The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

v1 Chapter 724: Lone traveler

What kind of country is being made, I didn’t want to manage it, and I couldn’t take it.

But the chaos of San Antonio is destined to have far-reaching effects.

I am at least looking for ruins in the desert areas, so I have a lot of trouble.

The remains of the record have been found. In the sand dunes surrounding the desert area, I directly opened a large pit, and I found the ancient remains buried in the ground.

But very quickly, I found myself looking for the wrong target.

"Zombie ruins?"

Although I have written a lot of messy things to earn the manuscript fee, I am not good at archaeology, but the ruins of the remains are not much archaeological knowledge.

The most valuable of the ancient ruins is the tomb or the temple. They often have many treasures and magical items. The tomb thief... adventure home magic exploration skills can easily find the direction of the target.

"It seems that this time it is empty."

But this time, I saw that the murals are all creatures of the snake head, and there are all kinds of things like voodoo pots, grass people, wooden spears, etc. I just don’t explore them deeply, and I know that I am looking for the wrong one.

The magical perception is faintly responsive, and apparently some magical items have not been taken away.

If it was the past, I was very interested in playing temples and adventures. After all, many artifacts, exotic treasures, and ancient magic were dug up like this. Tombs are always the most profitable business. .

But exploring the remains requires patience and unlimited time, none of which I have.

Now there is a lot of trouble in the main plane, and I have no time to idle here.

Now that it has been determined that this ruin is not the site of the sun god, then the rest is very likely.

"At this point in time, cross half of San Antonio...."

Just think about it, I feel a headache, I still have a chief wanted criminal title, although some people are not taken seriously, but the grassroots knights and guards will be more true.

Once the identity is exposed. I am afraid it is trouble again.

But there are some things that have to be done. This is getting more and more chaotic. I am afraid that the days of the gods will be in front of us. If you can't achieve a breakthrough as soon as possible... It seems that I have a lot of enemies among the gods. The gods who have been offended in the nighttime are not one or two. If it is really in the age of the gods...

"....... I will not be the first mortal to be raided by the gods. I am afraid that the light will be famous, but I would rather not have such honor."

There were many gods who were offended in the past. Anyway, they can't really get down to them, and they can't pick me up in the incarnation. I am offended in death.

To kill their mortal church is to sever their faith. If they are not degraded, they are so powerful. This kind of hatred is more than the murder of the father.

As for the specific enemies... I really can't remember, when I swept, who would remember how much I had crushed, and I didn't know how many true priests and priests who had killed them.

"Low-key.."

When I think about it, I have only recently been able to shrink the turtle in a while. At least before a few swords are at hand, it is still not appropriate to die with a god-level character.

Well, as long as the magic swords really work, it is the real body of the gods, and I am not afraid.

When I sacrificed everything and reborn, if I can't become stronger, then I am not stupid.

In the theoretical design, only one magic sword exists, at least I can save my life in front of the gods. If the most dangerous magic sword there is molded, it should not be difficult.

"Go, go."

Put on the head and turn the age to cheating jewelry. Bring a fake beard and wear a worn chain mail. This time you choose to disguise yourself as a middle-aged poor adventurer.

Such a middle-aged mercenary has always occupied the majority of the adventurers, just be careful. I don't think it will be exposed.

And I am immune to the vast majority of investigative spells, and I don't need to worry about being blocked.

Looking back now, if I didn't reveal my whereabouts at Prince Winston, the other side couldn't grasp my position and proceed with the layout.

But when I think of the long road to return, I have a big head.

I don’t want to fly the mount to fly in the sky, so the day’s free time is enough to walk for a week, but San Antonio is not a small country, all kinds of air rides go round and round, and it’s big to be surrounded by fun. .

It was very smooth to walk out of the desert. It took only one day to fly, but the next journey was obviously very difficult.

I thought that most of the roads along the way I couldn't enter the city, and the roads that I came to had to go to sleep, I was even more depressed, and there were some impulses to fly directly.

On the road, the adventure mixed into a city, and the information traffickers exchanged, the news, but people are even more frustrated.

At least in most parts of San Antonio, my suspect’s hat can’t be lost, and the most unpleasant and most uncomfortable, actually brought me and the church, and the news is like accusing San The Church created this turmoil, Prince Winston was the dog's leg of the Church, and I was the murderer they sent.

I can understand that political propaganda is mostly nonsense, but it is difficult for those propagandists to get to this point.

Roland, the mortal enemy of the Church, actually cooperates with the Church? In order to murder a certain emperor thousands of miles away? It takes a lot of effort to make people believe in such absurd messages.

And if you go to a city, you can see that my big head sticker is hanging in the reward bar and the gate. It also makes me helplessly reduce the plan to enter and exit the city.

I found a grocery store, added water and unpalatable dry food, and went on the road again.

I thought about whether to find a trade association team, adventurer squad to join, mixed into it is always hidden than the lonely road, but considering the ordinary people's "turtle speed", but helplessly only on their own.

Everywhere, you can see the intensely trained militia and the knights who are wandering around. The shadow of the civil war seems to have enveloped this country.

When I arrived at Winston's site and approached the Tarot River, I got a certain message.

The civil war broke out a day ago.

Under the cover of the night, the cavalry regiment of the Duke of Badro attacked the border city of Turding and killed all the rebels.

This fortress city state is hard to find on the land, and the resident army is less than 2,000. This time it attracts the eyes of all the gods, including the gods, because this action only represents one thing, San Antonio. The civil war broke out.

What makes people feel even more incredible is that among the sergeants of the Duke of Casa Batllo, there are trolls and sorcerers, and the former enemy is actually an ally.

I think that Maria is also dead in the hands of the devil. If she has a spirit under the spring, I am afraid it has already exploded.

I flipped through the map and found that Tuulding was not far from where I was. I hesitated for a moment and I chose to go around.

But unfortunately, this time, it was a little late, and the chase has already come to the door. (To be continued.)