The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Chapter 823: Eight Crimes

Perhaps it was a mistake to use the Devil's Sword North from the beginning.

At the very least, when my opponent of choice is Cavins, this sword of ice and snow can no longer be expected to work.

The same birth led to similar backgrounds. It was inconceivable that the North could not adapt to the snow. Professional fighters had been rolling in the snow mountains since childhood. Weather factors prevented marching as an excuse that only new recruits from the field were allowed to do so.

Even if I hadn't returned to the North for snow warfare over the years, I couldn't expect Cavins to have put the skills of snow warfare and snow shelter behind him.

After all, the most memorable knowledge skills, often encountered at an early age, have become not only knowledge and skills, but the theoretical basis for a person's personality and thinking habits.

Fishermen by the sea are in awe of the unknown ocean, and in the face of the endless shadows of the ocean, luck is more important than strength, and old sailors and captains are somewhat superstitious.

In the eyes of Ash's landlords, the North's silence, recklessness, and lack of obedience are as strong as glaciers on the frozen plains, lacking the spirit of civilization as the Barbarians.

This is a bias, but in a sense, a survival option.

As a Northerner, when you're experiencing weather other than bad weather or bad weather, all kinds of disconnections caused by poor resources, the toughness that the outsiders in your personality can't understand, that is, being a sine qua non for living on that land.

You can't expect a good face from the sky because bad weather is always better than good weather.

Fortunately, fatal natural conditions will make everything rapidly worse. Exposed beasts and seedlings will not survive for a day. It is only through repeated thinking and preparation that it is possible to usher in a day of abundance.

An accident, a sudden snowfall, a plot to soak up soup? A year of labor wasted? Climb up quickly, the cold winter is approaching. If you are not ready for winter, your reserves will freeze to death. The cruel North will not give you time to sigh.

Things go bad. It's negative? This negativity is a “normal” way of thinking when most of the situation is worse than expected.

Resilience, or the strength to live without a heart, however bad the situation may be, may seem pessimistic and rigid in the eyes of outsiders, but it is necessary.

“ ……. In fact, even if we leave the North, in this damned world, it is not cruel and realistic. If we want to live well, there are not many more advance preparation and preparation plans. Only multidimensional calculations and careful planning can survive. ”

“Well, the snowstorms of the world and the North are generally untouchable, bad luck may come at any time, and have fun in time. At least when you hang up, you can pronounce loudly to the world that 'I, Cavins, live happier than you’ and 'I have fun in my life’. ”

The same “material”, the same environment, the same position, eventually evolved into two completely different modes of thinking and character, which is the grip of fate? Or the choice of two goddesses? Or just plain... By chance?

“Roland, your ice and snow are of no use to me, stop or you will be dragged to death by this pointless consumption. ”

Cavins' words were not lies; he enjoyed the killing and did not expect an easy victory for such reasons.

Venue capability, regardless of effect, is always the most expensive

Rather than opening the door, now he probably expects a happy fight, the more brutal the better, this single-celled creature...

“Bastard single-cell creatures, other people do everything for a purpose, you do it for a means to forget a purpose! ”

“Someone else? You mean yourself? Now that your purpose is clear, what are you hesitating to do to stop me from opening the door? Show me all your aces! Make me happy. ”

I reconfirmed that Cavins was not a brainless kid, he didn't want to put his brain, his desire for stimulation and joyful instincts in front of reason, and he rarely thought with great logic, but for the service of the "how to have fun” bastard.

“What's the difference between human reason * * * in instinct and beasts? ”

The snowstorm, which covered the horizon, was crumbling, and in the snow waves, sound waves became the only weapon capable of warfare.

“What's the difference between thinking so much, living in boxes and puppets? ”

While dragging time, useless mouth cannons are working, and the effects of the Devil's Sword in the north are already too poor to be seen directly.

“Ah!”

And the scream of the face came a little later than the pain.

At the same time as the effectiveness of each trial is doubled, the interval is doubled, and the next trial should be 16 minutes later.

It cannot be expected at this time.

I can paint myself Holy Light Overdraft vitality, he uses his soul to rehabilitate the wounds, so long enough that we can at least adjust our bodies to be intact, rely on the sword alone to separate the victories and losses, must let the trials accumulate to the point of killing us in seconds, then, it will take a long time.

