The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

When we returned to the Rhino Bar, Katerina was still in a trance, full of panic, as if she had suffered some important psychological blow.

I found out that my father was hiding a lot of things, and found out that I was not a human being. I just panicked instead of collapsed, but it has proved that she is weak on the outside, but in fact she is very strong on the inside.

But just entering the bar, she still instinctively looked at her father for help with her panicked heart.

Seeing Katerina like this, Papa Barton, the owner of the bar, was very heartbroken and worried, and immediately glared at me. As for the others, they don't care why a bar girl and a bad gambler suddenly disappeared, and what happened to them. They have their own things to be busy with.

In the middle of the bar hall, two plainly dressed traveling businessmen were tied to chairs, and all their belongings were placed on the side table, and the most conspicuous thing was the black silver ring skull pendant, which was The logo of the Doom Society.

It seems that we are still thinking too much. The cult members of the Ten Thousand Deaths Society this time are not locals, but free traveling merchants as a cover. Judging from the unrecognizable faces, most of them have never lived in the town at all. Camp outside the city.

This is also the expected result. I have inspected several nearby towns and found no necromancers, but the fact that they live outside the city vaguely hints at another fact—these two people have no strength. Strong enough to make a living alone in the wild, there are a lot of them, and there may even be a separate camp, then things are complicated.

"It's troublesome. It seems that they are not lurking scattered heretics, but members of the organized Death Society. This should be just a spy for investigation. Then the dracolich has probably alarmed them, and they may take action at any time."

In just a short moment, I guessed these things, which only shows that I have too much experience in encountering troubles and solving troubles. I don't think they can guess, maybe the other party's reinforcements are on the way, and I am thinking about how to deal with them. Remind these rookies without any trace, let them quickly force out this message, so that they can deal with it...

"I... I have recruited, don't kill me, we have a total of fifty people, and Lord Black Eye Priest will take the lead. He is a master of the undead of the holy rank."

Well, this idiot probably was an ordinary person not long ago, and it was the best choice to delay and wait for rescue at this time, but he sold his teammates all at once, and it would be difficult for others to save you... I took another look at that It turned out that the face was like this, and everyone suddenly realized...

"Is this more stupid than anyone else?"

"Don't compare them with you, it's not fair at all. How many people in this world have more experience in causing trouble and being hunted down than you?"

Looking at these young men who hurriedly asked each other, I shook my head helplessly, and turned my attention to the old Barton. At this time, the man in black behind me was already trembling with excitement. You can watch the good show of recognizing relatives...

"By the way, why did I stop? This guy forced me to wash the dishes yesterday. I'm the master who taught him martial arts. I can be regarded as the upper half of the mentor. To treat the mentor like this is simply inhumane!"

"...Didn't you say that you used the dishes to pay for the wine and debts? As for the attitude towards the tutor, although I have a lot to say, I really can't talk about it. The only thing I agree with is why we stop , let’s go to the show, um, I don’t think he’s angry at that guy’s vicious behavior of feeding the cat with expired milk.”

The dead cat blew himself up in an instant, but we looked at each other, and then pointed at Barton the bald man in unison.

"Look, that dead bald man is Barton Anton."

Barton was also taken aback, but before he had time to react, a gust of fragrance came, and the soft sensuality of his body made him freeze.

And the next moment, the beauty's pear tree bloomed, and tears fell like rain.

"Oh, my poor child, it's all grown up like this,

It made you suffer, Dad... Mom is here, just live with Mom from now on, Mom won't let other people bully you. "

No matter how you look at it, a blond girl in her twenties is hugging a middle-aged bald man who is five and three thick and shouting "My son, you are suffering." This picture is so beautiful that even if I had expected it, I almost spit it out.

This is the case for us who have been prepared for a long time, and the others in the bar are even more outrageous. When drinking water, a dwarf accidentally tore off a piece of the wooden beer glass, chewed it, and swallowed it. Discover.

"Bah, old Entek is scared to death, Boy Button, is this your mother? Your mother looks much younger than you, um, she looks much better! Are you really her kind? Almighty Ashe, come on, you guys The difference is huge."

"Idiot, didn't you see that the pointy ears are an elf? By the way, how did an elf give birth to a purebred human? It's unbelievable! What race is his father?"

"Ha, I don't know what race his father is, but he must be ugly, even uglier than old Entek. Otherwise, how could such a beautiful mother have such an ugly son."

"puff."

Well, as expected of the outspoken dwarves, the explanation of the dwarf shield guard and his companions caused a second wave of water spray.

For a moment, all the attention was forgotten about the prisoner being interrogated in front of him. The fierce bar owner actually has such a beautiful mother. What gossip is more attractive than this.

The most tragic person at this time is probably the old Barton himself. He was frightened at first, and then he was not seduced by the beauty, but he couldn't break free at all.

