The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

According to the normal routine of fantasy classic novels, things should have developed like this:

On the way to track down the cultists, the adventure group the protagonist belongs to is in a delicate relationship of competition and cooperation with the hostile adventurers. They gradually collect clues and explore the dark shadow lurking in the town. Finally, with the help of the villagers, They found out who was behind the scenes, but they didn't expect that they had successfully released the sealed dracolich.

The dracolich is powerful and invincible, and the two hostile groups of adventurers finally united to resist helplessly, but the opponent is too powerful, and they are still not opponents. At this critical moment of despair, someone stood up...

"Then it's time for cheating, which is popular to hear and see. The most common cheating methods include the explosion of the male protagonist's halo, and an elite rescuer. Yes, if it is a beautiful female priest, the effect will be even better, maybe you can get a little tears from the audience. By the way, if the popularity of the female lead is still low, you can definitely ask her to make a sacrifice, which can satisfy the audience's desire. The demand can also allow the female second to take the opportunity to take the lead, and it can also give the male lead a reason to explode. It is simply not too profitable. Although it is old-fashioned, it is really useful."

"...Many of those legendary stories followed this path. Although I read a lot, I felt very passionate at the time. Especially when the heroine died, it was really sympathetic, but I didn't expect there to be more There is a reason for this. It is really better to listen to a group of people than to read ten years of books. You are definitely an outstanding scholar."

The dracolich Winraire couldn't stop nodding, completely ignoring that if the situation was really dramatic, the one who was killed by the protagonist inexplicably in the plot should be himself.

Of course, we are just knowing the bullshit and knowing it well. A story is a story, truth is truth, there is no such thing as the weak overcoming the strong without a reason in this world. Winning with all your might is just a way of coaxing children, and a real winner must have an advantage. Even if it's just luck.

"You feel unconvinced when you see his progress like a joke, and see him stepping into glory step by step. Maybe you just don't see his advantages and hard work in private."

People in the world are always used to ignoring the accumulation and repeated failures of successful people before reaching the peak, and those lucky ones who succeeded once due to accidental luck, if they thought they were lucky boys and turned into Long Aotian who kept leapfrogging and challenging, basically Neither live long.

In a sense, White and the others were lucky. At least change to a dracolich with a normal personality, most likely their bones are already cold at this time, maybe this time today will teach them some lessons.

"Is it okay for those guys to be thrown on the ground?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't expect that the legendary paladins would become so weak these days, and they all fainted from an excessive negative energy shock wave, and they probably didn't even see my face clearly.

But little girl, are you really a golden elf? Why does the negative energy shock seem to be a buff to you? You are also an undead, but I can clearly feel that you are a living thing. "

Heloise didn't answer. It seemed that I was still depressed and I sold her, but when faced with Wen Laier's questioning, I was the first to speak out.

"Hehe. This is a long story, and it can be considered as my personal research result, which involves semi-undead creatures. I believe that as a dracolich, you also understand the rules."

The mage's research results are his most important wealth, and forcibly seizing them is equivalent to a full-scale war. If you want to obtain data and intelligence, you must at least come up with equivalent research results.

Wen Laier nodded slightly and did not ask further questions. Even though he was known to be easy-talking among extraordinary powerhouses, if the two sides were not on the same level. Not to mention peer-to-peer communication.

Ancient dragons are born to see through lies and illusions, and lich-like undead have strange soul vision. Feedback from both aspects made Winlaer see something very wrong, at least he couldn't see through the little girl and the adult man in front of him. And the object that he can't see through has already shown that it is definitely an abnormal and dangerous existence.

The horses brought by the paladins charged the fastest, but they were all wiped out in an instant. After us, waiting for other adventurers and the northern trio to walk slowly, waiting for them When they arrived, only those paladins were left in place, but they probably couldn't tell what happened to them who fell down after seeing each other.

As for us who have already left the place...

"I really didn't expect that you would agree to enter my residence. After all, this is the Dragon's Nest."

The gap in the mountain range has been re-sealed, and Wen Laier walked ahead with an oil lamp, but the invited guests followed closely behind.

"Sorry, I forgot you don't have darkvision."

He snapped his fingers suddenly, all the magic oil lamps around were lit up, we were in a corridor full of murals, and the corridor had come to an end.

"Crack!"

The lampposts on the walls were lit up one by one. It was a huge hall with gorgeous decoration and beautiful scenery. The only shortcoming was probably the ceiling that many gargoyles were repairing. It seems that this is the place where the disaster occurred. , and seeing the "collections" around him, either it is the collection room of this dracolich, or it is his bedroom.

Sculptures, murals, oil paintings, and decoration styles are all full of elf style. Wood elves' small wooden crafts, it seems that this dracolich is really a pure elf idiot.

But the most outrageous, perhaps...

"Hey, Win Lair, are you Korean or Thai... Cough, does this look like an elf woman? Judging from your voice, it should be a male dragon, right?"

"I was a male dragon before I was alive. After death, gender is meaningless. The pursuit of beauty is the only pursuit in my life. I have devoted my whole life to the beauty of elves, and I have chosen the most beautiful elf template as a human being." The incarnation of form is a natural choice."

An ordinary elf is about the same height and size, but has a sexy curve comparable to a succubus, and her slender blond hair is made into court-style curls. That elf is also outstanding in its pure beauty and domineering figure, and it kills people when it smiles.

