The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Among all the combat jobs, holy knights, priests and other priests are the fastest, but when they reach high levels, they are the least.

The reason is actually very simple. They need to establish a connection with the gods, get the help and favor of the gods... or in other words, they will naturally grow rapidly after they are favored. In a sense, this is a career that depends on the face. , The talent is suitable for the person who bears the power of the god, the faster the growth will be.

As long as there are enough gods, there are cases where someone else's life's hard work can be surpassed overnight. This is also the reason why Roland was called the Son of Guangyao back then. Explain a human legendary paladin who is less than 14 years old, and that sun-like holy light.

Gold-rank paladins are probably the best among all professions, but the legendary rank has the lowest advancement rate. As for the reasons, priests often blame themselves for not being pious or experienced enough, but the reality is sometimes More brutal than I imagined.

This has nothing to do with piety, the divine power server never looks at this, what he looks at is pure efficiency and the ratio of investment to income.

"With the same divine power, 10,000 bronzes can be turned into silver, and 100 silvers into gold, but they have not been able to make a gold peak find its own way and successfully enter the legend. From the perspective of efficiency, it is natural to choose the former. As for Why is the normal advancement rate so low...the golden rank that relies on external forces to advance has a weak foundation, stripping away the divine power is just fake gold, why should it enter the legend. "

But middle and low levels are easier to advance to, but they are very suitable for humans whose highest combat power is hovering between gold and silver. At least this is one of the reasons why the combat power of the Church of the Holy Church looms over the entire human world. Faith is secured by force. To be able to go further.

And even if the advancement rate is low. But this is that there are always geniuses and eccentrics in the world. Those who are diligent in sharpening their bodies and minds can break through their own limits. As long as the base is large, there will naturally be more than legends. However, the low threshold and no requirements for entry make it easier to spread to the mainland. every corner of the

But it can be said that the torch is passed on from generation to generation. The initial cultivation of all priests starts with establishing contact with the God of Holy Light, and as long as they pray, they can get a response. speak. He is undoubtedly super qualified, he will help those new clergymen to understand the Holy Light, and provide divine power to help those outstanding Chosen go further.

But there is an unavoidable deadlock here. Since the God of Holy Light is a divine power server, if one day he disagrees with him, or even becomes a hostile party, will he be banned and lose the ability to use the Holy Light from now on?

"The answer is yes, those fallen angels and fallen paladins. Didn't they all lose the ability to use the holy light? Since the paladins all obtained the holy light seeds through the god of holy light, then... let people lose this seed The ability to perceive the Holy Light,

It is also naturally possible. "

So, is there really no Holy Light without the God of Holy Light...

"I am grateful to the God of Holy Light. At least, he made me realize the greatness of Holy Light."

Along with the lost strength and youth, there are also memories and vigor, which seem to be revolving doors before death, and those memories of the past emerge in Estrada's eyes.

Outsiders don't know his age, even the church doesn't record it. Only he himself knows that he was born 1,442 years ago. Such a period of time is too long for short-lived human beings. memory.

Different from those legends, he did not become the path to the pursuit of the Holy Light because of the call of the true God, or the path of the pursuit of glory. He chose to become the apprentice of the old pastor in the town just because his family was poor, and that The sick old vicar who needs an apprentice to take care of him is probably the only one in town who can afford idlers.

"Oh, I just wanted to make a living at the beginning, I really didn't expect... Is this fate?"

With the loss of the breath of life, the brilliance overflowing everywhere will be turned into meteorites of light. Amidst the exclamation and disbelief of the people below, the memory of the immortal is as clear as ever.

The old pastor didn't live long in the end, but in the end he entrusted his teaching position to this young man who had nothing to eat.

But it was not so easy to be a priest in a small town back then. Perhaps, in the era of wild pioneers and pioneer knights, the Church of the Holy Church was the cleanest organization in the world...

