The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Countless columns of light erupt through the gates of the dimension, and what follows is a cluster of steel battleships.

Circles, squares, cylinders, canoes, giant ships, all sorts of different standards, giant carriers, mostly steel warships of all kinds, but also strange giant creatures.

“Who's calling the fleet….. isn't this painting a little wrong! ”

I wiped the corners of my eyes, and I couldn't believe what I saw, and I saw clearly that in a battleship, there was actually a little black dot in the shape of a person.

“Individuals crossing the universe? A magic girl with a staff? It looks like I need a little 58-degree panacea..... system, exchange me two bottles of two-pot head first, plus, do you have anything to say? ”

……. The world is huge.]

I am silent, this is definitely bullshit, when the closed door opens, the ghost will know what is out there, of course the world is big.

And the war in the sky is not over.

Thanks to the enormous size of the Bynathon Demon, I'm afraid anyone can see this battlefield.

In the floods of light caused by warships, vast planetary creatures still lack the capacity to confront them.

From the very beginning of the vast fleet, it ran without hesitation, but perhaps this is not the first time that a chaotic combined fleet has been so skilled.

And the thing that bothers me the most is that some of these ships are just such properties.

“Isn't that divine? Even though it's obviously a shrink, ah, blown up, there are people in there, not giant robots, but costumes of the same size? How is that dish ship so familiar, Enterprise? ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. ”

After so many years of closure, Aishi had the chance to find a way out, left alone, but had never heard of anyone outside who had succeeded in entering, did there really not have an outsider?

Not necessarily.

Me, Roland, is the survivor of the memories of previous generations, and if I recall correctly, the ships of these properties are the styles of the famous sci-fi movies and comics of the day.

Instead of just which worlds are developing in movies and comics, I believe it's the dead ship engineers who fly into the universe who carry on their favorite culture in another way, like playing plastic dwarves in a ratio of one to one, up to a few buildings tall and real versions, if that's the case, there's only one possibility...

“….. less than a hundred years ago, the planet has actually developed to this point. ”

Now think about it, it seemed unexpected. When I left, I remembered 201X, and astronomy had landed in the sky to explore an endless universe.

At the rate that technology erupted in that year, we gave them another 400 years and 20 generations to develop, and by 24XX, it was entirely possible to develop to the Battleship Yamato... If you don't play too high, it turns out to be a nuclear war, a junk war.

And from all the designs and typical human styles that make up at least half my fleet, maybe my home planet isn't far from Ash.

[... this is really...

The system had nothing to say, and I had considered that possibility, but I couldn't even tell the goddess of order what I was going to be in the world, didn't open the door, didn't know how far the earth and Ash were.

And now that they're here with Caroline's help, I know pretty much what happened.

If there is light, if there are bandits, there are cops, if there are wolves, there are sheep... I didn't say the opposite. These days, sheep are much better than wolves. Wolves eat sheep and they have long been elevated into epic missions. Some immortal superwolf, thousands of episodes cannot be completed.

Cough, I think that while Caroline thinks mechanically, the logic of mechanical thinking starts entirely from theory and possibilities. Since there are hungry “hunters” out there, would it be manageable and hostile to the "hunters” of these beasts... Now that this is the best chance of saving the world, let's do it.

“With so many, Caroline may have blew herself to death in the midst of invincibility. For God, flesh is power, and power is will, the fragment of the Light God, which may be the best way to call for help in the world... ”

I think the speculation is correct, but the system is so heavy that it denies me.

[That's impossible. Actually, I knew the cause of Caroline's death half a month ago. I didn't tell you because it was embarrassing...]

Shame on you? How can you be ashamed of yourself for blocking doors so valiantly, facing so many giant gods, monsters, bravely fighting to the last minute, and sending out a distress message? I've changed Carolina.

[No, there shouldn't have been a battle, you know, Caroline, he's a god of order, he's a pure god of faith, and outside the door, he's not in the service area of the rules of faith...]

“Ah?”

I pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized.

“He rushed out and found himself before he had met the enemy... No signal? ”

………

Silence, though, is undoubtedly an acquiescence, which in a sense is indeed a little... silly.

