The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

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"Actually, at first I wanted to be a swordsman dressed in white and coming and going like the wind. Later, what went wrong, why did the painting style become like this..."

The magic robe bought from the small town has not even been enchanted, the protective effect is almost zero, and the spell-casting gain effect is even thoughtless, and it is very uncomfortable to wear on the body. gege If you have read this chapter, please move to Biquge () to read the latest chapter, or you can directly search for "biquge" or "" on Baidu, please remember our new URL pen-fun-ge ,,,,

The only function of this cheap black robe is probably to set off his identity as an evil necromancer, but the effect is so good that I can't say anything good about it.

"Tsk tsk, this cry sounds like it's about to go to a slaughterhouse."

Maybe it was because my attack was too cruel, maybe during the transformation of the undead, that young Sink screamed too badly, and it turned out that I was the one who saved people, but the villagers looked at me in fear, and some women and children still looked at me. She kept crying, as if she had suffered a more tragic fate.

At this time, apart from lamenting that the necromancer's reputation is too bad, he can only complain about the wrong style of painting.

"A swordsman in snow-colored white clothes? Isn't that cannon fodder? Your original goal in life is cannon fodder,"

"Wait a minute, how can a white-clothed swordsman be cannon fodder?"

The dead cat's complaints made me feel more and more wrong, what happened to the image of a knight in my mind cannon fodder?

"The one-handed swords and two-handed swords that are installed on a large scale without armor are only those serfs who are pulled over by Latin men. Give them the cheapest and simplest long sword ￡ n and two-handed swords. The wooden shield and helmet that block the arrows force them to be cannon fodder. A blunt sword without enchantment can't be split through chain armor, and without armor protection it is a target for killing opponents. It is not cannon fodder."

Dead cats are kind of crazy. And I also caught the pattern somewhat. It seems every time I use necromancy. Or if she gets a breakthrough in this aspect, she will be more excited, as if this proves her mentor's strength from one aspect.

"According to my many years of experience, militiamen who have received a little bit of battlefield training will bring a bamboo pole as a spear. At least the attack distance will be longer, and the survival rate on the battlefield will be much higher. As long as those who are forced to use it to consume the opponent's physical strength and magic power Cannon fodder, only a single sword will be issued. Just send it to the battlefield."

Although I know that she is attacking me with malicious intent, but after thinking about it a little bit, judging by the common sense of this world, this statement is indeed true.

In modern cities,

The progress of chemical industry has made the color of clothing extremely common, but in the Middle Ages, dyes can only be extracted from minerals and plants, which is quite troublesome, but in the world of Ashe, the technology in this area has just sprouted. It was monopolized by alchemists and was once used to make huge profits.

Although dye technology is already in the hands of merchants today. The price of the dye is not too expensive, but it is also an expense.

The clothes of the nobility are always colorful and gorgeous. Those colorful animals and mythical patterns and carvings are not only decorations, but also symbols of their race and status. Even those big businessmen always wear colorful clothes, which clearly show the One's own wealth, even the common people will also have a few colorful clothes during the festival, only those poor people who have nothing will wear white clothes that are not colored.

Among all weapons, there are many long swords similar to kitchen knives in terms of appearance and ability. They use less material, and the blade can at least kill a little. Cannon fodder of choice.

Following the description of the dead cat and my own imagination, the image of the swordsman in white clothes fluttering in my mind was inexplicably replaced by a peasant warrior with a dark face. His dark face was the traces of working in the field. His face is full of silly smiles, full of joy of harvest, but his undyed robe has dozens of patches but he is reluctant to throw it away, his white sandals are covered with mud, and the kitchen knife tied to his waist is stuck in a big radish. in order not to accidentally injure yourself.

"Yes, yes, this is the image, it's so lifelike, and it's the young people's rich imagination."

"...Heloise, it's you, look at my big cat ball!"

The cat ball throwing that had not been used for a long time was activated again, and the dead cat was thrown by the neck vigorously. The shout of "I will be back, meow!" was still echoing in my mind, but the person had already turned into a shooting star.

"Phew, after a little exercise, I feel much better."

After such nonsense, my depressed mood has improved a little. Perhaps, this is the way dead cats care about people.

Needless to say, necromancers are not popular. They are proper villains in most legends, but it is really uncomfortable to be stared at by people as if they were murderers after saving someone just now.

【Do you care what strangers think? It should be that little girl looking at you like this, which makes you unhappy. 】

Maybe it was seeing the pile of corpses after the massacre. The sight of the corpses of those robbers piled up together seemed to make Katerina very uncomfortable. The look in my eyes became more and more strange, but the person had completely shrunk behind Barton. .

"...Do you think I can't throw you out?"

[You lost it. 】

"Goddess with no morals! You think I can't cure you... Be careful I read adult publications overnight!"

【...Too weak, is this the virgin's revenge? At least go and watch the live-action version, you brat who has a lust but no guts, you deserve to be a bachelor for three hundred years, if you are a fool, no one can stop you. 】

"I, I, I and you are dead together, I'm going to watch Goblin Playboy! The gay version! Tsk, the way those little things hug each other...uh."

Thinking of the promotional poster I saw by chance, the inexplicable discomfort made me bow my head and feel like vomiting.

[I surrender... Those little green things are disgusting, and they can sell anything for money. 】

I finally won, but the inexplicable sadness was pent up in my chest, as if I accidentally lost something important, is it morality? Is it the lower limit? Or the last dignity of a pure straight man?

