The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Bayer's battlefield is not the whole of this world. Although the news of the continuous fall of the main gods is shocking, at the same time, new news has also come from other battlefield areas.

Among the many pieces of information, the most eye-catching one is probably "The Battle of Sidi, the undead army from the alien plane attacked the trolls and helped the human defenders of San Antonio win a complete victory."

According to the report, "These undead claim to be the remnants of the ancient human empire, and now they have returned to the plane, established their capital in the extreme north of Iceland, and have established formal diplomatic relations with the Northern Lan League."

At this time, Sandro and other undead emperors finally made a choice and decided where to stand.

The extremely northern Iceland they are talking about actually has no geographically definite name. It is the extremely northern part of the continent. There is indeed a continent across the icy ocean, but due to the extreme Temperature, probably only polar bears and snow monsters can settle there.

"And Adam, he and those native snow trolls are like a family."

I raised my glasses slightly. Although Margaret's words were calm, I could feel the resentment in them. It seems that the trip to the extreme north did not leave a good impression on her.

However, being able to get lost to the glacier continent in the extreme north is no longer a sense of direction, it is a curse.

The return of Margaret and Adam also made me breathe a sigh of relief. It is always a good thing to have trustworthy comrades around, and along with it, there is also the support of Lanmeng.

Margaret had just arrived and started to put in heavy rescue work. At this time, Adam was uncharacteristically. He caused trouble everywhere when he was bored, and was knitting a feather broom that looked extravagant with his head bowed.

But we all know that this is just an illusion.

"...Well, Adam, can you stop making trouble? Yesterday, the Arthur Angel had already complained to me. No matter how many feathers the Scorched Angel has, if he always plucks his hair, he will become bald."

"It's just a warm-up, I can't bear it when I think about the upcoming battle! It's rare to meet such a high-quality opponent, and you don't have to worry about accidentally killing him... Well, I should go to the scorching angel to warm up again! I went, and I won’t come back for lunch.”

The more he talked, the more excited he became, flames rose from his head, as if he was going to fight with the angels for three days at any time, and then he hurried out.

If I hadn't received a report saying that rare auction items such as "Scorching Angel Feather Fan" and "Scorching Angel's Tears" appeared on the black market in Yunzhong Tower, I would have believed it.

As for a pauper suddenly becoming rich,

Generously swept away some small news about banned books in the book market, I don’t care about such boring things, I just handed them to Margaret to deal with... The red light that night was really hot Liang, a certain man's desperate scream "My collection" is indeed sympathetic, and many married male compatriots have shed tears of sympathy.

And what's more pitiful, he probably thought that the discovery of the new collection of books was just an accident, and he actually planned to resell rare items such as high-level angel feathers again, and restock.....Aren't you coming back for lunch at noon? Hurry to replenish at noon.

"Really, there is a war now, can you be serious, the market has just resumed normal supply, and you start selling these?"

I was still thinking about whether I should fulfill the duties of a member of parliament to investigate and deal with these messy businessmen, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw the corner of Margaret's mouth twitching? This is a smile? Margaret actually smiled so happily? Well, it's all been seen through, Adam, take care of yourself.

Forget it, I won't remind him anymore, reading jokes when you're depressed should make your body and mind happy.

Angel? Yes, today's Tower of Clouds has already settled in the high-ranking angels of two legions. Although they are indeed annoying in a sense, as temporary comrades-in-arms, it is still very reassuring.

While we are actively preparing for the war, the battlefield in front of us has not returned to calm. At this point, Cavens is declaring war on the entire world, and the conspiracy of the World Destroyer is already in front of us.

As the parties involved, we haven't had time to express anything. As the "master of the world", the Lord of Holy Light finally couldn't help it. The bombing of the avatar is already the most serious challenge. "Opening the door" directly threatens the order of the entire world. Mechanical thinking is already the highest level of threat.

Therefore, the Impersonal God Lord of Holy Light gave up all his reserve without hesitation. The gods and angels of the Holy Light pantheon descended like dumplings. All my savings were wiped out.

There is no possibility of a truce in the chaotic space created by the fall of the gods. The Holy Light God Department and the Angel War Group have not hesitated to invest in this chaotic theater. As the cloud fortress near the battlefield, the Holy Light God Department also sent Two top battle groups and dozens of affiliated battle groups settled in, and there were more than 30,000 scattered angels. The god envoy Arthur who led the team seemed to be a legendary figure left in history.

As for whether these two top battle groups are protecting Cloud Fortress, or deterring us "heretics from acting rashly", everyone has a good idea.

This obviously touched the dignity of the mages, but I persuaded other councilors to accept their entry. After all, it is stupid to contradict the mastermind of the Holy Light at this time. Anne", turn your guns on us, and we will be in serious trouble.

Besides, such cherished single-cell thugs are rare, even if they let them explore the way, it is a good thing, just be patient for a few days.

The result is that you can see angels flying above your head every morning. These guys really regard themselves as the masters of this city, completely ignoring the moral bottom line of the mages... Cough, so, it is the middle class of the patrol. The low-level angels are disappearing steadily at a very uniform rate, and the high-level angels often encounter challenges from the strong for no reason, which keeps the Arthur envoy busy every day.

As for whether it became the experimental product of a mad mage in the end, or fell into the black market... In fact, considering the abundant supply of goods and the falling prices, I kind of want a cheap and beautiful angel maid, although I have no feelings. It's a pity, But having no feelings also means not being lazy, not asking for wages, and being very eye-catching, what a good long-term laborer.

But recently, Angel Arthur came to me every day to complain. Once it hits this critical moment, it is better for me not to cause new diplomatic incidents.

"You can ask Adam to buy one for you, and you can also watch a joke along the way."

Heloise's chanting stunned me for a moment, then I laughed and gave a thumbs up. I gave this proposal thirty-two likes.

I just started writing a letter and asked the familiar to bring it to Adam, using a special letter paper that would self-destruct.

"...My friend, please be sure to choose a young and beautiful angel maid, and I will help you hold back Margaret..."

I am a man, as everyone knows, who never lies.

"Margaret, save yourself. Just let Adam go this time. Men, there are always some new needs. This is not infidelity, but a normal male need. At least, he didn't buy the most popular recently. Angel slave. Slave."

"... Your face? How much is it worth?"

Margaret, who sneered, raised her staff and went out. It seemed that my words not only failed to extinguish the fire, but also fueled it. From the look on her face, she was not far from going berserk.

Well, I've "procrastinated", but unfortunately I didn't, so, my friend, wish you the best of luck.

"Roland, you seem to have a lot of resentment towards Adam?"

"…..When you are working hard on the battlefield, your buddies are out there picking up girls and dating, and when they meet, they will tell you about their travel and leisure experiences, and they are very happy, and they keep adding 'It's a pity you didn't go, How would you like to be happy', what would you think?"

"……..I understand."

The dead cat nodded and continued to pretend to be asleep. The only sound in the room was the rustling of the pen tip across the paper.

There are already more than a dozen letters stacked on the table, and there are letters and replies. In order to mobilize all the strength at hand, I am also very busy these days.

Suddenly, the dead cat raised its head, and our eyes were also looking at the window, not only because of the familiar falling starlight, but also because a person who had been waiting for a long time finally came.

"Sandro, since you are here, it seems that you have already made a decision (to be continued.)