The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The red sword, adorned with a silver light pattern, has two blades that are dull and cannot be cut or even used as a kitchen knife.

In the position of the blade handle, it is a silver figure embossed with a mask.

He held the hammer with his hands, symbolizing the evil trial, holding the silver balance with his hands, representing the reciprocity between sin and punishment. Hanging from the chains between his waists, he was the original representative of the origin of the law.

These are not all of the artifacts themselves, but part of them, together with the special identity of the swordsman, is, in a sense, the embodiment of the insomniac.

“Trial, revenge. ”

Invisible, the figure of the insomniac emerges from the sword, and when this God of judgment and law appears in the mortal world, all sins are judged.

The atheistic silver eyes lock all present, with no emotion present.

How does it feel to be watched by yourself? But it must not feel good to be judged on your own.

“Guilty. ”

As soon as the hammer landed, the pain came out of the chest, the heart and lungs were sore, the blood in the larynx could not swallow, the corner of the mouth was probably sprayed, and even if I didn't look, it was just the pain in the limbs, I also knew that my flesh was flying and my wounds were severe.

And the only thing that makes me laugh is because in front of me, Cavins, the wounds are worse!

The left hand of the tall demon has been broken, the black sword is filled with cracks, it appears to be a special weapon integrated with the body, and there is nothing below the right knee, there are cracks everywhere, flesh and blood collapse to bring a gap.

If it was a normal person, it would have died a long time ago.

That split but barely kept the human figure, like a broken doll, forced to stick together by glue, if not the Abyss God strong enough, this blow is enough to kill him.

But this is just the beginning…

The sword. Vengeance still floats slowly in the air, the eyes of the sleepless remain locked on two “sinners”, “it" is gradually counting our sins, and the next trial will be even more deadly.

This is the first of the dual functions of the revenge of the French sword. When the judge announces the opening of the trial, the suspects on the dock will be gradually counted, tried and sentenced immediately.

Needless to say, at this point, both of us, me and Cavins, have committed crimes that far exceed the lower limit of the death penalty, but, as I expected, the power of the law is also a force of rules, and it has to work, naturally in conflict with the resistance and ability of the target.

Kill the Lord God with this second of strike? I never thought I'd be able to hurt Cavins to such an extent that it exceeded my expectations. This is a soul-level trial, where the soul is damaged, and the body is damaged.

At this time, his body was forced to be supported by fragmentation, and his soul was naturally torn apart.

“Ha, Cavins, looks like your crimes are a lot heavier than mine. ”

The more serious the crime, the more effective the power of the law becomes.

In a sense, I would like to thank the insomniac for his soul judgment when he ascended to God. The original sin, which no longer punishes, allowed me to cut off the old account of the eternal night in the eyes of the insomniac, otherwise it would be difficult for me and Cavins to say whose sin was heavier than who.

My crimes, basically the accumulation of more than a decade now, a significant part of which is the massacre just committed, should not have reached the level of the death penalty, and Cavins… Even if I didn't have to break the law, I could see the sinful red hair on this soul.

If I die in front of Cavins, this sword is my strength after all, and it will disappear naturally, then I will probably be the biggest joke of the year, and the indestructible will change their name to Suicide.

“This is just the beginning. ”

One minute has passed, the execution of the condemned person has not been completed, and the next round of punishment has arrived.

Sleepless incarnate eyes flashed silver and the hammer fell again.

“Guilty. ”

This time, the blood spilled out of his mouth again, and I was thrilled that a large wound appeared on the neck of the flesh-flying Cavins, and the blood sprayed like ink.

“Ha, every trial is doubled, but the damage is doubled, Cavins. How many times can you take it? ”

But the next scene came as a surprise to me.

Calvins, who was badly traumatized, was rarely silenced and suddenly waved his hand and a piece of broken soul appeared on the demon's remains and was directly drawn and absorbed by it.

“.. I go, the devil's soul devours power. ”

Eating flesh and soul is the devil's universal ability to heal itself, and I certainly wouldn't look at him like that, but when I was about to slaughter him, I took a step forward, and under my knees I was blurred, stepping on me, slipping on my blood, and pouring directly into the bloodstream.

Cavins instantly completed the soul extraction, the crumbling flesh stabilized, the scene in front of me, making me laugh when I barely looked up.

“Stupid, soul-picking is a felony, and your next trial will be even more lethal. ”

“... you die, I live. ”

Short words indicate that he has seen through everything. If he kills me before the next trial, this epic artifact will naturally become ineffective.

“No. There's a simpler way. ”

But then he turned his head and left, which was the way I handled my headache the most.

The automatic sword obviously cannot move, nor does it restrict people's ability to move. It is enough to re-elect the battlefield by walking out of its range of abilities, and Cavins, passing through hundreds of battles, instantly sees through the soft ribs of this ability.

Of course, I can increase rules-based life restrictions when casting swords, but dispersed rules-based forces can greatly weaken this weapon.

In order to gain a powerful ability to kill the Lord God, the only effect of this sword is to give back the damage to the perpetrator.

Even though Cavins sees through the weakness of this sword, how could I not be prepared? From the beginning, the French sword was not designed to be used alone...

“Return, Devil's Sword, North! ”

Even indoors, at this moment, the landscape changes completely, with clouds, heavy snow, and snow build-up growing at visible speeds.

When the snow fell, Cavins was stunned, and perhaps he didn't expect to experience the snow again here in the North.

And I carefully controlled the ice and snow battlefield and successfully brought the altar into the battlefield.

Snowstorms in the North may not be particularly effective for us, but I am confident about the destructive power of buildings, considering the history of the North.

And the second power of the French sword, which plunged us into this snowy battlefield, was the possibility of being activated.

“Next, let's see who can take longer. ”