Twenty Sided Dice

??? The dwarf Locke walked at the forefront, holding a burning battle axe. The red flames stained everything around with blood, and the jagged rocks in the mine took on a monster-like posture, glaring at everyone.

Siegel was behind him, waving his wand, directing the air element to patrol the mine. The whirring sound of the wind kept ringing around. Could it be the sound of ore and garbage being blown to the ground? This is a tunnel to be used for passage, so the sooner the monsters are drawn out, the better. Everyone would not sneak carefully at all, and deliberately kept kicking down all kinds of tools left in the mine, making obvious noises, intending to scare the snakes.

They walked up a wide staircase with a ramp in the middle for pushing and pulling wagons. Railroad tracks were laid here, but they were demolished long ago when the mine was abandoned. They found traces of the monster walking on the ground, not only the trajectory of the body dragging, but also the deeply pierced footprints beside it.

The deepest part of the footprint pierced into the rock with a foot deep, and the blood spider uses eight such feet to support its body. According to Locke's estimation, the blood spider here is four meters high, and if it stretches its legs, it can be more than ten meters. length.

"The lair of blood spiders was once found here, and the Hardbeard family fought against them and suffered heavy losses. They burned all the spider eggs they could find, but they were always unable to completely eradicate these monsters, so there were always occasional in the mines later. A few came out. When the emeralds here were exhausted, the Hardbeard family simply dismantled the equipment, closed the exit, and locked the spiders below. I wonder if blood spiders will still exist after so many years. "

Siegel continued to receive rewards from the air element, but found nothing. He couldn't help asking strangely: "This place has been abandoned for hundreds of years. They can't live for so long, right?"

Locke shook his head: "It's hard to say. The life force of blood spiders is very tenacious, and as long as there is a little food, it is possible to persevere. Lord Siegel, have you seen blood spiders before?"

The mage shook his head, so he could only listen to Locke's introduction. In addition to eight long legs that can walk upside down on the ceiling, blood spiders also have two small forelimbs protruding from their bodies, and the tips are claws like claws. On its back is an inflatable pouch where the blood spider will take the fruits of its prey. That is, the flesh and blood of the prey is sucked into this pouch for storage and digestion. This is a fearsome ambush animal, in addition to being perfectly integrated with its surroundings. It can also confuse prey with special vocal organs. On top of their heads, a pair of tuning-fork-like antennae stood up, surrounded by a ring of fluff. With the help of this organ, it can analyze the sound and slowly learn the tone and tone. Then imitate it. Blood spiders don't use language, but they learn by trial and error, eventually finding the sound phenomenon best suited to attracting prey.

Of course, the most commonly used sound is the agony howl from the prey the previous time they successfully hunted.

"It's a monster from a nightmare," Siegel said.

Locke nodded, thinking of everything that happened on the ravines and swamps. "Many creatures are superior to us in physical structure and capabilities, including strength, speed, endurance, explosiveness. Some animals are good at camouflage, and some are unstoppable when they charge. Take blood spiders, they are huge, but faster than us. Dwarves are fast. There is a thin layer of airbags on the surface of the body. It seems to be broken with a poke, but its toughness can resist most ordinary weapons. If you encounter this kind of creature for the first time, you will definitely be caught off guard. Only if you pay a lot of money Only after the price can we gradually find its weakness." Locke shook the axe in his hand and said, "I am not afraid of cutting, not afraid of smashing, but I am afraid of cutting."

"What about magic?" Siegel asked.

The dwarf nodded: "We lacked a magician like you on our way west last time. Rune spells focus on defense and construction, and there are no spells like fireballs and acid arrows. In fact, what we wanted most at the time was Elf sculptor, when he raises his hand, a piece of flame is formed, how convenient it is!"

Siegel remembered the Elf Mage who fought against Mage McGonagall. His command of the elements in his gestures is astounding. Of all the mages, the evocator's power is the most intuitive. Whether casting ice on a field battlefield or blazing blazing fire on a city wall, evocators are always the most watched type of people.

There are many elves among the elves. This has historical origins. The earliest elves' magic was learned from dragons and used to deal with them, so they attached great importance to the power of several basic elements, especially those evocative spells that dragons could use. Over time, evocative mages have become the most mainstream faction among elven mages, and they have developed many spellcasting skills that outsiders cannot master.

Among human beings, there are the most prophecy, conjuration and necromancy. To a certain extent, it fully reflects the points of human beings most worried: a future without the protection of racial gods, the lack of physical advantages and the protection of allies, and the fear of short lifespan.

Siegel put a lot of energy into conjuration spells, and his evocation spells are also very strong, so there are flamehounds, elemental rune guards and energy lenses. Faced with a one-on-one elf sculptor, Siegel has plenty of means to win, and he won't hold back. But Siegel pointed out that he was alone, and the elf mages were not alone. If they insisted on attacking Heimland, Siegel could not fight at all.

