The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

After a night of hard work, the elves were finally able to reach the dawn, but the devils were not undead creatures. They were not afraid of the sun. On the contrary, the sun was warmer and more comfortable than the abyss, but they felt instinctively and impulsively. ¤

And because both demons and elves have night vision capabilities, there is no difference between darkness and daylight for both sides.

At dawn, the war of the moon capital is getting more and more fierce. The defenders of the night battle must retreat to rest, eat, sleep, and high fatigue also represents high war damage, but the devil...has been a one-time cannon fodder, activated from At that moment, life has entered a countdown, and the number is almost endless. What is worth cherishing.

The supplies of the elves need logistical food. The low-grade cannon fodder on the devil's side has lost its sense of reason. There is no concept of hunger. Even if it is hungry, the instinctive eating of the banyan tree will do. The high-end demons are thirsty, hungry, casual. Just find a similar or opponent and put it in your mouth and chew it.

“Crisp, chicken flavor.”

And the demon's abyss army fights the war? Let the group of muscles grow in the head of the bastard, know what is consumed, before any destruction, any objective conditions can not be their obstacles.

After the long night passed, the forest group outside the moonlight has turned into a corrupt wasteland. The gorgeous and sturdy peripheral walls are full of defects. The **** smell and sulphur smell in the air make people want to vomit, close to the city wall. The ground on the area has been all red, and the **** smell is suffocating. It is the last remnant of the demon war slaves who have gone to the end.

The elves' losses were also very heavy. The tree people ate a big loss. The silver elf knights, one of the trump cards, suffered a loss. After the abyss and slaves went to the wall. The ordinary defenders and their fights are even more fierce. Not being swallowed by a piston. It was pulled into **** by self-destruction.

Since melee is not beaten, is it better to consume it remotely? The elves really think so, and they do the same, but the effect is very poor.

The elf's melee fighters are agile. When the meat shields are probably only third-rate, they have always been proud of their own Ranger Wars. Few races have retained the established Ranger Wars.

Agile, lightweight body with a simple natural magic. Not only do they give themselves gains but they can also recruit animal partners. The sharp arrows that suddenly came from where they came from are the nightmare of the invaders in the field of the Rangers. They are simply unfavorable in the jungle war and guerrilla warfare.

But this time, the Elf Rangers are proud of their skills and encounter the most unsolved opponents.

Sharp sharp arrows are really deadly to humanoids. Just piercing the wounds can take a life, but for the giants, the giant sword is just a toothpick. For the devil with thick skin, if you can't find the key to the devil. The elf's sharp arrow is just an uncomfortable hedgehog.

The key to the devil? This is the highest secret of the demons. The evolution path of each demon is different, the body structure is different, the key parts are naturally different, some have three hearts and two brains, and only one is the most important, all others. Can regenerate, you attack that one has no meaning, and some simply put the important organs in the lower limbs, the head and the body are just furnishings, the soles of the feet are the key.

An agile warrior with a critical attack as the core of the battle, probably the most undesired opponent, is this kind of almost innocent creature, such as non-physical creatures such as elements, demons, and undead creatures. In this case, they It is often not as good as a strong bull.

However, these monsters have lost their pain and consciousness. The blockiness is too large, causing ordinary interspersed injuries to have no effect. There is no brain violent state, so that even if their heads are shot through, there is no concept of fear. Under the accumulation of multiple factors, even Shooting them into arrows is impossible to stop their steps.

In the past, in this case, the enchanted moonlight arrows and explosion arrows can play a big role, but these enchantments and alchemy arrows are extremely expensive strategic resources, and it is a waste to use on ordinary demons.

In the end, the elves' proud Rangers squadrons fell into battlefield spectators, and even to avoid wasting precious arrows, Rangers General began to ban them from throwing arrows.

The melee loss was too heavy, the long-range shooter was too low, and ultimately, the Moon Elfs used their Master support.

One night, just one night, the elves were forced to use the spellcaster and the inventory magic pool. One fireball exploded outside the city wall, and the blizzard washed the demons on the wall. One night's hard battle cost all the mage towers. More than 20% of the magic reserve!

This is not the elf has fallen into a desperate situation, just that their conventional combat power is too bad for the demon cannon fodder, the massive first wave of magic, it is forced into the most headache-consuming war of attrition.

Today, between the outer wall and the second wall, it is already a tragic and tragic scene.

The wounded soldiers were lifted from the wall by the stretcher. It is a lucky one to have a broken hand. The healer is trying to rescue him from the death line. Bloody smell, sweaty smell and sulfur smell are mixed in everything. People are vomiting, but this time, it is the most embarrassing elf in the past, and there is no room for disappointment.

Moon Elf Queen Aifina looked at everything in front of her eyes. All her eyes were sad and mournful. The ministers around her remained silent.

No one thought that just one night, the outer wall was almost lost. When designing the moon capital, the imaginary enemy considered was the super-imperial encirclement of human beings, and they also had to wait for enough time to wait for the rescue of the elves. The magic tide is vulnerable.

The thunder defensive array on the wall... the energy is exhausted.

The magical vines that have been cultivated for a hundred years will kill all the invaders.... eaten by the devil.

