The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

"The true god has fallen, and the guardian god of the forest, Claire Latin, has fallen., ybdu, the demigod Lord Prescott died in battle!"

The patron saint of the elf kingdom in the north is the god of the forest, and his fall at this time gave all the elves the feeling of the sky falling.

"This is absolutely impossible! Gods are immortal, how could they fall! How could the great forest victim, Lord Claire Latin, fall!"

This was probably the first feeling of all the Northland elves when the news spread. For thousands of years, the true god of the elves sheltered them and kept them away from the main theme of the Northland—the cruel competition for survival.

Warm environment, far away from the peace of the battlefield, they are used to the life protected by the gods, and regard it as the truth that the sun rises in the east. Now that the sun suddenly no longer rises, they are naturally panicked to the extreme.

"We are finished, and the kingdoms of the northern elves are finished.

The panic-spreaders who lost their minds first were directly controlled by the elf warriors, but fear and anxiety had already spread to the entire elf northern border. Rumors can be denied, but some things cannot be denied.

Due to the death of the guardian god of the forest, without the protection of his divine power, the elf kingdom, which was as beautiful as a dream, came to reality, and returned to the natural cycle of this piece of heaven and earth, and nature began to show its cruelty of treating everyone equally!

At this time, the creek in the forest began to freeze, and a large number of trees began to die. The forests that did not belong to the Northland were dying, and the outermost protective forest completed decades of transformation in just a few minutes. After all the leaves fell, the immortality maintained by divine power came to an end in an instant. Withering, death is at hand.

There is no isolation barrier erected by the forest guardian spirit with the forest. The unnatural difference in high and low temperature between the Elven Kingdom and the Northland. Let the natural balance launch a fierce counterattack.

In the poetic description of the elves, the violent north wind turned into a cruel god of seasons, and with a single turn, he quietly pulled the isolated elf paradise back to the cruel north.

When the cold wind slammed into the land of the elves, which was originally like spring all the year round, the elves shuddered and realized that it was already winter, this cruel winter specially made by the furious nature for the elves. It's not easy.

And when the elves fell into panic. However, their "clan" fell into inexplicable ecstasy. The more they fought, the more courageous they became, their passion was not enough. During the grand blood sacrifice, the newly born Dark Elf God of Poison added a green to the spider queen's spider emblem. The green serpent emblem,

From then on, the dark elf god system is no longer the one-person god system of Rose, who is lonely and lonely. The ambitious Rose has already begun to consider the order of the new elf god system.

Under the banner of the black eight-clawed spider, the army of dark elves has begun to gather. The elf defenders who have been transferred from the main force are not their opponents at all. They watched the invaders build a series of camps and attack the city in their homes instrument. The dark elves made no secret of their intentions to stay here permanently.

The royal tomb of Tassel Kingdom has been dug up, and all the exits of the underground world are open. Countless dark elves are driven out from the underground world every day. They are like bloodthirsty giant sharks that smell delicious blood, and they can't wait to taste more delicious prey.

The dark elves, who had a feud with the surface elves, did not carry out the genocide as the world expected, but their calm preparations for battle, and their attitude of treating themselves as nothing, made those elves who still hoped for victory even more desperate.

"They are waiting, they are waiting for our expeditionary legion to return. They are sure of victory, they have the protection of Rose, without the participation of other elves and gods, our legion has no chance of winning. What is the noble Ansolo thinking? What? Why are the children of the forest allowed to be killed by the vicious spider queen! Why are our prayers not answered."

The gods of the elves have time to answer the prayers of the northern elves, and the gods of humans have already noticed their betrayal, and they are now in danger of protecting themselves.

In a sense, the elves do lack the responsibility to serve as the pillars of order. Compared with the great human countries that increasingly regard their patron saints as mascots, the elves rely too much on gods. The first element is regarded as the protection of the gods.

"No, they are also waiting for their own reinforcements. The number of dark elves is increasing every day, damn it! How many black-skinned bitches are there?"

How many dark elves are there in the dark underground world? I'm afraid that Rose herself didn't know that she used her own power to make the dark elves have fertility far beyond ordinary elves, but she was also put on a corrupt hat and exiled to the underground world.

"Damn Ansolo! You say I'm depraved? Well, I'll show you degenerate, and I'll show you what real evil is!"

In a sense, Rose's self-abandonment caused the entire dark elves to truly fall into darkness. Mutual killing, betrayal, and deceit became the main theme of a race. Even the underground devils dare not say that they are better at deception than the dark elves. , but at least, this race that was collectively fallen by the upper elves is indeed powerful. When they got rid of the curse of fecundity restriction, their heritage was far stronger than the world expected.

