The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Wishing art, this high-ring art, although always the patent of the archmage and powerful being, is not uncommon in this world and always appears in stories, theatre, mythology... But either the villains or the results are bad.

No one who really knows it would ever want to rely on it.

Make a wish come true? Well, if that was the case, the wizard would have ruled the world a long time ago, and anyone who had made a wish would probably have come to the common conclusion - never use it again.

The reason for this is that some people probably make most of their wishes, and others follow the principle of equivalent exchange, how much they pay and how much they get.

“Don't be greedy. ”

This is the story of the experience of those who wish to succeed. It is also the last source of laughter for the owners of fabled stories and mythical dramas. The powerful rebels, often in greedy desires, go to the end. The monsters, artifacts, and alien lords all fulfill each other's wishes in a peculiar way.

Theatre comes from reality, and as far as I know, a lot of it has to do with wishful arts and fable stories, and it's all prototypical.

Longing for eternity? The incarnate statue is embedded in the stars, absolutely immortal.

Desire for power? It gives you the power to break the entire planet in an instant, and then you're really broken.

Desire to be a god? Either you merge with the corpses of the stars, or with the last one, at the moment of ascending the throne, you can't control the priesthood and the throne, and you crash instantly.

Desiring to be surrounded by beautiful women like clouds? The unfortunate mercenary king's eyes were accompanied by a permanent illusion, and since then, all men have become beautiful women of all colours... In a sense, this is probably the worst, but since the parties are satisfied, a huge "rear palace” has been built, and it's better to imagine a little bit of the hell, uh, not too much for the latter.

Wishing is not a panacea, it's just a mechanism to achieve your goals through a delicate exchange.

Some say that the existence of a desire is divine, but no god has ever been responsible for it, and most magicians, tending to be the rules of the world, have completed this deal.

In a sense, it's a deal that's bound to be “successful," depending, of course, on how you define success, and if you're going to get a golden mountain for fifty cents, you can't blame the wishing technique for burying it under the goldmine's vein forever.

Even in terms of discretionary language, this rule cannot be changed, as it is unlikely that the owner of the store will sell the goods for less than the cost, no matter how good the bargaining master may be. If this happens, it can only be robbery or fraud.

Wishing skills, however, do not find the target of the robbery.

Those who succeed in wishing, who drive the magical energy consumed by wishing, can already be used to fulfill their goals themselves and are doomed to lose and sell.

But not to say that this spell is pointless, I've seen Ryan, the archmage who really uses wishing, and he uses wishing techniques in ways that are thought-provoking.

“Wish, I want a bottle of '62 Soze. ”

“Wish, I want the house to be clean. ”

“Wish, I think my apple seedlings would turn into big trees in a day and bear fruit. ”

In his hands, wishing is not a ladder to achieve ambitious goals, but a tool to make life easier and faster. In his eyes, wishing and other spells make no essential difference.

“If I want to get anything, I'll get it myself. ”

The right way to “deal” with the world is with the right desire to stop, the slightly lost deal, the convenience of paying excessive costs.

On top of this world-point inscription, I feel the power of wishmaking, which is directly linked to the roots of the world, through the authority of the Creator, at the expense of the world.

It can be said that this very existence is more precious than its power, and if I were to be able to discover the mystery of the Creator, even if only slightly, it would be the progress of the whole civilization, but unfortunately, I have no time to study it at all right now, and I implicitly feel that as long as I leave here, I will never be able to come again.

This “wish-making technique”, which limits the scope of wishes, makes it impossible to misinterpret them.

I am not worried that the creator's feelings for his children will be fulfilled in the worst possible way, so why bet once?

“Me, Roland. Lan, Destination I hope to reach… Cavins least wants me to show up! ”

If this is not possible, then change to a specific location.

And once that happens, I'm most likely to still be on the battlefield of Bayer, but if that happens, and I'm not on that battlefield, then it's really worth looking forward to.

“I've been passive all these days, because of Cavins' early layout, and I can only keep up step by step, even if I go to the Battlefield of Bayer, is that really his point? Not necessarily.”

Now there is a chance to catch up, why give up.

And when I said this wish, it was not answered, and when I hesitated to change it, the world in front of me had changed.

“Is this the authority of the Creator? There is no feeling... ”

When I hesitated to look forward, a bunch of busy little demons also stared at me suddenly appearing, because I was too surprised, some of them directly left the objects in my hand, but the next one, seeing my face, became more and more panicked.

“Pfft, pfft! ”

The whip fell in the sky and the whip dispersed the little demons.

The next moment, a high-ranking magic demon fell in front of me, half kneeling before me.

“My lord, you're back. ”

I was stunned, but then suddenly I realized.

This enchantress should think of me as Cavins, and Cavins often does human forms without the power to divulge. If he's not familiar, he can't tell us apart.

I looked around, and it seemed like a pit of pitch black, but there were busy demons and humans everywhere, and they seemed to be building something.

And as soon as I looked past, I felt a few gazes.

Next, I did not hesitate to initiate the transformation of the original sinful demon, the magic of the abyss covered my body, the abyss power on my skin overflowed, seemed to feel something, the enchanted demon in front of me trembled, seemed very afraid.

“ ……. How's the job I gave you? ”

It's not the magic magic of being a watchman here, it's me who asked the exit first.

My tone is very blunt, but it does not conceal the arrogance and indifference of it. It is highly likely to imitate the tone of Cavins' tone. The bet is that the magic in front of him is not familiar with Cavins at all.

It's just a high-ranking magic. There are no millions or hundreds of thousands of them in the abyss. Even if you see the Lord God of the Abyss on a weekday, it's just a distant glance, and you can remember your face, probably relying on the painting.

And now that she's mistaken, I'm very successful at this.

“Great lord, I am Tina, the second supervisor, and we have been working day and night, and Lord Didina has whipped thirty-seven lazy soft eggs himself, but... but that great task is too difficult, and we need a little more time. ”

Meizu knelt on the ground, shaking all over his head, and dared not look at me at all. He seemed scared that the progress of the project was not ideal enough and tore himself apart at will by the unhappy demonic god.

And looking at Melancholy Tina in front of me, I laughed. Though it's not going to be long, there's no reason to miss the lead party and the intelligence that came to my door.

“Don't let them know I'm watching the progress privately now. See if you dare to lazy in the long run. Show me the way. Let me see what you've done. If it doesn't satisfy me... haha. ”

The heel of the magic magic just stood softly, almost fell to the ground, a funny “heh”, in her mind replenished purgatory hundred sentences.

In her level of enchantment, let alone the wrath of the Abyss God, the wrath of the Abyss God can leave her without burial.

Big Demon, you never have reason, you never have to reason.

In the past, as a result of trivial things, the evil man was torn apart and swallowed by the tragic fate of the magical sisters. Tina climbed forward with a roll, but did not see the “lord” behind her, revealing a rather amusing smile.

“Well, let me see what else Cavins is hiding. ”