The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Working together with a demon would obviously be highly dangerous. No matter what the plan was, and whether Karwenz was successfully killed or not, it was certain that Sophocles and I would turn on each other in the end and attempt to kill each other.

However, it would be rather regrettable if I refused to cooperate with Sophocles. He had accurate information about Karwenz, it seemed. Such information was what I needed more than anything right now.

As I hesitated, a gigantic claw suddenly swiped at me from the sky in a sudden sneak attack.

Unfortunately for Sophocles, he only smashed a slime clone into pieces. He had only attacked with a shadow, not his true body, which hadn’t even moved.

From the very beginning, neither of us had been discussing at the table with our true bodies.

I was silently standing in the clouds, watching the demon humanoid figure down below which was still idly drinking tea. It seemed that Sophocles’ sneak attack had been a message for me that it was time.

Some things didn’t need to be stated. No matter if I agreed to join Sophocles or not, I would at least need to show off a certain amount of combat strength before I would even have the right to negotiate. This was the typical way by which powerful Chaos Faction existences negotiated.

Since Sophocles had “sincerely” stated his request first, he was now testing my combat strength now that I had achieved Level 4 to see if I was worthy of him negotiating with.

If I seemed too weak in power level or showed any weaknesses in combat, he would then happily kill me. Of course, the reverse was also true. I would never miss this opportunity to eliminate a Chaos Main God if at all possible.

Actually, since he had found me today, this fight had been unavoidable from the very start.

“Haha, you’re unwilling to leave without testing me after all?”

Although this was only a test attack rather than a life and death battle now, this didn’t reduce the danger one bit. The moment that I showed any type of weakness, it would instantly transform into a life and death battle.

Holy Light gathered all around me as I took a deep breath while holding onto Dawn. I fully opened up angel wings behind my back.

For angels, wings were no mere decoration or organ for flight. Their wings’ true function was storage, helping them gather even more power of Order. In a way, the number of wings and quality of the wings would represented an angel’s upper limit on controlling the power of Order. The more powerful the angel, the stranger its wings would appear.

Two wings, four wings, six wings, twelve wings, metal wings, wings of light, wings of fire… Angels’ wings would have various appearances based on their level and job class. In a way, wings were indeed an organ with practical functionalities for them.

The most basic ability of angel wings was to draw the power of Order from the upper planes in order to replenish the angel and improve combat strength. This was why angel wings would always be glowing, and why angels extremely excelled at battles of attrition.

I took a deep breath as I drew endless Holy Light from the upper planes. The entire world was bathed in a golden light. Compared to myself before I achieved Level 4, my Holy Light gathering speed had increased by more than 10 times.

Previously, my War Angel transformation hadn’t foundationally changed my strength, but my bloodline was giving me concrete power now.

War Angel was the name for my Order angel bloodline. In the ancient job class tree, this wasn’t an ancient angel that would naturally exist, but was rather a glorious title for ancient angels who were given special gifts by the Creator Goddesses in certain areas. The name War Angel was also the best explanation for this type of angel’s specialty.

There was only one specialty for War Angels: excelling in combat.

As the top-level fighter for the entire Order Faction, a War Angel’s greatest power was how they could use the power of Order. What else would improve their combat strength more than an endless amount of the power of Order?

In a way, my pair of wings which faintly shone gold was also a top-level Myth-ranked weapon which specialized in absorbing and improving the power of Order.

I could even faintly sense that my wings were drawing Holy Light directly from the core of Heaven’s Pillar (Pillar of Order). The Pillar of Order was the pillar which corresponded with the River Styx. This pillar was the source of all power of Order, as well as a river of light that was impossible for any existence apart from souls to touch.

War Angels were capable of drawing the purest power of Order from the Pillar of Order. It seemed that the Goddess of Order had truly cheated with creating this power.

The entire sky was lit up with Holy Light. My wings transformed into majestic wings of light which were the length of a battleship. Yet, I still didn’t feel like I had reached my limits.

