The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

In the snowy tundra, under the snowflakes all over the sky, the two brothers looked at each other as always, but the familiar cold air could not cool down the boiling emotions.

The shadow of the sword and the light of the knife seem to be cutting time.

Inexplicably, flesh and blood are flying, but consciousness is trapped in memories.

Unknowingly, at the moment when the four magic swords are ready, I seem to have taken another step forward.

If in the previous duel with Sophokri, I relied on my restraint characteristic ability to contend with the main god, maybe now, in the eyes of the world, I have also reached the standard of the main god.

guilty.

Dharma Sword. Revenge, the phantom of the Sleepless Floats in mid-air, and every time the hammer falls, not only snowflakes and fragments fly down, but also our souls.

Perhaps, the ability of this magic sword to injure Cavens to such an extent is the most direct proof.

Over time, this sword is liquidating our sins and attacking at the soul level according to the degree of sin.

At this stage, Cavens' sin was much heavier than mine, so each time he was hurt more severely.

But every trial, the magic power in my body is greatly exhausted. This inexplicable feeling of exhaustion makes people sick. After all, I am still using this sword.

Heh, judging yourself with your own sword is simply suicide, but I'm afraid no matter what method we use to fight, we will eventually develop to this point...

In order to maintain the characteristics of the two magic swords of Beidi and Vengeance at the same time, I have spent a lot of magic power. Even though the magic recovery ability of the mature Arbiter bloodline is outrageous, the frontal battle is still at a disadvantage.

Cavens' black magic sword exploded violently, and the fast sword, which could not be locked by the naked eye, slashed across my cheek...... But in the end, it missed for a moment, but missed the fatal part.

Heh, cut it here.

I pointed to the fragile neck, but Cavens didn't respond to my ridicule.

Yes, it's not that he can't bear it, it's just that he doesn't dare to chop.

At this time, there was a wound on my right shoulder that went all the way to my chest, and almost went straight through my heart.

And the same part of Cavens,

The exact same wound, from the right shoulder to the chest, where the heart stopped, was in burning pain.

Revenge, blood for blood, wound for wound.

This is the second function of Dharma Sword Revenge. The principle is actually exactly the same as the first function. It is also to liquidate criminals according to the degree of sin. However, its liquidation is instant.

When this magic sword is activated, within the scope of its ability, under the watchful eyes of the judge, the sleepless, all harmful actions will be directly engraved on the assailant.

Cut off the opponent's head, your head will fall off, cut off the opponent's arm, your arm will fall off, this is a magic sword that cannot be won, but it is also a magic sword that can never be lost .

Yes, from the very beginning, I never thought that I could beat Cavens in close combat. What I expected was not to lose.

It's so strong and unreasonable...

Even though I have been mentally prepared for a long time, Cavens's swordsmanship aptitude is higher than mine, his magic aptitude is higher than mine, and his combat experience is higher than mine. I should not be able to fight hand-to-hand combat. People are very angry.

Speed, strength, and skill were all suppressed, each sword was instantly seen through, and then countered.

No matter what kind of traps you set up, the following blows like a powerful and unconstrained style will definitely shatter all the battle layout and thinking, and finally become a melee relying on instinct, and then dragged into a disadvantage by the opponent's rich experience in indiscriminate combat.

Both sides did not use the profound art of swordsmanship and the great magic of long chanting, because at this distance, in this chaotic snowstorm battlefield, the seemingly simple flat slash was the best choice for the two sword masters.

The snowflakes kept fluttering, the big black sword and lightsaber kept colliding, and the flesh and blood flew across the snow, dyed a new bright red, and everything fell into a cycle of repetition.

Slashing, stabbing, dodging, counterattacking, exchanging injuries for injuries, and then being attached to the same pain.

The childhood swordsmanship sparring was staged again. Although both sides had killing intent this time, judging from the result, there was no difference. I was still at a disadvantage.

What was even more terrible was that Cavens was still getting stronger.

Yes, although the injuries are getting worse and worse, regardless of strength, speed, skill, and accuracy, they are all slowly and steadily increasing. The same skill will be invalid if used once, and the effective ultimate move will be forcibly broken next time. This seemingly ordinary combat talent, which is actually cheating, is as shameless as ever.

That instinctive fighting intuition is really a headache.

Facing the weird anti-injury ability, most people will hesitate, even considering whether they will win if they continue like this, and it is possible to stop directly.

Then, it will give me enough time to recharge the Dawn Sword, and swing the deadly (together) blow.

But Cavens, at the moment when he discovered the anti-injury, the moment I started to charge up, he did not hesitate to exchange the injury for the injury, preventing me from charging up.

What's even more troublesome, I can feel that the damage dealt to it by Dharma Sword Revenge has begun to discount, and he has faintly become resistant to the power of the law.

Ha, I'm used to it, Roland, do you have any other trump cards?

Blocking the suddenly falling ice pick casually, Cavens laughed and deserved a beating.

I know better than anyone that the power of the law is not omnipotent, it is just a subordinate concept of the power of order, it is an existence at the same level as the Holy Light, it is just a new supernatural power in this world, and has no essence to magic The difference between them will be resisted and eliminated, but it is really frustrating to see Cavens adapt to the trump card so quickly.

Heh, who dares to say big words, okay, I stand still, do you dare to cut my neck?

Even if he is resistant to the first liquidation ability of the magic sword, the second ability to instantly reflect damage still makes this battle destined to become a fatigue battle.

We all know that it is impossible to kill the opponent directly. He has been guarding against my left hand without a sword. The four-element seal is still the trump card to end this battle.

And his sword edge mostly chose my ankle rings, arms and other limbs. It seems that eliminating my ability to move and fight seems to be the way he chose to win.

Suddenly, Cavens fell silent, and he directly stuck his sword into the snow.

...It's really boring, Roland. It seems that you didn't intend to win me from the beginning. No, you never thought about the possibility of killing me from the beginning.

I wanted to refute, but looking at the familiar pair of indifferent pupils, I didn't say anything in the end.

Yes, the power of the law turned into a double-edged sword of revenge may seem amazingly powerful, but it actually plays a restrictive role.

Restricting the fighting between the two sides, restricting the melee combat between the two sides, and delaying the time for the two sides to decide the outcome, but it did not improve our chances of winning.

Those who are really eager to win will invest resources in enhancing their advantages and trying to crush their opponents, but I, from the beginning, have considered not losing and how to die together.

There is nothing wrong with this strategy. Under normal circumstances, Cavens should be stronger than me. There is nothing wrong with the weak giving priority to not losing.

Add to that the special connectedness of our souls, and it makes perfect sense to consider not losing.

The current scene made Cavens dissatisfied? He thinks I'm perfunctory?

I killed you seriously, but you are perfunctory. What do you mean?

Maybe that's what he meant.

Suddenly, Cavens laughed, very badly.

It seems that I still need to give you some motivation... Roland, do you think that since there are two doors, there is no third door? Do you think killing my magic fetus and mother can stop me? Have you forgotten, the main plane... and the blood that we both know!

What?

At that moment, I thought a lot, but then, Cavens, who was laughing and wielding his sword, that magic sword exuding a dangerous smell, blocked all words.

Even if I comfort myself and tell myself that there are my allies on the main plane, neither Hades nor the Holy Light side will watch all this worsen. shake.

In the next second, I also made up my mind that the accumulated ice and snow are enough, and the ace that is enough to win must end this battle as soon as possible.

Taking a deep breath, the Ice and Snow Demon Sword was inserted into the snow, and the snow began to boil.

Let's go. Zero's March. (To be continued.)