The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

When Roland was in trouble, in the ruins of the sage civilization, the struggle became more intense.

"If your mission fails, use that blood-red flare, and then we'll directly prepare for a big retreat."

This is what Roland told Timiret before his trip. Obviously, although he had expectations for the assault team and sent enough forces, he lacked the certainty of victory.

"Actually, I should have gone there, but if I go, there will definitely be no living people left here..."

In the eyes of Roland, who was full of regret, his decision might be able to save more people, but it might not be strategically correct. From the beginning, the seemingly peaceful ruins were the key point. No matter what you do, you can't fundamentally solve this problem.

If Hengfa fails, it does not mean that the natural disaster of the undead is over. As the mastermind behind the scenes, the super tower spirit can completely make it work, such as finding another undead emperor to contact the elemental lord, offering sacrifices again, and another undead invasion or elemental disaster.

Not solving the root cause of the incident is a stupid act of treating the symptoms but not the root cause. Roland sees it very clearly, so even though the front line of Xingmu City is under such great pressure, he still draws out Timiret and others to copy the opponent's hometown.

The victory and intensification of the opponents on the frontal battlefield naturally attracted the attention and strength of the relic tower spirit. The war puppets manufactured in the early stage were all delivered to their allies as support. It can be said that the current ruins of the black tower are probably after the completion The weakest defense.

Even so, Katerina and the others’ surprise attack was not smooth, and it went smoothly before that period of reaction, but as time passed, the team’s position was getting closer and closer to the core, and Tarling, who had freed up his hands, pulled out , dispatched more guardian forces from other floors. As a result, more and more obstacles stood in front of everyone.

There are all kinds of weird war puppets jumping out from the corners. Maybe they can't attack Katerina, but they won't be soft on others. When the front is full of living obstacles made of movable metal, they can only really attack them. A real breakthrough.

In the face of danger, the mercenaries who are accustomed to bloody blades have no room to back down. They all understand the path of the brave to win when they meet on a narrow road. At this time, stagnation and holding hands are tantamount to death.

Mercenaries are of little use in the Great War. But they are often experts in small-scale battlefields. At this time, fighting in an formation is much safer than fighting alone.

Under the command of the group leader, they made a temporary combination. Warriors and knights are in front to resist the impact of metal puppets. Archers and low-level mages are in the back. The few priests use every divine spell in the most scarce place. .

The most eye-catching one is the magic knight from the north.

Mary's magic sword is shining with colorful brilliance, just like a paintbrush with the sky as a blueprint, different elements with different colors form gorgeous patterns in it. Or it looks up to the sky like a fire phoenix, or it roars like a wind lion, or it stands firm like a rock turtle.

And after the pattern is formed. In the next moment, it will turn into a living magic attack.

A sea of ​​fire spewed out from the fire phoenix sword seal, and then the bursting Gale Tiger blew out a whirlwind, and the fire rose to a height of more than one meter, spreading to both sides, while the rock turtle shattered into mysterious pieces one by one. The rune, blessed on the armor of the frontline fighters.

Along the way. Four Spirit Sword Master Mary has already used hundreds of high-level sword seals. In addition to showing the advantages of this emerging profession that integrates blessing, protection, and attack functions, others have to sigh that her wallet is deep and the More spare energy.

The situation of her partner Anti-Paladin Tiana is very bad. Her ability is good at dealing with the existence of magic, supernatural, and elemental planes. The metal puppet in front of her is armed with heavy metal, and it is difficult for her ability to touch the core. , But if you use flesh and blood and steel that have lost the blessing of supernatural abilities to fight recklessly. It's really a bit stupid.

Tiana, whose ability was restrained, naturally retreated to the second line and became Katerina's bodyguard. Seeing her tired face,

He carried her forward without hesitation.

And judging from the appearance that she was able to sprint with people covered in heavy armor and a sword, she obviously still had some strength left.

Timiret ran. But he was muttering in his mouth, as if he was calculating something. Considering his reputation and previous performance, not only was no one responsible for his lack of effort, but a shield warrior was sent to protect him.

The leader of the temporary mercenaries, Winston, was yelling for the direction of the organization, while his old partner, Barton, as the team leader, charged forward, but made the mercenaries behind him look at him with admiration.

