The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

My ice magic sword, which I named Northlands, was the most special of my four magic swords.

Ice magic was the weakest of my four elemental powers. My Northlands magic sword’s design plan was also the simplest. In fact, even its resource requirements weren’t that high.

“Since it’s an ice magic sword that’s the representation of the Northlands, I simply need to use the endless snow and ice from the Northlands.”

I do admit that this was slightly slacking off on my part, but from a design philosophy point of view, this seemingly cheap resource was actually the most appropriate one.

“This time, it’s a blizzard…”

I reached out my hand as countless snowflakes descended. A light blizzard had now covered the land. The endless snowflakes seemed quite beautiful, yet they were actually incredibly deadly.

All the fire element creatures within the blizzard’s effective area were enveloped by the low temperature and lost their lives.

Meanwhile, an ice… cudgel appeared in my hand.

Yes, that was right, a large ice cudgel that was two meters long. Judging by the shape, it was obviously the type that trolls preferred to use. The cudgel had almost crushed me under it when it first appeared.

*Clang!*

However, the violent impact from the cudgel caused a magma giant to crack all over and tremble as he collapsed and returned to a state of being only the fire element.

This was already the third Elemental Lord that I had hunted down in the Fire Elemental Plane. In a way, my Myth-ranked weapon that represented ultimate ice was the natural counter to all fire element creatures.

Suddenly, the snow stopped, while a layer of white frost appeared on the land. All life was enveloped by it as water was frozen into ice and life was swiftly ended.

“Fire Wall!”

The silly cat on my head reacted quite quickly, instantly casting a Fire Wall spell which dispelled the frost and allowed us to survive.

Meanwhile, the large troll cudgel in my hand had now transformed into a short sword which was less than half a meter long.

The ice crystal sword was completely clear, but there seemed to be something faint inside it. When I looked carefully, there were various cracks that kept expanding until the entire ice sword shattered.

“Cling!”

That was a sound which resembled a mirror shattering. All the ice and snow around us vanished together with this sound as everything was restored to the hot land of flames.

“How many times has it transformed now?”

“Four times.”

“Only four times so far? It’s still quite far from being completed. Also, you can’t find the order to the calamities?”

“Haven’t I said it before? There’s no order to the Northlands’ natural calamities at all.”

“…If there’s no order, then what advantage will you have? It’s glorious to be killed by your own weapon?”

“No, I’m confident that I can survive in the Northlands calamities longer than my enemies.”

Harloys opened her mouth, but gave up on trying to lecture me in the end.

Ice magic sword Northlands. Originally, it was supposed to be a sword that could automatically attack by summoning natural calamities for AOE attacks. With Harloys’ help, the design of this sword became more detailed, but its fundamental design hadn’t been changed.

My Northlands sword had two main special effects. The first was that it would forcefully transform the battlefield into an icy location filled with random natural calamities from the Northlands. That would be the most advantageous type of terrain for me to fight in. In a way, from the design of this sword, my ice magic sword was the best substitute for my Soul World.

The snow and ice calamities created by the Northlands sword would keep changing as time passed. Each time the calamity changed, the original snow and ice mana would be conserved and reused, and the power would double. This was a research result I obtained from Conservation.

The other special effect of my sword was that this personal battlefield of ice and snow would also randomly create an ice and snow weapon for me. The weapon’s power would be stronger than an average Myth-ranked weapon’s power.

The only possible way to turn off this battlefield filled with ice and snow calamities would be to destroy the ice weapon which was the core of these calamities. This would be the only way out, for both enemies as well as myself.

“Creating an arena for life-and-death battles where the terrain favors me. That’s the ability of this magic sword.”

To put it simply, this sword would create an arena of ice and snow. If my enemy didn’t want to die due to the endless random ice and snow calamities, they would need to try and either kill me or destroy the weapon in my hand. Otherwise, my enemy would die sooner or later to the calamities that kept multiplying in power along with the persisting low temperature.