Although the jihad has ended for nearly two hundred years, and the mainland has entered a period of recuperation, it has exceeded the expectations of most races for such weak human beings to be able to become the masters of the main plane. Unsettled, the sea clan driven into the deep sea, the orcs who lost their empire and plains, and even the elves who have won the war but become weaker and weaker, etc., no one is willing to withdraw from the stage of history like this.

The favor of the gods, large new territories, and the soaring population led to the establishment of countless new towns, but then they suddenly disappeared for various strange reasons, some because of a sudden plague, perhaps behind it. Some of the evil gods were massacred by the orcs, and some had human heads, while some were just famished herds of beasts. The dead walking in the dark are still the nightmare of the living.

But at this time, priests and paladins are actually not separated. No, it should be soldiers and civilians. They usually have to work hard to make a living, but when they are in danger, they leave their farm tools and go to the battlefield.

"What? Uncle Marton's leg is broken? I need my help to connect it. Wait a minute, I haven't mastered such a high-level divine technique yet."

"...Ai Wen's family has a newborn baby? Good thing, you want me to name and bless you? Wait, I can't read. Can you just say it?"

"Are you priests too? Why are you wearing armor? A paladin? What is that? Wait a minute, are you here to get rid of the hidden necromancer? Wait a minute, let me clean up and I will guide you."

However, Estrada, who was driven out of the ducks, became more and more fond of his profession. He even participated in the birth of the Paladin profession in order to be able to protect his clansmen in the cruel outside world and natural environment. Many paladin codes of conduct and special divine spells were created by him. But he never said it. I'm afraid not many people know at all. This strongest paladin is also the first batch of paladins.

"New job? Isn't it just a priest in armor? However, we need a new name. Paladin? Pious, humble, powerful, brave, holy, we are the knights of the gods, and we perform the duty of guardianship in the dark night, A guard knight who protects the church and the people."

When the first paladin, Insterkhaki, raised his hammer, there was a small figure looking forward to his brilliance under the stage.

The original paladins were not holy. They are just slightly stronger fighters than ordinary fighters, and they are just priests in iron skins. They are just a group of pioneers who feel that the original way of the Holy Light is not enough to protect the tribe, but they have fulfilled their oath.

They traveled in the dark night and wilderness, hunting those dangerous demons and monsters, chasing and killing hidden vampires and necromancers among the crowd, fighting demons and devils in desperate situations, and protecting their homeland from alien attacks.

Glory's first paladin, Insterkhaki, fell in a desperate ambush without going very far, and his younger brother. Winsted Khaki took over the glorious hammer, but he, who was slightly weaker than his elder brother, only persisted for three months. Just before he died, he gave the silver hammer to another brother.

"Ain Kasuo, died at the end of the werewolf war. He could not have died, as long as he was willing to leave the farmers who asked him for help, he is a hero."

"Shadi, a half-orc in the desert sub-region, although he was not recognized by the world at first, he still insists on the way of protection. He is our most trustworthy brother. He is a hero."

"Fendicard, in order to save the plague in the Brighton area, died with the evil god Albert. He was originally a peerless genius who was most likely to become an immortal, but he walked between light and darkness under the temptation of the evil god. But he got the better of himself in the end, and he...was a hero."

"Ayton Levine, my most cunning adopted son, I thought you could take over this war hammer, but why did you return it to me first. Do you know, kid? The most uncomfortable thing in this world is to send off a It’s the damned white-haired man who sent the black-haired man away. Boy, but considering that you still fulfilled your duty in the end, you, the idiot who challenged the devil earl alone, is also a hero.”

The old knight murmured that the owner of the warhammer from generation to generation, in the year when supplies were extremely scarce, any weapon was a priceless treasure, and before it was completely destroyed, they would continue to be passed on among brothers, unconsciously , this has indeed become a paladin tradition.

"Roland, brat, I thought you could take over this warhammer, you are as cunning as Ayton, and in this fucking era, only a cunning can live well and take this pedantic way of protection go down..."

And precisely because of this tradition, the ordinary weapons imbued with the soul of the paladin became the exclusive guardian of the paladin - the holy sword and the holy hammer.