“… although he was an enemy in the past, I feel that with this act of crying for help, he will leave behind the great and righteous wisdom of history. Perhaps he will also be a hero of salvation and become an object of worship by future generations…. For the sake of Ash's honor, let's pretend we don't know anything at this time. ”

I can already imagine how embarrassed Caroline was at the time, believing in God was inseparable from faith, and he himself was a pile of countless faith forces, and when Caroline rushed out of Ash, it was like cutting off his faith supply, like a broken kite, unable to go back, no signal Nokia, only to block bullets.

When he finds himself rapidly weakened to near extinction, then... then he probably finds out how he can't survive, and then he doesn't hesitate to choose to blow himself up on the spot, no wonder he's falling so fast.

And because he is falling so fast, our average strength rating is also very high, it seems, a little too high...

[Now it seems that this swallowing star is much smaller than what we encountered back then. It may just be a young body, but it shouldn't be too hard to deal with. As long as it comes to Ash, we have to revise ourselves according to Ash's rules. According to our calculations back then, although it will definitely cause a serious breakdown when it comes, after being weakened by world rules, you two brothers will be able to deal with it.

Our brothers? Two main gods are enough?

Well, swallowing stars is weaker than expected, so the messy fleet that needs a hug to beat swallowing stars is no better than expected? From the standpoint of that chaotic organization, it does look like a temporary organization of the Miscellaneous Army.

I quietly estimate that science and technology, demonic civilization, as soon as the theoretical foundations are formed, will enter a period of high speed, and at the rate of technological progress that Eichmann is now making, the day that the floating warships leave the atmosphere will not be very far away, perhaps within three or four hundred years, our floating warships will be able to enter the universe, and we can also become real interstellar civilizations by walking beneath the stars.

At this time, Swallow had completely defeated and fled, but the battleships had no intention of pursuing them, and they were halfway through the air, putting invisible pressure on the gods and mortals.

“Announcement that we have expelled the Silver Star Destroyer of the Interplanetary Pirate with a threat of 15623, fulfilled the rescue obligation of the Intelligent Biological Watch Agreement, first discovered that civilization such as Er has developed to leave the planet as an individual force, meeting the minimum requirements of the Covenant B membership world, in accordance with paragraph 3 of the Agreement, we, as senior B contractors, invite your civilization to join the Watch Agreement…..”

A mutual rescue pact? What a familiar setup, an interstellar United Nations?

“Tsk, looks like it's the same everywhere, there's wolves, there's hunters, there's society, the little world opens, there's not the same big world out there. ”

And in the middle of the sky, a huge projection is flying with mysterious symbols, but whoever it is, whether that race is literate or not, can understand this ancient and solemn agreement without any ambiguity.

“The Intelligent Biowatch Pact. ”

“One, wait is not alone, wait is not the only, every encounter of intelligent life in the endless universe is a praiseworthy miracle, please put down the slaughterknife in your hand and in your heart to find the possibility of communicating...”

“XII. It is the duty of every intelligent creature to watch, guard and assist…”

“XVII. All power comes from the soul. There is no essential difference between soul energy, magic, technology, wisdom. Do not discriminate against other civilizations and individuals at any time…”

A bargain covenant attracted my attention, with too much knowledge and rules of detail, but the horizon was blurred. It seemed that it was too relaxed and obsessed to report to the Underworld River at once.

I was a little hesitant, but when I thought about the trouble of dealing with aliens later, I was able to succeed in becoming a handshake, but I was a little happy.

“Am I more willing to die than work..."

[This... That's impossible, Mom! It's Mom!

What scares the Great Goddess of Order to scream at Mom? Is it the new version of Mommy Beauty... Cough, it seems a little fun to play infarction before you die.

And I was stiff, trying to discern, and I was almost scared to shout at my mom.

At the bottom of the agreement, there are twelve old-fashioned signatures, and they should be the first signatories of the Watchdog Pact to leave their mark on the original Pact.

Their name is the concept of their existence, and they can appreciate their immeasurable power just by witnessing, while the fifth ranked one is so familiar.

“Ash… ”