The Experimental Log Of The Crazy Lich นิยาย & เรื่องราว

With that, I crouched to the ground and turned my back on him. An ugly laugh echoed behind me. "Fine. Then I'll show you the real meaning of torture." His footsteps retreated, leaving me in the suffocating silence. A huge lump formed in my throat, my chest so tight I could barely breathe. I clutched the pendant at my throat, a desperate whisper escaping my lips. "Oh, gods of the flames, what is happening?" --- Back at the quarters, Lilith crept over to Kyra's luggage and carefully opened it, searching for the mysterious liquid. Inside, she discovered an assortment of herbs. As someone deeply familiar with such things, she immediately recognized that several were poisonous.

Chapter 173: The Laboratory of Broken Mirrors The transition from Tier Two to the deeper sectors was a descent into an alchemical tomb. The air here was dry, cold, and heavy with the scent of old paper and calcified bone. This was Malakor’s private sanctuary—the Laboratory of Mirrors. The walls were lined with thousands of small, polished obsidian fragments, arranged in intricate, geometric patterns designed to reflect and amplify the light of the mountain core throughout the mountain complex. As Natalia’s group burst into the long gallery, their torches caught the mirrors, creating a disorienting, endless hall of flickering orange and violet reflections. Every step they took was multiplied

"Unleash your wolves!” A savage roar erupted from the warriors as bones cracked violently beneath flesh. The sounds of transformation tore through the night. Spines twisted. Jaws elongated. Claws burst from human hands. One after another, massive wolves emerged around the fire, their growls vibrating through the earth itself. Black wolves. Silver wolves. Creatures with eyes glowing gold in the dark. The clearing behind us descended into a glorious chaos. And standing at the center of it all, I grabbed Leinna by the wrist and pulled her up from the fallen log beside me before thrusting her away from the frenzy.

“XANDAR!” Xandar chuckled and pecked a kiss on her forehead before assuring her with a smile as he stroked her forearms to soothe her, “Okay, okay. Until we know more about the forest, we’ll keep the experiments in our mental archive.” Another kiss on her cheek before he muttered, “Over-responsible Queen.” Lucianne sighed with relief, and turned, only to have a still-thinking Greg say, “Instead of lycans and werewolves, I suppose I could get a few willing humans to exper—”

His cloak billowed, shielding her, axe gleaming, warmth her anchor, runes pulsing, growls closer. Lila’s charcoal raced, hazel eyes wide, voice a gasp, mapping runes, frost smudging parchment. “Sam, spiral’s the heart—break it!” Spark yipped, fierce. Shine, Lila! Her hands steadied, map glowing faintly, courage blooming, the hum a threat, spires looming.

"Then when I opened my eyes, I realized that I was in a vast expanse of grass. Everything looked very peaceful there. Then I tried to walk, and the whole peaceful atmosphere seemed to change completely." Logan looked at Lizea with a very serious look on his face. "What started out as a field of fresh grass turned into a pool of blood. There were so many puddles of blood that I can still remember the smell of it now. Not only that, I also heard screams, the sound of metal clanging, the sound of ripping, and the sound of wild animals." Lizea's body instantly shuddered in horror. All those visions she had done earlier, she could still remember very clearly now.

Splinters dug into my fingers as I clawed at the wood, each movement sending waves of fiery pain through my body. The burning smell of my flesh as silver scorched it sent waves of nausea rolling through my empty stomach. “You can’t give up now Dregen. You need to break free.” Logan’s voice echoed in my head and I shut him out instantly. We communicated a little for the past five days but he’d been extremely annoying… as usual. Slowly but surely, I made progress. Bit by bit, the lid of the coffin began to shift, until finally, with one last burst of energy, I broke through.

"Subject's name is Logan, DL-050019, he's wicked strong like the rest of his species, dread ability is matter disbandment so he is both dangerous close up and afar boys, we hit him with all we've got and we hit him fast." "Yes sir." His elite chorused as they marched on. They were soon greeted with the gory remains of squad 11 and 13, the entire lab floor was spattered with their vaporised body parts, the subject of their focus stood in the centre of the room, as clean and pristine like he was in the library. Just then the entire building shook and rumbled sending everyone sprawling on the ground, the tremor continued for a full minute before dulling into a shudder and falling debris.

He chuckled and scratched the back of his head. “I dunno.“ I shrugged, feeling disappointed. I wanted him to confess that he had seen the shadows too, because I also thought that maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me. "Wait, he said he saw the bird, so there is a high chance that the shadows were real. Also, I ran all through the library trying to escape them because, if not, I wouldn't be sweating like this." I thought aloud, and my eyes creased as I traced the wet patches that tainted my white blouse.

Two fluffy silver fox ears sprouted atop his head like mischievous antennae of divine gossip. “Oh no no no—!” he gasped, quickly slapping a leaf on his head with practiced panic. The leaf shimmered once, and the ears vanished. He looked around, cheeks puffed in embarrassment. Good. No witnesses. Not even that creepy vending machine ghost. Yin coughed, smoothing down his hair with faux dignity. “Anyway, yes. She’s definitely the one. Nexus’s whole ‘the land shall choose the spirit-bearing flame born in rust’ nonsense? Yeah. Selena literally works in Vermillion Cyberspace. Couldn’t get more prophetic if it slapped us.”