Thanks to the Goddess of Order bestowing me with such a ridiculous cheat-like ability, maybe the amount of Holy Light I could draw upon wasn’t as much as a pure True God of Order’s, but the quality of my Holy Light was likely even higher.

Thanks to the support of this tremendous amount of Holy Light, the length of Dawn’s lightsaber was extended endlessly. This was all part of my original design so that I could use Dawn to slay gigantic demons and undead.

“Mode #2, activate…”

I ignited the magical runes on my sword hilt, causing five small parts to fly off.

One part swiftly flew high up into the sky, while the other four shot out in four directions, positioning themselves in four corners.

Meanwhile, as I wielded my Holy Light sword, I glowed with Holy Light and literally became a source of light.

Endless Holy Light kept reflecting off the four items, which were actually mirrors. Every reflection continuously buffed me. This was a special domain created by these mirrors with the property of light.

Thanks to the repeated reflections by these supporting magic mirrors, the Holy Light became even hotter and more dangerous. Simultaneously, since pure Holy Light had the properties of cleansing and fixing, it was now cleansing and fixing this entire area.

The next instant, as connections of light were established, I was no longer the only light source. On top of my head and at the four corners, five additional light sources simultaneously lit up, bathing the entire world in Holy Light.

Even someone as powerful as Sophocles was instantly blinded after being bathed in this Holy Light domain which had never existed before in this world.

Sophocles’ gigantic body meant that there was even greater surface area that the Holy Light could reflect onto his body from. The steady pure Holy Light would cleanse and weaken all non-Order power within its area of effect. Maybe pure Holy Light wouldn’t be as aggressive as the original Holy Light that the Holy Church used, but this constant weakening effect would actually be more effective against the most powerful enemies.

Powerful demons had the special ability to distort the environment and instinctively transform the nearby environment into one similar to the Chaos Abyss so that they would always have home territory advantage. Meanwhile, my Holy Light domain was capable of erasing the traces of a Chaos environment without costing me anything.

Sophocles’ gigantic body actually became a weakness here. The high purity Holy Light in the air was now melting away his body as if the Holy Light was an acid.

Perhaps this wouldn’t be enough to threaten a Chaos Main God like him within a short period of time, but this continuous weakening effect would be endless. If only I had a completed version of my ice magic sword Northlands right now, I could use both magic swords in combination and try and kill Sophocles forever right here and now.

I hadn’t wanted to immediately reveal my ace card, nor did I want to reveal this ultimate technique of mine before I had a guarantee of being able to kill a Chaos Main God. However, since my opponent was an existence as strong as Sophocles, holding back would be the equivalent of committing suicide.

As this domain of light kept spreading, this was only the beginning. Even more Holy Light started gathering upon my sword Dawn. Its Concept of “gathering light” would transform it into a fatal weapon of light.

Once enough power of light gathered upon it, its lightsaber would have the power to slay even a God in a single strike.

Dawn was already several hundred meters long. Yet, I still held it solidly in my hands, although I was now pointing the lightsaber directly at Sophocles’ core.

“Gather, gather, gather even more. For a Chaos Main God level existence, AOE attacks such as forbidden spells will be completely meaningless. Only incredibly compressed pure power of Order will possibly break through their defenses and destroy their weakness, the demon heart.”

“Roar!”

Sophocles angrily roared at the sky as the distorted power of Chaos erupted like a volcano, covering his body with black mist and magma which resisted against the baptism of Holy Light.

He grabbed the gigantic sword on his back, which then melded with his flesh and blood. This sword, which was the size of a mountain, was covered in a thick bloody light. When the Chaos Main God wielded his true power, it was as if the entire world trembled in fear.

Sophocles suddenly took a deep breath, causing endless power of Chaos to emerge from under the ground. Without caring about the price, he had completed a direct connection to the Chaos Abyss, causing the entire land to tremble and dissolve as everything returned to Chaos.

