The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

AD 1897, the summer of the Year of the Griffin, is destined to be remembered by many people.

Regardless of whether it was the year when the Eternal Jihad began, the year when the Sea Clan stepped onto the stage of history, or the year when the capital of rain, Feloxi, was born, he will always be remembered by future generations. After all, the big facts that happened in this year are Too much.

From the very beginning, including me, everyone underestimated the Sea Clan, and even more underestimated the Lady Storm and the God of Water Elements behind it.

The first priority to make an accurate judgment is to obtain comprehensive and true information, and the residents on the ground know too little about the Sea Clan. At the beginning of the Sea Clan invasion, even the most brilliant strategists can only rely on past Experience and history make judgments that tend to be conservative.

"It should be just a small-scale war, or it can't even be called a war, it's just an attack on the coastal cities. After all, they can't go ashore at all, and they can't occupy our land. Is it okay to kill all the surface creatures? Have you won? This kind of war is meaningless. As long as the sea people are still intelligent creatures, as long as our living spaces cannot overlap, they cannot go ashore, and we cannot enter the water, then all-out wars and wars of aggression are meaningless. Impossible."

Wars between countries and nations are often based on interests. Whether it is the competition for living space, land and resources, or just for the hatred of the leadership, the hearts of the people, and the long-cherished wish of the military, wars may break out. If the war is doomed to not have enough benefits, or the pay is obviously greater than the return, then the possibility of such a meaningless war breaking out is indeed low and negligible.

"The Sea Clan can't stay on the ground for a long time. They are just cannon fodder forced ashore by the evil god Ms. Storm. As long as they drag on for a long time, they will retreat sooner or later."

In this world, even the decisions of the gods cannot be absolute. The gods accept the beliefs of all races from above, and protect their believers according to their divine domain and priesthood. Doomed to a fruitless war. I'm afraid, it's good to be obedient and disobedient, and it's possible to just abandon the belief in the god and find a new god.

After all, this is not an absolute world where monotheism is completely ruled. Many gods were originally mortals, and the distance between gods and the mortal world is not that far away. Gods need the support of mortal beliefs, and weak mortal races also need the protection of gods.

This is also the root cause of the Oran Empire's passive and delayed decision-making. When the royal think tanks are all patted on their chests, they will use their lives to guarantee that the Sea Clan's offensive will be strong but effective. Sooner or later it decays. It's just the beginning of the holy war.

Because the think tanks have repeatedly emphasized that the Sea Clan's ambitions are insufficient. The real thing to watch out for was the evil god of chaos who forced him to go ashore. Most of Oran's high-level officials ignored the threat in front of them, and instead devoted their energies to the calculation of the same race (subject country) ambitiously.

But in fact,

Because some sea tribes were able to go ashore. And almost no surface race can enter the water, the intelligence of the two sides is not equal, and Trixis, who has been away from the sea for several months, does not know that due to the recovery of the god of water elements, the entire world of the sea clan has undergone earth-shaking changes.

This probably has to start with the living environment of the Sea Clan.

In fact, although the ocean is extremely open, there seems to be endless resources and living space, even if the combat power of the sea people is generally not low, the life of the sea people is actually much more difficult and miserable than that of the ground races.

The deep sea is extremely dangerous. Not to mention the deadly low temperature and water pressure, those immeasurable ocean monsters are the real masters of the ocean, and they can only live in the shallow sea on the continental shelf. The space for the sea people to survive is really limited.

However, the limited living space makes them face a very real problem—there will always be insufficient food.

Are there countless schools of fish under the ocean? But actually. It is extremely unreliable to rely on the sky to hunt and eat. There are indeed many fish schools, but most of them have owners. As mentioned earlier, you can’t go to the deep sea, but in fact, the fishery resources in the shallow sea are extremely limited. After the ocean makes the planting industry a joke , after hunting alone was not enough to maintain daily life, in order to maintain sufficient fishery resources around the settlements of the sea people, grazing fish has become the only choice, and fish herders have a long tradition.

The fishery resources determine the number of members of the sea tribe group. The number and strength of the sea tribe tribe determine how much territory they can have for the growth of their own tribe's fish school. Like surface grazing, underwater artificial grazing will still reach the local natural balance and be destroyed. When fish populations experience negative growth, migration is inevitable.

The life of fish and sea people will consume the basic resources of that area. The larger the tribe, the shorter the migration cycle. In a sense, they are nomadic groups like centaurs, except that centaurs graze cattle and sheep. , chasing aquatic plants, but they are grazing fish and chasing tides.

The singing and talents of sea monsters and mermaids to summon fish schools seem extremely magical, but they are just tools formed in grazing fish schools, not much different from the flute and whistle of shepherds, and the only ones who respond to their calls can only be themselves Schools of fish and marine companions.

