The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

"Every day, the world before our eyes changes."

This sentence is undoubtedly the most suitable comment for Dreamland Forest, but it would be more appropriate to change "every day" to "every moment".

Under the control of the will of the plane... well, Amyra is sleeping, it should be said that under my guidance, this forest is changing every moment. One moment it was a forest path, and the next moment it became a deep pit .

Not to mention the incoming undead army, even members of the wood spirit clan will get lost in their own forest.

Not to mention the child of the forest's innate ability to never get lost in the woods, as far as I know, it's mostly the druids and rangers who have memorized maps by heart.

After all, people’s memory is limited. If you were still a lake before going to bed last night, but you woke up the next day and saw a prosperous city, you always feel that something is wrong. It’s normal to still remember the road but it’s strange.

"...Why did the market disappear again? Why did the Smurf 356 from the house next door live in a tree? And, most importantly, why am I in the lake! Ahhh, all my collections have been ruined."

It took this unlucky child more than half an hour to get her belongings out of the water, but what happened to her was not uncommon. The unlucky child who was sent to the top of the towering giant tree the next morning was the worst of.

With the talent to communicate with trees, as long as you are not afraid of heights, it is not difficult to get down by yourself, but the transportation of those collections back and forth makes people want to die.

Collection? The newly born wood spirit should have no wealth? But oddly enough. This new ethnic group seems to have other hobbies, like squirrels collecting all kinds of useful and useless materials, such as various seeds and fruits, and trophies collected from the undead. There are even subtle things like the pelvis of a lich and the tooth decay of a ghoul.

As long as it comes to the collectibles they are interested in, they are not as indifferent as the fairies in the forest. They are just like aunts vying for discounts in the market, especially in their minds that the best hidden treasures are things outside the forest, and even, at the end The first thing to do in a war with the undead is to fight for the spoils of war.

"...This is a good thing. At least they have their own hobbies, which is a manifestation of intelligent creatures having themselves."

Although the bottom of my heart said so. But looking at those little lolitas with innocent and cute smiles showing off their gut-hating to me, the subtle discomfort became deeper and deeper.

"Forget it, since it's Emira's family. It's too normal to be unbelievable."

【It seems that it has nothing to do with you at all,

The father of the family. By the way, do you need to give you an undisguised 'honorary title' - the father of Wan Luo, to let everyone know that you want to be a father? 】

"Please don't."

Well, I immediately surrendered, this girl is too vicious, if you go out with this title, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud, it's a pure heart that doesn't make people live.

cough. Closer to home, due to the rapid changes in the terrain, the first thing the wood spirit wakes up every day is. It is to use psychic ability to contact with the same race and surrounding trees, download the latest topographic map, or you will definitely get lost if you don't go out.

After spending so much energy, these changes are not meaningless, on the contrary, this is a manifestation of the evolution of the entire forest.

"What kind of opponent is the scariest? The one with the fastest speed? The one with great strength? No. The one who is a hundred times bigger than you is the scariest. He can beat you by hundreds of steps with one step. Can you be faster than him? He can beat you with just one finger. With a big body, no matter how strong you are, can an ant move an elephant?"

In fact, it is officially so. If the dragon is shrunk a hundred times, it will be just a small fire-breathing lizard. If the titan is shrunk, it will be just a large doll. The size, the mighty strength of an ant, the poisonous sting of a scorpion, and the immortality of Xiaoqiang, that is the incomparable fear.

Therefore, to completely improve the defense of this forest, it only needs to enlarge the forest ten times, one hundred times, one thousand times. Then, all kinds of magical plants derived from it will naturally be relatively enlarged and their power will be greatly increased.

In fact, the effect is even better than I expected. The pinecone explosion bomb, which is ten times larger than mine, makes people really unable to comment. When it explodes, it will be a cloud bomb or even a small nuclear bomb, which was originally only used for stumbling The roots, tendrils, and vines in the end turned into a net of death that seized everything, and even those large reinforced shells could evolve into giant titans that covered the sky.

With the blessing of the will of the plane, it is so unreasonable, but it is not without restrictions.

The arbitrariness of the rules of the plane distorts the rules of its existence. Then, as long as they leave this ** plane, these overly unconventional existences will lose the soil for survival, but in this forest, the will of the plane is the greatest. Your thoughts will be turned into reality, what is false is also true, and what is unreasonable should also be reasonable.

This is undoubtedly the advantage of the defender. It seems that as time goes by, the gap between the two sides will become wider and wider. If I were the commander of the undead, I would definitely not choose to let the will of the plane evolve by itself. The sooner the decisive battle, the better.

But maybe my existence put too much pressure on the other two old acquaintances, maybe they have no experience in this field, maybe they are just lazy, although the tentative attacks continue, but the real decisive battle has not yet come, they The way of coping is too conservative in my opinion.

There is obviously something unreasonable in this. The will of the plane was still sleeping before, and the way of coping tended to be instinctive. Now that I am a dog-headed military strategist, the evolution is naturally targeted. Is the highest winning rate.