Only with the help of the elemental rune array can it be barely supported for a period of time, leaving some time for the residents of the territory to retreat.

"Have dwarves ever fought against elves in history?" Siegel asked. "Can you tell me about it?"

Locke thought for a while, then shook his head: "Only in a very long time ago, the two tribes fought, and I won't talk about the tragic events. Later, I found out that our two tribes need completely different things, rocks and forests, lava and moonlight, You can get what you want. After that, there was no more fighting."

Siegel nodded and agreed: "When the elves attack, just close the gate. Guys with long ears don't go underground, do they?"

"I understand your mood," Dwarf Locke was not angry at all. "We westward dwarves feel it better than you do. The dwarves don't care about what's on the ground as long as there's treasure in the ground. Closing the gate and digging down is like escaping the world. Maybe one day, the dwarves will dig deep. Too deep, but found that there is no more treasure to be found, only the end of the end brought by the flames deep in the heart of the earth, and then silently disappeared from this world, never to appear again."

"So you have to tell the dwarves that this world is huge, and you should join in more actively. Expand outward?" Siegel frowned.

"We're not belligerents, Siegel," Locke said. "We came to the Walled Mountains, and we could have controlled the whole area, but we still gave all the land at the foot of the mountain to humans. We never invaded other people's fields. Or besiege other people's castles. We just want to use the treasures in the west to attract dwarves from the depths of the mountains, and to communicate more with this world."

Siegel smiled, but he didn't quite believe this statement in his heart. Elves can occupy the territory originally belonged to human beings by means of raids, changing the impression of elegance, stability and peace-loving in the past, so what about dwarves with a long history as well. Will there also be a hidden face? He began to understand that things were not always as simple as they seemed.

If the dwarves were to close their gates, why would they not allow anyone to climb over the Walled Mountains? This question has been brewing in Siegel's mind for some time, but he is careful not to raise it. The westward dwarf is now working closely with him, and this passage is the bond between the two sides. Siegel needs to rely on the passage to revitalize the current situation, and the dwarves need Siegel to defend the eastern entrance of the passage. Some things are better to leave some ambiguous space as a buffer.

The red glow of the battle axe and the milky white glow of Siegel's wand together illuminated the deep and long mine passages, but the two were still distinct in color. Humans and dwarves walked together in this mine, always on the alert for blood spiders that might appear at any time.

Soon, the wind element will pay off. They found some strange remains. Everyone turned a fork in the road, and found many broken eggshells not far from the main passage. There is no life here, the fragments of eggshells are full of dust, and there is also a pile of dry corpses buried in it. These blood spiders are killed before they are born, and all the nutrients in the eggs are absorbed, leaving only the stillbirths that never have a chance to grow.

Afterwards, they discovered similar places one after another, each with three or five worm eggs, but all of them were smashed and absorbed. who did such a thing. And why? Siegel had a vague idea in his heart. He collected the remains of some blood spiders, and then began to arrange the positioning magic circle.

He has used this spell to find trolls before, with good results. Siegel was familiar with the habits and characteristics of trolls. But don't know about blood spiders. Only after finding the remains of the blood spider can he use it as a casting material for effective positioning.

"It will take more than half an hour to set up this magic circle, but trust me, it will save us a lot of time." Siegel persuaded the dwarves and asked them to help guard. With his current spellcasting level, positioning is not a very difficult magic circle. It is almost impossible to make mistakes while drawing. He just needs to find a flat open space, use a wand to outline the lines, use rosin powder to arrange the nodes of the magic circle, and then place the blood spider's body in the center of the magic circle.

Siegel waved his wand lightly, opened the magic circle, and used it together with his senses~www.novelmt.com~ to radiate out continuously. He could smell every dust now, and could even tell if it came from emerald ore or just plain rock formations. This feeling was unbearable for him, but fortunately, the circle quickly focused the detection target on the remains of the blood spider and began to locate similar things.

A map formed in his mind, and the intricate mine passages contained the scent of many blood spiders, hiding something in almost every passage. He watched carefully for a while and found that none of these breaths were moving.

This shows that what Siegel found was probably all the remains of broken eggshells, and there was no living body. This is good news, but still not to be taken lightly. Siegel increased the scope of his search, looking for anything that had a similar aura. This placed a heavy burden on his spirit, resulting in a decrease in his ability to control spells. The positioning array has changed, and it has become flickering, and the fluctuation of magic is also a little disordered.

The Master kept reminding himself in his heart that he should not be in a hurry, he should not force himself, and he only needed to maintain his concentration to achieve his goal. The energy of magic poured into his body, gradually taking over his senses, increasing his affinity for magic, and things like that did a lot for Siegel. After more than ten minutes of investigation, Siegel could confirm that none of the blood spider-related items had the ability to move. (To be continued.)