leave! And the dead cat, don't show your adult figure at this time!