The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

"Heloise, what do you think is the most important thing for a successful assassination?"

Because I was really bored, I took the initiative to chat with Heloise during the long wait.

"Assassination? I have never been an assassin...but I have received anti-assassin training before. The main thing is to be careful of strangers and not to go to dangerous, remote, and no-exit places. If I want to say it, the most important thing is to assassinate, It is probably to appear in a key position at a critical moment, and the opponent is not prepared yet."

"That's right, the most important thing for an assassin is patience, patience..."

This place is not the palace of Hypnos, but the BUG place of Hades that I am familiar with. If you prepare to assassinate here, it will not attract the attention of others.

I'm not a professional assassin... No, I'm not even qualified. Considering my poor stealth skills and camouflage ability, it's okay to deceive ordinary undead, but it's okay to deceive the undead emperor with the soul perspective and the devil master who started as a professional fraud Jun, don't even think about it, so I took a stupid way.

"Squat, keep squatting, I don't believe he won't go out."

Instead of entering the hinterland of the devil's camp and approaching the target under multiple inspections, I might as well wait for him to come out by himself.

The bitter battle with hypocrites probably leaked a lot of my abilities, but my BUG world has always been top secret. I entered the BUG world at the main entrance of the palace of Hypnos, so when I come out , will naturally be in this position.

Someone should have already guessed it, that's right, this time I plan to use the ability of this BUG world to squat until the tyrant lord goes out, and then suddenly appear, slashing him fiercely, the only problem...

"Patience, patience... Patience is a ghost! It's been a day and a half! That guy is still there and won't get out! I'm a big-headed ghost of patience!"

Finally, my patience nearly collapsed, no wonder I couldn't take it anymore. I have been waiting here for thirty-seven hours, and in order to succeed in the assassination, I have to maintain this posture for nearly eight hours.

"Take a rest, another batch of living captives have been sent over as rations. Salweinstein still doesn't plan to go out today."

I put down the magic sword profusely in sweat, the countless radiances dissipated again, and everything returned to calm.

"It is said that in the far east, there is a group of magical people. They can squat under the toilet pit for several days in order to assassinate or collect information. They wait for the assassination target to go to the toilet. What a professionalism..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I've been to the East too, and there are such disgusting people, it's not that they look at others on top of their heads... Evil, it's really disgusting."

"Don't tell me, this time it's just hearsay, but I'm not talking nonsense, there are still such cases. So they call the benevolent (big mistake)... No, bear with it (continue big mistake), um, it should be right this time .Be patient, really bear it.”

It seems that the memory is a little blurred, but in short, he is a very tolerant person, which probably means this. A wrong word, it has been so long, it is inevitable.

"So. This time we have to carry forward the 'spirit of endurance' and stay in the pit until the end. If the enemy does not come, I will not leave! Even if someone is on my head...then I should leave. Endurance is really not human."

"Don't say it, it's disgusting, you must have remembered wrongly, how could you have such a profession."

I shook my head helplessly, these days, no one would believe the truth anymore. I may have misremembered some details, but in general there should be no mistakes, and this seems to be a true historical fact.

Following the order to temporarily rest, the pillar of light in the distance also stopped sending me holy light, and everything returned to calm.

Glancing at the Holy Sword of Dawn, which was losing its brilliance, I nodded in satisfaction. Since the material is really good, the abilities of this holy sword far exceed expectations in all aspects.

"What kind of sword of yours is really effective?"

"Of course, as long as I hit it, there will still be a charge to end."

Although I was very confident in what I said, I still have some doubts in my heart. At this time, I really regret the fight with the hypocrite.

If it wasn't for the way of threatening the Lord God of the Abyss in that battle, which made the opponent guard against me, I would be able to play a lot of tricks now, instead of standing so stupidly and waiting for the opponent to come out.

The Holy Sword of Dawn has two attack modes. The second mode is the "Dawn Sun" mode demonstrated on the battlefield before. In that mode, it will emit light to weaken and purify the opponent in a large area.

And the second is the concentration mode of light, which will crazily gather holy light and turn it into an indestructible light blade. As for the upper limit of attack ability, it depends on me and the carrying limit of this sword, I don't know.

"At that time, Sophokri was stabbed, and his stored power was less than half of his limit. Although he only hurt the skin, he did hurt the Lord God of the Abyss. This time, the upper limit of his stored power is eight hours, and his lethality is at least doubled. Doubling it."

This is not only a calculation, but also to give me some confidence. After all, no matter how excellent a weapon is in theory, it is always worrying if it has not passed the actual combat test.

Because the material of this holy sword is too good... The artifact gemstone of the ancient sun god, the origin spear of the Lord of the Holy Light, and the guardian hammer inherited by the paladin are three of the world's top artifacts in one, although It can't reach three times the power of the artifact, but it is definitely not inferior to the artifact of its material.

I haven't touched its limit yet. On the contrary, the limit of eight hours is my personal limit. At that point, the holy light I can control has reached the limit. I can persist for ten minutes at most. If I don't swing my sword or Stop working hard, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it myself.

"Stop complaining, at least you don't need to accumulate holy light yourself, otherwise it won't be enough to drain you."

What Heloise said was the same, if it weren't for this bug world, it would not only allow me to continuously accumulate holy light through the tower of light in Hades, but also allow me to infuse holy light with peace of mind for several hours, just to swing that sword.

"...Indeed, let alone eight hours on the battlefield, even three minutes will not be given to you."