Of course, too high-speed evolution has also brought some small problems, such as various imbalances and out-of-control of the too small wooden spirit body operation strengthening shell, such as finding the way home every day and taking big adventures, after all, it is already an individual The wood elves are already a real race, and it is impossible to change at will according to the mother's wishes. Once the young birds are out of the nest, they will not return.

But this also means that these wood spirits are the same intelligent race as humans and elves. As a rare new race in modern times, their development potential is limitless, and it is just a little evaluation. When the adult wood spirits are equipped with a reinforced shell that can be used outside, they can display the combat power of the silver rank. This is a newborn silver race that is at the same level as the upper elves. Just by creating the Wood Spirit Clan, Amyra is destined to be famous in history.

"Unknowingly, Amyla, you have done a great thing."

These days, in order to facilitate the evolution of the forest, I rest at the core lake.

Gently tidied Amyra's messy hair, the seemingly pure Sleeping Princess still had no intention of waking up, and her sleeping appearance was completely free from the madness of the past. On the contrary, there is a rare fragility, just like the white lily after the rain. With the delicacy of rain beating pear blossoms, it is very pitiful.

"If you don't talk, it's still kind of cute."

He gently cleaned up the fallen leaves around him, but his eyes were attracted by the face that had regained a little blood color.

Since falling asleep. There is always a childlike smile on the corner of her mouth, the dark circles under her eyes that used to hang around her eyes have disappeared without a trace, the abundant blood color is the best makeup, the pale lips in the past have become rosy and attractive, the pure The extremely sleeping appearance makes people feel calm, just like an angel who cannot be profaned.

But even while admiring the beauties, I was thinking about unsightly topics.

"It seems that the offerings are not enough to wake you up."

The soul is the source of everything. Just as the two supreme goddesses absorb nutrients through soul fragments in reincarnation and restore themselves, as a newly born will of the plane. Amyra also needs a lot of souls to supplement her body, and undoubtedly, the undead are the best choice.

"Just write down this favor for me, and I will ask you to pay it back in the future."

He flicked the raised nose tip lightly, but unexpectedly found that it felt good. Then I took advantage of the situation and sneaked two......

Just now I was still lamenting that this girl is so easy to bully, in the psychological link. Rosa sent me an urgent contact.

She told me that there was something wrong with the new wave of enemy troops outside the forest. The scene unexpectedly got out of control, and I knew it was time to leave.

"You are more valuable than usual, and I will wake you up."

It's not an oath, it's not a promise, it's just what I'm going to do, and that's my decision.

It's just that when I got up, I didn't notice that the corner of the Sleeping Beauty's mouth behind her was slightly pulled away, as if she was secretly laughing.

But the fallen leaves fluttering in the wind fell slowly, forming the beautiful handwriting, and those shining traces are the beauty of passing by the wooden man.

"Just use everything I have to repay your favor, dear Roland, don't say no."

"Leave, (If you don't leave, I will depend on you for life and death)."

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Due to the existence of the will of the plane, the Forest of Dreams as an independent plane is indeed incomprehensible, but what it really faces is not just the middle and low-level undead in front of it.

Fetland's qualifications are not enough to see good or bad. The former First Consul Gricasio has enough qualifications and strength. He has already seen the rules of the plane, but he doesn't want to say it.

After all, Gricasio knows that if the situation is clear, after knowing that this is a time-limited war that is under the control of the opponent, it may be time for him to charge forward. At that time, if he does not want to defy the will of the undead emperors , you not only have to face that person head-on, but your own huge body is the best target, and the probability of becoming cannon fodder for a meat shield is ninety-nine percent.

Do a decisive battle with that person at the opponent's home court? At the same time, you want to challenge the will of a newborn plane? Gricasio is still very self-aware, and he doesn't think he has lived enough.

"Anyway, it's not my business. There is a high ceiling when the sky falls. If the undead emperors don't make a move, why should I kill others to benefit from it?"

The strength of the former First Consul who has already stepped on the gate of the demigod rank is impeccable, but the undead emperors miscalculated his selfishness. Since he can go to the next level after waiting for two hundred years, why take the risk? Risking your life for others? Gricasio has never been a good person who sacrifices himself for others, let alone a warrior who sacrifices his life for righteousness, otherwise he would not be alive today.

So, the cunning ancient bone dragon started to do foreign work, leaving Fertland to be overwhelmed, but when his only companion finally couldn't help but plan to fight in person, he stopped him and quietly told the secrets about the plane, Then... There were two people who worked abroad!

In a sense. Emperor Esso, who blasphemed the plane, really chose the wrong person. Fetland and Gricasio are both good, but if they are really responsible. Dare to fight. The two of them together have scheming and strength, how can they get to this point if they can't do any big things.

Gricasio was born on a horse, and he has never suffered any hardship or humiliation. "A dog is a dog, and a horse is fine, as long as it can survive, everything will be fine" is his Longsheng motto. It is basically unrealistic for him to work so hard. Especially since the undead emperors were so stupid that they had already given him the reward he wanted, so he didn't even want to work hard.

"... If I survive, I will also enter the demigod rank one day! Do you want me to fight recklessly with that person? No way."

