The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

It is a story of lack of goodness. Few people know how Esso, who stands at the top of the world, has embarked on this rough road.

Just as not many people know that after the ancient troll empire, before the glory of the elves, there was a millennium of time, belonging to a country that has died in history - the Republic of Tucker.

Republic? Yes, it is a country of fugitive slaves, a farmer who has lost cultivated land, a craftsman who has nothing left, and a country with no history and a ruling class.

And he is not recorded in the history of the cause, perhaps, that is, he is a country belonging to the undead and magic.

The slave has no surname. This name was obtained after he obtained his freedom. Among them, Milanton is the surname of the pastor who saved him, and f, which is the special mark of the republic, represents the "slave of freedom."

Yes, the mighty Emperor Esso, who was once a despicable slave.

"I was born to serve the troll master. When I grow up big enough, when I become a ration, my life is valuable."

In the face of troll races with personal strength, ethnic talent, and cultural level above themselves, human beings have become the cattle and sheep that are supported. When the inheritance and culture are cut off, as long as three or four generations, the intelligent creatures will retreat to the most primitive ones. time.

Even after thousands of years, many trolls still have abominable cannibalism, and the relationship between the ogre and the troll is not necessary.

Slave, servant, object, spare ration, this is the life of Esso, from childhood. Esso was instilled with such a concept. He also used this as his own existence value. until one day…….

"Don't eat my mother! Damn monster!"

When the troll lord intends to turn his mother into a meat stuff, perhaps the silky rebellious spirit in the bones remains, perhaps the most basic mother instinct of the creature, even if reason and "common sense" tell him that "human beings are eaten." "This is a matter of course. Being eaten is the fate of the entire human race. He is still instinctive."

He picked up the meat cleaver, cut off the head of Master Walker with a knife, and sprinkled the fire on him. Ignite, turned it into a burning torch, completely eliminating his ability to regenerate.

In an era when an adult troll can kill ten adults at will, this is a heroic feat, but it is not the gratitude of the loved ones and the reverence of the same.

"Why are you doing this! Why do you kill Master Walker! What do you want us to do? We will be killed without fattening, no, no feed, we will starve!"

If you attack the owner who is abusing the pet, you can't get the first bite. Instead, these pets are thus rescued themselves, years of enslavement education. Let these brains have a blank human and pet.

As a result, Esso, who saved his mother, was turned away from his own people and was tied to the meat board, ready to serve as a sacrifice for the troll master.

but……

"All kill, hang on the square and do the feed!"

Even if the murderer has already been in a hurry, how can the slaves who kill the slave owners be forgiven, or if this trend spreads, the foundations of the entire society will be shaken.

The vicious slave owner, even before the execution, deliberately let Esso and his own tribe in the same room, but also maliciously revealed the news that everyone will die because of him, so the next day Esso was first taken over. When he was on the gallows, he suffered more than a hundred wounds and lost one eye and one foot.

The slave owner not only encountered resistance? How can they rebel against the cattle and sheep pigs, they will only shed tears on the butcher knife, and then send it to the neck.

Esso’s family did not protect him? The man who captured his right eye was the mother he had desperately defended. The father who broke his right hand to resist was his father, and his feet were the last meal by the hungry people.

When human beings don’t take themselves as human beings, they can sigh, but unfortunately, ridiculous, hateful, pitiful...

Before Esso was finally hanged on the rope, he looked at his numbness with his own eyes and eyes, but he had no trace of resentment and fear of death to his family. The only thought was:

"What a pity........"

And when the noose keeps tightening, Esso still does not face the fear of death, but there are more than a few sympathetic and pitiful objects.

"It is not only you who are poor, but I am also very poor. No, it should be said that human beings are poor."

Before losing the final consciousness, the goal is a black flag fluttering not far away. It is a quirky banner with a sickle and a torch, but under the banner, it is a group of black people dressed strangely.

"Child, it's okay."

When he woke up, he discovered that he was saved by a group of strangers. They called themselves "black will" and they were a strange group of guys.

They told Esso that human beings were not born to become troll food. They told Esso that everyone has a responsibility for their own struggle for survival. They told Esso that the ogre and the troll are not invincible. They told Esso that not everyone has the courage to fight, they are coming for him!

The black robes give young Esso a choice, or they will continue to stay with their own people, they will find a relatively safe valley life, and another option is to join them.

Finally, I looked at the family mixed with fear and sorrow. How could the natural wolf and tiger be in the same room as the cow and the sheep? Esso chose the latter without hesitation.

"Idiot! We are just!"

After the black will, I used to use this sentence to deal with the numbness of the same family. This seemingly angry roar with hope, I hope that the people will eventually wake up.

But in many cases, what you get is a daunting return. If you pull it together, it will be a disaster for both sides.