Naturally, the war hammer made of silver was infused with the spirits of countless paladins, and became the first sacred weapon exclusive to paladins in history, and perhaps also the strongest sacred weapon. In the end, it naturally fell to that The first generation of paladins who are still alive...

"Light of Desperation, Guardian Hammer of the Dawnbringer!"

The simple and dilapidated warhammer once again burst into dazzling golden brilliance. Even though the God of Holy Light had abandoned his knights, how could this guardian sacred weapon infused with countless heroic souls abandon their brothers.

The old man had lost the blessing of the holy light, but the white-haired old man stood there, silver souls came out of the war hammer one by one, they turned into soul shields, and used their soul fragments to protect their brothers.

"Brother Ainkasuo...the bastard Ayton Levin....Brother Shati...instructor Instakhaki..."

Familiar faces appeared in front of him one by one. The old man who was not shaken even if he was abandoned and betrayed by the God of Holy Light burst into tears at this moment.

"I... I know what I'm going to do and how we should go on."

The old man raised the warhammer again, and the brilliant burning soul light turned into a blazing holy flame, and the whole sky was ignited by it, but those angels who were too "pure" were burning in the holy flame, wailing in disbelief.

And this old knight just stood there, the holy light that had been extinguished just now was ignited again, only this time. That holy light did not come from a born god. Rather, it comes from the holy hammer that has been passed down for countless generations. From the heart of the old knight.

"...It turns out that from ancient times to the present, it is not the high gods who guard us, but our own brothers and sisters. We believe in the Holy Light only because he has given us the power to protect our families and clansmen. I sincerely believe in the Holy Light , The way of the holy light we pursue is actually the way of sacrifice and protection of our brothers. Human beings never need to remember the gods, what really needs to be remembered. Only the brothers and sisters who fell on the road one by one."

The awakening of the soul ignited the fire of the soul, and the blazing holy light shocked the world, making the gods aloft tremble with fear, and everything was out of control.

Yes, just like Roland and the Southern Church, he has already proved that the Holy Light and the God of Holy Light are completely different things. As long as you use your soul to recognize and choose the holy light that represents protection and sacrifice, what if you abandon the God of Holy Light? Sample.

Deprived of the right to use the Holy Light? Heh, take it back with both hands again.

And at this moment, in front of the world. The first batch of paladins of mankind has once again become the paladins of paladins. Became the first batch of paladins who did not believe in the God of Holy Light, but believed in pure Holy Light.

The angels were blazing under his gaze. Thousands of years ago, they were enough to ascend to the throne of gods and choose the strongest paladins in the world. What can stop him who is far beyond the standard of mortals from going to the peak, just watching to release the anger in his heart can make these low-level angels go to destruction.

In the eyes of the "bystanders" below, the strongest paladin regained the holy light deprived by the god of holy light, and strangled all the angels. While destroying their three views, it is also true. Shaken their faith.

"Being abandoned by the God of Holy Light can still master the Holy Light. What the Southern Church said is true. The God of Holy Light is really just a false god..."

But at this time, the old knight was not at all happy. Looking at the few companions behind him, his heart hurt even more. If he could take this step in the morning, maybe...

"Nothing will seem to change. The order is perfect and supreme. Wrongs are about to be corrected."

What descended was a young priest in white robes, his slender hair was dotted with scenes of stars, and his handsome face was devoid of emotion.

"Mortal, your fate will not change in any way.

But the other descendant was an old man with thorns wrapped around his pupils, and the face of the ascetic old man was full of sadness.

"Son of Purification and Sequence, God of Truth and Prophecy?"

The mortals below have already recognized the incarnation of the god. These two are the subordinate gods of the God of Holy Light, and both are gods above the middle level.

"Ruml? Potter? I didn't expect to meet you on this occasion..."

The old knight sighed and felt a little sad. These two were his companions once, but now, the cold eyes and tone of voice are no different from other gods of holy light from the incarnation of gods. It has also become like this, which is the root cause of his refusal to ascend to the gods.

"Order is supreme..."

