The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

In the midst of a fog, the chaotic **** Danatis was hesitant. At the moment, he was still watching the enemy of his swearing on the battlefield, but in a blink of an eye, he was caught in the fog.

"Can I force my position if I don't notice it?"

Even after experiencing numerous battles and facing many powerful enemies in the plane, this strange scene still makes him very puzzled. Even if his face does not change at all, it is inevitable that there is some anxiety in his heart.

In the face of strong enemies with superior strength, it is a very common tactic to divide them and then annihilate them. Obviously, he is now split and placed.

"Oh!"

Danatis did not act. The giant sword was inserted on the floor and seemed to re-enter the state of closed eyes and contemplation. In fact, in his own unique fighting intuition, he observed the world that was once again distorted.

But what he waited for was not the reinforcements, but the more intense fog. He couldn’t see the five fingers, but I don’t know when it was, the fog was bright red and bloody.

"Asmo?"

In his thoughts, he continued his own aura of the spirits. In the past, he always kept calm and was able to give himself wise and decisive opinions at any time. He did not immediately respond to himself. On the contrary, he responded to him. A strange embarrassment that does not have much reason to exist.

"Ah... why can't you kill... die, die! Give me to die!"

Under the strange interference, other Yingling feedback to himself, but also a messy message, seems to have fallen into madness.

Within his perception, all subordinates lost their direction and position, and they were clearly aware of not far away, but they could never see it and could not get a response.

Danatis was a little surprised. Unlike the demons who summoned cannon fodder to serve as consumables, Danatis, known as the incarnation of war, can only afford the true brave. It is not so much that there is no weak in his temple, but rather the weak is already endless. It was consumed in the war.

And what he summoned to the battlefield is the elite of the best in the spirits. Among them, the strong ones are not even inferior to the gods.

After entering this plane, as the deceased, the falling spirits have been recognized by the rules of the plane, not only for the strengthening of death, but also the most primitive immortality as the opponent. After all, this is the country of the dead.

Is it stupid to strengthen your opponent? This is the rule that limits the object. Limiting the target, limiting the results, as long as all the qualifications are met, there should be no difference.

Unlike the rules of the outside world that can be manipulated, under the control of Roland, the law of the Hades is carrying a more "hard" burden. However, it has also brought in more "restrictive power" and "applicability."

"Since the rules have been set, how can it be trampled on at random. If the rules of the law can be replaced by the identity, status, and characteristics of the other party, what is the difference between the original churches of the gods and what is necessary?"

The opponent seems to be stupid and greatly strengthened his heroic warrior. Danatis did not have a trace of luck and relaxation, but instead raised the evaluation of Roland. Because he knows that the world is like the world of the soul that the man is craving, from entering the world. He perceives the distortion and madness of this world rule, and the ability to create such a world has proved his extreme paranoia and madness.

And in this world where the will can be turned into a real power, the most difficult to deal with is the paranoia and the madman. The extreme paranoia of the former will make the binding force and effectiveness of the world rules very outrageous, and the latter cannot estimate him. What kind of rules will be chosen.

But just responding is not a solution.

Finally, he chose to step forward, and when he just stepped into the first step, the whole world was instantly distorted.

"...this is...the battlefield!"

Yes, it is blood red, it is a boundless red wasteland, the earth is also reddish with blood, countless souls are killing each other on the field, including ghostly cavalry, butcher with a kitchen knife, and immortal Yingling, whether strong, glory, or conviction, is a member of ordinary soldiers here.

It was the craziest war. All the souls lost their senses. They were slashing each other with sharp edges. They used their claws to bite each other. They pulled their heads and intestines and threw them down. They only thought about shredding. The opponent in front of him has a flag that is cut with his master every moment, and the next moment, the same number of souls climbed up.

Here, the most powerful spirits and butchers are no different. The original clear eyes are all twisted madness and bloodthirsty will, and some powerful existences even squat down limbs, such as wild dogs, which bite each other regardless of It is a noble king, or a glory of the spirit, here is just a group of angry beasts driven by instinct.

"Asmo? Dipol? Cary?"

Danatis was hesitant, and saw a few familiar figures at a glance, but the master's call still did not receive a response. These resurrected souls have already died of the most basic reason.

At the end of the red mist, Roland, in a silver robe mask, stood in the red mist and seemed to be enjoying the scene.

"The war of justice? The jihad of crusade against the evil? For the war of survival space? Don't laugh. Since you like to kill with various reasons, then I will give you a reason to kill you here forever, just like you like most." The beast is average."

Turning his head, the holy robe is emitting the light of the clean law, and the sly sly is in the evil laughter, and the madness and distortion in his face make Danatis move.

