Twenty Sided Dice

The outside of the laboratory is a deep passage, and the sound of running footsteps can be heard from both sides. The previous explosion weakened the structure here, and dust kept falling from the ceiling overhead. The cracks on the wall are still slowly expanding, and it is believed that a large-scale collapse will occur here soon.

Siegel aimed at the gap in the wall and used the Four Veins Divine Arrow, then grabbed a stone from the ground and inserted it into the gap to cover it up briefly. Then he used the item location technique to find the location of the equipment that he had taken away. He cast an invisibility spell and disappeared from the scene before the Murder God cultists arrived.

Many people ran in the direction of the laboratory, unaware of Siegel passing by. The mage deftly avoided the fluttering arms and anxious mood, like an inconspicuous gust of wind. Then, another explosion came from the direction of the laboratory. The power was not very big, but the continuous collapse that followed was the real killer.

According to the guidance of positioning technique, Siegel found the warehouse with the shortest route. His own things have not yet entered the warehouse, but are stacked in the next room, waiting for the appraisal of the craftsman. Although the most valuable things, such as defensive staff, star dust, etc., have not been searched in the key space, they are now in their hands. But what's left doesn't have to be the spoils of the murder god.

And it's not that Siegel didn't think about using his belongings to find the treasure room of the Temple of Murder. If you want to take what you give first, that's what it says.

The warehouse has a heavy defense and warning circle, but the appraisal room next door does not. A gelatin warrior stood guard at the door, translucent eyes under the full armor staring at the empty passage. Suddenly a dagger appeared out of nowhere and stabbed in between his eyes. The colloid warrior only saw that it was a black dagger, and then lost consciousness.

Siegel emerged from his invisibility and looked around. There are likely to be people passing by. It's not good if there are no guards. So he cast the spider web technique and carefully controlled the range, sticking the glue warrior to the wall behind him. Siegel adjusted his posture for him. Use magic tricks to change the smell around you and cover up the stench you might be emitting. It only takes ten minutes. The gelatinous monster will become a stone, firmly supporting the iron full body armor outside, and no one can see it.

Siegel pushed the door with the defensive staff, and with the help of the spell, the door lock automatically opened, and he slipped into the appraisal room.

First of all, put on all your own things, after all, it is too wild to cover your body with illusion only.

There is no magic enchantment in the appraisal room, I don't know what the reason is. If it was Siegel. This must be the strongest defense, because no one knows what kind of risks unknown items will bring. I simply looked at it with detection magic. There are no items with strong magic fluctuations, so the value of dozens of items on the shelf is probably not high. Siegel ignored them first, but used the teleportation array ability of the elf saint to transmit his phantom to Heim Territory.

Butler Alfred was dozing off in the main office, and the soft snoring sound was clearly transmitted through the communication spell. It was rare to see him in pleated clothes and a messy stubble on his face. It is estimated that he has not left this room since the moment he received the operation start message.

"Ed, wake up. You have to tell me how it all went."

The manager suddenly stood up from his chair as if being clicked, and he couldn't hide his excitement after seeing Siegel. "Lord Lord, you are fine. All your orders are being carried out according to the plan in advance. The Heimland and the Elf Forest have all acted. However, as you expected, the mages of the Federation are unwilling to act together with the elves. ."

"It doesn't matter, the elves are the initiators of this mission, let them charge ahead. As long as the Federation does not conflict with the elves." Siegel worries that if the Federation develops, it is impossible to guarantee that he will not seek revenge for the elves , that would bring a lot of trouble to Heimleader. So take advantage of the opportunity now that he can still control the situation to let the two meet, ease their emotions, and at least establish a mode of communication. Conflict is not terrible, but conflict without a negotiating channel will only grow. That's not good for his territory.

"Mana and Humke led the janitorial army in the territory, all equipped with the latest plasma bolts. Several mages from the Federation are willing to provide us with magic help. By the way, let's check the newly made spell weapons."

"What spell weapon?" Siegel was always curious about this.

"Mage Verwood used the Myr core to create a long-lasting portal. It can be kept open all the time, currently it can last for fifteen minutes at a time, and then it burns something - I can't remember the strange name. He It is said that this is much safer than mass teleportation using the method of joint spellcasting, so I will use this thing to cast troops. So, Lord, this time there will be one thousand Heimland soldiers and fifteen hundred elf warriors. Go to support you, instead of the original plan of dozens of elite troops."