In this pitch-black land, Sophocles became ever more vicious as his gigantic body expanded by another 30%. The corresponding increase in his gigantic sword’s size made it so that it was sufficient to slice through any mountain.

Finally, he moved.

The gigantic Chaos Main God wielded his gigantic sword which was even larger than his physical body, slicing towards the sky.

Every step he took created an earthquake. A red bloody light suddenly extended from his gigantic sword, penetrating the clouds.

The moment that I saw this attack, I instantly knew that no matter what angle I tried to dodge at, his attack would end up connecting with my sword of light.

Sophocles’ sword attack even seemed to contain the power of karma itself. This Chaos Main God demon who was so famous for being sly actually turned out to be an incredibly talented Sword Saint on top of that!

Not only that, Sophocles had successfully managed to forcefully connect the land here with the Chaos Abyss. His sword attack also contained the power of Chaos right from the Chaos Abyss itself.

“Damn it, isn’t this supposed to just be a test? Why go all out? It’s not like I can kill you. At most, I’ll make you go back to the Chaos Abyss and sleep for a few centuries.”

Currently, Sophocles was also cursing in his heart. Wasn’t this supposed to be only a test? Why was Roland immediately tossing out a nuclear bomb level ultimate technique right away? Immediately using ultimate techniques to start the fight? What type of test attack was this?

Of course, Sophocles didn’t know that Roland would have an ace card like this that was directly a counter to demons right after making his breakthrough. This Holy Light nuclear bomb was something that he had prepared especially for the Main Gods.

Both sides were worried that the test attack would result in a life and death battle, so both sides went all out. In the end, this basically became no different from a life and death battle after all.

Since one side was immediately starting out with an ultimate attack, the other side could only do the same, unless he wanted to die.

Sophocles was endlessly regretting his rashness. His goal had only been to test whether Roland had a technique which could threaten a Chaos Main God or not. It turned out that not only was the answer yes, Roland was even using it against himself.

If only Sophocles had known, he would have immediately attacked all-out first. Who would be foolish enough to commit suicide together with an idiot? But right now, whoever stopped first would be giving the initiative to the other side, something no different from committing suicide.

*BZZZZZZ!*

My pure white lightsaber extended and clashed against the blood-red light, causing the entire world to reverberate with a buzzing sound. After a moment of silence, a tremendous silver pillar of light shot towards the sky.

This was an endless, super mega gigantic pillar of light. Even though the airship I was on had left several hours ago by now, those on the airship could still clearly see this silver pillar of light shooting into the sky.

The next moment, the pillar of light extended up even higher, while a fatal shock wave began to spread from below. This shock wave would turn this wasteland into a completely uninhabitable area.

The powers of Order and Chaos constantly clashed with each other and exploded. Even any creatures deep underground would be instantly killed by this.

The shock wave constantly spread outwards as if it would never stop.

Even the airship, which was now several dozen kilometers away, was struck by the remnants of the shock wave, becoming even more tattered and pitiful.

They were actually lucky enough to be in the air at this time. If they had been on the ground instead, all of them would have already died.

It was likely that even several decades later, this entire area would still remain inhospitable to all life.

Just like in past Holy Wars, history would record this fight and this barren wasteland as a location where Main God level individuals had fought each other, causing utter destruction.

Perhaps incredibly strange new species would appear here a few years later, just like in ancient battlefields of old.

As the shock wave exploded, both sides who were fighting had already vanished.

20 minutes later, a completely black figure landed on the deck of the airship. He was burned so completely that he was black and fiery red all over. Order and Chaos were still fighting on his physical body, while distorted blood-colored mist was invading his charred body. The area of the deck that he landed on was directly corroded and dissipated, while the outer portions were ignited with fire.

The airship’s guards were astonished by this sight. They hurriedly went to get water to put out the fire with, while someone suddenly discovered that this figure was rather familiar.

“Isn’t this His Highness Roland who just left a while ago? How come… he’s been cooked?”

“As expected of the Undying Roland. He’s still alive even after being cooked so thoroughly. Wow, he can even glare at me!”