The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Returning from death, Cavens was still pale in front of his eyes, and his ears were ringing slightly. For some reason, the strange and violent vomiting made him sick. {щww{suimеng][lā}

It was expected that the eyesight did not recover. I just started using the eyeball that has not yet returned to normal function, and it still needs time to warm up. This **, which was prepared for a long time ago, has been dormant for nearly a month.

Not a drop of water or food for a month, coupled with the special physical condition, the mortal body has reached its limit.

If it weren't for this body being an excellent swordsman with a solid foundation, the first thing "he" would do now would be to recuperate for half a year to recover his vitality.

"Brother, I'm going out to play."

Hoarse words squeezed out from the dry lips, and the words spoken by the main body just now reappeared, which is the performance of the synchronization of soul and body.

"No!"

When Cavens woke up from his deep sleep, when he hadn't adapted to the changes in his two physical bodies, what greeted "him" was a low growl full of negativity.

The expected construction scene of the Abyss Pool was not seen, nor was the welcome from the servants. How did the unbelievable malicious person get here.

"Roland?"

Those demon elites who were handpicked by themselves have turned into pieces of minced meat. In a pool of blood, the blond paladin is pinching the neck of the beautiful devil.

"Hahahaha, as expected of Roland, I never expected you to appear here."

Cavens was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

At this time, I was also a little confused.

Familiar blond hair, familiar blue pupils, familiar face, but completely unfamiliar... and gender.

"Kevins? Leona?"

I couldn't help but ask aloud, even though it was obvious that the person in front of me was my bastard brother, and even though I had expected the possibility of this scene happening, it was still very shocking when it really appeared in front of my eyes.

"My stupid brother.....sister! Cough, sure enough, from the very beginning, Leona has been your backup!"

The flesh body attached to Cavens in front of him,

It is Leona, the Saintess of the Church of Thunder and Sword!

This daughter of the abyss, who escaped the fight, was inlaid on the altar of the plane like a sacrifice, and all of this was for this time.

The blond woman looked at me in disbelief, her weak body couldn't even stand upright, and her bulging belly was very eye-catching, but in a sense, this was indeed the root cause of the situation.

"For the devil, offspring are a kind of property, but it's really insane to reach your level."

Just like Cavens once possessed Renee before, for the demon nobles and abyss lords, the blood connection also means that the descendants are controlled by their ancestors.

For the half-demon race, it is nothing to be summoned by the blood to become a labor force. One of the saddest endings is probably to become the backup of the ancestors.

Consciousness is erased, knowledge and power become the food of the ancestors, everything acquired through hard work is devoured, and traces of one's own existence are erased.

Many powerful demon gods and demon lords, after being killed in battle, revived from the physical bodies of their descendants, but this was often a backup option. The result of doing so was that they would lose everything in the past and start all over again.

And the bloodlines of those descendants, after all, are only mixed bloods that have obtained part of the bloodlines. The bloodlines ability and ability limit are often inferior to the original demon gods and demon lords, and it is difficult for the final strength limit to surpass the past. Will choose this move.

But Cavens was different, very different.

From the very beginning, I found something was wrong with this magic tire.

"Such a powerful and pure bloodline of a high-ranking demon is enough to shake the roots of a god. It cannot be the product of an accident. And the most important thing is that he has no possibility of a soul."

After conducting a series of autopsy experiments on Leona in private... I mean, after the inspection, I was surprised to find that my future "nephew" was actually a stillborn fetus without a soul.

It was the crystallization of chaotic power. Although Leona was his matrix, it was just a carrier in a sense. The one who really created him was Cavens who split half of himself.

Once the fetus matures, even if it cannot quickly reach the height of Cavens, it is only a matter of time before it becomes a powerful god-level existence.

Paying so much is naturally because I expect to gain more, and the price of compromising a main god is already in front of me.

Now, the purpose of Cavens possessing the fetus and then controlling the mother through the fetus is also in front of me.

"Cavens, you gave up the existence of the main god level just to pass through that wall?"

Behind the altar, it was a boundless dark wall, and from the murals related to the Goddess of Chaos on it, I also knew what it was used for.

".....Only the Daughter of Chaos can become Cynthia, and only Cynthia can pass through this wall and reach Cynthia's sleeping place..."

This is the root setting of the goddess of creation, and it is the ultimate insurance to protect one's own body. Under normal circumstances, there is no way to pass it, but Cavens and the others just found a bug in this rule.

A fetus, a fetus parasitic in the body of the Daughter of Chaos, can naturally enter it and obtain Cynthia's body, power, authority and responsibility!

Then, Cynthia's physical body descended into the world, and she used her creator responsibility to open the gate of the plane. This was Cavens' ultimate plan!

At this time, Cavens didn't panic at all, because the altar was next to the wall, and the door of the wall that mortals couldn't pass through had been opened for him.

"Ha, Roland, we'll talk later."

"She" turned around and wanted to walk into the wall, but I coldly said a completely indecent threat.

"Cavens, you'd better turn around, unless you don't want her life."

I picked up Yimi Misiya in my hand, and the slender ice blade directly drew a line of blood red on the slender neck.

"...You don't look like a positive character at all, don't you say that those villains who threaten the hostages are all super-fast low-level villains who rush to the street."

Cavens paused, but then said the past words that I don't even remember. I thought he would at least hesitate for a moment, but the next moment, "Leona" who turned back rolled his eyes, and then he didn't care. Laughing.

"If you want to kill, kill others. Anyway, there are quite a few people who died, and this one is not bad. Once the gate of the plane is opened, more people will die. Hehe."

Obviously speaking of the doomsday truth, but the frivolous and expectant tone is like a naughty boy looking forward to his birthday.

The "big elimination" after the opening of the gate of the plane was the festival he had longed for. All the sacrifices and deaths before that were just a warm-up before the festival.

At that moment, I understood that Yimi Missiya meant nothing to him, he didn't care at all, he didn't even care what he would encounter in the catastrophe of the doomsday.

destroy? evolution? It doesn't really matter, just have fun.

But I know what he cares.

So, I took a deep breath, and slowly moved the blade away from Yimi Missiya's neck, then turned into a short blade, and pressed it against my chest.

"Cavens, you and I are born from the same soul, I will not die and you will not die, and you will not die and I will not die, but maybe it is time to die together."

The blade itself has no meaning, but it is just a determination and a statement.

Cavens turned his head again, and this time, his eyebrows were finally tightened.

"Eliza is not wrong. Sure enough, after you know our immortality, once I have a great advantage, I will use this trick to burn jade and stone. Really, dying with a man or something, it's super disgusting..."

At that moment, I was disgusted too...

"It's obviously a noble self-sacrifice, no matter how bad it is, it's still considered as taking on the responsibility of being a brother. Can you stop being so disgusting."

My skin is getting goosebumps, it's clearly a battlefield, and it's clearly related to the survival of the entire world, can you be a little more serious.

"Sacrifice? For those mortals who betrayed us? Or destroy our family and the church of the country? Hey hey hey, can you not be such a holy mother, such a guy will not end well, he will definitely hit the street."

At this moment, I stopped again. What he said was so reasonable that I was speechless. Waiting online, it’s urgent... (To be continued.)