Siegel coughed violently, apparently choking on the news. The stable portal spell can only be controlled by the master, and the places where the teleportation can reach can be connected with each other, which is very magical. For example, a wizard of the level of Rees can only open a narrow space crack, and it is very troublesome for summons to pass through.

He then thought about it, the long-term portal should not be able to communicate with other worlds, and can only be used on the main material plane (mortal world), with limited functions. But in any case, this is a huge improvement.

"Has the army set off?" Siegel asked.

"Yes, the elf's troops are in the front, and our troops from Heimland are in the back, and they have passed the teleportation array reads; storytellers." Alfred replied: "But there is a situation, they sent back information, Said that there was no one at the target location, and I didn't see our swordsmanship instructor in Myr City."

Siegel frowned. He sent a message to Evan to let him open the teleportation beacon so that the mages of the Federation could teleport and locate. Finding Janet is important, but essentially the mission is teaming up with the elves to investigate the Murder God's stronghold. As for what to do with that stronghold, whether to attack or not depends on the spirit of the spirit. The army of Heim Land will only do some auxiliary work, and will definitely not be the main force.

Are those five people going to sneak into this stronghold to save me? Siegel began to worry as soon as the idea occurred to him.

"Is there anything else I need to know, Ed?"

"The elves are scheduled to attack at dawn, and now..." He turned his head to look at the sky, and said, "It's time to start the attack."

"Okay, I see." Seeing that there was nothing else, Siegel ended the call.

Time to show off. Siegel summons the Invisible Servant and gives it the space bag to scavenge the room for magic items. As for the warehouse next door, I believe a large earth element rune guard can penetrate the wall.

The God of Murder does not have many powerful spellcaster subordinates, so there are many loopholes in the defensive formation cast on the warehouse. There is nothing wrong with guarding against little thieves, but it means nothing to a master of magic circles like Siegel.

Since Yao En and others may have sneaked into this stronghold, finding them is the first priority. Another important thing is to find the teleportation array of this stronghold, keep it intact, so as to find out where it leads. This must be done before the Holy Spirit of Murder deems the stronghold untenable, otherwise he and may destroy the teleportation circle when he leaves.

I remembered the noise of footsteps in the corridor outside, and the servants of the God of Murder rushed to tell each other: "Open the warehouse, go get the weapons, the elves are killing! Come and support the priests!"

Someone was chanting the secret words to open the warehouse, and Siegel could feel the magic fluctuations around him, like a breeze passing over the lake, making shallow ripples. He smiled slightly, and it was time to show these people what a tsunami felt like.

He made the defensive staff levitate around him, so that he could free his hands. He closed his eyes, looked up, and held his hands high. Under the ground, the power of the earth element is all around, and not far above the head, there is the turbulent sea water, which is an endless treasure house of the water element. In this environment, it is most convenient to use the power of both elements.

A priest of the God of Murder thought of the appraisal room next to the warehouse, and thought that there were a lot of magic equipment on the shelves, so he pushed the door and came in to get it. He saw empty shelves, a large earth element making a hole in the side wall, and a black-haired, black-eyed human mage standing in the center of the room.

"Who are you!" The priest only said three words, and then he sensed something was wrong~www.novelmt.com~ The surrounding air was filled with viscous elemental power, and there was a mixture of earth and water elements everywhere. body, like a swamp, like quicksand. His voice became muffled, and it didn't get far enough to be indistinct. Only the voice of the young mage on the opposite side can be transmitted clearly and brightly.

Siegel's lips moved, every syllable perfectly clear, but understood by everyone but him. There is the arrogance of the dragon language, the lightness of the elven language, and the thickness of the dwarven language, but in the end they all belong to the tolerance of the common language. He kept repeating the same words, but each time with a different cadence, louder, louder and faster.

The priest raised his finger and sang the holy name of the **** of murder, summoning invisible power. He wants to use the flying hammer of faith to knock down the invaders in front of him. The black hammer with the skull of the Murder God flew towards Siegel's forehead with a tooth-stinging whistle.

Siegel opened his eyes, all the sound suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings were silent. The transition from noise to silence is uncomfortable, buzzing in the ears.

The defensive staff automatically moved in front of Siegel, blocking the Hammer of Faith.

"Don't worry, you'll see it right away," Siegel said. (To be continued.)