"mortal……"

The two avatars of gods are still chattering about their gorgeous opening lines, but...

"Crack!" "Crack!"

Their opponents were obviously not interested in hearing what they had to say. In front of the inheritance war hammers representing Dawn and Guardian, the incarnations of gods were no different from those angels. Under the continuous dancing of the war hammers of the strongest paladins, the headless god corpses began to fall directly. .

In front of Estrada at this time, what is an ordinary incarnation of a third-rate slave god? A demigod is a special job with no upper limit. In front of him, there are not many existences that can stop him.

But he smiled wryly.

"time is limited……"

Yes, the holy light that descended from the sky turned the whole world into the brightest noon. How familiar is that familiar light? , No, someone has already knelt down directly.

"God of Holy Light!"

Yes, when my plan is blocked, when this old knight who is an eyesore will become my obstacle, and even shake my source of belief greatly, and when the incarnation of God under my hand cannot hinder me, the God of Holy Light Nature descended in her own incarnation.

It was a pure combination of light that made it impossible to see the face at all, but just to watch. It makes people feel hopeless from the bottom of their hearts.

And when he appeared. The sun has lost its trace in the sky. The whole world has become silent, and his incarnation is enough to rewrite all the rules of this world.

The old knight closed his eyes, feeling the suffocating power of the strongest main god, he could only smile wryly, the gap between the strongest mortal and the strongest god is really too big, the big one makes people despair, the big one doesn't Humans can override this result.

"You guys, why don't you run away and want to die here?"

After experiencing so many events, there are only a handful of people who are still pious enough to kneel down to welcome the coming of the God of Holy Light, and if the deeds of blasphemy against the Holy Light in front of them are spread, the majesty of the God of Holy Light will naturally be damaged and their faith will be greatly reduced. Then, it is only natural for him to kill people and silence them, and he has done many such things.

There is no shortage of smart people there, and those smart people who have figured everything out in an instant have already begun to retreat quietly, but most of the Jihad coalition forces still have hope. I don't think my god will be so heartless.

But unfortunately, this "server" has already calculated the gains and losses. The Fall of Holy Light falling from the sky was his decision.

The aloof god is no longer the legendary hero who pioneered the path of the Holy Light in the past. He even thinks it is a waste of time to talk to mortals.

Under the order of the Lord God, the starry sky was opened, and countless stars fell down, all of which were golden lights, and under these golden holy lights, there was no possibility of life.

but……

"stop!"

Maybe the God of Destiny is very good at telling cold jokes, or why does the drama he arranges always have so many ironic plots? Right now, it is Their enemy just now - Estrada.

But now Estrada's condition is not good, his hair is all gray, and he vomits blood every time he hits the meteorite, and it can be seen from the flame of soul through his eyes that he has already started to burn own soul.

"Master Estrada, hurry up, you can escape, leave us alone!"

Finally, the exclamation of that familiar voice made him a little relieved and a little sad.

He knew that he had nowhere to retreat...

"Because the Holy Light must be redeemed, Estrada must die. Heh, little Roland, you have seen through it all. If you do this, you will make me look good as a mentor."

Estrada, who was smiling wryly, shook her head helplessly.

And suddenly, a strange thought reverberated in the world, but everyone understood it.

"Estrada, if you are willing to become my obedient god, I will forgive your sins."

But the next moment, Estrada smiled.

"Become your puppet and tool? All right, as long as you let the children below go, and then promise not to interfere in the mortal world."

"..."

There was no answer at all, the countless pillars of light that suddenly appeared behind the figure of holy light, and the number of meteors that suddenly increased by more than two times were his responses.

"Estrada must die because the Light must be redeemed."

The whispering old knight muttered words that no one could understand again, but silently raised his warhammer.

"We paladins are proud of judging the evil and rescuing the good, and even gave birth to the path of judgment and the path of lay healing, but in my heart, the strongest path of the paladin has always been..."

The war hammer suddenly slipped from his hand and fell to the ground in a whirl. The next moment, what emerged from the war hammer was a ring-shaped wall of light surrounding all mortals.

