The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

In a sense, Queen Maria feels good to me. .`

First of all, he politely thanked me for my help, but he didn't ask me for it, such as helping them on the battlefield.

The meeting ended in less than five minutes from the beginning, and the battlefield is still going on. Now is indeed not the time for the meeting.

Even if the battlefield is cleared, soon, more fire trolls and flame demons will swarm in.

There are no strong players to a certain extent on the battlefield on the abyss side because it is unnecessary. In the long-term tug-of-war and war of attrition, cannon fodder is the least valuable, and the abyss side never has to worry about the lack of cannon fodder.

I didn't take the initiative to help, except because it had nothing to do with me, more, but I still need to recover a little magic power.

It is really cool to wash a large area of ​​the map with a cannon, but after each game, the consumption of mana needs to be doubled to make up for it.

The war didn't end because of my arrival. On the contrary, after a short silence, a few big fire trolls came to inquire about the situation, and the fight with humans became more intense.

I just watched the play from the sidelines, but I still had a lot of feelings.

Now the first-line main plane battlefield is close to the level of bloody battles in the abyss, and Saint Antonio's background is indeed amazing, whether it is an empty knight fighting in mid-air, a spellcaster on the city wall, or even an ordinary city guard soldier, All seasoned veterans. w?ww.`

There are so many strong men who can stand alone on other battlefields here, and I have never even heard of the names of a few demigod spellcasters whose magic power fluctuates more and more ordinary.

Laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the way.

The battlefield here seems to be chaotic, but in fact it is orderly in chaos, far from reaching its limit.

The commander has the appearance of a commander, and the grassroots non-commissioned officers issue military orders level by level, but the most eye-catching ones are the seemingly ordinary casters.

The caster is very skillful in matching and combining with ordinary fighters, all kinds of large-scale buff magic can be easily applied, and the attack magic also naturally forms the suppressing effect of artillery fire.

Every mojo. They are all used to improve the situation on the battlefield, instead of destroying the opponent in one go. It seems petty, but in fact this is the core of the battlefield mage's tactics.

Every explosion. They are all of the classic range and classic power of textbooks, but with enough accurate support,

But it is convenient for these fighters and mages to cooperate and combine, and the other side of the classic is to save magic power and mental power extremely. And can be replaced at any time.

After a wave of attacks ended, the second caster took over, continued to suppress fire for ten minutes, and then replaced.

It may not be possible to eliminate the opponent, but the side has always been able to get support.

I have seen too many people who play for three minutes and rest for two hours, and play for ten minutes and rest for one night.... ?? `Well, I admit that Lanmeng is not skilled enough in coordinating mages and battlefields, not sophisticated enough and professional.

There may not be much difference in reputation between the candidates of the continent's strongest country and the continent's strongest country. But the background is very obvious.

The difference lies in all aspects, in some traditions and small details, all of which take time to polish.

At least when I get back, a new War Mage training manual will be out right away.

At dusk, the battle situation between the two sides returned to the original, as if nothing had happened, it was almost as if I did not forget what I did.

Perhaps, this is also the basis for the high-level leaders of both sides to maintain a tacit understanding, in the tens of thousands of front-line battlefields. Personal power is too much to smile.

When a thousand people gather in one place, the entire field of vision is already covered, but when the scale of the war is accumulated by hundreds of thousands or millions, it is considered to clear the battlefield in front of you. Will be filling up again soon.

For the devil, losing tens of thousands of low-level goods is not a matter at all.

The map and the battlefield cannot be changed without the forbidden spell. Using the forbidden spell is a life-and-death decisive battle. In a sense, the battlefield killer also has its own troubles.

dragged on until night. The war is over,

At the simple welcome banquet, Maria welcomed me heartily. As for transactions and business, she gave me a name, a chief financial officer named Xi Lang, and asked my people to talk to him.

Although Maria is not a member of Hades, but with Ayer's relationship, our relationship is still friendly.

Moreover, compared to Winston who is waiting for news in the capital and commanding remotely, I do prefer Maria who is on the front line.

"Ancient sun god ruins?"

At the dinner party, I made my request very directly.

I don't feel like I've lived enough of patrolling the battlefield, alone looking for a relic that may or may not exist.

It's better for the county magistrate to take care of it now, and it's better to ask the local people first.

I took out Arroyo's holy emblem and a sketch of Arroyo's eagle head, but the final result disappointed me.

Maria directly asked the local elders to inquire about the situation, but the result was that she didn't know anything about it.

It seems that I can only find a way to find it myself.

Now that I have time, Maria and I naturally chatted about the war. She is somewhat interested in my new weapon, and she has to leave a weapon receipt.

But I can see that she is not very interested, but more polite.

She is obviously very confident in San Antonio's traditional military power and spellcasters, at least the current battle is not out of her grasp.

And talking, talking, we talked about the abyss and the changes of the devil.

Hesitating, Maria told me about a dream, a recurring nightmare in which she kept killing and being killed.

"Think about it every day and dream at night, don't think too much."

I was not interested in the sentimentality of "little girl", and I was going to take it lightly, but I didn't expect to hear a familiar name.

"You are also a spellcaster. You should understand the importance of dreams to us. Sometimes it is a mirror for us to a certain plane, and sometimes it is a prophecy that guides our direction. Recently, I always dream of being killed by someone. , but it wasn't me who died... I can't explain it, that feeling is very strange, as if you are both the murderer and the victim."

Maria was a little dazed and in a daze. She had asked her "adopted father" for help, but his adopted father told her that the man in front of her was an expert in spirituality and might be able to help her.

Moreover, for some reason, it was the first time we met, but I felt that this person could be trusted.

"This dream has been recurring since I was a child, and the killer has many faces, but recently, the frequency of my death has become more and more frequent. The murderer who killed 'me', the silver half-demon, was killed by 'me' Called 'Eliza.' I still call her sister in my dreams, asking why she is so cruel." (To be continued.)

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