After experiencing countless betrayals, they still choose to slogan this slogan, but only the ones who are willing to stand up are companions. otherwise. It is better to continue to be a cow and a sheep.

And then. It was a **** battle for hundreds of years. The slaves did not have the will to fight, no matter how strong they were, they were still waiting for the slaughtered cattle and sheep.

Even after awakening to the tiger leopard, they still have not become a resource for the strong, and there is no weapon for struggle. The situation is very difficult.

Their opponents are the winners of jihad. The trolls, the curses, the magic that have been passed down across the continent are at the top of the world, and the "black will" has only its own soul and flesh and blood. Of course, there is still a need to change everything. The obsession of all this.

But in the Aihi plane where the soul is the source of power, it is enough to have soul, flesh and blood, and obsession.

Yes, they don't have access to precious magical knowledge and magical materials to become a mage. There are no hunting techniques inherited from the times, and hunters and rangers are impossible. It is very difficult to eat and sleep well. It is difficult to become a good warrior in a poor or even malnourished body. The true **** of the troll is the main **** at that time. Don’t even think about the priest and the holy warrior who received the grace, but there is a profession, but only It takes enough soul and flesh and blood.

Yes, that is the necromancer, the villain who plays with the soul and flesh and blood. Not many people know that it used to be a profession that represents the hope of the entire human race.

Perhaps it is the whims of the demons, perhaps the private means of a certain **** of death, part of the knowledge of the undead magic from the ancient devil fell into the hands of the black will, and quickly spread all the rebels, the black will of the black will So, they came, they were just serfs with sickles and torches.

Esso is the same. When he became a black warrior who practiced the undead magic, he was only twelve years old........

And the elves of the Alliance, from those who hate long ears in exchange for precious magic knowledge, split the trolls of the country, provoke the trolls of the civil war and division, use the evil blood sacrifice to please the non-troll system true god, the birth of the first dark warriors, Forming an alliance with the dragon and becoming a dragon knight, he walked step by step.

When the epic legend was unfolded, after numerous wars, the companions of that year had all been turned into bones, and the companions fell one by one. The dark flag finally fell on the shoulder of one of him.

The third governor of the Republic of Tucker, served for 172 years, yes, when the long ethnic war finally ended, the savage teenager has turned into the undead king of the lich.

The Republic is proud of the practice of undead magic. The boundaries between life and death have long been broken. The undead magic even extends to civilian technology. In their most powerful period, they even have three-digit semi-god-level undead, and they have the power to challenge the gods. But thousands should not be, they should not study the perfect undead conversion technology.

When all the living beings can easily be transformed into the dead to obtain endless life, when the nationals of the entire United States only add to it, the reincarnation has apparently been broken, which has clearly set foot on the taboos of the gods.

Then the disaster came, and the original magical mentor and allies of the genius suddenly attacked their country, and the curse directly turned it into a huge gorge, that is, the spectacle of the name of the betrayal that had been forgotten. ".

The republic without the sanctuary became a public enemy of all races overnight, all the cities were under siege, the dark warriors lost their gods, the dragons suddenly surprised the whole family to leave, only the necromancers could still fight (death knight It was not born. The heads of the United States are not inferior to the elves, and they are not without the power of a war.

But this time, they met natural enemies, and the elves and sages had new discoveries. A special golden energy and ringtones can make the undead directly to silence. Yes, that is the prototype of the Holy Light.

But fortunately, no, perhaps it should be said that unfortunately, an undead sergeant discovered the way to open the door of the plane, and also successfully linked the plane with negative energy, that is, the earliest discovered Death planes.

In the face of irresistible enemies, the last bone blood of the Republic fled into the dead plane, facing the high concentration of negative energy that the living beings could not survive. The perfect undead transformation technique once again played a role. All the living people chose the incarnation of the deceased. .

The betrayal of the elves, the dominance of the dragons, the conspiracy of the gods, the undead magic that once represented glory and freedom, played the source of the sacred light of the disgraceful character. When these factors are gathered, this history is not forgotten. Understood.

Missing the homeland? Hate the betrayers? A tribute to the tribe? Or simply unwilling to be forgotten, not reconciled to the Republic lost in history, so Esso did not hesitate to transform himself into a bridge of ethnicity, but gave this experience and memory to the younger generation, As the last trace of your existence, perhaps, let the younger generation know the country and justice that has been forgotten.

The endless empty door is opened, the tides of the undead influx, the six planes of the undead are different from form to race, but they come from a place, the Tucker Republic that has been forgotten for thousands of years.

Today, these forgotten people are back. They hold their own torches and sickle flags and shout out but they are still the deafening roar.

"Idiot, we are just!" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

Ps: There is still one more today, but it will probably be late.