From the battle to date, he has adapted more than I do to this variable ice elf and health and new classes with more intuition, avoiding hail lightly in advance, digging pits to avoid avalanches, reacting very quickly, I'm afraid to go on like this, spending a lot of magic to maintain the world of ice and snow is an extremely inexpensive option.

Not far from here, the altar has been covered with ice and snow, not knowing whether it is hail or avalanche, has washed away the statue of the goddess on its right, and the lower half of the altar has been completely buried in the snow, at least until it is renovated, it is impossible to put it into use.

But there are many convenient and quick ways to keep the site alive, not just to destroy the altar.

The northern part of the Sword was found to have a poor effect on Cavins, but was always maintained, not just to limit the radius of movement of the other party.

The first goal has been reached, then let me try this trick to develop the Ace of Success just moments ago, this time, but the real power of the Creator level.

Cavins, aren't you going to see how I do it? It's probably enough to crush the Lord.

“Get up, Zero march. ”

As I whispered, the whole frozen earth began to shake, and countless white shadows climbed out of the snow, bodies made up of ice and snow, but mostly skeleton shapes of ice crystals.

These beings, obviously ice and snow crystals, without the dullness and indifference characteristic of any elemental creature, are like newborn creatures, crawling on their limbs blindly on the ground, like newborn babies.

Soon, however, their appearance changed, and their skin grew snow and ice on their skeletons, and their limbs began to evolve into normal limbs, as if they had completed the juvenile to adult, monkey to human evolution in a short period of time.

“First of all, the flesh..."

In the Ash world, ice and snow are probably the furthest distance from life, but in the underworld, the body of ice and snow is the foundation of the flesh of all the dead, and in that world, ice and snow are life.

In my eyes, the North is not a restricted area of life, and this sword is unfolded, and it represents the opening of the realm of life that belongs to me.

The ice and snow scattered by the Devil's Sword in the North has been turned into the seed of life in which an ice and snow life was conceived, but in order to do so, I must thank the Great Duke, Heng, who sent all his research intelligence.

On that day, in that enclosed BUG world, with endless magic, she showed me an incredible scene —— magical skeletonization.

The power of the Undead King without the creation of the Undead has diminished dramatically, and the remains remain a necessary war resource for the Undead Master….. until the results of constant research are born.

She uses magic to make bones that are supposed to belong to life, and then treats these “materials" as ordinary bones, manipulating them with spirit witchcraft, constructing spirit ashes and skeleton giants.

For her, perhaps it's just a simple tip for saving materials and collecting materials, and only magic unlimited. She can consume magic so luxuriously to create artificial bones, but for me, it's a way of the day.

The existence of the Underworld gives the ice and snow element the possibility to become an element of life under certain conditions, which is the principle.

Artificial skeleton, which uses magic to create life-specific skeletons, is the process of magical vitalization, which is technology.

When the principles and techniques are in hand, all I need to do is to experiment and refine them over and over again using the two main tools of "ice and snow magic” and “death magic”, culminating in a mature “process”.

The scene in front of us looks like the lowest elemental creature, but in fact, it still touches the creator's privilege - to create life.

And this is just the beginning, and this technology was purely theoretical research, and making a bunch of babies on the battlefield was pointless.

But by accident, a “friendly gift” from a “kind person" made up for the most missing link in my technology chain, and suddenly made this dragon slaughter technique unusual to use... No, it was unusually scary.

Yes, I'm afraid someone has guessed that the kind man is Mr. Tallinn of the Tower of Heaven.

His artificial soul, his knowledge-infusion skills, combined with my own soul-splitting skills, eventually led to a real master of creation curse - Roland's eighth sin.

Legion-level curse, city-level curse, state-level curse, race-level curse, divine curse. The curse has a simple division based on the scope of destructive power. If you must classify this curse, I'm afraid, only the world curse is more appropriate.

The intended enemy of this curse was the plural Lord God and the infinite army of the abyss, Cavins, who died under this curse, and you were not wronged at all!

“The first part of the ‘Eighth Sin of Roland', the march of Zero, is over, the second part… The forbidden fruit of the artificial soul is activated. ”