The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Under the clear sunshine, there are endless flower fields, but unlike the results of natural cultivation, there are many kinds of flowers here, and there are too many varieties to count, but the most flowers are the flowers of the genus Thorn.

Vibrant red roses, elegant white lilies, mysterious purple tulips, flowers of various shapes and different flowering periods bloom at the same time unreasonably.

Hundreds of flower fragrances are mixed together, but they don't mutate and become dirty. Instead, they have a mutual benefit effect like a cocktail. Just standing on the edge of the flower field, you can feel the baptism of the flower fragrance, and your spirit will become more refreshed.

Under the blazing sun, a green-haired figure in a straw hat is busy. She carefully waters the flowers, trims the branches, and chats with them from time to time. Those flowers and leaves are trembling in the wind, as if they are using Respond to dealing with love in your own way.

The sound of the wind blowing through the flowers, the rustling sound of the treetops singing back and forth, just like a chorus of thanks,

The farm gardener saw me coming, put down the kettle, and waved to me happily.

The mischievous wind blew by, the peasant girl flew into the sky with her straw hat fluttering, her silky green long hair fluttered with the wind, and her gentle smile brought the joy of working, this scene, that time stood still.

"...There seems to be something wrong with this style of painting. Shouldn't Amyla plant piranhas and curse mandala in the weird botanical garden? Is it the wrong crew to be so refreshing?"

"What's wrong is your head. It's rare to see the other side of your mother. Don't you know what to say?"

Behind me, little Rosa pushed her head against my back suddenly, as if she felt sorry for Amyla, but because she was a little short of height, if she didn't put her feet on her feet to "jump up and hit you in the face", I'm afraid it would be the worst. position would be embarrassing.

"Ladies can't kick someone's ass with a high heel...You guy still kicks."

Hugging the little Rosa who started to kick, and fiddled with the little guy's head with both hands, it's hard for anyone to be really angry with such a cute little guy.

And not far away, Amyra has already passed by. She was also holding a flower basket in her hand, which seemed to have some fresh fruits and vegetables.

This scene was completely different from what I had expected.

Isn't she hurt? Wasn't he attacked by that little bastard Cavens? How does it look like a vacationer who just came back from enjoying the farmhouse.

"You're here, don't listen to the seriousness of the little guys. I just died once."

Died once? only? I was quite calm at first, but when I heard this, I was really not calm.

As the royal garden of Dreamland Forest, the area of ​​this flower field is really not small. At least I never thought that I could see villas and swimming pools in the flower field. Looking at the traces of the decoration of the wooden bungalow, it has a history of at least seven or eight years... There is actually a kindergarten with various toys and entertainment facilities. If it wasn't for Amyla's hidden interest, it would be...

"...Look at it, this is for the newborn little girl. Rosa doesn't need swings and slides. Rosa hates sand pits the most. Every time she gets her clothes dirty."

Well, Rosa, you should learn more from your sister, isn't that self-explanatory? It seems that this place is also a nursery for the little ones, perhaps, it can also be said to be the home of Amyra and Seven Virtues.

"Imperial palaces? That's for outsiders to see. To entertain Dad, we will naturally use our home."

Little Rosa saw my doubts and explained to me triumphantly.

That's right, this is Amyra as expected.

"Other little guys? Don't tell me that I'm busy. Except for your eldest sister Samantha, the other little girls don't have fixed duties."

The social deconstruction of wood spirits is absolutely incomprehensible to outsiders. Among the seven virtues, the first three were born before my "blessing", which is relatively normal, especially the "temperance" Samantha, who is self-disciplined and diligent, which makes people look down on it.

And the four virtues were born later. Probably got too many blessings from me, a little selfish... Well, I admit that they are a little too individual, but at least, they are all good children... Well,

I lied. The standard of good kids is harder to live up to, but at least, at least they are all cute!

Well, that's right, cuteness is justice, a cute child bears a little pain, and an uncute child bears up and binds a rocket.