"...It hasn't been many years since he retired from the front line, but he has become so much stronger."

Warhammers and spears are common heavy weapons on the battlefield, but according to common sense, no one will ever use them together, including those barbarians who are born with divine power.

After all, one is a blunt weapon and the other is a sharp weapon, one uses kinetic energy to hurt people, one uses blade sharpness to hurt people, one is heavy and slow, and the other is light and fast. Even if you have the strength to use heavy weapons with one hand, even if you are talented Use two weapons with one mind and one mind, but the imbalance between the left and right sides will also make people very uncomfortable. The imbalance between the left and right sides when attacking can easily lead to the loss of balance of the whole body. If the body loses control on the battlefield, it is tantamount to suicide.

But in Patton's hands, these two contradictory weapons shine.

"Go away!"

The irritable Barton waved the heavy weapon in his hand, and the cabbage spear swept across the surroundings. The steel guard was forced to retreat, but the next moment, the dark warhammer ruthlessly smashed the unbalanced guard puppet into scrap iron.

He didn't wield the gorgeous double knives of a ranger, but adjusted his pace carefully, sometimes sweeping with a long spear, but more often he used the swaying sword energy to push back the opponent, and sometimes used the heavy hammer to attack the fortifications. Runes double the power of this heavy hammer.

His attack has no fixed pattern, he moves according to his heart but it is difficult to guard against, and when one side's attack is blocked, the other side's attack often suddenly falls from the sky.

Sweeping with the gun, hitting hard with the hammer, killing with the head of the gun after losing balance, the simple and straightforward three-axe, but let him move forward all the way, invincible before.

In front of him, those three-meter-high metal puppets were just slightly more expensive puppets, and there was no metal protector to block his three strikes, and what appeared in front of him was already half-dead, half-constructed skeleton giants. At that time, he still couldn't stop his blow to the head.

When the fight started, the bald man held a weapon in each hand, stared at him, and immediately spun around on the spot. The sword energy was wanton and tyrannical, and countless opponents were turned on their backs.

"Blade Storm! It's the Juggernaut!"

The companion behind called out the name of this move, and even called out Barton's ability at this time. The rotating blade brought up a storm of sword energy, which was undoubtedly the patent of the Juggernaut.

Although this move has the side effect of being dizzy for a long time, its lethality is really good, and Roland himself likes it very much.

The length of the two heavy weapons increased the lethality of Bladestorm. After being charged like this, the opponent's defense line collapsed directly, and everyone hacked and killed, and finally reached the stairs leading to the lower floor.

"There are three more floors!"

And just walking down not far, only to find that here is an open platform, and not far away is the stairs to the next level.

Seeing that the dawn was right in front of them, everyone couldn't help showing joy, but just as they took a step forward, all the dim lights were lit up, and the white stone slabs on the ground were actually glowing like diamonds.

Walking on it, you can see yourself on the smooth and shiny floor like a mirror.

Even when the reckless people see such a situation, they know that they cannot enter easily, and the sweaty Katerina also gave instructions in time.

"Be careful, this is the spirit creature manufacturing room... It's the arena for those guarding fighters to practice. As long as they enter it, the strongest fighter in that person's memory will be extracted, and the missing information will be supplemented by the database, and the same impression will be created. Spiritual warriors. But their energy is limited, as long as we send the weakest person in repeatedly, his energy will be exhausted... Father!"

Before the words fell, Barton, who had just ended the blade storm and had not recovered his balance, rushed forward two steps. Before he listened to the commentary, he was dazed. All the circles of light surrounded him, and everything returned to calm the next moment.

But not far away, a gray-white figure came out from the shadows. He was not tall, his blond hair was still full of dust, his face was full of beards, and his body was not frightening. Even his armor They didn't wear any, just stood there in a tattered white cloak and holding a stick.

Obviously not long ago, he was a bad alcoholic who drank and messed around on weekdays, but for some reason, everyone felt that it was difficult to get over the thunder.

Immediately, the whole scene froze, but it was the newborn spirit creature who spoke first, and spoke wild words in an extremely flat tone.

"Well, I'm afraid of trouble, let's go together." (To be continued.)

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