The powerful Master Tower and the remote support of the game team........ Excessive consumption, must stop.

The old war tree planted along the wall... The demon side said that it is good for the stomach to be eaten by chance.

The mage master's blessing of the city wall... The repair is not ruined quickly, and the magical exhaustion has been dragged out of the soil mage has more than one or two.

The Air Force Support of the Horned Beast, the Giant Eagle, and the Pegasus Knight... In the face of the endless cannon ash array, there is no difference between it and the ground force. Occasionally, it will be slain by the sudden agitation of the abyss.

There are limits to the finest defensive arrays and institutions. The demons don’t need to find ways to crack. A sufficient amount of cannon fodder can flatten everything. This generation of elves also finally know why their ancestors would say that the first wave of magic is simply impossible to resist.

Separate violent abyss and war slaves are not weak, even if they lose their senses, they gain more strength, but such warriors are flawed, giving enough time and space for a silver-level warrior to No injury wins, and when the amount accumulates to near infinity. When these "crazy warriors" appear on the battlefield where they can only enter and retreat, they naturally become flesh-and-blood harvesters.....

"The city is broken, it seems to be only a matter of time..."

There are people who have such doubts, but no one dares to say anything. It seems that the elves do not care what the trump card is, and the opponent can solve the problem by directly pushing the cannon.

"Reinforcement, when will it come..."

Aifina’s whispered whisper, but no one dared to answer her, because all the reinforcements of the elves were here, the only “reinforcement” outside. Identity is a bit special.

In the end, the great knight (general) of the most special silver elf had a hard-headed scalp.

"Your Majesty. The most recent contact, said the earliest is the night after..."

"Isn't that I can get there this afternoon?! Is it true that the gangsters who are looting are still threatening to threaten us at this time. The group of bastards, we all agreed to their shameless conditions, what else do they want! Is it... Also intend to raise the price! This group of despicable **** ....."

Among the elves, Aifina is still a young man, but the noble blood and excellent political ability make her reputation very high. Now, her hysterical posture is actually somewhat detrimental to the image of the past.

"....... They said that the elemental tides had impacted the floating warships, and the caster and equipment needed time to adjust. Our mage said that this is indeed a necessary preparation. Last night we had several Master towers that caused permanent Sexual injury, still dead two sergeants..."

The elves knew the result of forcibly commanding the mage to cast spells, but they still issued cruel orders last night. After all, if the outer walls were lost on the first night, the blow to morale was too heavy.

Perhaps there are outsiders, perhaps the screams released too much pressure, and then Aifina's expression calmed down a lot.

".......please ask them to support as soon as possible, we... we will continue to make concessions.... one day, no, almost half a day."

The heavy words are full of unwillingness, and no one expects this to happen. But this heavy reality has slammed the self-confidence of the elves. Before the war, "we must be able to overcome the magic tide, and maybe we can counterattack. The secret confidence of the abyss has finally vanished.

"We...we can't stop the magic tide alone....."

Ok, finally I started to admit that I couldn’t make it.

In fact, due to the asymmetry of information across the mainland, this seemingly unbelievable secret confidence is very common. The legion of other people’s homes sounds like other people’s homes. It’s also an impractical paper tiger. I also feel that I am OK.

Some are because of the illusion of propaganda and espionage work, some say lies that give confidence to the people, and they say that even the leaders themselves believe.

"Even if the enemy is indeed better than us, our soldiers are not vegetarian, maybe we can win!"

Not to mention, this stupid act runs through countless battlefields, and often plays one game. This secret confidence will disappear without a trace.

Now making a "concession" is equivalent to letting the other lion open its mouth. At least, the "orthodox" of the elf empire of the moon is definitely not guaranteed.

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty! The ideals of the ancestors, the ambitions of the gods! They will not want to see this scene!"

"Can't, squat, can't!"

The ministers began to show their loyalty, and some of the elders still glared at their own empresses, as if they saw the disappointing sons and grandchildren selling their own property... but in fact most people laughed at the flowers, and finally someone backed up.

Anyway, for them, that is, to replace the Queen's support, this ending is acceptable, and Aifina himself, ninety-nine will become a sacrifice for the times.

In fact, when she decided to migrate, she was already destined to become a sinner of the Moonlight Elf Empire.

"No, our nation is not easy to get rid of the shackles, and we don't need to waive the legacy of the old days!"

Suddenly, a majestic voice interrupted the discussion of the elves and looked up. It was a vague figure in a silver robe. The halo was surrounded by its back. The holy appearance was simply the embodiment of God.

Around him, the gates of the dimension leading to the upper plane were opened, and the gods of heaven, the spirits of the elves, and the beasts surrounded by stars were one by one.

The elves gods intervened...

On the floating battleship, I talked with Helois about this kind of battle.

"There are elves and gods, should not die too fast, at least to us."

"....... I am worried that the elves will intervene. Maybe you can die faster. You see, the elf gods are shooting, can Danatis be lazy? That 70% is dead faster. ”

And the fact is expected, when the figure of the light appeared, the black giant can stand up straight, pick up the black meteorite sword that is stained with blood, and finally, there is a prey worthy of shot. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!