The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

"(No one lives forever)!"

In the sky full of ice and snow, with a weird smile and whispering strange words that no one could understand, the silver-robed visitor knocked on the gate of the palace.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The sound of the clasp hitting was unbelievably loud, and when heard by the citizens, it reminded people of the sudden funeral knell.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The sound of the knocking on the door knocking back and forth, full of ominous magic, made people more and more disturbed.

"Little Femul, are you there? Hee hee, I'm here to play with you."

The uninvited guest under the city wall seemed to be whispering, but his narration, through an inexplicable medium, spread to every room in the palace.

King Fimr suddenly woke up from his dream. He had just had a nightmare of being chased by a ghost, but then, the echoing low voice and strange laughter rang in the fat king's ears.

"Hee hee, little Femul, I'm here to play with you."

The weird tone was behind him, and Fei Muer turned around suddenly, but there was a wall, and there was no one there.

"Little Femul, I know you are at home, don't hide!"

This time, the voice sounded from the side of his ear, and Fimre was furious. He took out the sword under the pillow and wanted to cut at the place where the sound came from, but the object pointed at by the blade was the elf concubine who frightened and froze.

When the obese Fimmel was frightened by the weird scene in front of him and took a big breath, the "bang bang bang" knock on the door behind him made him fly into a rage.

"Who!! Who dares to disturb me at this time."

"I've found it! One, get up, come, play, let's go."

The breath-taking voice sounded again, and it was only then that Femul realized that the door of his room was in front of him, and behind him...

"Papa papa." The window was clattered by inexplicable white handprints. A pale smiling face was pressed against the window, and there was a little red light in the crescent-shaped eyes.

"Wait, wait, I, little, Fei, M., I, horse, get on, just, come. Find, you!"

The more the smiling face said,

The happier he laughed, the corners of his mouth were pulled all the way to his cheeks, turning into a scary grimace.

That is definitely not a human face!

Instantly. An inexplicable chill rose up from the spine, and the concubine next to her fainted from shock. And Fimr Caso, who was extremely frightened, threw out his own trump card to save his life.

"Boom!" |

The precious alchemy potion was instantly activated, and the flames blazed, and half the room was directly blown up to the sky.

"Swish." After the lingering smoke dissipated, the cold wind poured in, but there was nothing in front of his eyes.

But looking at the remaining rooms that have become open-air platforms, only snowflakes keep falling in, but there is no trace of the person who made the sound.

In Fim'er's ear, a low hoarse laughter sounded again.

"(No one lives forever). You can run, but you can't run away!"

Finally, the strange voice that could not be shaken off was still in his ears, and Fimmel, who was not very timid, almost collapsed, and let out a shrill scream like a woman.

"Guards! Guards! There are assassins! Someone is going to kill me!"

He "" rushed to the corridor, and the guards who rushed over looked at the impolite king in disbelief.

The fat body couldn't run a few times before it collapsed and gasped for breath. Then, the screaming Fimmel suddenly drew his sword from the guard, and slashed towards the wind-moving curtain.

"What are you all staring at in a daze! There is an assassin! You trash, could it be that you were also bought by that person, trying to kill me. Let me tell you, if I die, I will definitely drag you to be buried with me, absolutely!"

While the guards and knights were amazed by the scene before them, they all showed expressions of hatred and pity towards Fimmel. In their eyes, this man who ridiculed himself as a waste had probably gone mad.

"What are you doing looking at me like that? You useless things, if you weren't so useless, I would have been forced to seek refuge with those dirty and useless orcs? It's all your fault, it's all you idiots. use!"

The angry king wildly swung the sharp sword in his hand. The foundation left by him when he was young can barely be seen, but for the knights, this blunt swing of the sword is meaningless. It just allows them to easily avoid the attack and feel more compassionate The gaze of the already maddened monarch.

"...Ha, ha." Soon, Fimmel, who had been hollowed out by the wine, sat down again helplessly, gasping for breath, feeling that it was very effective and not smooth.

He subconsciously tugged on the increasingly difficult neck of each other, but what he touched was not the expected flesh.

It was a pair of icy arms, tightly strangling his neck, but the icy breath was already behind his ears, it was still the hoarse and deep voice.

"Catch, hold, you, gone!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The king screamed frantically in fright, but the guards became more and more puzzled. They didn't see anything strange, they only saw that Fimmel was going crazy alone.

In their eyes, Femuer suddenly grabbed his neck and screamed, still rolling on the ground, his tongue was pinched out, but he was still using more force, as if he was afraid that he would not die.

Even if someone showed a mischievous smile, most of the guards hurried over to help. After all, as the king's guards, if the king they were loyal to died so inexplicably, their honor would probably be ruined.

But this time, they soon knew that His Majesty Fimmel was not crazy.

"Boom!"

The whole wall was smashed open with brute force, and a giant lion made of ice stretched out its head. The inexplicable majesty was as deadly as the spreading cold air. The silver-robed man on the lion's back was the one who knocked on the door just now. Uninvited guest?

"Yo, I waited for a long time and no one opened the door, so I came up by myself. By the way, little guy, I said, you can escape, but you can't escape!"

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Facing the guards who are facing the enemy, I will make a move at will. A ghostly blue ghost flew up from Fimr and circled around me. Like a child looking forward to a reward.