"...Our paladins were born and grew up in the battle of protection. Our strongest way has always been the way of protection!"

The old man's roar reverberated throughout the sky, and the burning soul launched the strongest barrier in history. At this time, the ring of light from the war hammer blocked everything, even angels and gods were helpless.

Meteorites and pillars of light kept falling, but they couldn't break through the wall of life.

And the barrier he propped up just stood there, and there was no ripple in the attack, as if the attack of the God of Holy Light was just a meaningless mosquito bite.

But he himself still fulfilled his oath...

"Estrada must die because the Light must be redeemed."

It was a protective shield released with life. The old knight's had already landed, but it was still standing there. Even though he had lost the breath of the living, he was still like a sculpture roaring up to the sky, but his soul was no longer in the body. .

"Lord Estrada!"

"...No, it's impossible..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Lord!"

When the weeping crowd surrounded the old knight's body, the avatar of God in mid-air discovered that the light barrier of this strength could not be penetrated unless the sacrificial avatar could penetrate it, so he left without hesitation.

At the same time, two oracles have been issued to the headquarters of the Holy Church at the same time. One deprives Estrada of all honors, and the other is to rule the entire expeditionary army as a heretic, making him unable to return home. The God of Light is still in full swing, and everything has been forcibly reversed back to the original point.

A week later, what stood in front of Roland was a white ice crystal surrounded by holy light and an old and still faded silver warhammer.

Looking at the ice crystal and that person's last words, the room fell into a long silence.

After a dark night, after a long silence, the pale-faced Roland carefully picked up the ice crystal, put it into a black box, closed it, and put it into his own world.

But at that moment, Heloise saw everything in the box clearly.

In the four gaps on the top of the box, three elemental fetishes have been placed, leaving a gap that is very conspicuous.

But among the four crystal gaps below, there are only three.

The first piece is blue water light, the second piece has just been delivered, but the third piece has only a gap and no crystal, the crystal was taken away not long ago, and the fourth piece has no The ice crystal with the slightest brilliance was exactly the same as the other two ice crystals before they were sent out.

But at this time, I looked at the worn-out warhammer and touched it lightly, but I felt a little tired and uneasy...

"Estrada must die because the Light must be redeemed...it's all my sin...if I don't write..."

"Roland! This is not your fault, this is your mentor's own choice! Even without your letter, he would have made the same decision! He is Estrada!"

I nodded feebly, then shook my head again. Heloise wasn't trying to comfort me, she was telling the truth, but I couldn't deny that I pushed him at the last moment.

"Roland..."

The ominous black cat jumped off the shoulder, and the blond-haired elf girl came over, seeming to continue to comfort me, but I shook my head again and stood up straight.

"...Don't worry, I'm not that fragile, we're running out of time, let's prepare for the next step. At least, at least..."

My pupils were unconsciously blurred by tears, and my ideal plan was overwhelmed by the sudden torrent of emotion. Before I had time to react, I knelt down and cried instinctively.

"Master... Estrada..."

At this moment, there is no cunning natural disaster here, and the one crying on the ground holding his knees is just a teenager who just lost his father-like mentor.

Suddenly it rained outside, and the downpour passed as fast as time.

After a short period of feeling out of control, I feel better...

And when I touched the warhammer again, the holy light was ignited again, as if the heroic spirit in the warhammer had recognized me.

I believe that as long as there are paladins, no, as long as there are human beings, the way of protection passed down from generation to generation will never be cut off, and my goal will never change.

"...I swear, all sacrifices will be worthwhile! All villains will suffer what they deserve, and the damn jihad will definitely end in my hands!"

Gently touching the warhammer, I silently looked at the dawn outside the window. In the notes, there was another relative who must be remembered. While taking over a new responsibility, I also engraved a deadly enemy on my shoulders.

"Mr. Estrada, and that damned God of Light..." (to be continued...)

ps: The large chapter of more than 7,000 was originally divided into two chapters hesitantly, but I think it is still so good.....

So what, the monthly pass...

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