"Welcome to Hell, here is the first prison, blood war purgatory, arbitrarily killer, war criminal, bloodthirsty madman, um, there are so-called heroes and heroes, as long as they participate in war and take the lives of others, regardless of the reason, no matter Excuses, regardless of identity, will fall into this prison."

When I saw Danatis, the malicious fullness of Roland suddenly stunned, just like a hospitable master.

"The great God of War, the place is simple, please forgive me, but I feel that hospitality as a war **** incarnation, this **** purgatory, is the most suitable reception place, do not know if you like it? Or. Do you not like the improvisation? Or are you planning to play in person?"

The silent incarnation of the war did not answer, and the epee with a murky black light, struggling to cross the space limit, is his answer as always.

But this time, the epee that was unstoppable here met his opponent. In the red mist, a behemoth blocked the epee.

When the red fog can no longer block the view, the behemoth in the fog shows his posture, that is, Danatis also took a breath.

That is a terrible behemoth. The shape is similar to that of the **** dog. The blood-red body is like a huge mountain range, and the huge tail ridge is burning like a volcano. A dog's head will bite the epee of God of War.

It seems that he is being dissatisfied by the limitations of his master. The three heads are constantly groaning, and the **** beasts are full of cruelty and arbitrarily killing joy. The limbs and tail are entwined with the magic flame of hell, giving the poisonous outflow. The sputum directly melts everything.

At this point, its other two heads are still biting and consuming the soul. That was trampled by it. It was once a noble spirit, even if it was bound by the owner. The avatar of anger still can't stop killing.

"Hey, I am a small body. It is not a combatant. It will be my little cute to treat you - Xiaobao and Beckham..."

"Best! War Dog Best!"

"Wang!"

There is endless anger in the roar of the giant dog, even if it is facing his own master. The furious dog who entered the fighting state could not stop his never-ending anger.

"Well, since you asked, Beckham."

"Best!"

"Well, Beckham! I know, don't stress."

"……whatever."

In the end, the magic dog also reluctantly gave up, but Danatis did not dare to look down on the other side. He naturally recognized the undead dog, but now, regardless of strength and power, it is not the same thing. .

"Furious, war, killing rules, at least, is it a powerful god? It turns out that it is its **** country..."

Danatis can perceive that the behemoth and the rules around him are incomparable, just as if it is his kingdom of God, the master of his world, and Danatis, naturally became a sacred country. Intruder.

Even Ayers is not willing to actively invade the other's kingdom, which represents endless trouble and huge loss.

For Danatis, if it was just a bit of troublesome opponent, now, I am afraid it is a dangerous enemy.

Looking at the more cautious abyss, God Roland smiled.

"Re-introduction, the Hell's Hell Seven Purgatory, the first hell, the prisoner of the purgatory, the prisoner of the killing, the sinister witch who represents the crime of anger and war..."

"Best!"

The roaring demon dog first shouted out his name, and he could no longer make an attack with his anger. Three heads spurted the flames, one spit the ice, one took the death breath and began to bite, even facing the chaos god. The wrath of the incarnation of the behemoth still chooses to take the initiative to provoke the battle.

The stench and the poisonous mist spread, and the flames of **** are enough to burn the soul. Even the gods, in the face of the charge of the angry dog, the air force trembles.

However, the opponents faced this time are not comparable to ordinary gods. The behemoths that are taller than God of War are still not close, and the glory of the epee has directly torn the space.

The trajectory of the epee is broken, the thin line of the flash is constantly cutting the space, and the void after the space crack is looming, but in the next moment, the entire space barrier is repaired again.

"Even if it is a powerful god, how is it? There are countless souls under my sword."

The epee fell, the space was torn, and the body of the behemoth fell violently. When it fell out of the big pit, it also crushed countless souls that were being killed.

"Hah, it’s really an invincible abyss, but you'd better not be too small to see my family..."

"It's Best!"

The demon dog that had already been corpse was screaming, and the next time, the re-raised dog was taller, and the strength contained in the body increased by nearly one-tenth.

The furious war dog is twitching, and the muscles that are already outrageous are two points thicker, and the **** of the limbs is even more blazing.

Anger will make the dog stronger, and the deceased can't die in the Hades. This rule is as effective as the **** of the Hades. In the Hades, how the Lord of the Dead, the Lord of the Dead, will die again.

If there is no way to deal with it, Best will become more and more angry in anger. The deep abyss of the physical attack, Danatis, seems to have encountered the most difficult opponent in this world.

The next moment, the war dog was once again launched a shock, this time, although a huge circle, but the action is more agile.

The demon dog who just died is not hesitant to continue to provoke the battle, and this time, the result may still be no different, but ten times, hundreds of times? Perhaps the **** of war in the abyss also reached a fallen day.

"Abyss God of War? Hey! Peel off the reputation of being replaced by killing, isn't it the same butcher and evil dog like me? Come on, let us kill each other." (To be continued. (.))

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