No race is inherently evil, a person's good or evil is more determined by acquired experience, Rose's poisonous ink did not blacken the entire race, gray elves under the protection of the moon god, dark elves living in isolation Ranger, the dungeon master who openly refused to obey Rose's summons, even the dark elves had countless different beliefs and ideas, and Rose could no longer control the entire dark elves.

But look at the current dark elf camps. The continuous camps under the largest banner do belong to Rose, with moonlight marks, blood blade marks, ice double sword emblems, etc. scattered among them. Countless scattered camps, large and small, represent countless There are so many traitors in the dark elf society, and their combined area is much larger than Rose's power, which also proves the high degree of division of this race from one aspect.

At this time, these black-skinned elves who were killing each other underground for various reasons. But for the same goal. came together.

"In the past, there was no justification of the trials against the ancestors. Even if the ancestors were wrong, we, the younger generations, still have the right to live under the blue sky with sunshine, and we also have the freedom to roam in a comfortable land. We have to prove with facts that we dark elves , is the most outstanding of all elf races, the upper elf who should be on the throne the most!"

Under this banner, the dark elves, who were originally deeply divided, temporarily united. Under the magic black mist summoned by Rose at the expense of divine power, they avoided the sun's burn, patiently sharpened their daggers in the shadows, and waited patiently for the cruel fight between the destined kin.

The dark elves who invaded in advance naturally began to break away from other forces in the underground world. Their current goal is to have their own piece of blue sky.

"It is enough to have the Northland first. Here is the spring of elves and the forest. We can rebuild our kingdom here. Here is everything we want!"

In a sense, as long as the drums of jihad sound again. It was only a matter of time before the return of the dark elves who sharpened their fangs in the underground world and Rose, but the invitation letters from Roland and Ayer gave her the best time and reason to intervene.

At this time, countless tents were pitched under the city, and the dark-skinned elves longed for the pleasure of revenge and bloody nectar, and the dark elves, who were characterized by betrayal, were actually united under the same goal.

For the northern elves who live here all year round, this is naturally a nightmare.

Standing under the capital city, the just-returned King Atrion stared blankly at the hopeless scene in front of him. Is this what he sacrificed his daughter for? Is this the elf prosperity promised by the elf gods?

"I should have expected that if I take the lead in a jihad, I will inevitably become cannon fodder."

At this moment, regretting endlessly, he couldn't help but think of that person's evaluation of himself.

"You, you care about gains and losses in everything. You calculate too much. In fact, you only calculate petty gains, but you never see the general situation clearly. You calculate gains and losses every day, and sooner or later you have to count yourself in."

"I was right! I was absolutely right!"

But at this time, the situation of the war could no longer allow him to hesitate and blame himself. The coalition forces of the other three countries have already complained a lot about him. Many of them hope to disband the coalition forces and take their respective troops back to guard their own countries.

"Stupid, more short-sighted than useless humans, do you think those dark-skinned bitches won't go to other countries after laying down the tassel kingdom? Our tassels are enough for them, what they want is the whole northern elves country!"

All the way back, the tragedy of the Tassel Kingdom made the armies of other elf kingdoms even more centrifugal. If the entire elf forces could not be integrated as soon as possible, this war would have been lost without a fight.

"Invite me to the banquet with the two generals and Prince Kazalu, just say that I have something private to say...Let Alvin and the Moonblade Elite get ready and obey my orders."

Facing his shocked confidant, the king gritted his teeth and gestured to wipe his neck. He had already made up his mind, and he was willing to give everything to protect his kingdom.

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When this winter came, no one expected that there would be so many forces involved. The three main battlefields, the Elf Battlefield, the Red Maple Defense Line, and the Antuen Elemental Battlefield, constituted the most eye-catching opening battle of this holy war.

The three battlefields influence each other and are intertwined with each other. At this point, the defeat of any one of the battlefields may lead to an avalanche-style defeat.

"War of the Betrayer" is another name given to it by later generations in history, but for contemporary parties, the evaluation of later generations has never mattered. The current annoying situation where we can't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy is the most troublesome. .

Mutual betrayal between the two camps and mutual deceit between the same clans have become daily. Today's enemy is tomorrow's friend, yesterday's comrade-in-arms, and tomorrow's mortal enemy.

This kind of repetition, even the noble true gods are not spared. When the jihad restarts, the existence of those who have different identities will be hinted or threatened by the big guys. It is no longer possible to maintain a state of both sides. It is also necessary to choose sides with practical actions.

In a sense. It was at this critical point in time that Iyer's letter, one of the leaders on the order side, was more convincing, and it had the power to make Rose choose a side again.

