The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

"Holy Light, have you seen that enemy..."

I knelt down on one knee and prayed devoutly, but not to any god. ..

The pure holy light, the holy light of redemption, the holy light that expels chaos and returns to order, I believe in holy light, just like I recognize the law;

There is no justice in power itself, but what power can bring is its value.

Caroline, the Lord of the Holy Light, has brought the Holy Light to this world. I despise this divine power server without self. I am hostile to the Holy Church, which is favored by the Holy Light, but I have never despised the Holy Light itself.

Because, I know the background and practical significance of the birth of Holy Light

"In the long dark night, pure light is the only hope for the weak. Even though the messenger who brought the holy light has deteriorated, the holy light still gives the world the power to protect."

The golden brilliance is produced in the clasped hands, the light of hope is sublimated into the light of protection, but everything has just begun.

I have read history, Caroline brought the Holy Light to the world, the Holy Church was born in the long history, and from it emerged the Paladin and the Priest of the Holy Light, in order to expel the endless undead and demons, for Sheltering fragile mortals, I respect and even worship such a Carolan.

But he fell down, after success, giving up on himself, what is the difference between death and death

What is more deadly is that when the Holy Light lost itself, when the Holy Church lost its impartial guide, pure authority finally turned into excessive arrogance. After the outbreak of original sin, the Holy Church and the Holy Light teachings have deviated from Lost the original way of protection. .

The holy pastor no longer walks asceticly in the villages and fields, just to heal the pain of labor for the farmers and the wounds of the soldiers guarding the town, but lives in a magnificent cathedral, enjoying the sacrifices of the farmers, But only to baptize and serve nobles and kings, and expel those innocuous ailments.

And what is even more terrible is that the authority of the Holy Church fell to those bishops who did not know when it started. A teaching position that stays at home replaces the accumulation of merit, and the powerless who spend time in the church headquarters can go higher than those who bleed and sweat in the front line.

The descendants of the heroes of the past, relying on their blood; standing on the front line of the paladins and priests of the Holy Light, the pious belief and the practice of the holy light magic have been replaced by cumbersome religious ceremonies, and their hard work is not as good as A slander, ten years of penance practice is not flattery at the reception. The Light as the essence of the Guardian Light,

But it was forgotten by the descendants of heroes.

When the glorious people on the stage of the church are just clerics in splendid robes, when the pope has changed from a warrior to a speculator, when the real warrior retreats to the back because he is covered in blood , is there something that has gone bad?

"Since there is no present and future without the past, first of all, let us trace the past and trace the essence of the Holy Light, the Spear of Carolan"

held in hand. It is a sacred object obtained from Asteria, the worn-out iron spear used by Carolan, the God of Light, when he was still a human being.

The sharp spear tip of the past has been polished to dullness by time, and the undecorated spear is a pure mass-produced weapon, but this spear has accompanied every moment of Corallan's difficult journey in pursuit of the Holy Light. The weapon of protection that breaks through difficulties and obstacles is the highest holy relic lost in the historical records of the Holy Church.

I held the iron spear, but I didn't intend to use him as a weapon, and I stroked the root of the spear with my finger. The front part was reduced to ashes in the blazing holy flame, and the end of the spear fell down.

"The sharp tip of the spear has been decayed by time, but the handle of the spear can still symbolize the origin of the Holy Light."

The holiest spear has returned to history. All that was left was the inconspicuous tail of the iron rod.

The material of epic weapons is very important, but more importantly, it is the "idea" that combines materials and "concepts". It is the theory of building epic weapons and the source of its power.

In Hades. The light of redemption represents the concept of "time", and the core concept of my holy light is naturally the process of holy light in the long history of time, that is, the past, present and future of holy light

What better representation of the Light's past than the wrecked remains of the Light's Vessel of Origins

"The past of the holy light is the light of protection, it has always been but even in the long dark night, our guardian knights have never forgotten to seek the guidance of the light.

The clasped hands were opened, the pious brilliance was ignited in the palms, and the darkness of the abyss was dispelled by the beam of light that went straight into the sky.

I like history, because only by being familiar with the history can I understand the present, even though the upper echelons of the Holy Church have deteriorated, the knights of the Holy Light are still fulfilling the original way of protection;

The first batch of ancient holy knights many years ago fought to protect their homeland and clansmen, and after that, every time the world encountered catastrophe and disaster, the knights of the holy light were never absent.

And in front of me, the old warhammer representing protection and redemption slowly floated in the air.

When the holy flame representing destruction and rebirth was burning on the warhammer, the artifact warhammer ushered in its own end and rebirth. My mood was contradictory and painful, but also joyful and joyful.

"Even as time goes by, the inheritance of the way of protection of the holy light has never been lost. It is the transformation of the form, the self-destruction of the holy object, and the will of the way of protection will still be passed on."

The raging holy flame dissipated, leaving only the silver hammer head in midair.

I let go of the spear handle, and it flew up into the sky by itself, and collided with the hammerhead.

"clang"

The sound of metal colliding, to my ears, is as sweet and sacred as a holy bell, but the demons and demons around me are as painful as being struck by lightning.

In the next moment, the holy light ignited the whole world. Except for the holder of the holy light, everyone lost their sight after losing their hearing.

Sharoll's eyes that had just recovered had already blew themselves up, a lot of blood burst out from his ears, and his body was full of the smell of burning, and those unlucky demons who were involved, those who were close to them directly gasified, and those who were far away , can probably save a life.

Not only the enemy suffered a strong blow

The purgatory centaur Cassio was lying on the ground crying in pain, the magic pattern and organs transformed into purgatory turned into burnt black ash in the brilliance, while the fallen angel was crying with black wings, flowing on his beautiful face. , there are drops of black blood and tears, but the fallen angel who is the embodiment of arrogance is full of panic and despair, just like a helpless child in a desperate situation.

I glanced at it, but I could only shake my head helplessly. Now, I don't have the energy to help others, and it's not the time to think too much.

I stretched out my hand to meet the slowly falling ball of light.

"What is this"

Sharoll fell to the ground in pain, and still had the strength to ask his doubts, but I had no intention of answering;

Even if those pierced ears and melted eardrums certainly don't hear anything, manipulating the fusion of two epic materials is beyond my limits, and speaking has become a luxury.

It took only a moment to touch the light sphere, and all the brilliance dissipated, and what I held in my hand was a broken sword with only a hilt.

The hilt of the sword is the hilt of the spear before, while the upper layer of the sword body is the part transformed from the hammerhead.

There is no decoration, and there is no need for decoration. The cylindrical hilt is simple and primitive, but it attracts the eyes of countless supreme beings.

I raised the hilt of the sword, and endless rays of light rose behind me, as if there was a rising sun slowly rising behind me.

"Sure enough, it's only this far."

Even if the idea and "concept" of creating an epic weapon have been achieved, but lacking two functional core materials and the artifact of light representing the "future", only such a semi-finished product can be created.

"But enough is enough"

The hilt of the sword fell slowly, and the tip of the broken sword was empty, but the prestigious Sharoll was howling and crying in despair. He knew that when the broken sword fell, his own doom had already arrived.

The moment the sword was swung, everyone's eyesight was taken away by the brilliance again, and when the brilliance dissipated, what remained in place was only the black ashes that represented the existence of Sharoll.

A gust of wind blows, the ashes disperse, and the former bloody general has become history.

At this time, I have the energy to answer Sharoll's inquiry and speak out the name of the Holy Light in my mind.

"This is the dawn, the Holy Sword Dawn." To be continued.

ps It’s six hundred chapters before I know it...Thank you for your support all the way, especially for your understanding and support during our confused period...