What? Are there any children who are not bears? This, a cute little guy, if it is not a bear, it seems to be boring.

Wood spirits are very cute and correct. If I really see that child is well-behaved, I will try my best to make them happy. For example, I recently purchased a potion that corrodes fiber materials from Olivia, and the effect is really amazing. Yes, but it's a pity that they are all airports, so there is nothing to see.

However, probably because I am in a good mood recently and have more opportunities to joke around, these little girls have become more and more vigilant, except for this stupid girl, the other seven virtues have not appeared in front of me very much.

And Samantha, the current patriarch of the wood spirit who often appears in front of me, is too serious, and always preaches to me, even if I want to scratch it, I find it boring.

I loosened the braid that the little girl had just braided again, and teased her to beat me with her small fist on her feet, and then I looked down happily, seeing the little girl getting more and more sad, I laughed out loud .

"If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals, and if people are not high, it is enough to be taller than you. It is indeed the most wise choice to grow taller by eating the fruit of the dusk."

Then Rosa burst into tears, and kept waving her little hands to beat me hard, but I laughed more and more happily, thinking it was just a massage.

"...It really looks like a child who can't grow up."

Amyla on the side made fruit dishes and brought them up.

They are all fresh fruits, which look very ordinary, such as apples, oranges, bananas... and Heloise's favorite eggplant.

Speaking of Heloise, it's strange that after walking into this flower field, I can't find her clone everywhere, and there are so many professional complaints around, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"My mother's avatar has been killed by the woman in front of you! Ahhh, it's a piranha again, can you change some tricks, will this avatar be consumed too... Amyla! The new trick is not to let you change tentacles Let go of my old lady, you are not Beifeng, why are you interested in cats..."

Well, that's it, thanks for the professional spitting that provided us with joy, and at the same time, a second of silence for her sacrificed clone No. 107. Next, let's focus on the current focus.

"...Cavens, how did you find you? Aren't you on the human side?"

As a high-level human coalition force, she has the dual identities of the Bayer royal family and the truth mage at the same time. At the same time, it is also the lubricant of the kingdom of mages and Bayer, and its importance to the coalition is self-evident.

Even if I slip away, she shouldn't be able to get away. At this time, Amyla should be working hard on the northern front. Why did she appear in front of me, and what did she mean by "died once"?

Hearing this, Amyla showed a wry smile...

"This time, I really died once..."

In Amyra's narration, I almost knew what happened.

The event happened very close. Just after eight o'clock this morning, Amyra was attacked by Cavens.

The Abyss Prince's method was very direct, as a fireball fell from the sky, it directly flattened the surrounding barracks, and then created a large pit with a radius of 50 meters.

Then Amyra fought him, and Amyla lost, but Cavens didn't please him either.

While listening, I clicked my tongue slightly. This story sounds plain, but there is really a lot of information in it.

Unexpected and reasonable. That is, Amyra has indeed reached the level of wrestling with the main god. In a sense, the power of nature still has natural enemies. What it fears is the power of chaos that distorts nature and rules. Druids and nature priests hate it the most. The opponents are demon warlocks and cultists.

And the guys in the natural camp like to open the domain with the name and change the terrain like the world when they are happy, while the big devil has its own abyss domain, which is just used to distort the surrounding nature and completely restrain it.

You summon plants, and he causes them to rot and die. You summon animal companions, and he turns animal demons into monster thugs, you use natural spells to summon natural disaster attacks, but the great demon can use his will to distort nature.

but. Considering that the natural camp used to be the pillar of order in this plane, the power of chaos has always been the core of the chaotic camp. The result of the confrontation between the two sides is that the natural camp is getting weaker and weaker, and the current restraint is also understandable.

Amyla's ability restrains me, my ability restrains Cavens, and Cavens' ability restrains Amyla... such a chaotic relationship is troublesome to say. In fact, it is the mutual restraint between the camps, which has become the common sense of the world.

Such restraint can create advantages across several levels.