Yes, as an outstanding fighter, he found that his arms seemed to be entangled by a giant python, his bones were cracking, and his whole body was in pain. Not to mention breaking free, if he continued for a while, he would probably suffocate And died.

He no longer had the strength to speak, and when he was in despair, he turned his attention to the unreliable "master". When he saw the other party nodding, indicating that he understood, he was finally relieved.

"Barton was so happy, he told us not to disturb the reunion of their mother and son. Stay away and give them enough space."

"puff."

This time, the old Barton vomited blood, probably, uh, he actually coughed up blood, it's a bit exaggerated to squirt blood like this...

"Ah, hurry up and save someone!"

As a result, with the blood-spitting old bald head as the core, the whole bar fell into chaos.

Cough, when the scene calmed down a bit, and after I watched the excitement, I finally stopped the "maternal love overflowing" dracolich, lest he get more and more anxious in anxiety and really crush his only descendant to death.

"This time, I should learn to respect the teacher. Heh, the male students are good, strong and durable, and they can't die anyway. The previous education failed because I was too soft-hearted towards the girls! Hmm."

"...I don't know if your educational methods will be successful or not. I only know that you are going to be unlucky recently. Let's look behind you."

Well, as soon as I turned my head, Katerina, who was full of resentment, was staring at me, her fingers were still on my waist and she was about to exert force. The resentful look in her eyes seemed like I was a bad person, and I did something outrageous. evil.

"How dare you say that you are a good person?"

I ignored the words of the dead cat. I am kind and easy to be misunderstood...

After more than half an hour, after we wasted precious response time (Barton: Blame me? Should I watch me die?), we finally got back to business.

And since they haven't been found for more than half an hour, it is estimated that those from the Wande Club will not come directly to the door, but a group of people like us have arrested someone and come back, it is impossible to conceal it, and there must be troubles in the future. The information we got from the spies made us regret getting the other party back.

Our previous guess was not wrong. The Ten Thousand Dead Society has only two purposes for its activities on the main plane. One is to get powerful undead creatures, and the other is to open the door to the death plane and let more undead natural disasters come. This time they learned from the ancient ruins that there is a powerful ancient dragon bone here, but it is not their main purpose.

In their sequence, this trivial matter of "picking up bones" does not require a high-level priest to bring more than 50 believers. Their real target is a ruin in the Harlan Mountains not far from this small town. , it is said that the surrounding space is very unstable, it is very suitable as a new gate to the plane.

When they heard this, the others didn't react much, but the old Barton, who had just recovered his complexion, turned ugly. I remembered that the old Barton had mentioned to me that Katerina was picked up in an ancient ruins.

"It can't be such a coincidence..."

But looking at Barton's deteriorating expression and whether he secretly glanced at Katerina, the undisguised concern is probably the reality in the unfortunate words, and then the wishing owner of the ruins is very clear.

"The relics of the civilization of the sages? Where are many strange things dug out in the holy war? There may be some strategic level weapons. Even if there is no contract with the God of Wisdom, it cannot be obtained remains."

And for those adventurers, even if they don't know what the ruins of an ancient sage civilization might represent, but a door to the plane of death opens near their own door, they know what the consequences will be.

"Definitely stop them!"

But I turned my attention to other places. If it wasn't for the people around me watching, I would have planned to use the soul-searching secret technique to completely drain the secrets in the minds of these two believers of the Death Society.

I'm not suitable to come forward, so I let the old Barton stand up.

"The opening of the gate of the plane requires a lot of sacrifices, don't tell me you are ready?"

Everyone's face has changed. The jihad has been going on for so many years, and the soul sacrifice that the undead and demons most desire has become notorious. These guys are moving around the town, isn't it just to find the keel?

"I...we brought a lot of slaves."

"Catched?"

Old Patton glared at him fiercely. The fat cultist met his eyes, but he didn't dare to look directly at him. Just as he lowered his head, he was dragged up by his collar, roaring like thunder in his ears. ring.

"Have you raided other villages? Taken captives as sacrifices?"

The fat man who was lifted was already out of breath, and he couldn't help kicking with his feet off the ground, but he nodded quickly in the end.

"I...we didn't want to come here at first, but Lord Kurome said that he was worried about not having enough sacrifices and asked us to..."

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on the other cultist, the skinny man nodded quickly, confirming the information.

Now, the fun is really big, but I still need more information.

"One-sided linking between planes is meaningless. The opposite undead plane is that, and the undead lord is responsible for this matter, do you know?"

As expected, the two of them shook their heads, but suddenly the skinny man seemed to remember something.

"I heard Lord Heimu mentioned that as long as the task is completed, General Wuer, the powerful general under His Majesty Heng, will give us new eternal life."

"Your Majesty Heng? Is there an undead emperor named Heng? Why do I have a premonition that bad luck will come again?" R1152

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