The flames covering the sky rose from behind, and the magic flash lit up half of the starry sky. It seemed that Adam and Margaret were attracting the attention of those powerful people as expected, but I have to hurry up.

So, I drew my sword, and the blue shadow happily wrapped around Roland's holy sword, turning into a blazing icy holy flame.

Obviously, my action of drawing the sword made the audience in front of me very nervous. But then, I shook my head and put the holy sword back into its sheath.

And as the holy sword returned to its sheath, the blue ice flame finally extinguished, and the strange ghost went back to sleep. Even I myself breathed a sigh of relief, this newly born ability is really too weird. Even I feel very uncomfortable.

"Hey, I didn't expect this ability to be used to find people and scare people, and it would be so useful."

But at this time, it is not the time to sum up. The Royal Guard will always be the most elite fighters in a country, surrounding us in front of us. They were the elite among the elite, and they formed a battle formation, protecting Fimr in the center.

Those who come are not good and those who come will not come. When I came, I was too loud. Now they don’t seek merit but seek no fault. The first priority is to protect your own king and wait for reinforcements.

"Who... who are you? Is that guy asking him to kill me?"

It seemed that the guard gave him courage, but Fimmel actually yelled at me.

"You're half right. I did come to kill you, but I don't intend to let anyone do it for me. It's my consistent code of conduct to clean up my own mess."

So I took off my hood, shook the snow, and smiled at him.

"Ahhhhhh, Roland!"

But he was very rude and screamed at a higher decibel, which was very unpleasant, so I reached out and the magic of kale was in the palm of my hand

The blue handprint that pinched Fim'er's neck reappeared, and this time, it dragged him directly.

In a blink of an eye, Fimr was dragged in front of me by the ghost's hand, while the other guards turned pale with fright, they hurried over to snatch him away.

As the royal guard, there are several gold-ranked masters in front of me. At this time, they are charging with all their strength, full of murderous aura, but they are not only facing me alone.

"Idiots, give me peace!"

Gui Ming, as one of the elders of Bing O, and the partner of the first generation of the King of Lan, is at least over 1,700 years old, and his strength is bottomless.

But at this time, just by roaring, the unlucky knights were printed on the wall one by one.

Seeing this terrified waste, burning with no name, I couldn't help feeling angry.

"You are also worthy of being called the descendant of Lan? Bastard, you are also worthy of being called the King of Lan."

It was all because of his weakness and selfishness that made everything develop in the worst direction. If he could listen to the persuasion earlier and prepare for the battle, how could all this happen? How could the orc army be like entering no man's land? Invade the hinterland.

With a single thought, blood flowed like a river!

"pound!"

Thinking of the countless sacrifices, I couldn't bear it anymore, and punched him hard in the face.

"Appoint villains, don't listen to the proverbs, and sit back and watch the beastmen come in...Arrogant and ignorant, wanton and reckless, are you worthy of being a king?"

"pound!"

It was another punch, which landed hard on the right cheek.

A few teeth fell out this time, and Fimmel's mouth was covered in blood, whimpering and crying, as if begging for mercy.

But seeing him begging for mercy made me even angrier.

In this war, I have seen countless human heads hanging on the trees. I am afraid that they have no chance of crying and begging for mercy. No, many of them have no chance of begging for mercy. Family and home, and the dead fat man in front of him...

"Sit back and watch the country fall, gather all your troops to protect yourself, and don't use any of your troops to ask for help from other towns...Timid and selfish, stupid and short-sighted, are you worthy to be king?"

"boom!"

This time, with a hard punch on his stomach, he bent down like a shrimp in severe pain.

"...Indulging in adultery and ruining the court, are you worthy to be king?"

Looking at the flustered elf concubines in front of me, I couldn't help but think of those. If Fimr, as the king, was not involved in the slave trade, how could he accumulate so much hatred and make things get out of hand.

"..., colluding with other races and harming races, are you worthy to be king?"

In order to exchange the orc woman with the orc chief, he actually transferred away from the defenders and let the orcs snatch the famous human beauty. When I heard this information, I couldn't imagine that there would be such a shameless king.

"...Killing your relatives and seizing the throne, are you worthy of being king?"

Completely different from the royal family of Lan in those years, all of Feimuer's brothers and sisters died miserably. Compared with those disgusting crimes, my own assassination can only be regarded as a trivial matter.

Punch after punch, but I became more and more angry. If it weren't for the super idiot in front of me, how could the situation have developed to this point, and how could we have suffered such a huge insult to Lan's will, which is sacrificing everything to protect it.

"When everyone is desperate to survive, you actually surrendered! How dare you surrender! How dare you surrender! You are the first king to surrender in the nearly 2,000-year history of Lan Kingdom... Greed for life and fear of death, treachery, you deserve to be king? What use are you for!"

"ah!"

With a hard elbow and a kick, Fim'er's back was broken, and he was lying on the ground, breathing out but not breathing in.

But what I should do is just the beginning.

"I have lost faith for the king, lost the people for the king, and lost morality for the man. In the name of Roland Lan, the descendant of Lan, I request to remove Fimr Caso from the position of king!"

"I, I have returned to hell with a terrible evil, and as a member of the royal family of the first King of Lan, I passed the proposal of exempting Fimmel Caso, and proposed that Roland Lan temporarily take the throne of King of Lan." (To be continued. If you like For this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)