If Emila is really like what she said, although she lost the battle and her abilities were restrained, but she vaguely caused Cavens a big loss, then it can only explain one fact.

"Amyra, are you already stronger than Cavens?"

Emily smiled and shook her head.

"Compared with the old main gods, there is still a gap. When I found it difficult to win or lose, I just detonated that **, and then came back here."

Along with the words, there is a slight whisper of the entire forest, every tree, flower, shrub, and vine is making a sound with a rhythm. At this moment, I am sure of the guess that the entire forest is Amyra, a dream The forest is immortal, the wood spirit is immortal, and Amyra is immortal.

Looking at the woman in front of me, even I, who is not very competitive, feel a little complicated.

Others have outstanding talents, practice hard for hundreds of years, and then slay demons and demons or slay gods and snipe saints all the way, and finally ascend to the throne of gods, isn't it just to live longer and be stronger.

As for the kind of immortality obtained by ascending to the god position, what you gain is as much as what you lose. Amyra has never had the ambition to ascend to the god position. As far as I know, she has not even pursued power, but she has obtained real immortality and eternity .

Even in terms of divinity, she is on the same level as the Goddess of Creation. This is definitely not a realm that can be achieved through hard work and talent. I can't even tell the way to reach this point. If I insist on finding a reason:

luck? Or to change it to a nicer word, fate?

Different from the gods of order who are stuck by the priesthood and the throne, Emira's immortality is absolute freedom and unlimited evolution, or the immortality that brings her family to form her own god system. The most important thing is to obtain this kind of immortality, 99 % relies on the luck of one in a million. If this matter gets out, I am afraid that many gods will go crazy because of jealousy.

"Actually, if you want this kind of immortality, I can share it with you."

The green-haired girl smiled and said, at this moment, I am sure that this woman can definitely read minds.

Although the tone is joking, I know that Amyra is serious. If I nod, as long as I bind my soul to this land, with my accumulation, I can naturally become the primitive god of this forest and get immortal.

"...Although I am very envious, there are some things I have to do, so I can only apologize."

"Lie, even if you have nothing to do, you will refuse. I'm really sorry, I can't give you the life you want. You like a life like a wild dog. Continue wandering around the world."

Amyra pouted, but smiled at the corners of her eyes, obviously pretending to be angry.

Facing the more and more "complete" and "immortal" Amyra, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I could only tell the truth.

"You know it all, and you still invite me to do something, it's really dishonest."

"Humph, I am full of sincerity. Some things have to be done before I give up. Say I am not sincere? Who promised to come back to see the children often, but there is no news for so many years, let these children spend more than 90% of their lives. Without a father, he pulls me every day and asks 'Where did Dad go?'”

Amyla actually learned to fake cry, and Rosa cooperated very well with a tearful expression. Now, I really can't bear it.

Compared to the strong seniors of the past, such seniors are a hundred times more difficult to deal with...

So I simply took out a white handkerchief, flicked it quickly, and waved the white flag to surrender.

"Let's talk about business, what is the strength of Cavens?"

Yes, the purpose of my coming is to inquire about Cavens' real strength, not because of the so-called daughter of the abyss.

Now that Cavens attacked Amyra, it has been proved that Amyra is the Daughter of the Abyss, and after I have thoroughly clarified what the Daughter of the Abyss is from the system and Ayer, I am no longer interested in asking about the Daughter of the Abyss .

Even if she is the daughter of the abyss, Emira is still Emira, Eliza is still Eliza, and will not become another person because of the origin of her soul.

And it is confirmed that Amyra has achieved the personality of the creator through this forest, and it is impossible for other daughters of the abyss or even the main god to return her to her original origin, so I guess Cavens didn't give up because he couldn't beat it, but found that he continued to fight It was meaningless, so I simply gave up.

Therefore, for me, it is meaningless to ask the daughter of the abyss, but Cavens...

"That cunning kid never made a serious move in front of me, and there is no eyewitness information. I don't even know what his 'concept' and 'epic weapon' are!" (To be continued.)

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