At this time, as one of the biggest losers of the last jihad, the orcs, without the protection of the gods, attempted to make a comeback in this war. Their previous raids were indeed very good, but now. But encountered some small trouble.

"Have all our internal lines been unplugged? How is it possible? I remember that there are a total of 2,376 groups, and 70% of them are human hybrids who cannot be distinguished by appearance. They don't know each other. Dig it out. Many deeply buried seeds have been buried for one to two hundred years and three generations. We should have never started it, so how could it be dug out.”

As the siege party that has taken the initiative, the current orc emperor, Amon Bloodaxe, has a lot of headaches. Since the start of the war, the intelligence system has been incomplete. It's the big problem that always plagues the orcs.

The first thing in war is intelligence, thanks to the "peaceful commerce" policy of the Kingdom of Silva. More than a hundred years of mutual contact is enough for the ambitious orc tribes to infiltrate the kingdom into a sieve.

But after the war really started, none of the "seeds" germinated.

The turtle orc who was reporting the situation was sweating profusely. As the chief of the intelligence system, he was also the chief of a tribe, but in front of these angry chiefs, he only felt that his life was threatened.

It is no wonder that the chiefs are so angry. Raising troops for a thousand days is a time of war. Originally, the war is the time when the spies are most active. Now it should be the time for him to show his skills, but so far, he has handed in nothing.

"There should be thirteen groups in Red Maple City, but...all of them were dug out, just the ones hanging on the east gate. And, I..."

"The female guard at the west gate told us that it was a vase. We concentrated our forces to attack the west gate, and the result was heavy losses. The lost air cavalry is our accumulation over the years. You don't know about those magic swordsmen and war machines? Tell me you haven’t seen a guy as big as an air battleship? A bunch of trash, what am I raising you for!”

At this critical moment, after hearing about the ineffectiveness and false information of the intelligence system, the furious orc king raised his battle ax in a roar, and he planned to personally strike and cut off the heads of this group of trash.

"Wait, how did those spies leak it? I won't mention those who have obvious characteristics of our race. They are just a cover on the surface, but how those human spies and hybrids who were bought were exposed. It doesn't make sense. Could it be... .... "

Compared with the enraged Eagle King, Bearman Londo is much more stable, but judging from his accidental crushing of the jade in his hand, he is not calm either. The damage to the giant beast of Bis can never be made up for. Losing, he has been sleepless for several nights with heartache.

At this time, when he was talking about the last "Ma Fei", he looked around, and his suspicious eyes stayed on the faces of the chiefs.

The hidden meaning in the words is actually very obvious. If all the deeply buried intelligence systems have been dug out, it is only possible that there are spies, or extremely high-level spies.

"...No, not a traitor."

Even if the ax has reached the top of the head, sweating profusely from fright, and there is something to say, the intelligence chief still has to say it.

"It has nothing to do with the spies. In fact, there is a problem with our own logistics, which led to the exposure of all the spies."

"Um?"

What question can expose all intelligence spies? All the chiefs present were full of disbelief.

"If that matter is pursued, it will start about thirty years ago. Because of our simple nature, it is very difficult for our people to make a living in the human world. They were suddenly sent to a foreign country. Those spies are not good at management. Many spies They were all cheated out of their belongings in just three months, and returned to the plateau under the condition of hunger and cold."

Everyone nodded. It is a well-known fact that orcs are not good at management. Not to mention these illiterate spies, many "smart" witch doctors and shamans have the experience of being deceived in human society.

For the orcs who still maintain the ancient custom of bartering, the human world is too complicated, even if they don't encounter liars. It is also likely that all the money will be spent soon. In the end, he had no choice but to return home.

"We never know when the Counterattack Day will be. If we keep sending out new spies like this, the investment in intelligence will be a bottomless pit. My people are not rich and can't afford it. In the end, by chance, we got The legendary secret treasure."

"Secret treasure?"

"Well, it was an accidental witch doctor's experiment. The witch doctor of our family accidentally mixed the herbs used for divination with the spices used in cooking, and as a result, under a series of accidental coincidences, they made a world-famous secret treasure ——Olean Roasted Troll Meat!"

Hearing this, the chiefs all swallowed their saliva. They have all tasted this delicious red barbecue, which is really memorable.

"My lords also know that, and based on this, we opened a series of delicious barbecue and meat burgers, and the Aoliang Barbecue Restaurant became famous all over the world. Huh, that damned human actually stole our recipe. Made a wheat A hamburger restaurant, fighting against us everywhere. It's shameless!"

"What does this have to do with our spies being dug out?" Emon was also a little surprised. Isn't this about the intelligence system? How did it involve the fast food restaurant war?