"Master, I have already left a signal, 'everything is going well, tonight's transaction will proceed normally at the old place'."

And a strong voice made me turn my attention to the one-eyed man in front of me.

Compared with before his death, his appearance has not changed much, but his complexion has become darker. There is an inexplicable atmosphere around. It was as if something invisible was twisting under the skin. In the remaining one eye, the pupil has disappeared, but there is a scar of a black cross in the white of the remaining eye, which is very scary.

"How's the Dark Ranger conversion?"

"The arm strength has nearly doubled, the physical strength has no limit, the eyesight has increased by more than four or five times, and the dark magic still needs time to adapt, that's all. It's not difficult to kill the three before me."

Seemingly satisfied with the power he has now, Sink doesn't seem dissatisfied with his appearance that can scare children to tears, and I nodded.

"Don't overdo it. Just because you lose your sense of pain and fatigue doesn't mean your muscles won't be damaged and fatigued. The body structure of this half-dead person is still perfect. I don't like that Experiment No. 2 hasn't gotten enough. The experimental data suddenly died inexplicably."

Experiment No. 2? Of course, as a top necromancer, this kind of resentful soul and quasi-legendary body is in front of him. If I just convert it into a dead spirit, how can I show my skills. Compared with pure undead, although the half-lived and half-dead have many defects of the living, they retain the growth possibility that the undead are most envious of. Where can the second half-dead created based on a quasi-legendary go? I am looking forward to the next step.

the second? The dead cat that was thrown out just now is the first one, but in order to ensure the success rate, the experimental prototypes are regardless of cost, even resources such as gods and evils are dropped, plus the golden princess of natural undead and ordinary human souls The huge difference between Sink and Heloise in front of me is probably only the principle of the conversion ceremony.

Ah, could it be that the first machine is generally opened and hung up, and the second machine is generally unlucky to get home, inexplicably received a lunch box, the mass-produced model looks mighty, but often after a high-profile debut, it suddenly becomes cannon fodder for group lunches And the root of miscellaneous soldiers? It turns out that this world is actually the world of RMB players? All combat power ratios are the difference in resources invested. It seems that I have learned the truth unknowingly.

Cough, let’s get down to business, for me, Sink, who is full of hatred, is indeed a very useful tool, and even in order to take into account his emotions, I let the robbers of the "Quick Knife Group" go to the ground for peace.

"Didn't you despise those defective products after having this new toy?"

"Dead cat, did you want to fly again just now?"

Although I said something in denial, in fact, the bottom of my heart has already tacitly accepted Heloise's guess. Indeed, compared with Sink, several zombies and skeletons are really not on the table.

There are not many Heloises who are restricted by many. From the design idea, the dark ranger Sink is a pure killing machine. The enhanced power is because the human body's instinctive restrictions on the physical body have been cancelled. The pure physical power is at least the original More than three times, and no pain.

Although his heart is still beating, it is no longer his vital point. The core in the brain cavity is, and what is ignited in it is the soul fire of the undead monarch level, which gives him the possibility to use dark magic power and divine arts. And those boosted energies can replenish and heal his constantly injured body, giving him endless vitality and physical strength. The result of the combination of life and death is this killing body with unlimited potential.

Of course, the combination of life and death will also create a series of side effects and conflicts. Maybe it will collapse at that time, but before that, it should give the Avengers enough power and leave me with more useful data.

Given two years, he should be able to display a combat power that surpasses ordinary holy ranks, but considering the possible battles and conflicts, and the national-level opponents he may face, I need more.

Sweeping his eyes at those corpses, it is best to give up helplessly. As the dead cat said, these mortal corpses that do not even have a silver rank are just remnants, and they have no special blood and abilities. Spending energy on them is equivalent to It's a waste of time. If it's made into a suture monster or something, it's too eye-catching, and if it's a gold rank, it will arouse the hostility of many living people.

In the end, he set his sights on those companions who were chatting, those mercenaries and the northern trio.

"It seems that we still have to find a way from the living."

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While Roland was still worrying about the lack of trump cards in his hand, it was already a busy scene in the Cavaliers of Kahn.

The checkpoints are sealed off at the passages into the mountains, and the armed royal soldiers are acting as guards. Anyone who approaches will be driven away.

Facing the unknown threat, the second son of the grand duke, Link, even though he was just a young man who had just completed the coming-of-age ceremony and won the title of Earl, he set off immediately without impulsiveness.

As a mage, he can understand how troublesome the sage civilization is and what possibilities it contains. He knows that the information is likely to leak out, so he only has one chance, so he must grasp it.

And half a month later, when the second batch of reinforcements including engineering experts and the Royal Juggernaut arrived, it was time for him to leave. In his plan, no matter which country got the information, it directly took Actions will be at least half a month slower than him.

But what he didn't know was that there were treasure hunters sent by his father's mortal enemy, the Marquis of Tariq, who had the same purpose as him, and they were already watching around, and they might forcefully break through the blockade at any time.

Of course, it is impossible for him to know that the seemingly obedient and loyal knight lord is actually secretly planning how to make "His Royal Highness" die in a catastrophe.

What is even more unfortunate is that a broom star who has gone to the disaster has come. He is also eyeing the ruins of the sage civilization, and he himself is already in this not-so-big territory! (To be continued..)

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