Infusing holy light into the Holy Sword of Dawn is not simply a matter of time calculation, but the closer it is to the limit, the more holy light and time it will take. It only takes half an hour to pour in this dark world of the underworld. It became a dawn paradise, and three hours later, not to mention Heloise's instinctive retreat, the lightsaber made my scalp tingle just looking at it.

And under the premise of unlimited energy, what is needed is probably the time to save.

in a sense. This is also a forbidden spell, which requires the source of holy light to continuously supply energy like a mage tower, and then let me charge for several hours, turning all the energy into a fatal blow.

"Okay. If the game is taken off and the game is blown up, we...well, put down that innocent eggplant, I won't be talking nonsense. The things you have done recently, could it be..."

Seeing the dead cat eagerly holding the eggplant, I closed my mouth wisely.

"Okay, the rest is over, let's come again."

I feel more and more the advantage of breaking through the demigod, at least for now, as long as I take a little rest, drink some water and eat two bites of bread, my physical strength can be recovered quickly... This seems a bit familiar, those online game characters seem to drink water Eat bread to return blood. What kind of strange physique and settings are these.

"Cough, concentrate."

Holding the holy sword of dawn, I began to summon the holy light again, and the tower of holy light in the distance also began to shine brightly. The endless holy light shone on me, and began to provide energy for me and the holy sword.

This kind of trick can only be played once, and it will definitely not work next time, so this time, I really plan to seize the opportunity and get real results.

"Squat. Continue to squat, develop the spirit of endurance, and squat until the end of the world. I don't believe that he won't come out to go to the toilet... No. I don't believe that he won't go out!"

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For Hypnos, perhaps coming to the main plane itself was a mistake.

He feels that he is a large coffee table with tragedies (cups) displayed on it.

Ambitiously came to this plane, thinking that the world of the dead could finally be built, but nothing has been done yet. He was hit several times in a row.

My teammates were all kinds of soy sauce and lazy at first, so I could only hold on alone. I worked so hard to take out the coffin and win the war, but when I turned around, I found that all my allies had run away. After taking away most of the loot, I worked hard and worked hard. In the end, not only was it all in vain, but I was also full of hatred with humans, and now I am waiting to be crusaded.

If you look at it from the perspective of Hypnos, it is really bloody every step of the way.

"Obviously everyone is an ally, obviously we made an appointment to conquer the kingdom of the undead together, slaughtering human beings is a kind of joy, and sharing happiness with the undead allies is also a kind of joy, why, why,... why are you so skillful in betrayal! You guys How many times have you been betrayed?"

The above is Roland's brainstorming of his lines, and it has nothing to do with me....Bai scholars or something, they should be dragged out and beaten to death first.

At this point, if there is no resentment, I am afraid that he is a saint.

Is the undead emperor Hypnos a saint? Obviously impossible, he is famous for his bad temper, not only is he full of resentment now, but it is difficult to find a place to act wildly, and he is almost exploding.

But Salweinstein, as a tyrant, doesn't worry about what he thinks.

Hypnos asked the devil to fulfill the contract and set out to attack the human alliance immediately, but was told that they forgot to write the fulfillment date in the contract, so it is certain to hit humans, but it depends on the mood of the devil bosses on that day .

Only those with a strong situation have the right to speak. Hypnos didn't worry about anything, but turned his head and left with a depressed expression. It could be seen that his anger had been stored to the limit. ,

In a sense, Hypnos is really an antique from the last century. Even the devil can easily deceive him. If he meets Roland... Of course, there are special reasons for this, Hypnos probably I have never met anyone who dared to tease him face to face before, so there is no need for the devil lord to show face to the Undead Emperor, he can play as he pleases, and he is not afraid of turning his face at all.

Now, Salweinstein has no intention of fulfilling the contract at all, and he is very patient and does nothing.

Everyone knows that as long as the gate of the lower plane is opened, his legion will become stronger every day, and the power of the undead will naturally become weaker and weaker, and they will naturally lose their dominance.

On the contrary, he felt a little regretful that Hypnos was so easy to deal with, and his contract traps and pattern supplementary contracts were settled without any use.

But it can be seen that Hypnos' patience has reached its limit, so let's go out with him tomorrow to inspect the army. It's time to let those undead bones see the greatness of the Lord of Demons.

Salwinstein thought so, and finally made a decision.

And early the next morning, when he and Hypnos finished the negotiation and just approached the gate of the palace, suddenly, a mortal appeared in front of him.

"So familiar..."

In an instant, Salweinstein's face changed drastically. Of course, this face was familiar. Both brothers had this face, but no matter who they were, they were the mortal enemies of the devils.

"Hi. It's the first time we meet, give me a sword."

Then, Salweinstein looked at the blond paladin and greeted him cheerfully, said hello, and then...

"Sword? What sword?"

Only at this time did he notice that what the paladin was holding was a sword, and on the hilt of the sword, there was no holy light, but a faint darkness.

There is no blade on the hilt, only a night made of stardust.

Light, to the extreme, turned into nothingness like a black hole.

And Salwinstein didn't have time to lament his discovery. He didn't notice that the moment he saw his opponent, Hypnos had already hid behind him. Norse should not be too resentful to other undead emperors, selling teammates is really a tradition of undead emperors.

"Holy Light, this enemy is worth fighting!"

In the next moment, the torrent of light drowned everything. (To be continued.)

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