If it weren't for the strong voice of the soul that couldn't be faked, I really thought it was the miniature version of the golden elf queen.

"I...my mother is just like my mother! This smiling expression is exactly the same as her back then."

A somewhat familiar face evoked memories of Heloise, but then. It's nakedly uncomfortable, but at this time, the reality is that the enemy is strong and we are weak. But it's not convenient for her to find someone to trouble her.

"I'm tired."

She didn't even look at the elven artwork that she was still very interested in just now, and Heloise directly transformed into a cat body. He jumped onto my shoulder, closed his eyes and yawned, but this scene frightened Katerina, who had been pulling the corner of my clothes and following me tremblingly.

She also fed a dead cat before, but the dead cat had no interest in the leftovers from the bar. At this time, incredible things happened one after another, which already made her feel dizzy.

"Her Majesty Heloise? I have heard of her reputation back then. The most radiant golden moon in the Elven Empire, this avatar of mine refers to her portrait from that year, which was an adult version of the illusion. "

Well, the original reference was not Heloise's mother, but herself. Upon hearing this news, the dead cat's expression became a little complicated.

"Unfortunately, there is one of the most obvious mistakes. The golden elves are taller than the high-ranking elves, and the high-ranking elves are generally taller than ordinary elves. Yours should be enlarged by at least a third. It is the body shape that the golden elves should have .”

Before I could finish my words, this guy of unknown gender took out a notebook to record, and then looked at me with fanatical eyes, as if expecting my next words.

After a while, after calming down, Wen Lair seemed a little ashamed, so he coughed lightly.

"Hey, it's a pity. It's a pity that I didn't live ten thousand years ago. If I am lucky enough to witness the face of Her Highness Heloise, I am willing to exchange the treasures I have collected all my life."

But next. His eyes turned to the only mortal here.

"I don't know what kind of relationship this lady has with you. I have a strong sense of death here. It's not suitable for ordinary people... Sorry, I'm really rude."

She stopped right after speaking. There hasn't been normal air circulation for many years, and the breath of death is so strong that it can directly suffocate the living. Katerina has been following until now, which already shows that she has decided not to be an ordinary person.

"Dragonborn? Demonborn? Godborn?"

But I denied each other's conjectures one by one. In fact, Katerina hid it very deeply. If I hadn't read the "Strategy", I really wouldn't have guessed the truth of the matter.

"It's true that she's not a pure-bred human, but that doesn't matter."

I paused and looked at Katerina, but found that although her face was full of panic, she did not show any expression of surprise or disbelief. She seemed to have known that she was not a human being, but she was afraid that others would know the truth.

"Carol, you? Got it..."

I lowered my head and smiled at her frightened face, then I rubbed her hair twice.

"I said, I am an epic hero, why some people just don't believe my truth. Don't worry, I'm on your side."

The next moment, I said to Lewin.

"Actually, she doesn't care at all. What matters is her father, Old Barton, who is a character."

Yes, I stayed in this bar for half a year, not because of Katerina, but because of Katerina's adoptive father, the old Barton, the super fighter who was supposed to re-enter the legendary battlefield ten years later, the epic finale A strong dragonrider general, if he hadn't advanced too late and died of old age, he would be a potential hero who would be among the top ten in this holy war.

And after more than half a year of training, his real strength has far surpassed the same period in history, and the rough stone has become more and more gem-like. I am very optimistic about the future of that ugly bald guy.

And when I went to Wen Lair, I also asked some things, some answers that only he could give me.

"I was still wondering how Old Patton, a local idle mercenary, was recognized by the proud dragon clan and became a dragonrider general. The dragon blood from him is the rarest dragon descendant of the green dragon. Now it seems that It's very clear, he, Barton Anton, the descendant of the hero of the gun, is also your descendant?"

But my inquiry made Wen Lair stunned for a moment, and then, his face was full of surprise.

"She really gave birth to a child? She really loves me!"

Too much imagination allowed me to understand everything in an instant. At this moment, my three views were hit. Barton is a descendant of the three heroes, so the girl in this perverted dragon's mouth is naturally the legendary three heroes. Then, that The so-called legend of the three heroes killing the dragon must be far from reality.

"The relationship between the devil and the brave is nothing new. It seems understandable for the dragon slayer to give birth to the descendants of the dragon. Hmm. It's completely understandable, nothing."

"I, I can't understand! My ancestors were the heroes who defeated the dragon, nothing..."

But before she could finish speaking, she was hugged by Levier, and the power of the giant dragon swung the girl up like a swing, and the next moment, she returned to the embrace of the turbulent soft flesh.

"Your father is my descendant, so you are also my descendant? It's really pitiful, so thin, so many years, without the care of the elders, it must be very hard, you can call me grandpa, I will take good care of you in the future... ..."

But the next moment, he realized that something was wrong with the girl in his arms.

"Huh? You are not a dragonborn? You are not even a living thing? Metal skeleton, what kind of life is this?"

After hesitating for a moment, looking at Katerina's terrified face, I knew that it was time to face reality.

"Wenlaier, I don't know if you have heard of the sage civilization, and their taboo research that touches the realm of the gods..." (to be continued)

ps: Well, I have read all the messages, thank you for your understanding and support.....