"You also know that none of our spies are good at running a business, and the Orion Barbecue Restaurant is one of the few businesses that can make a profit without losing money. As a result... As a result, all the spies opened the Orion Barbecue Restaurant! Then they dug out After one, they were all dug out!"

Well, in fact, because the Orion barbecue shop is so profitable, some orcs even take the initiative to be spies, and use the way of opening a shop to enjoy the happiness of the human world

"I x! Isn't this courting death!"

"So stupid! Who gave the order! That idiot did such a stupid thing. I'm going to hang him on the flagpole!"

The orc king Amon's roar echoed fiercely in the tent, and the sharp voice made the guards outside the door tremble with fright.

Seeing Emon so angry, the supervisor was sweating profusely.

"It's you..."

The answer was not loud, but the people present were not ordinary people. The chiefs were stunned for a moment, and then there was a strange silence. Only the carefree Amon continued to ask.

"What?"

"It's you, my Black Rock Tribe is a subordinate tribe of your Blood Axe Tribe, and the entire intelligence and detective work has always been managed by the Eagle Tribe who is good at flying, and you are the co-lord of all the Eagles. I have always been you A loyal subject under your command. When you first succeeded to the throne, you said 'Who knows when those useless spies will be used. Anyway, it can't be my life. Why don't you seize the opportunity to earn more foreign exchange and let all the clansmen do it? The most profitable business! We want to make Orion barbecue restaurants all over the world! We want to be the king of the world!'”

Amon tried his best to recall, it seems that thirty or forty years ago, when he first succeeded to the throne, he did say similar words, and it was recorded in the tribal book as the most wise speech.

As the chief of the Bloodaxe Tribe, what he is most proud of is not his martial arts and strategy, but his ability to lead the tribe to make a fortune, and it is precisely because of the strength of the Bloodaxe Tribe that he was chosen as the agent to cooperate with the God of Earth Elements .

"Actually, I can't blame you, it's just that human beings are too cunning. You see, we only now know that those hamburgers are actually spies sent by San Antonio. The people we were arrested were all those who brought The clown with the red wig reported it!"

When it comes to pain, the turtle man snot and tears.

"It's the mascots that sing about blue road! They also beat us with cooking ingredients and throw us with disgusting red wigs. Stones in burgers are so mean, so miserable bro, our mascot Whitebeard The orc old man can't fight with a troll bone crutch. The scene is simply horrible."

‘Old man with a white beard orc? mascot? Isn't this courting death? "

A certain chief finally pointed out another obvious loophole. Now, it was the turn of a certain bear chief to sweat profusely. He also remembered the stupid things he did when he first took over the throne twenty years ago.

The intelligence director glanced at it. Anyway, if you can't say it, it's a dead word. If you say it, you might still live, so he gritted his teeth and said it.

"It was an additional request made by a certain adult in memory of his deceased grandfather... The white beard symbolizes wisdom, the walking stick symbolizes the spirit of not admitting defeat, and the white clothes and white skirts symbolize the pace of shaman civilization. He said that human beings must be I can also understand the beauty of the rough culture of the orcs!"

All right. When he said this, the chief of intelligence kept staring at a certain bear man, and the meaning was obvious. Now, don't blame anyone.

"Cough, I suggest, let's discuss again. In fact, it is possible to fight without intelligence." The pretendingly calm bear chief Londe said so.

"Yes, I agree. Our orcs are the most powerful in the world. There is no need to learn from weak humans to be intelligence spies." The orc emperor Aimon said, who was slightly relieved.

The two strongest bosses sang together, what else can the other chiefs say, just nod.

"Announce to all the orcs, from today onwards, McMurley Burger is the sworn enemy of our orcs! The Orion Barbecue Restaurant is our pride! From today onwards, you will not be our intelligence chief, we appoint you as the special advisor on the barbeque economy, Take charge of the barbecue economy of the entire orc alliance!"

Hearing this, the intelligence chief was overjoyed.

"Great, this is my vocation! I am the chairman and special chef of the Orion Barbecue Joint Council, and there is absolutely no problem in entrusting it to me. This is much better than annoying intelligence work. You are really good at choosing people." Employed!"

Hearing this answer, all the chiefs looked a little strange except for Great Chief Amon who was very happy to be flattered and still smiled very complacently.

"No, it's not the right place to start. You appointed the wrong person at the beginning! You let a chef be the spy chief, and it's no problem! Now we are fighting, it is necessary to set up a chain of barbecue restaurants Did you make a mistake from the very beginning, forget about using a spy as a chef, and stop using a chef as a spy!" (To be continued...)