Of course, the ongoing ice and snow calamities would decrease my enemies’ combat strength. This would naturally increase my odds of victory even more. This magic sword had similar purposes to what a Soul World would do.

“…It’s incredibly rare to see a personal Myth-ranked weapon that even makes the user suffer.”

“Everyone is equal in front of natural calamities. I’m sure that the power of this sword would have massively decreased if I didn’t have this resolution.”

Soul Worlds would also have to follow natural laws. The more special the treatment a Soul World gave to its host, the weaker it would be. A host who required such a Soul World would always be lacking in self-recognition and self-confidence. Meanwhile, Soul Worlds which had rules that treated host and enemies equally would always be far more powerful.

My ice magic sword was still incomplete. Currently, it could only summon blizzards, frost, and hail—only three types of calamities. The sword would also only transform at most four times before it would collapse. This sword was still far from complete.

Previously, I had been practicing drawing and ice sculpting in order to give myself deeper impressions of the ice and snow calamities so that I could replicate them in this “Soul World” of mine.

This was the main reason why I didn’t require any high-level ice resources. This was all about the ice and snow calamities of the Northlands, so the ice and snow from the Northlands were all I needed as the “base materials” in order to make my “painting” more realistic and have better attack power.

Harloys’ encyclopedic categorization of ice magic had greatly increased the rate at which I could complete my ice magic sword design.

After I better understood the base theories of ice magic, my ice and snow weapons now had much greater attack power. Although the sword would often still transform into joke-like forms such as cudgels, toy hammers, and so on, the attack power would still be quite significant.

When combined with the ice and snow environment, and Conservation’s principle of mana conservation which would gradually multiply the calamities’ attack power, the ice and snow calamities were so strong that even I was somewhat unable to handle them.

“If you activate the sword’s effects at full power, how long can you last?”

“Judging from the current situation, the sword will collapse on itself before even half an hour.”

“That’s not what I’m asking. I’m asking for how long do you think you can guarantee survival in that world of ice and snow calamities after your ice magic sword is complete?”

“…You’ve already seen the strongest way in which those calamities can kill. The calamities will continue snowballing in attack power, and the ongoing low temperature will be fatal sooner or later. When starting at regular strength, I would definitely die within five hours. If I meet with one of the most dangerous calamities right at the start, it’s even possible for me to instantly die.”

“You’ve truly created such an excellent weapon to commit suicide…”

“I don’t deny this, but I will do my best to survive longer than any enemy I drag there. It’s impossible for any enemy of mine to possibly have more experience with the Northlands ice and snow calamities than I do, after all.”

Based on my complete design blueprint, I needed at least a dozen types of calamities and a way to constantly improve the ice weapon tranformations’ power. This would require time as well as additional ice magic mana.

This was why the Fire Elemental Lords in the nearby area here in the Fire Elemental Plane had all recently become so unfortunate. They became my loot, transforming into ice magic mana to feed my Northlands magic sword. But, judging from the current situation, some more time was needed for a complete breakthrough.

“You’re already improving quickly. You passed Level 4 so easily.”

“…Easily? Fine, don’t glare at me. I know that everyone counts as leveling up to Level 4 so easily compared to you who’s been stuck at Myth rank for more than 10,000 years. Right, Harloys, have you finished designing your personal Myth-ranked weapon?”

“Ha, take a guess.”

I shook my head and didn’t even attempt to guess. Harloys had accumulated far too much knowledge, so I had no idea what she would choose.

Well, I had now rested enough, so I gathered more ice and was about to start a new calamity that caused the entire ground to tremble. This time, I was going to challenge an avalanche!

“Insect! I, Fire Elemental Lord Lasdeer, have finally found you! You dared to kill my brother? You’re dead meat!”

A magma giant suddenly emerged from underground, causing the land to transform into magma as ice and fire once again started another battle.

Alright then, this time I wouldn’t need to challenge one of my own calamities, and I wouldn’t need to go hunting Fire Elemental Lords, as one had voluntarily offered himself to me.