But seeing that the situation is getting worse and worse, the two undead lords who spent a lot of money to send them are not in the state. Dreamland Forest is getting stronger and stronger, and some people finally can't stand it anymore.

Suddenly, when another wave of undead wargroups who were sending heads rather than investigations left, the black beam of light transmitted on behalf of the plane suddenly shook violently, the whole area began to shake wildly, and dark clouds gathered frantically. The earthquake was so strong that the ground broke, the small undead were directly buried alive, and the flying troops fled everywhere. Even the mighty skeletal giants are sought refuge everywhere.

Then... the black beam of light that covered the sky disappeared, yes, it disappeared. Although there are still some traces, the link to that plane has obviously been cut off.

What remained in place was only a white skeleton. When the green soul fire was re-ignited, the whole world changed color, and the fearful ghosts fled everywhere. Countless corpses underground climbed to the surface by themselves, in the dark night. The dead are singing and dancing, because the immortal emperor has finally come!

"Emperor Esso!!"

The two big bosses who rushed over quickly reported to their superiors, but Esso didn't read it or make any sense. Obviously, the cowardice of these two men couldn't hide from him. Even if they didn't plan to turn their faces, their hearts were still full of anger.

Also, in order to come to this plane, the price Esso has paid is a huge loss that can never be recovered.

"Only death is eternal. When the undead master the land, ghosts will become the new masters of this world..."

The crooning voice reverberated in this world, and all life seemed to have seen the time of death. As soon as the immortal king came, he began to recite his own eulogy—the end of the ghost.

"Forbidden Curse!!"

And in the forest, the mana fluctuations of the forbidden spell level made the atmosphere tremble, so how could I not see it.

"Damn, the worst possible outcome."

Since the city cannot be conquered, let’s make the city disappear. That’s what I did back then, and now Esso obviously intends to do so. Although this kind of development is expected, it must not be handled lightly.

"I said that I hate those undead emperors who throw forbidden spells casually. Relying on their own immortality and interchangeable bodies, they casually throw big killers everywhere. No!"

"...Don't you look in the mirror? Are you ashamed to say that? Do you know who is the person who throws the most forbidden spells in modern times? It's you bastard!"

As expected of Heloise who is becoming more and more good at spitting bad, spitting bad is her body, even the first line when she wakes up is spitting bad.

"Is the Holy Light Hammer delicious?"

"It sucks, it smells worse than your stinky shoes."

Hearing this, I covered my face, pretending to be shy.

"Ah, you actually smelled it secretly, you pervert. Didn't you lick it? Sorry, I forgot, cats are meant to be licked. I should ask, how does it taste?"

The dead cat in the past should have been furious, but now Heloise has no plans to continue playing. The huge fluctuation of the forbidden spell in the distance has already attracted all her attention.

"Ghost's Ending Song? A super-full-screen instant-death forbidden spell? Known to be the top ten most aggressive forbidden spells, according to the current progress, the holding time of the spell will not exceed ten hours. Do you have the confidence to rush in front of him in time?"

This is a layman's question, and I immediately burst out laughing.

"This thing, who knows if you don't fight a game. However, when you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and you can block me with those waste materials? Can you block me with these daunting residues? A joke."

In just a few minutes, the preparations for the battle were coming to an end. At this time, I put on the snow-covered armor, and the silvery warhammer fell out of thin air, while the giant bone dragon descending from the sky bowed its head and possessed itself, waiting for me to climb on it. mounts.

"By the way, Heloise? Since you are facing the Undead Emperor, shouldn't you say 'For the Holy Light!' at this time... But why is there such a sense of disobedience! It feels so bad."

"Nonsense, we were charged back then, and the unlucky guy who was forced to charge by you back then, will there be a good end?"

"As expected, it was a mistake to ask you. If you shake the morale in front of the army, I will kill the cat before the battle!"

"I don't think there's going to be a shake in morale. Look behind you."

Looking back, the wood spirits are also ready for war. The young girls have entered the huge reinforced shell. Threats, in order to protect their homeland, they must break through the barriers of asylum, and the new wood spirits have made preparations to risk everything.

"For mother (her)!"

"For my pine nuts!"

"Bone combination! Lich's ribs, skeleton soldier's finger bones, hate skull, no one can take it away."

I shook my head helplessly, just like parents can never understand their children's hobbies. I have never understood these little guys in my life, but after hesitating for a moment, I finally yelled out this in a voice that only I could hear. The next charge slogan.

"For...for Amyra."

"Oh, I heard it, I will tell Emira." I forgot that the war hammer in my hand is the incarnation of that damned dead cat...

"Huh! I heard that too." Well, Gloria is now under my crotch... It's obviously just a normal statement of the handsome fact of riding a dragon, why is it so awkward to say this.

[I heard it too. 】

Enough, what can you do with a system! It's too much to complain and cheat people all day, can you do something serious and learn from other people's systems!

【you sure? In fact, I am also hesitating whether to transform into the infinite main god system, and kill it if you don't complete the task. How about the first task, single-handedly fighting Iyer? 】

"I apologize! Please don't!! What's the difference between that and death!"

"Hey, during the battle, can you be more serious!" Well, even Gloria couldn't stand it anymore. (to be continued)

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