Herding fish sounds fantastic and beautiful, but it is actually a hard job. Chasing tides and aquatic plants requires extensive experience, and the danger in migration is even greater. No one knows whether the next migration point will be If you encounter sea monsters or hostile tribes, if you are unlucky and suffer heavy losses after several consecutive migrations, it is time for the tribe to disband.

The natural aggressiveness of nomadic races has led many tribes to work as part-time mercenaries or even robbers themselves. But on the other hand, the way of survival dominated by tribal nomads is doomed to lead to the birth of a relatively centralized feudal country. , because as long as the number of tribes reaches a certain level, they will inevitably split and disintegrate in order to compete for living space and limited resources.

There is not even a country, and even the land cannot be limited. How could a feudal country based on land enfeoffment be born? Several large and medium-sized assembly points rich in resources in Qianhai have limited the number of resident tribes, which must be rotated every once in a while. The most powerful tribes may live a more comfortable life after winning the tribal competition.

No one can guarantee whether they will encounter irresistible disasters and die tragically after the next migration. A relatively stable settled life is the desire from the bottom of the sea people's heart, and it is also the root cause of their jealousy and even hatred towards the ground races .

"Why do those weak and timid creatures on the ground have a happy and stable daily life, but we don't even know where tomorrow will be."

Speaking of this, since the war must have interests and reasons, and the extremely realistic sea people should do their best to serve as cannon fodder, the benefits given by the god of water element Ailos and Lady Storm are already obvious.

A national capital, a city that acts as a pedal leading to the new world, and a holy place in the minds of all the sea people. And after the country's capital is determined, it will be a kingdom, a kingdom that belongs to the Sea Clan themselves.

It is true that the sea people cannot do without water and cannot go ashore for a long time, but what if there is constant rain on that land, and there is always water several meters deep on the ground? Then, the Sea Clan can live freely in Shuicheng, but only need to reserve some dry areas outside the city as farmland, enslave the ground races as farmers, and the surface kingdom belonging to the Sea Clan may be born.

Incredible? But in this world of magic and true gods. Everything is possible. And storms and thunderstorms are the priesthood of Ms. Storm, the patron god of the sea clan. And Ailos, the god of water elements, is a super expert in playing with water. Only they can build a self-circulating rain city.

In the original "history", the revived gods of ancient elements existed as the first batch of worlds, each of which was an existence that was close to a true god. Obviously beyond the processing ability of "players", so the almighty "administrator" god arranged a series of plot killings, so that these unlucky people who had just woken up died tragically in the hands of the aborigines and "heroes chosen by fate", and let their subordinate elements Creatures become trainers for the "heroes".

There is still a difference between the real world and the simulated virtual game. In this world, there is no super god named "Game Administrator". The weak ancient god, I'm afraid it's not the lucky slaughter god to prove the way, but the tonic offered by the body and soul.

therefore. Except for the unlucky fire elemental god, the other released elemental gods have begun to recover from a long period of dormancy, and how could they who were once all-powerful be willing to be lonely and forgotten by others? change everything. Some plots in the strategy were wrong from the beginning, and "history" and "fate" were derailed from the beginning.

Before completely changing the huge interests of oneself and the fate of the descendants, the Hai Clan's attack is no longer a trivial matter in "history". The Oran Empire, still dreaming of a super empire, did not realize that the catastrophe had arrived at the door.

At this time, a grand ceremony is being held on the ground, but in fact, a ceremony is also being held underwater, and the scale is even more grand.

Somewhere at the bottom of the river in Kagosi City, under the cover of magic fog, it was already a busy scene.

Hundreds of sea tribe elites acted as guards without any complaints. Countless powerful sea tribes gathered here. The arrogant and rude Naga royal family smiled modestly. Hoods and chains that restrain movement, even the arrogant and bloodthirsty sea giants put down their ever-present rusty anchor weapons and try to bow their heads in feigned humility.

And to make these strong men bow their heads, only the stronger and supreme exist.

On the huge altar carved out of colorful coral rocks, there are two thrones, one large and one small, finely carved with precious jade. The small one hangs in the air, while the other one has an ice beauty with white skin and snow skin. Her appearance is half human and half half. The upper body of the fish is human-shaped, but it drags a long tail like a sea dragon.

Although she looks petite and beautiful compared to the huge altar, she is still taller than the strongest sea giant, and she looks far more luxurious and beautiful than the mermaid known as the sea royal family. If you look closely, this one with scales and tail The beautiful woman's complexion is somewhat transparent, and she is really made of water.

"let's start."

The voice of Ayiros, the god of water elements, is cold and inexplicably weak. The voice is not loud, but it rang in the ears of all the sea people at the same time. This is not magic, but just the river water conveying the will of their king. Below is her world, she has endless rights and supreme power.

And as Airos' will was conveyed, the ceremony officially began.

With the touch of Ailuosi's white jade finger, the gate of the void was opened, and on the other side was the elemental plane of water, which was Ailuosi's hometown and even her kingdom.

Countless water elements came out one after another, but just as they stepped onto the altar, they turned into pure water amidst the sloshing, while the nourished coral altar slowly glowed.

Medium-sized water elementals, water elemental warlords, water elemental veterans, and ancient water elementals, all powerful existences are actively turned into tributes. The elemental creatures have never been afraid of life and death. For them, death is just a channel to return to their own world.

On the other side, the sea tribes in black robes walked up to the altar one after another. They were the priests of Lady Storm with the holy emblem of the storm. They were able to attract storms and set off waves to swallow ships. prestige.

But at this time, they who had a high status were just doing the same thing - walking up to the altar, picking up the ritual dagger, and inserting it into their own hearts. Then he collapsed contentedly.

And after these respected storm priests fell one by one. On the other empty throne. But there is already a phantom, she is only the size of an ordinary person, far less tall than Ayiros on the side, but any sea tribe sees her at the same time. But it must lower its proud head in trembling.

As the evil god of chaos, although she is not well-known on the surface, like her fellow evil gods, Lady Storm is also happy to receive blood sacrifices from believers, and her will has already come.

"Your souls will enter my God Realm, and your deeds will be sung by future generations."

The avatar of the gods spoke in a tone of praise and praise, causing more black-robed priests to step up to the altar quickly, competing for the opportunity to sacrifice themselves in front of the true God.

And as the sacrifices fell one by one. The phantom of Lady Storm became more and more real, and with the arrival of the true god clone, powerful storms and thunder began to appear in the sky above the river.

Like Ailos, in terms of appearance and body shape. The blue-skinned Ms. Storm also has the traits of the Sea Clan, and when she gradually turned into reality, the impatient goddess couldn't wait to start the catastrophe of the creatures on the ground.

"Kagexi City? From now on, there will only be Feloxi, the capital of the sea clan, the capital of rain. My people, go and seize the kingdom of your dreams with your own hands."

The will of the gods was conveyed in the storm, and the next moment, the majestic avatar of the true god actually picked up a ritual dagger and inserted it into his heart. When the will of the avatar returned to the main body, it was already in the black storm. In the divine power, it turned into a tornado and hurricane!

The self-sacrifice of the True Storm God's avatar may cause the main body's strength to retreat a lot, but this great gift that was given just after the start of the holy war is destined to cause headaches for the gods of order.

At this moment, the tops of countless tornadoes and hurricanes have reached the sky, a new natural cycle is being constructed, and the will of the god of water elements has already been issued.

"I gave the city Feloxi the name of the Rain Capital. Within the limits of this city, the rain will never stop, and the waves will always be accompanied by the blade of the blade. The people of the rain will become the family of the water."

In the face of endless storms and the mighty power of the true God, the boundary between water and sky was broken, countless torrents were swept up into the sky to form new rain, and a new natural cycle has been formed. What is strange is that the flood in the whole city is rising. , while the already submerged docklands are receding.

Soon, when all the floods were kept at about one edge (about one meter), the torrential rain was much smaller, and with the help of the Grand Duke of Water Element, the pale Ailos passed through the space gate and returned to the water element position. On the other hand, she was doomed to go dormant again after being over-consumed.

"According to the will of the Storm Queen, go and seize our capital!"

The silent cabbage sea dragons surfaced, the sea giants picked up their heavy anchors, and the naga began to prepare their spells.

"Ha, it's finally starting."

And on the river, the nine-headed dragon emperor Hydera, who had been holding back for a long time, stepped into the city for the first time, and the whole city began to tremble.

The sudden rising flood broke down the barrier, and the rain and the flood up to the waist made people's vision blurred and unable to move. The Oran defenders who were overwhelmed by the weird celestial phenomena and floods will face the most difficult water battle in history. .

"Dragon! Die!"

Silver lightning pierced the sky, and the frontmost dragon head of the nine-headed dragon was split open. Green dragon blood spurted out, polluting the river with stench and poison.

"Ahhh! Damn butcher!!"

When the mortals retreated steadily in the face of the aggressive Sea Clan, it was the heroic spirit Basra who declared war first.

PS:

It seems that I still can’t stay up all night. After I was tired of writing, I closed my eyes and fell asleep. After waking up and writing again, I still stayed up all night. Let’s switch the update time to daytime as soon as possible. By the way, please ask for a recommendation ticket and guaranteed monthly pass... ()